Stacey POV
I glared down at the young girl writhing on the floor, giving her a good kick for measure. "Will you shut up" I growled as she continued to fight, completely naked except for her underwear as I rolled her over and made sure that she was tied securely. She continued to shout for help in the gag I'd placed across her mouth, muffling sounds that although would not be heard, were still annoying me. I rolled my eyes and then bent down, looking the young girl right in the face. Her big brown eyes were swimming with tears, and her dark auburn hair was matted, and disheveled, her ponytail coming loose. She had freckles all over and she wore a plain bra and panties, her dress or rather uniform, now belonging to me. I smoothed the dress down. It was cute, reminiscent of a maid's uniform,
