I arrived home from a long but successful shift at work. I’m on the phone to my friend bragging about how well I did today in tips. I just know what to do to make people tip big, maybe one day I will tell her my secret. Or maybe not! Hehe… I hang up and notice a stranger sitting in my living room. I ask them to leave but they say they have a proposition for me. This is very strange, I thought when robbers break in they usually steal things and just leave. He asks me to hear him out. I say okay but he will need to follow me, I have things to do. He follows me out into the kitchen giving me the details of his proposal. He is opening a new restaurant down the street and has heard how amazing and beautiful I am. He wants to convince me to come and work for him. Honestly I’m flattered but I really dont think I’m interested in working for someone whose big idea to hire me is to break into my house. So the answer is NO! Now he can leave and I can get on with my day. He throws a bundle of ropes on the counter, he says he's done his research and knows my weakness. I try to deny it but it seems he isnt going to leave until he's tried everything, oh well then go ahead. I’m shown tied to a chair, my legs apart and my hands tied behind me. I struggle, this is honestly the strangest interview I’ve ever done. The answer is still no and honestly all I need to do is scream and my neighbours will come to the rescue. Now I have a tight cleave gag preventing me from calling out. I struggle and start to mumble to myself how silly this all is, breaking into my house and tying me up all to get me to come and work for you. Ridiculous! After a while I manage to get my hands free and pull down my gag. As I’m uniting my ankles I say the answer is still no. He asks for another chance to convince me. Honestly this guy never gives up. Fine! He asks for my shirt. What. Why? Whatever, I take it off and I walk up the stairs to my bedroom with him following close behind. Now what!? I’m now tied to the bed, my hands together above and feet together below, a tape gag prevents me from talking this time.I roll and struggle on the bed. I’m still not very happy about this situation but I’m honestly starting to enjoy this too. Again I manage to get loose, nothing has changed the answer is still going to be a no. What is he going to accept that!? He says he wants to try one final time. Well if this really is going to be the final time and he can leave why not. But first he asks for my shorts. How embarrassing but this is the last time. I take them off and throw them at him. Finally I’m stood against the door, my hands above me and my ankles tied together. A new tape gag plastered over my lips. I twist and turn against the door, rubbing my thighs together as he watches me. I can't believe how much I’m enjoying this, and having him watch me makes it feel even better! After a while of this he untied me. Wow! He really did do his research on me. I smile, maybe I should come work for him, especially if he can do that to me more often. So when do I start!