托尼饥肠辘辘。他是镇上的恐怖分子，一个戴着面具的掠食者，抢劫并捆绑了无数受害者。但这一次，他把最诱人的猎物留到了最后：法蒂玛，一个身穿粉色紧身裤、黑色运动胸罩和袜子的绝色美女。

她每天都在阳台上练习瑜伽，寻求失恋后的宁静。孤独而焦躁的她试图用冥想来填补空虚——但她的生活毫无目标。当她走进屋子，一只戴着手套的手捂住她的嘴时，一切都改变了。这个戴着面具的疯子把她拖进屋里，用扎带紧紧绑住她，让她的世界陷入危险。

恐惧先袭来，随后愤怒爆发。托尼很快意识到，他的“甜点”并非脆弱的受害者，而是一只凶猛的小老虎。法蒂玛被扎得严严实实——手、胸、腿——但她的力量和柔韧性让她难以捉摸。她像个洋娃娃一样被抬到桌子上，怒视着他，眼神里夹杂着恐惧和愤怒。这么久以来，她第一次找到了反抗的理由。

托尼离开去翻找房子时，法蒂玛挣脱出来，爬向出口。但他轻而易举地抓住了她，嘲笑她疲惫不堪：“饿了吧？看看你会不会做饭。”

法蒂玛仍然被绑着，双手被绑在前面，嘴里塞着口球，她为他准备了一份煎蛋卷。她低沉的呻吟声让他觉得好笑，尝过她做的菜后，他用绳子把她绑在椅子上，当着她的面吃了起来。然而，他的饥饿感却越来越强烈。最好的菜肴就在他眼前。

再次孤身一人，法蒂玛拼命挣扎。她慢慢地把椅子挪向橱柜，拼命地打开抽屉，寻找剪刀或任何尖锐的东西。但她什么也没找到。她气喘吁吁，口水顺着口塞滴落，她一直挣扎着，直到托尼回来。托尼觉得好笑，称赞了她的精神——但又觉得她需要更严厉的教训。Tony is hungry. He is the terror of the town, a masked predator who has robbed and tied up countless victims. But this time, he saves the most tempting prey for last: Fatima, a stunning beauty in pink leggings, black sports bra, and socks.


Every day she practices yoga on her balcony, seeking serenity after a broken relationship. Alone and restless, she tries to fill her emptiness with meditation—but her life has no purpose. That changes when she steps inside her house and a gloved hand clamps over her mouth. The masked maniac drags her inside, binds her tightly with zip ties, and throws her world into jeopardy.


Fear strikes first, then rage awakens. Tony quickly realizes his “dessert” is no fragile victim but a feisty little tiger. Fatima is thoroughly zip-tied—hands, chest, legs—yet her strength and flexibility make her unpredictable. Lifted onto the table like a doll, she glares at him with a mix of fear and fury. For the first time in ages, she has found a reason to fight.


When Tony leaves to ransack the house, Fatima wriggles free enough to crawl toward the exit. But he catches her easily, mocking her exhaustion: “Hungry, aren’t you? Let’s see if you can cook.”


Still bound, hands tied in front, and gagged with a ball gag, Fatima prepares him an omelette. Her muffled moans amuse him, and after tasting her cooking he ties her to a chair with rope and eats in front of her. Yet his hunger only grows. The finest dish is right before his eyes.


Left alone again, Fatima struggles fiercely. She inches her chair toward the cupboard, desperately trying to open drawers in search of scissors or anything sharp. She finds nothing. Panting, saliva dripping past her gag, she keeps fighting until Tony returns. Amused, he praises her spirit—but decides she needs a harsher lesson.