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August 28, 2018

Scene 1

I wake to find myself tied up in a corner of a room. I'm still wearing the skin tight jeans, white slingback pumps and pink satin shirt I had on earlier when I was scooping out a certain man at a bar. How I got here though was another question. There was a wad of cloth stuffed in my mouth. A tight cleave kept the wad stuck there. My arms were tied behind my back and there was rope around my chest. Both my knees and ankles were tied as well. I struggled against my bonds, calling out behind the huge wad in my mouth. I arched, pulled, and wiggled in my ropes trying to get out. It seemed like I struggled forever before the rope around my wrist loosened. Suddenly, they were free and I frantically untied the rest of my ropes and fled the scene before my captor came back.

Scene 2

One minute I was standing quietly in the corner listening to an important conversation between the mayor and his secretary and next I find myself tied to a chair. I didn't think I would be recognized since I was dressed like snow white. I didn't even remember being tied to the chair, the nice gentleman with the drink must have figured out who I was. I struggled in the chair trying to test my knots, but nothing was coming loose. I called out but my screams were muffled by a huge wad of cloth in my mouth and the thick gag covering my face. I struggled until the cloth covering my face fell off, I spit the wad of cloth out of my mouth and called out for help.No one came to my rescue but a big man did enter the room and shove the wet wad of cloth back into my mouth and then cleave gagged me. I struggled to reach the door knob behind me. It was locked. I pushed the wad of cloth out of my mouth and scream for help again. The man came back into the room, I tried to struggle against him but my bondage was too tight. He shoved the wad of cloth back into my mouth and then wrapped my face with microfoam tape. I wasn't pushing the wad out of my mouth with that in place. I walked the chair around the floor, trying to find something to help me. I ended up trying to use the door corner to cut through the ropes or at least loosen them some.

Scene 3

I had a funny feeling when I went to that meeting earlier today. Something told me just not to go. I should have trusted that instinct. Maybe I wouldn't be tied up in some strange room. The wad of cloth in my mouth was stiff and dry. I tried to push it out but the white cloth, tied to keep my mouth open, prevented it from moving. I was getting dirt all over my business suit as I struggled around on the floor. I tugged on the ropes trying to get free but none of them bulged. I was stuck. I couldn't remember the face of the man who grabbed me. I knew he was bad news. I struggled harder. If I didn't get out soon, I was done for....