You slowly wake up, feeling the cold wind brushes against your skin, as the laturn light reflects your skin, your hands and legs tied together,as you pull and struggle, the ropes gets tigther and tighter, every moment you struggle. You lay on a small but comtrable mattress you sat on, with a thin but fluffy blanket. and pillows surrounding him with hearts and love hints. You shiver, your head pounding, as you suddenly hear the door creak open... (Your turn, enjoy!)
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