场景1
我醒来发现自己被捆绑在房间的一角。我还在穿着紧身牛仔裤，白色露跟浅口鞋和粉红色缎面衬衫，当时我正在酒吧里舀出一个男人。我怎么来到这里是另一个问题。我的嘴里塞满了一叠布。紧紧的劈开使得一团堆在那里。我的手臂被绑在背后，胸前有绳子。我的膝盖和脚踝都绑了。我挣扎着抵抗着我的束缚，在我嘴里滔滔不绝地喊道。我弯腰，拉着，在我的绳索里扭动，想要出去。在我手腕上的绳索松开之前，我似乎永远挣扎着。突然间，他们自由了，我疯狂地解开了其余的绳索，在我的俘虏回来之前逃离了现场。
场景2
一分钟我静静地站在角落里听着市长和他的秘书之间的重要对话，然后我发现自己被绑在椅子上。因为我穿得像白雪公主，所以我不认为我会被认出来。我甚至不记得被绑在椅子上，这位喝酒的绅士一定知道我是谁。我在椅子上挣扎着试图测试我的结，但没有任何东西松动。我喊了一声，但是我的尖叫声被一大堆布在我嘴里，厚厚的堵嘴遮住了我的脸。我挣扎着，直到覆盖着我的脸上的布料掉下来，我把一沓布从口中吐出来，然后大声呼救。没有人来救我，但是一个大个子进了房间，把湿了一沓布推回来我的嘴然后劈开我的嘴巴。我努力想要到达我身后的门把手。它被锁定了。我把一沓布从我嘴里挤出来，再次尖叫着寻求帮助。那个男人回到房间，我试图与他斗争，但我的束缚太紧了。他把一沓布塞回我的嘴里，然后用微泡胶带包住我的脸。我并没有把那一团推出我的嘴里。我走在地板上的椅子上，试图寻找帮助我的东西。我最后试图用门角切开绳索或者至少松开它们
场景3
我今天早些时候参加那次会议时有一种有趣的感觉。有事告诉我不要去。我应该相信这种本能。也许我不会被绑在一个陌生的房间里。我的嘴里的一沓布是僵硬干燥的。我试着将它推出去，但是用白布打开，保持张开嘴，防止它移动。当我在地板上挣扎时，我的西装越来越脏了。我试图获得自由的绳索，但没有一个膨胀。我卡住了。我不记得抓住我的男人的脸。我知道他是坏消息。我更加努力奋斗。如果我不赶快离开，我就完成了....
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....
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