As the head detective, I am first on the scene. The yard looks familiar. I remember it as the place where I arrested that thug gang leader Sahrye. I sit down waiting my backup to show up and suddenly I feel someone grab me. I kick and struggle and try to scream but I am shoved in the trunk of a car. The next thing I know I am in an abandoned building brutally bound, my elbows crushed painfully together. I'm hogtied in on a filthy cement floor. My pantyhose have been ripped to shreds leaving my bare feet exposed. I call out for help rolling on the floor trying to loosen the bondage but my efforts are futile - it is just too tight. I scream for help but no one hears me. Bald thug Jim Hunter enters and tells me that my nemesis hired him to get revenge on me for my betrayal. He shoves a rag between my lips stuffing my mouth and seals it in with clear tape. I am totally muffled and with every helpless struggle the bondage becomes more painful. He grabs a thin string and binds my big toes together then grabs my hair and my hair to my toes. My back is arched up and I can barely move. Then the bastard ties a rope around my neck and connects it to my bound feet. The tighter I pull the more I gasp. He decides it isn't effective enough and tightens up the goatrope. The thug leaves me bound, gagged and helpless ...

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