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Chapter 1
I wake in a daze. I can’t move my arms. They’re numb, and pinned up overhead. I look up, my slender wrists are cuffed to a hook, and I am nearly suspended from the ceiling. My tiptoes touch the floor in some breakneck high heels, and my long, perfect legs are spread and cuffed to a long spreader bar. How did I get here? Am I dreaming? I pull at the hook, strain to get the clip up and over the hook, stretching hard, and still unable to get free. I hear a dark laugh from a shadowy corner. At once I remember! I was leaving the store….putting the groceries in the van, when…..I must have been captured, I must have been drugged in some way.
My head is still swimming as I hear the clicking of shoes on the polished concrete floor. The sound is slow, deliberate, and it’s coming closer. My breaths quicken,my heart pounds, and I strain to hear, anything at all, and nothing. I try to turn and cannot. Suddenly hot breath is on the soft skin of my back and…click to read more..
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