My Jaded Sanity (Bdsm)

Processing Thoughts.

I pull the door shut tight and think of something to keep it locked with; I see a barstool and lodge it under the handle. I don't think he's noticed yet, I can't hear him. Luckily I picked up my dress on the way out; I quickly slide it on and zip it up. I run towards the door that looks like the entrance and find that it's unlocked; this was... too easy, how's everything unlocked? Maybe I'm just over thinking everything. I pull the handle and run outside to what looks like a carpark, I've probably come out the back, I put my shoes on and walk around to the front street.

It must be 12:00 by now, the sun is glowing. I call a taxi and keep checking behind me that he's not got out and come for me. I sit on a bench; trembling with anxiety, where the hells this taxi.

I can't believe what's just happened; I've just escaped a kidnap! I wonder where the other guy is now, he probably got out of the room by now and going mental: I internally quiver to think what would have happened next if I was there and, Blake.. Came back, what did he want from me? Who was he? Why did he try kidnapping me? What was he? So many questions and no one to answer them.