Where am I?

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As I awoke... I felt the icy, cold floor under my bare feet. I tried to unbind my arms from the rope that holds me but it was futile. I don't recognize where I am, and yet I don't feel afraid, "What is wrong with me?" I say. "Well I am afraid I can't say, miss." a deep, strong voice said from the shadows of the room, "Wah... who are you and why am I here?" I said with my voice trembling yet with a sound of confidence. "Well... you're... um... ugh well you're in my home, welcome I guess?" 

Show yourself... I want to see the face of my kidnapper!" I announced into the darkness. "You're a feisty one aren't ya?" he replied with a chuckle. Then out of the corner of my eye I see a tall, muscular figure. "He's kinda cute." I think to myself, "Ah, I see that I've caught your eye?" I quickly and reluctantly pry my eyes from his body as I start to blush. He then proceeds to remove his shirt. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU SICK PERVERT!!! NOT TO MENTION THE TYING ME TO A POLE THING!!!" I said... but I knew that deep down, I wanted to see more.

I felt a cold breath down my neck and it forced a shiver out of me. I heard him whisper into my ear, as I still hang there by my wrists "To tell you the truth, I REALLY like you!" as he lightly caressed my neck with his gentle, delicate hands. He then asks "May I, miss?", "Wha... what do y... you mean, may I?" I say as my voice starts to shake. He then without warning, he cut my shirt off with his razor sharp nails. Before I knew it, I was flooded with embarrassment, to the point where I began to scream... but only moments after, he almost instantaneously calmed me down by slowly, rubbing my bare sides.

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