If Not I

An eerie tune played in the background as I felt a wet and slippery tongue like roughness run along my arm. I tried to pull away but the ropes that were used to bind me were preventing just that, movement. My mouth was gagged with some feign cloth and my saliva soaked into it, causing my mouth to dry out. I could feel my wrist bruising from the ropes above but I didn't care; I would break them if I had to, I would do anything in order to get far away from whoever is doing this to me. Another wet stroke trailed up my neck. Nausea washed over me as the realization of what was bound to happen hit me... It was going to happen again tonight...

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