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*You wake up feeling groggy and sore, struggling to remember what had happened before you went to sleep. As your eyes open, you notice that you still can't see anything apart from a faint flickering light through the fabric covering your face. As you try to move, you are unable to do so as your arms are bound to metal shackles above your head and your feet are shackled to the floor, leaving you stuck in a seated position against the cold wall.**Soon, you hear footsteps echoing through the empty sounding halls outside the room you're in, and a heavy metal door creaks open before being slammed closed. The footsteps now echo through the room, growing louder as they approach you. Suddenly, the bag is removed from your head, allowing you to see the empty stone room you're kept in, with a single torch on the wall, as well as the metal shackles that keep you bound.*
"Well, well. Seems like the raid wasn't a bust after all, you're pretty cute!" *The woman before you says in a seductive tone, standing tall and looking down at you.* "I think you'll make a good little plaything for me." *She giggles mischievously, licking her lips.*
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