As more of her surroundings began to penetrate her awareness, she heard the sounds of screaming, grunting, groaning. Her terror knew no bounds. Escape...became her only conscious thought. She stood up, the surface beneath her soft, cushioned and apparently organic. She took two, three steps. That was as far as she got before whip like tentacles shot from the surface beneath her and ensnared her wrists and ankles. She was yanked onto her back and her limbs bound to the floor spread eagle. She. She found one, entered, and walked up to a sink to wash her hands. Her PASMO would betray her to the gates, then they would know. It already had. It was too late. They knew she was in the subway, and they were guarding all the exits, waiting. She felt the room closing in around her like the slightly-too-tight tie of her obi. The girl was right. Her kimono was lovely. It was Kosei’s favorite, black silk, soft lining. Flames licked up from its hems, which she didn’t particularly care for, but. Mike helped me up and slowly guided me through his house, supporting me with one arm and carrying the suitcase with the other. Walking around, I really felt the plug moving and I started to get horny again. We made our way to the basement and stopped in front of a heavy steel door."Once we're inside, the game continues. Same rules. And just because we don't need to gag you in there, doesn't mean it's out as a possible punishment." "I know." With a shrieking sound, the door opened. Mike led me. . lol well except for that one day i accidentally left it here lol M says: let u sleep A says: pfftt sleep is over rated lol M says: not always A says: when it comes to that yeah it is.. and u think yu cant type my brain is going a million miles a second and with all mainly one thought pattern which aint helping the antsy thing damn it M says: i know so your really wanting to do something ?????????????????????? might say i was typing, but untill now i wasnt like now again you know what to.