It hadn’t been torn but had been placed in the girl’s hand, her dead fingers curled around it. She couldn’t have ripped it from her captor if sh... tried, she couldn’t feel her hands much less use them. Michelle tried to imagine it, tied down so tightly that your hands and feet died. Abused physically and mentally, tortured in ways too devious for a normal mind to imagine. Had she known her captor? How long had she been missing? Who was this poor woman? Hopefully the woman’s mind had gone way. It felt like Nyssa all over again.Heather stood and headed to the door. Ms. Hollis thrust the absence slip towards her. When Heather tried to take it, Ms. Hollis held onto it and forced Heather to look up."Don't think you'll avoid me that easily," Ms. Hollis said with a sly smile. "Even if Laura monopolizes you today, I'll have you every day that she doesn't."Heather's eyes burned, but she said nothing, nor did she shrink from Ms. Hollis' gaze."I'm already arranging things at my place. You're. She may have been too drunk or just not paying attention when the man stepped out of the doorway of the abandoned structure and crept in behind her. She was still rubbing her poor feet when he grabbed her. As she tried to scream out in shock, he placed a damp rag over her nose and mouth, and then she saw black. Ella came to a few hours later, groggy and disoriented. Looking around the dimly lit room, she realized suddenly that her arms and legs had been immobilized, tied down to a. " "I'm eighteen. You look in pretty good shape too." "Thanks. I'm twenty-one," he replied. I didn't know what to say at this point so I finished off in the shower and went to get dressed. To my surprise, Dougie followed me. "Are you following me?" I asked. "No," he said defensively. "I just happened to finish in the shower just after you and left my bag near where you left yours." I looked at him sharply. "Alright, yes I am," he said. "Why?" Because I'm horny and bisexual and you're hot." "OK,.