~Bella Ink~
Bella was in a daze trying to make sense on her current situation ~ How did she get here? Who does this creep think he is? What does he want? Bella should have known better than to take a ride from a stranger, but she was left stranded at the club, he seemed ok, and he offered to drive her. Little did she know what a mistake that would be. Bella now finds herself bound up tightly in a dark room, where the hell was she? Her captor returns to silence the beauty pulling a big rubber ball deep in her mouth, she tries to cry out but it's of little use, the ball fills her mouth and is held firmly in place with a thick strap. Bella can only manage a muffled grunt in protest as her wrist are pulled up and affixed to the chair back, painfully contorting her body. She is left alone again, uncomfortable sitting in the dark she struggles to free herself, but her attempts are futile, her movements only amplify her discomfort she begins to slide off the chair, her wrist still tethered cause her shoulders to strain even more as she struggles, she can't pull herself back up, all she can do is suffer as her weight pulls tightly to her anchored wrists.
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