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The rain was coming down in buckets now. Thunder clapped overhead as she sprinted down the street. Her arms lashed behind her back made running awkward, but she forced herself to keep her balance and push forward. Finally she found a house that seemed like it had some life in it. She ran up the stairs of the front porch and slammed into the front door. The rag crammed into her mouth, along with the storm, kept her scream from being heard by the residents inside. Frustrated and worried her pursuer was closing in on her, she bit hard on the rag and rammed her shoulder into the door. A few more rams and she broke the lock, bursting through the front door. Her momentum caused her to fall forward, landing hard inside the house. Groaning, she lay there a minute, twisting in her bonds before she noticed a pair of feet standing at her head.
“Well well well. It seems I’ve caught an intruder breaking into my house.” She looked up at the woman standing above her, hands on her hips and a slightly amused smirk on her face. She tried pleading her case to the woman, begging to be untied, but the vibe given off by the owner of the house made her believe that, gag or no gag, the woman wasn’t going to listen to her. “I suppose I’ll have to hold you until the authorities arrive.” She was lifted up onto the woman’s shoulder and carried further into the house, kicking her feet and yelling into her gag. This was going to be an even longer night than she feared.
“Well well well. It seems I’ve caught an intruder breaking into my house.” She looked up at the woman standing above her, hands on her hips and a slightly amused smirk on her face. She tried pleading her case to the woman, begging to be untied, but the vibe given off by the owner of the house made her believe that, gag or no gag, the woman wasn’t going to listen to her. “I suppose I’ll have to hold you until the authorities arrive.” She was lifted up onto the woman’s shoulder and carried further into the house, kicking her feet and yelling into her gag. This was going to be an even longer night than she feared.
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Better Late Than Never
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The therapist had seen a lot of couples come through her office, and though each had their own set of problems, she really, truly thought she'd seen everything.
That, however, was before she'd met Cliff and Rachel.
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"So I did what you said," Cliff said, pointing to Rachel. "I helped her to get here on time today."
"Mmmmfff!"
Whether Rachel was agreeing or protesting, the therapist wasn't quite su
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Well, most of them did, anyway. However, young Astrid decided to go into the forest and practice her hatchet throwing. She’d had a busy day and hadn’t been able to practice earlier, so she decided to do it under the cover of night.
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It was freezing cold. It was dark. Sarah hurried through the rain. When she came home, her hands were shivering so much she had problems putting the key in. Finally she opened the door and went inside. She looked at her hands. They hurt and were all red because of the coldness. Fortunately, the way from school to her home wasnt very long. Sarah took off her Jacket and slipped out of her shoes. She went into the living room, threw her school bag on the floor and lit up a fire in the fireplace. A hot shower would be the best thing now, she thought. She went into the bedroom to get some dry clothes. On her way she noticed the ballgag Dave
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This is a scene I've had running through my head for a year or two now. Of course the protagonist I invision in this is Shyne, but I like the effect of not using names or descriptions because then it could be anybody.
Anyway I thought it would be interesting to put this out there to see if it could inspire anyone. A drawing adaptation, a continuation, anything. Let's see what happens!
Anyway I thought it would be interesting to put this out there to see if it could inspire anyone. A drawing adaptation, a continuation, anything. Let's see what happens!
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Very interesting idea. Out of the frying pan, into the fire, eh?