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One should quickly realize that one is in a really messed-up situation, but unfortunately, waking up after a hit of sleeping pills isn't usually a moment of great insight. My head feels swollen, my limbs numb, and my mouth is sore and dry. Silly me, at that moment my first thought is: Megan, you got really wasted last night.<br />
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A strange, painful pressure in my butt should have been a clear sign that something worse than a hangover was happening. Although, naive me, at that moment all I wanted to do was sit up and go to the bathroom.<br />
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Obviously a bad decision. Few things put you on alert faster than pain, and that, intensely, is what I felt immediately when I tried to sit up. What the fuck? I think. And I quickly focus my attention on my surroundings.<br />
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And at this moment, for the first time, I was able to contemplate "FP", that is; the Fucking Psychopath.
There he is, the bastard, in all his splendor, doing what he loves most.<br />
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Obviously, at that moment I couldn't believe it. What the fuck? I'm so shocked I don't even feel scared; my mind can't process it. For a moment, the sound of his hand moving up and down is the only sound in the room.<br />
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Shock gives way to fury. That's just me, stupidly proud. I would soon learn that actions have consequences.
They say you don't truly discover your personality in the face of danger until you're right in front of it. Throwing yourself into danger, fleeing, submitting, fighting... these are primarily instinctive reactions.<br />
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In retrospect, the situation must have been pretty ridiculous: a defenseless girl, bound, gagged, and impaled in her ass, scolding her captor, whom she'd just met, for masturbating in front of her. That's me. I see a fire and I'm left scolding the flames.<br />
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"Fucking pervert, what the fuck do you think you're doing? Let me go right now so I can cut off that hand! And your dick too, while you're at it!..." In my head, the speech was crystal clear. I was scolding and shouting insults... although, of course, the ring lodged between my teeth made it impossible for anything I said to be understood.<br />
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All my babble collided with the wall of his indifference. He, impassive, continued to move his hand over his cock. Until, without further ado, he stood up and approached me.
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