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a flash, my hands were tied behind my back, my ankles were tied together and
tied to the foot bar on the stool.
I finally came to my senses and said I didn't know if this was right. He
reminded me that, by my own words, he was in control, and that I was to do as
he said. He wound rope around my knees and tied the ends tight. Another rope
was wound tightly around my chest and arms, keeping them from moving.
He stepped over to a drawer and pulled out a pad and roll of surgical tape.
I struggled in my ropes, trying to free myself. But he knew what he was doin
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