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Faith Post))
The first thing I noticed was sounds... fading in and out slowly... like a siren in the distance, but that was just the ringing in my ears. I slowly fluttered my eyes open. This was not what I remember... what do I remember?? Flesh on flesh... that woman... god she was amazing...made me feel so alive and her touch was exquiesite.. she knew just what to touch and when... I remember a lot of that... but then what happened.
It was a huge blank in my head. I could feel strain in my shoulders, but I couldn't feel my fingers.. they felt numb with a great amount of loss of circulation. I moved my wrists but they were bound. The movement created a noise and I looked around for the woman. Did someone kidnap us? There was a figure in the shadows moving around. Every so often I would catch a glint of light reflected off of something in their hand.
I tried to stand, but my arms were above me in a way that rendered me immobile... something was not right. Water drops splashed me from above, running down my face into my eye. I could feel my mascara staring to smear into a streak of black down my cheek.
It was at that moment I started to panic a bit. I am sure I would have panicked earlier but I was letting all of this sink in a bit too slowly.
My eyes were adjusting to the low light in the room. I glanced around to see concrete pillars and dirt covered floors. The figure was moving closer to me... I didn't know if I should scream for help, or cry for mercy. Instead I just sat there frozen in shock.
Then the figure moved out of the shadows.
Brown hair cascading at her shoulders, a wicked smile wrapped upon her lips.. lips that only a few hours ago were wrapped around parts of me... okay this is bad.