my throat feels dry as I lick my dry lips
I move my legs and it's free
the last thing I remember is how he f****d me on the plane and rested his forehead along with mine
his eyes closed
I remember him dressing me back
and how I stayed down there
lost
my hands tied
I remember him injecting me something
I remember him pricking a needle into my skin
I gasp as i get up
i look around the place
its huge
I'm on a master bed and look at my hands its untied
and legs which are free
the metal cuff is removed from my ankle
yes yes , I removed it so he could get my Jean's out of my legs so he can f**k me properly
oh God, my prayers are heard
I get up outside the bed and walk out slowly
I peep out to see If anyone is guarding the room
I throw a vase down so if an
