Tish POV
The ropes that are binding me are beginning to chafe my skin. I don't know how long I have been tied to this chair, but I am beginning to get uncomfortable. My back aches, and my toes are going numb. I try to rub my hands together to loosen the restraints, but they are too tight. I grunt in frustration. The more I try to get loose, the more pain I am causing myself.
I try to ignore the fact that I smell like urine. I held it for as long as I could, but when it became clear that no one was coming to untie me, I couldn't hold it any longer. This has been the most humiliating experience of my life, and I am sure it isn't over yet.
I squint my eyes and try to look around the room. Jameson and Francesca have kept me in the dark since they brought me to the bad si
