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As Misty opened her eyes she was staring at a ceiling, out of focus at first her eyesight slowly started to adjust. “Oooh”, Misty said still trying to remember how she came to be in this place. Her head felt like it had been split open, as she tried to lift her arm she realized she couldn’t. Huh? Misty felt strange she began to lift her head up in an attempt to sit up, but she wasn’t able to situp. She was barely able to lift her head up to take a look around; she noticed she was in a bedroom. There was a hamper over in the corner with really old looking clothing, and a bunch of clutter everywhere else. Misty slowly panned around the room and noticed her body wasn’t strapped down to the bed, and she should have been able to jump up and move. Looking around some more she noticed that it had become nighttime, Shit she thought the center would be worried about her. Misty looked down at her body laid out on this bed, what was odd was her shirt had been tied up above her belly button. Her one hundred and forty five dollar pair of Levi’s had been unbuttoned, what ever happened she was not there by accident. Misty also wondered why her leather boots were off in the corner, and her socks in the dirty hamper. “Why can’t I move?” Misty asked speaking out loud, hoping to talk herself into getting up. Just then the ring that Steward forced on her glowed, it was a bright pink glow. Misty saw a faint green glow coming from the hallway, it started to get closer. Misty’s started to feel dizzy again, as a man entered the room. It was a man who looked like a younger Steward, and a little bit skinner than steward. “ Well well well, look who finally woke up, Ohh you look so sleepy.” The man said in a familiar voice “ Are you related to the man who owns this house, his name is Steward?” Misty asked hoping to make sense of the situation, but all the man did was smile. “In due time, I beat you must feel contained huh? Like your clothing is cutting off your circulation huh? (Misty nodded; her clothing did feel tight for some reason. Maybe this was why she couldn’t move) Here let me help you relieve your pain, stupid girl clothing is always so tight.” The man cam over to the bed and sat next to Misty, he first put his hands on her stomach. Then he worked his way down to her jeans, were he slowly started to unzip them. “ You have taken really good care of your body, I might have to do the same.”
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