Why is it so dark? Am I even awake? Well, trying to move my head hurts. All signs point to awake. Maybe there is just sleep keeping my eyes closed.
It was when I tried to move my arms that I notice that my wrists are tied above my head. This is where I start to panic. My mind is reeling. The last thing I remember is getting off of that plane after traveling for what felt like forever. Thirty six hours on a plane, and wandering aimlessly through air ports on lay overs, is more than anyone should do more than five times in their life time. Really.
When I got off of that last plane, all I wanted was a shower and sleep. Looks like I got the sleep part, kinda... I remember... I don't know what I remember.
And this is when I hear that voice. A voice I've grown to love, and to be completely at ease with.
"Relax, Lovie. You know I won't do anything to hurt you. We're just going to have a little fun."
All I can do is nod. Then I feel something I've been longing for all of these months. Your hand gently caressing my face.
"Good girl."