Amy began to stir. She slowly moved her head from side to side, trying to regain focus. Her head felt like it was hit by a Mack truck.
She tried opening her eyes but her eyelids felt very heavy. Eventually, she managed to open them and tried to focus. Everything was blurry. There was a single light source above her. Since her eyesight couldn't focus properly, she couldn't make out exactly what she was seeing.
Amy could feel the dampness and coolness of the floor on her arms and legs. There was a definite musty odour surrounding her as well. There was a low humming and soft clicking noises coming from her left.
Amy also wondered why her jaw was hurting. She realized that there was something in her mouth. The object didn't obstruct her airway but it was very uncomfortable. She tried to tilt her head down to see what was in her mouth but her neck was very sore. Amy put her head down again. She felt something pressing against the back of the neck. It was not tight but uncomfortable to say the least.
"What the hell is going on?" Amy thought to herself. "And where the fuck am I?"
Amy lifted her head again to see what was in her mouth. This time she managed to see a small domed-like object. She also noticed that there small straps coming out from the object.
"I've been gagged!" Amy thought, tensely.
Amy, now fully awake, tried to move her arms but to no avail. She then tried moving her legs but was met with the same results.
"I'm also strapped in! What the fuck!" Amy thought, anxiously.
Amy struggled against her restraints, trying to free herself. She quickly tired herself out and eventually, fell asleep.
Amy awoke with a start as she felt a cold sensation running down the side of her face. Her eyes were as wide as saucers, trying to peer into the dim light above her.
"Wakey! Wakey!" said the voice.
Another stream of a very cold liquid was trickling down the side of Amy's face once more.
Amy shuddered frantically as she tried to move her head to avoid the stream. This time the stream was intensified as more volume of the liquid was used.
"Shit!" Amy screamed frantically as she squirmed and struggled. She then realized that the gag was removed but not the restraints. Her arms and legs were still severely hindered.
"It's only water! Are you scared of water, Amy?" the voice replied.
"Let me go, you psycho!" Amy screamed again.
"I thought that you could use a bit of a drink! But it looks like you don't want any! What a waste of water!" the voice said. "I should have given more water to Patty instead! At least, she appreciated it!"
With the figure standing above her and blocking out the only light source, Amy couldn't even see who her tormentor was. Although it echoed, the voice was unmistakable. Amy recognized that it was Laree's voice. Laree was her tormentor. Amy also figured out that she was in a room. A pretty large room in fact.
Her fear became anger.
"What did you do? All I remember was someone placing a cloth over my mouth and nose!" Amy shouted as she struggled harder to free herself. "And when I came to, I was here! You did it!"
"Listen Amy! The more you struggle, the tighter your chains become!" Laree said. "How do you know it was me! Did you see me?"
Amy continued to struggle.
"Oh! You don't believe me!" Laree shouted.
Laree then walked into the darkness. Amy followed Laree with her eyes but all Amy could see was Laree's outline. Amy continued to yell profanities at Laree. It seemed that Laree picked up something from a table.
A whirling noise started up and slowly, all four chains began to move. The restraints around Amy's wrists and ankles began to tighten.
All four of Amy's limbs were pulled slowly and simultaneously until she was completely spreadeagled.
"Shit! That hurts!" Amy shouted at Laree. There was no response as the outline was putting something back down onto the table.
"It must be the controller." Amy thought to herself.
Amy heard Laree's footsteps again but this time, they were moving away from her.
Amy squinted into the darkness. She tried to see where Laree had walked off to but she couldn't. However, Amy could still hear Laree's heels albeit softer.
The footsteps stop and a clicking sound was heard. Buzzing and crackling noises could be heard from overhead.
One by one, the lights started to come on. Amy squinted again, trying to adjust to the lights. These lights were bright. Amy slowly turned her head from side to side to see what the room looked like.
The room was rather large. To Amy's right, there was a wooden table and metal chair. Next to the wooden table, there was a much smaller table. Then it dawned on her that these were same tables and chairs used as wrestling props. She was also able to see Laree's legs by the door.
"Shit!" Amy thought. "I'm still at the arena but in the basement! Patty must be in another room!"
"Let me go, you Bitch!" said Amy as she tugged on the restraints. "Where's Patty?"
"Patty's safe! For now!" Laree replied as she reached the chair. She re-positioned the chair next to the table and sat down.
"If you hurt one hair on Patty's head, I'll ...!" Amy screamed.
"You'll do what!" Laree interrupted. "What will you do, Amy? Tell Marie? Marie's not here to save you or Patty!"
"I'll kill you!" Amy continued.
"Kill me, eh? How is that possible? You're chained to the floor and these rooms are sound-proof!" Laree said. "Oh! By the way, I have a wonderful surprise for you soon! And I know that you'll enjoy the show!"
"Fuck off, you nutcase! When I get my hands on you, I'll ...!" Amy shouted.
"Yay! Yay! I know! You'll kill me!" Laree replied with a sinister grin. "Are you thirsty now? You weren't thirsty earlier!"
"Fuck off!" Amy shouted as she struggled against the chains again.
"Tsk! Tsk! Such manners!" Laree said. "I offer you a drink and you tell me to fuck off?"
"Yea! What are you going to do about it, Bitch?" Amy screamed.
"It's about time I taught you some manners!" Laree replied as she got up from the chair.
Laree walked to the table and turned her head towards Amy.
"What should we try? Hmmm! A flogger? Naw! She might enjoy it! A paddle? Naw! Ahhh! I've always wanted to try this one!" Laree said with a smile. "But first of all, we need to do something!"
Laree walked from the table towards Amy, all the while chuckling.
When Laree reached Amy, she squatted down by Amy's head. Laree then began stroking Amy's head and hair. Amy tried to squirm away.
"Don't you fucking touch me, you psycho!" Amy shouted.
Laree grinned and got up. She walked towards Amy's feet. When Laree reached Amy's waist, she stopped. Laree turned and stepped over Amy. She lowered herself onto Amy's pelvis area.
"What the fuck are you doing? Get off me!" Amy shouted as Laree straddled her.
Amy moved quickly from side-to-side to knock Laree off but the attempt was futile.
"What's the matter, Amy? Don't you like me?" chuckled Laree.
"Get off me, you crazy Bitch!" Amy screamed as she struggled some more.
Laree placed her hands on either side of Amy's head and lowered herself onto her elbows. Amy squirmed even more.
"Stop squirming!" Laree said as she placed her hands on either side of Amy's head. "Now! We're going to have a little fun!"
Laree bent down and kissed Amy hard.
"Mmmmmmphf!" Amy mumbled as Laree forced her tongue into Amy's mouth.
"Oh! Come on! Aren't you enjoying it?" Laree asked as she lifted her head up.
"Fuck off!" Amy screamed.
Laree forced herself onto Amy again and kissed her even harder. Laree, again, forced her tongue into Amy's mouth. She teased Amy's tongue with her own tongue.
"Mmmmmmphf!" Amy mumbled as she struggled against the chains.
Laree lifted her head up to re-position herself.
"Fuck you!" Amy said, angrily as she spat onto Laree's face. Laree quickly wiped the spit away with the back of her hand.
"Why you!" Laree shouted as she gave Amy a hard slap. Laree then grabbed Amy by the throat with both hands and started to squeeze.
Amy started to cough as she gasped for air.
"I have a better idea!" Laree said as she relaxed her grip on Amy's throat.
Amy continued to cough.
Laree released her grip and got up. She walked to the table.
"Ah! Here they are!" Laree said, excitedly. Amy's coughing started to subside.
From what Amy could see, Laree picked up something that had white wires. Laree turned around and walked back to Amy.
She proceeded to squat down and then she placed the device next to Amy.
Laree got up and stepped over Amy. She lowered herself onto Amy's pelvis. But this time she landed hard on Amy.
"Ahhhh!" Amy screamed. "That hurts, you Bitch!"
"It's supposed to!" Laree screamed back. "Ready for more fun?"
"Fuck you!" Amy screamed.
"No Sweetheart! I think that it's going to be the other way around! I'm gonna fuck you!" Laree shouted as she leaned in and grabbed Amy's t-shirt with both hands. With one swift motion, Laree ripped open Amy's shirt.
"You Bitch!" Amy screamed.
Laree, ignoring Amy's screams, continued to roughly remove the shirt. She threw the shirt aside. Laree then reached around her back and brought out a switchblade.
Amy saw the blade and started to panic.
"What are you going to do with that?" Amy stammered.
"You'll see!" Laree said as she flicked the blade open. "Don't struggle! Something bad might just happen! Like a cut!"
Laree leaned in again and proceeded to place the blade next to Amy's neck. She traced the blade down Amy's neck and along her collar bone to the bra strap.
"That's a good girl!" Laree commented as Amy was stiff as a board. Beads of sweat began to appear on Amy's forehead.
Laree slipped the blade underneath the strap and with one swift move, the strap was cut. All the while, Laree was smiling. She was definitely enjoying herself.
Amy gasped.
Laree then traced the blade from the cut strap, along the top of Amy's chest to the other bra strap. Again, Laree slipped the blade underneath the strap and cut it cleanly.
Amy gasped once more.
"Are you done?" Amy stammered.
"Done? We're just beginning!" Laree said, laughing.
Laree then slipped the blade underneath the front of Amy's bra and cut it cleanly into 2 pieces. She folded the blade back into its holder and slipped it back into the back of her pants.
Laree grabbed the 2 pieces of the bra and moved them to the side.
