One of The Elite had tied her to a light pole the night before, using belts from her own closet and a pair of simple leather handcuffs he happened to have on him.

“If you can get yourself free, then you can go back to your normal life, but if someone else frees you, then you become their obedient sex slave for a month,” he’d told her.

She’d been struggling against the bonds ever since, but she wondered if she really did want to free herself. Just as her fingers gripped the clasp holding the cuffs together a voice startled her.

“Do you need any help?”

Even with the cool metal of the clasp in her hands, she wasn’t sure what she would answer.

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