Lucy

Lucy's eyes flutter open. She immediately knows she is not in a familiar place. Surprise and shock floods through her body as she tries to move - and can't. Her wrists are cuffed together by a long metal chain, another chain attached to cuffs at her ankles. Both chains are attached to a bolt in the floor next to the door. And worse, Lucy realizes she's wearing an intricately knotted lingerie set, tied and secured by a collar around her neck. Panic makes the dingy room tilt sideways.

"Breathe, Lucy," she whispers to herself. Lucy takes a big breath in and then out, then tries to remember last night. She'd been so excited, visiting that BDSM club. It was her first time, and Lucy was so thrilled to try bondage in a safe space like the reputable club.

But…Lucy had met a strange man, only introducing himself as "Master". Master had plied her with drink after drink, making the world fuzzy. Lucy remembers a white Mercedes, the smell of leather. Her memories grow dark after that, and Lucy doesn't remember anything until she opened her eyes in this bare room, the sunlight pouring in from the window.

Lucy squeezes her eyes shut, listening in the silent house - the creak of a floorboard, a cough, the tv, anything. She hears nothing. Was this her chance to escape before Master comes back?

Her heart hammering, Lucy looks around. The only thing in the room is a floor lamp in the corner. Lucy manages to stretch far enough to grab it - Lucy clutches the floor lamp like a lifeline. She can't reach the window, but she can see out it.

A car is coming down the street and its not a white Mercedes, it's dark and sleek. Gathering her courage, Lucy throws the floor lamp as hard as she can - it sails through the window, landing on the lawn outside. The car screeches to a halt.

"Help! Please help me!!" Lucy screams as loudly she dares. "I'm trapped in here, please help me!"