We arrive into Robs bedroom, and Im almost in full panic mode after seeing him pick up the gold chain from the jewelry box. My mind was at a crossroads; the angry part of my brain wanted to tell Rob just what I think of him and brag about how badly I would kick his ass at my normal size; the smart part of my brain was beginning to realize that my pride needed to take a rest. Rob and I both knew he could crush me with no effort, and for probably the first time in my life I was not in a position of being able to intimidate or physically fight my way out of a confrontation like the good old days of high school football. Anger and humiliation filled my mind but not nearly as much as sheer fear.
Rob sat down at a desk, still holding me snuggly in his grip and ignoring my struggles and protests. He reached down in a drawer with his free hand pulling out what looked almost like an angled doll bed; a wooden structure with a soft looking velvet padding angled at about a 35 degrees. It looked like something that would be very comfortable to kick back on and watch a football game on TV (if only it werent doll sized and in the hand of an angry man 100 times my size).
Rob placed me down on the padded bed, holding me there with his thumb as he proceeded to wrap the gold chain around my chest and through a hole in the back of the bed structure. What are you doing?? I asked in demanding fashion, to which he ignored me and continued chaining me down. Rob then gently removed the underwear I still had on, continuing to ignore my groans and holding my legs down to keep me from kicking. Finally, he pulled out one more gold chain which he used to tie down my legs.
Rob sat down at a desk, still holding me snuggly in his grip and ignoring my struggles and protests. He reached down in a drawer with his free hand pulling out what looked almost like an angled doll bed; a wooden structure with a soft looking velvet padding angled at about a 35 degrees. It looked like something that would be very comfortable to kick back on and watch a football game on TV (if only it werent doll sized and in the hand of an angry man 100 times my size).
Rob placed me down on the padded bed, holding me there with his thumb as he proceeded to wrap the gold chain around my chest and through a hole in the back of the bed structure. What are you doing?? I asked in demanding fashion, to which he ignored me and continued chaining me down. Rob then gently removed the underwear I still had on, continuing to ignore my groans and holding my legs down to keep me from kicking. Finally, he pulled out one more gold chain which he used to tie down my legs.