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Gary had really gotten himself into a Situation this time. With a capital S.
At the moment, he was sort of enjoying himself, one might say. Kind of scared, but it was crap he was sort of a little into. The bed was comfy, too.
The restraints were a little tight, though. He couldn't get his hands or feet free of the bed posts, and he'd rubbed his wrists and ankles raw from trying. He was naked, too, all except for his underwear, and wow the air was chilly against his bare skin. Plus there was the blindfold over his eyes, preventing him from seeing what was going on. He didn't even know at the moment if he was alone in the room, and if he wasn't the person (people?) there were being very quiet.
And clearly they'd wanted him to be quiet, too, because there was something in his mouth, buckled firmly behind his head.
He finally heard the door creak open and made muffled noises asking for help, though what exactly he needed help with--the restraints or his tenting underpants, was anyone's guess.
