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A breath.
Bated, broken.
It was all she could hear.
She can’t see through the blindfold.
Yet deep inside, she knew something was wrong.
Maya had never felt this euphoric in her life before. But between the abaca fibres tying her hands and feet, the cold, rank air and the quaking sensation all over her body, her mind raced to one thing: torture.
My worst fears had come true, after all.
This must be the government.
After this, I am dead.
I’ll be dead.
No!
But the strangest part of her situation was her companion, the voice and breathing she’d been hearing alongside her own. With the blindfold, Maya had no clue on who she was; as far she knows, she is a woman. Who could it be, though? Maya thought. She was too groggy and preoccupied with the intensity of what she’s feeling now to tell, but her thoughts raced either way — whenever she got a chance to break away from the sensation, at least.
Another witness? Or a dissident? Somebody from my team? Could it be one of my classmates?
Maya moaned again, taking her mind from the incessant wondering to ride another orgasm. How many of these she felt, she all but lost track. At this point, the strain was just tiring her out. And the more powerful the finish, the more difficult it was to suss out how she got to this point, the identity of the person tortured with her, who her torturers even were, and why she’s held captive and put through the strangest, most unnerving experience she’s ever had.
And Maya moaned again, a little sweeter this time, riding the crest as it rose beneath her thighs. It felt good, and wet, and so, so wrong.
Worse, it seems like the other woman was enjoying it much more than she does. Her breathing rasped, at times even hissing, and she rocked whatever it was that’s between their cramped legs that Maya knew she came just from the movement. And that made her come too. Again. Soon, the wave began to build, much like it did before Maya got to her senses. It was terrifying.
I’ve got to get out of here!
But there’s no getting out of here.