A WOODEN BALL? The fucker gagged me with a wooden ballgag? Bastard! But that's what I get for smarting off I guess and now he left me tied upstairs knowing that if I want to get away the only choice I have is to somehow drag my bound body all the way down the stairs without myself. It's a game we play often but he's outdone himself with meanness this time, especially this damn wooden ball in my mouth but since I have no choice I start my journey and hope for the best. I don't see him anywhere but I know he's watching as I cautiously make my way down one step at a time, my hands hurt like the d... Show more