Cadence is standing in a grimy old garage, her wrists handcuffs above her head and a gag in her mouth. She has no idea how she got there; the last thing she remembers is being at a party and drinking something that tasted a little strange... then waking up here. She struggles, knowing that there is no way out of the tightly-closed handcuffs. Her level of alarm increases when a masked man enters the garage brandishing a pair of scissors. She watches in horror as her begins to cut off her dress. The scissors are blunt and it takes some time, snipping, tearing, and more snipping, until finally no...
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Cadence is standing in a grimy old garage, her wrists handcuffs above her head and a gag in her mouth. She has no idea how she got there; the last thing she remembers is being at a party and drinking something that tasted a little strange... then waking up here. She struggles, knowing that there is no way out of the tightly-closed handcuffs. Her level of alarm increases when a masked man enters the garage brandishing a pair of scissors. She watches in horror as her begins to cut off her dress. The scissors are blunt and it takes some time, snipping, tearing, and more snipping, until finally no...