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I was glad that he had only gotten hold of my right leg, although it was the stronger one. I slide my knee up his middle, making him grunt before I thrust him. He thought I was being playful as he continued to do what he wished. He pulled my hands towards his head, repeatedly brushing his thumb over them.
Then I kicked him powerfully right where I had rested my knee. The impact made him draw away and I took up the minute to get myself back together. I turned my reddening face away and went to loosen the ropes around Mel, who appeared to be half-asleep.
He got around my blind spot and caught me off guard. I dragged away from the chair before he came to hover over me. He had started to play the game more dangerously.
My arms were yanked to the side as he tried to drop something into my mouth. He forced a tube from his mouth into mine. Then the realisation hit me.
