caelcormac
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jul 6, 2012
Tyler's head swam and throbbed as he awoke and looked up at an unfamiliar ceiling. He was lying on a pretty comfortable bed but his body felt so weird and sore and he couldn't for the life of him remember how he got here, or where here even was. He tried to rub his face but when he tried he found that he couldn't. He tried again and found that his arms were stuck and he looked over to see why and found that he was bound by a chain and a pair of cuffs to the headboard of the bed. His heart thumped in his chest and he tried not to freak out. He was chained to a bed somewhere. It was probably just a prank, he told himself. Any minute now his friends were going to bust in here and tell him it was all a joke. He tried to sit up and discovered that his legs were bound too. His ankles were bound together by a pair of larger cuffs with a short chain betweent them. If he somehow managed to stand up all he'd be able to do was shuffle around unless he got them off.
He took a deep breath and looked around the room. It was bare, with a plush carpet on the floor and concrete walls, with high narrow windows that looked to have been sealed up pretty good. He was pretty sure he was in a basement somewhere, but this was the cleanest basement he'd been in. There was no clutter, no dirt and no cobwebs. It was just the carpet, the bed, and him.
"Hello? he called out, "Is there anyone there?" Without waiting for an answer he started to tug at the restraints on his wrists. There was a little bit of give at first that gave him hope that he'd be able put pull them out and free himself, but he quickly found it was no use. He was stuck and the cuffs were really starting to bite into his wrists. He tried to remember how he got here but it was no use. The last thing he remembered was coming home and having his neighbor call him in to her house to help him. She was older but still pretty hot so Tyler had no qualms about being a 'big, strong man" for whatever it was she had needed. But after that it was blackness.
"Okay, you've made your point. I'm seriously ready to go now!" he called out again, giving the room another look around. The only thing worth looking at was the bed, which just had to be king sized. It had comforter which he was sitting on top of and a handful of pillows that he was propped up on a little so that he would wear out from hanging by his arms. He flopped about helplessly on the bed, trying to see of he could move it but it was no use. The bed barely shook and he wasn't even getting the springs to make much noise.
He took a deep breath and looked around the room. It was bare, with a plush carpet on the floor and concrete walls, with high narrow windows that looked to have been sealed up pretty good. He was pretty sure he was in a basement somewhere, but this was the cleanest basement he'd been in. There was no clutter, no dirt and no cobwebs. It was just the carpet, the bed, and him.
"Hello? he called out, "Is there anyone there?" Without waiting for an answer he started to tug at the restraints on his wrists. There was a little bit of give at first that gave him hope that he'd be able put pull them out and free himself, but he quickly found it was no use. He was stuck and the cuffs were really starting to bite into his wrists. He tried to remember how he got here but it was no use. The last thing he remembered was coming home and having his neighbor call him in to her house to help him. She was older but still pretty hot so Tyler had no qualms about being a 'big, strong man" for whatever it was she had needed. But after that it was blackness.
"Okay, you've made your point. I'm seriously ready to go now!" he called out again, giving the room another look around. The only thing worth looking at was the bed, which just had to be king sized. It had comforter which he was sitting on top of and a handful of pillows that he was propped up on a little so that he would wear out from hanging by his arms. He flopped about helplessly on the bed, trying to see of he could move it but it was no use. The bed barely shook and he wasn't even getting the springs to make much noise.