"Please. Just do it for me." Alicia said to Rebecca as she frowns her face in a comedic expression. "You'll like her. I know you will. You two have so much in common."

Rebecca sat on the sofa next to her friend, apprehensive on whether or not she should go on a blind date Alicia has set her up with.

Rebecca let out a conforming sign. "Alright. Fine." She said as she looked at Alicia reluctantly.

"Yes! Thank you so much." Alicia said. "You guys will have fun. I promise. She's really nice."

Rebecca smiled in hopes that Alicia was right about everything.

Three days later, Rebecca and her blind date, Carmen, sat across from one another at a 5 star restaurant and sipped some alcoholic beverages while they waited for their dinner entrees. Carmen seemed shy, but that didn't stop Rebecca from inquiring about her date.

"So, what do you do?" Rebecca said with a smile on her face.

Carmen looked up at Rebecca with a slightly mischievous smile on her face and said "For business, or pleasure?"

Rebecca blushed. Her eyes jolted around in nervousness. "Either or I guess." She said, curious what her date was going to say next.

"Well, I collect things." Carmen said softly.

"You collect things?" Rebecca inquired "What kinds of things?"

"All sorts of things really." Carmen replied

"Is that for business or for pleasure?" Rebecca asked in a slightly humorous manner.

Carmen snickered and smiled at Rebecca as she began to open her mouth to respond.

"Can I get you two ladies some more drinks?" The waiter interrupted unaware that the two ladies were in mid conversation.

"Um yes, I'll have another glass of wine." Rebecca replied to the waiter as she looked up at him.

"Scotch. Rocks." Carmen said as she swirled the remaining ice in the bottom of her glass.

"Will you excuse me? I have to visit the ladies room." Rebecca said to Carmen as she stood and pushed her chair out from the table.

"Of course." Carmen said with a smile and a nod as she reached to the table to grab for her purse.

About 3 minutes later, Rebecca returned to the table to a freshly poured glass of red wine.

As she sat, Carmen picked up her also topped off scotch glass and said "I'm glad Alicia set us up on this date. I was worried at first, but I can see she knew what she was doing."

Carmen extended her glass across the table to Rebecca to signify a cheers. Rebecca picked up her glass and leaned it in towards Carmen's scotch.

The two glasses tinged together, and the two ladies each took a drink from their respective glasses.

Several hours later, Rebecca felt woozy. Her arms and ankles were sore, and she didn't understand why. As she began to come to, she opened her eyes and saw nothing.

Black.

She attempted to lift her arm to rub her eyes, but neither arm would move. She inhaled deeply through her nose, but it was very hard to breathe. It was then that she realized that something was terribly wrong. She noticed that she wasn't sitting, laying or standing on anything. That she was suspended in midair.

She shifted her legs but they were held in place behind her by a chain attached to something wrapped around her chest.

She tried to yell for help, but some sort of large cloth was stuffed inside her mouth. She could feel a sticky material, like tape wrapped over her mouth and all around her head. 

She began to get restless and tried to move, but it was no use. She could feel her entire body swinging slightly with each minimal movement.

She could hear the sound of metal on metal clang and jolt above her. She discerned that she must have been suspended by a metal chain, but where?

She didn't know what was above her, or what was below her. How high was she suspended?

It could have been an inch, or hundreds of feet.

She tried again to cry for help, but her voice was muffled so much, that she could barely even hear her cries herself. How would someone else hear her?

With all the confusion and speculation about what, where and why, she didn't realize that she was completely nude.

Completely nude other than the strict leather that held her body prisoner. She pulled and tugged on her restraints, but it only caused her to become tired and sorer.

Her heart was racing and her breathing became more drastic. The tight leather hood surrounding her head made it next to impossible to breathe, and with each panicked breathe, it became worse and worse.

She fought her leather bindings ferociously, but she would never escape them. They were much too tight and much too secure. Whoever did this knew what they were doing.

Carmen! Who else would have done this to her? She was the last person Rebecca remembered seeing.

Why?

Rebecca tried to calm herself to make her breathing regulated.

She tried to scream for help again, out of pure instinct, but remembered that she had been thoroughly gagged.

Was it really Carmen who did this to her?

And if so, why?

Where was she?

How would she get herself out?

Would she ever get herself out?

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