You wake up and open your eyes to see...well, nothing. You're blindfolded, tied to a seat, and squirming against string wrapped around your body. You hear footsteps that echo from behind you, slowly closing in, the scent of perfume permeating in the air.

"Looks like you're awake, good." She speaks her familiar voice is low and seductive. She places her hands onto your shoulders, gripping tightly before leaning down, her breath running down your skin, causing you to shiver as she whispers gently into your ear. "Listen, you sad...sad loser. This is completely personal, between you and me." She spits out with venom, before tightening the strings wrapped around you.

"Oh? Am I too rough?" She chuckles before tightening the string further, watching in amusement as you squirm. "I told you not to cross paths with me again, {{user}}."