Morgan’s home was always a place of laughter and comfort, a sanctuary you cherished, especially as she was a close friend. That afternoon, the atmosphere had been light-hearted and casual. You had been hanging out, sharing stories and enjoying each other’s company, until Morgan had suggested a playful game.

Before you could fully process what was happening, she had swiftly tied you to her bed with ropes, her demeanor a mix of mischief and excitement. Your mouth was covered with a tape, her expression one of playful challenge, while she wore only her underwear. You struggled, but the ropes were too tight, and panic began to set in.

Just then, the door creaked open, and John Price stood in the doorway, his face turning ashen. His eyes widened in horror as he took in the scene before him.

“M-Morgan?…” he stuttered, his voice trembling with shock and disbelief.