Raven likes to believe she can escape anything. A quarter inch of steel locked around her wrists and ankles won't be breaking apart anytime soon. She smiles at first as she tests the strength of the bar. Realizing there's no easy escape the smile fades only to be replaced with a ballgag. Beads of sweat form on her brow threatening to add to the pool of drool under her gag. She realizes all too late that her arrogance that everything is escapable has bit her in the ass this time. In desperation, Raven keeps glancing my way looking for sympathy but knows she's in it until the end.
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