Rachel and I have had plenty of friendly wagers in the past with both winning some and losing some. So when I proposed a wager that she couldn't escape from the steel stocks she didn't think twice. She knew her hands could slide right out of them but unfortunately for her, so did I. Even through her gag I could see her cocky grin dreaming of the moment I would have to pay up. In her distraction, she doesn't notice the addition of handcuffs until it's too late. With them tight around her wrists, she has no hope of slipping out. Confidence switches to dread as she realizes she'll be spending the next several hours bound in this uncomfortable position. Rachel tries to concede hoping for another fate but she knows the rules and I've never bent them yet.
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