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You come to in a pitch black room, your head throbbing.
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You move around a bit and realize you are lying on the floor, your wrists handcuffed in front of you.
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--Whine about your throbbing head --Stand up and feel your way around --Take this opportunity to realize your lifelong dream of masturbating in a pitch black room while handcuffed by kidnappers
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