“mmmppphhh…” Rebecca groaned into her gag. The 19-year old girl sat on a hard wooden chair…somewhere. In all honesty, she had no idea where she was. A thick scarf was tied across her eyes, keeping her in the darkness. She’s had it on when she was brought here, and she’d had it on in the two days since then. Another scarf was pulled between her teeth, muffling her whimpers. It was only removed when they fed her, twice a day, one of her captors feeding the helpless girl.
Rebecca’s arms were lashed to the arms of the chair with rope. Her feet were similarly tied to the chair legs. Each coil of rope, every knot had been pulled as tight as possible, with no regard given for her comfort. Several times during the day, she was untied, to allow her some exercise and relief, always with her blindfold kept on. At night, her hands and feet were tied and she was allowed to lie down on a bare mattress, to get some sleep.
Three days ago, Rebecca had