The escape code is on her body in the dark.
Enjoy..
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In the absence of any knowledge of where she was or why she was there, her eyes fixed on the only visible artefact in the vast darkness: a dimly glowing keypad requiring an eight-digit keycode. She could feel she was naked, a chill on her skin with the prickle of a recent full-body shave. She could barely move, her wrists cuffed to each of her ankles, which were held in place beneath her, made to kneel with her feet dangling off the edge of the soft padded surface she was on, straddling a man she couldn't see.
When he spoke, she realised who it was at once. It took only a second to place the voice, and her heart sank at the realisation.
"H-hello? What's going on?" he asked, but she could only mumble into her ball gag in respon
