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...And Everywhere in Chains... — Description
Awakening this time seemed both harder and easier to TK; it seemed to take longer, but by the time she did regain full awareness of her surroundings, her mind seemed to be a lot clearer than it had the last time. Of course, that only served to make the shock of her predicament all the sharper, but having her wits about her was definitely preferable to the alternative. If those wits would do her any good at all in this situation...

It felt to TK as if miles and tons of thick chains had been wrapped around her, holding her all-but immovably against the smooth, plastic-rubbery surface of an institutional-style mattress. The air of the room was filled with a musty, slightly moldy odor, leading her to believe she was in some old building - or at least a place that was not very well-kept. She could barely raise her head - there were even chains wrapped around her throat, running off to the corners of the bed's frame - but what little she could see seemed to confirm her suspicions. Whether she was above or below ground, she couldn't be sure. However, once she saw what else was in the room with her, she had eyes only for that one thing, the rest of the world burning away in a blaze of furious outrage.

"Wow...you bounced back a lot faster than I expected ya to. Almost didn't get ya all wrapped up in time!" The wicked white tigress smiled from ear-to-piercing-laden-ear, nose crinkling in dark, savage amusement at her captive's angry distress.

"Grrrrrlf...." TK growled around the slick rubber ball which seemed to fill her mouth and propped her jaws open just a hair farther than they were accustomed to going. The straps bit hard into the corners of her muzzle, but all-in-all she figured it could have been worse. Somehow...

"Good! Ya've still got your spirit, at least. Wouldn't be much fun, otherwise..." The pale villainess' eyes roamed up and down TK's helplessly-restrained form, sizing her up like a horse at auction. Then she clapped in a gesture of girlish glee that seemed totally at odds with her physical appearance or the nature of the present situation. "Oh, I have soooo many games planned for you!" she crooned ominously. "We're gonna have so much fun..." There was a purely predatory gleam in the evil feline's eyes that it made TK's skin crawl beneath the layers of chains. She had to get out of here...and soon. Even the stalwart young tiger-woman quailed at what this madwoman's idea of "games" might be...and at what might pass for "fun" in her twisted mind...

"Well, you just stay in bed there and get some rest. You're gonna need it for the hunt," TK's wicked tormentor rasped, far too breezily. "TTFN!" With that, she swept around and left the room, chuckling to herself in sadistic, mocking mirth.

The creak-thud of the old door closing sounded to TK like the slamming of a prison cell. Yet this was one prison she fully intended to escape - no matter how dire or hopeless the situation seemed. And so, she started jerking and writhing against the chains, trying desperately to find some weak point in the all-encompassing, steely web...

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