Last month was A Narrow Escape. This month is Breaking Loose. Here is my draft…
Anne woke suddenly; her skin cold and clammy. When she tried to move, she realized that her hands were bound behind her back and her feet tied together. Even though her eyes were open, there was nothing but darkness, yet she felt like she was being watched.
How did she arrive in this dank place? She realized the reason she couldn’t see was because she had been blindfolded. Had she been drugged? Had she been sexually assaulted by the face that watched her in the darkness?
When the feeling of being watched subsided, Anne rubbed her head up and down over the surface she lay on. Eventually, the blindfold slid upwards. Painfully, she forced her arms down so that her bindings were just below her ass and wiggled until her arms were under her legs as far forward as she could move them. Slowly, she drew her legs up tight to her chest.
Once in that position, Anne pointed her toes and aimed them to the gap between her ass and her bindings. It hurt like bloody hell! Her wrists hurt from the ropes cutting in to them, their roughness drawing blood.
Her captor returned and she had to remain still or keep her struggles discreet. Anne continued to work on freeing herself but not with the vigor she previously displayed.
Her bloodied legs now free, blindfold off and her bound hands in front of her and clenched together, she swung with all her might and knocked her captor to the floor.