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I lost track of time, it was just a haze of pain for me. I must have been knocked out from a stomp to the head or just a lack of air but when I came to I was elsewhere. I could still hear the beat of the dance music pounding through the sorority house but it was fainter. My costume was also a bit different. Jerking fully awake I realized that someone had taken off my outfit, duct taped my legs together, duct taped my hands together and put more across my shoulders and then had replaced the costume! What the hell?!
The girl that had saw me early smiled down at me.
"Wakey wakey pervert."
Fear coursed through my veins. What was going on?
"Hmm you were so banged up, your body was all a mass of bruises. Poor little dummy, I almost felt sorry for you, almost." Her face twisted, "But I could never feel sorry for such a sick freak like you. I knew that you were taking a pounding, eventually someone was going to notice you or you would have enough and try to get away. Not gonna happen dummy. You're going to pay for being suck a weirdo."
My jaw dropped, what was she going to do?
"Oh yes I almost forgot the final touches," with those words she took out a pair of dirty ankle socks and stuffed them into my mouth and then put tape around it. Replacing the mask and the rest of the costume I was not helpless and unable to speak.
"No you can't call for help. And now its time to drag you back to the party. The party still has hours and hours to go. At some point a heel is going to crush your windpipe. Or maybe a platform will crush your nose. Or maybe the pressure on your chest will be enough to finish you off. Either way you are going to die your executioners won't even know it!"
I scream for help but the sound was completely muffled and with the incredibly high volume of music there was no way anyone would be able to hear me! Raw panic filled me.
"So ta ta little dummy, I hope you had a nice life you freak! I'll be sure to have my sorority sisters move you right into the middle of the room where everyone is dancing. Laughing she blew me a kiss and walked away. I desperately tried to struggle out of the duct tape but it was duct tape and I was horribly battered already. Soon three girls arrived to drag me back onto the dance floor. I recognized the girl who had taped me up as one of the three. One of her friends said, "Geez why is this so heavy?" The girl flashed you a smile and responded, "Oh I think it was done to make it more real. It also will last a lot longer on the dance floor that way!" Her other friend chimed in, "L O L, so true. I'm going to pretend he's my ex-boyfriend and stomp it all night!"
Helplessly you were dragged back to the dance floor...
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