"Well don't you look sexy?" You say as you step back and look at her. She tries to look over her shoulder at her wrists, but she's not very good at it and quickly gives up and looks back at you, wondering what you're going to do next.

Looking around the cabin, you find some ragged sheets. Sheets that look like they were stabbed at some point, oddly enough. But you don't really care. You care far more about how easy it is to tear them into strips of cloth you can use to have all kind of fun with Samantha.
Give her the works.
End Of Story

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