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Playtime	By : AeliaDouglass Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series) Views: 23945 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Fallout, or anything in the Fallout Franchise. I do not make profit from fanfiction.

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It was the pain that woke her.

She hurt everywhere. Every muscle screamed, every joint throbbed. Even her teeth hurt, clamped down tight on... something. She tried to touch it, to feel what was in her mouth, but her hands... her hands were trapped. They were stretched above her head, but she couldn’t feel them any longer. They had fallen asleep long ago.

She couldn’t feel her clothes, either. The realization that she was naked shocked her. Her eyes snapped open, but all she saw was darkness. She blinked, feeling her eyelashes brush against the fabric .

She tried to remember, but with the pain she couldn’t focus. Couldn’t make herself remember why she hurt, why it was dark, why she was tied. Maybe if she started with something small.

She wiggled her toes. Felt a sharp pain, and the grit of dirt beneath them. That was hardly helpful. With a little wobble, she tried to pull her spread legs back together, but her ankles were tethered. There was some give, but not much. Her midsection seemed to be rope-free. She took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. It hurt, but it also cleared her mind a little.

She had to escape. After that, well, she’d figure it out. Clothing and weapons seemed like a good start.

Carefully, quietly, she began to tug downward, hoping to bring some feeling back to her hands, hoping maybe she could slip her bonds... hoping for... well, anything, really. Nothing happened, of course.

Panic bubbled up, twisting her stomach into knots as she began determinedly tugging her arms, small, muffled grunts escaping from her with each deliberate pull. Desperately, she squeezed her eyes shut, hoping against hope that it was all just a bad dream, that she’d wake up and it would be nothing.

She was afraid to open her eyes again. This couldn’t be real. Her breath came more quickly as the hysteria set in. She tried to draw her knees to her chest, or pull her arms down. She struggled harder against her bonds, unintentional sounds of pain and fear bursting from her with each terrified jerk. Tears began to gather in her eyes, barely falling from her lashes before being absorbed by the dark fabric. A breathy sob shook her as she went limp, her head falling forward.

It could have been moments, or it could have been hours before she heard something, a soft sound, breaking the silence. Was that... laughter? No. It couldn’t be. But it was. She strained to see through the fabric covering her eyes, knowing it was hopeless, but not knowing what else to do. Fear made her nauseous, but she held her breath, hoping to hear more, to figure out where the laughter had come from, but the silence had once more settled over the area.

“So you’re awake?” The voice was masculine, and soft, coming from just beside her right ear. A small squeak escaped her lips as she jumped away from the voice. Her shoulders screamed with the sudden movement, something in her wrist popped.

“I’m glad.” This time the voice came from her left. It took all of her willpower to not jump again. He was toying with her. Enjoying this. The sick fuck.

A hand caressed her bare breast and she screamed, jerking against her bonds. The ropes cut into her skin, and she felt something warm and wet run down her forearm.

“I’ve been waiting so very long for you to come and play, Veronica...”
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