By Justin I
S: You’re looking good, sort of like a man but not really.
F: Big talk for the guy not tied up.
S: True.
Sam then began flexing his muscles, sending ripples across his enormous body. Slowly caressing his own smooth and blemish-free tanned skin.
S: You’re not wrong. Tell me this, even without the restraints do you think your chances of beating me in a grappling match are any better?
I swallowed but with as much of a position of power I could assume, laying in this bed bound and helpless.
F: Sure thing, but I’ve got the higher tolerance for pain. You’re nothing but a weak little beta.
I could tell I had stirred something in Sam’s mind. His sinister eyes glanced around, and a wicked smile crossed his face. Leaving the room for a brief moment, returning with a wide white roll of self-adhesive medical wrap.
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