When I tried to rub the sleep from my eyes, I noticed that I could not bring my arm down. Looking up quickly, I saw that my wrists were tied securely to the corners of my bed frame, keeping my arms high above my head. A quick check confirms that my legs are also tied down in a similar fashion that left me nearly completely immobile. First confusion, then annoyance swept through me.
"What the- who would do this?" I asked my bedroom, but again it refused to answer me. Wriggling and pulling on the restraints, I tried to get even a little slack. My efforts were wasted as I realize I can't even stretch the rope and the cuffs are in no danger of unbuckling. Tied spread-eagle on my bed, I felt my senses tingle a bit as a gentle breeze wafted in from the slightly open window, caressing me softly...
"Dammit!" I exclaimed loudly. The breeze helped me finally notice that I was stark naked in my bed. Whoever had done this to me had thrown my covers to the ground and stripped me entirely nude before tying me up. And they were pretty good at restraints too, as even with my newfound conviction to cover myself I was completely unable to find if the slightest freedom.
My attempts at escape just tired me out, and eventually I simply decided to give up. Lightly breathing because of my straining, I began to think about the situation. There'd be no reason to strip and tie me up just to leave me like that, so whoever my captor was would probably return to tease me. At this point though, I was still a little unclear as to who would've done something like this.
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