You raise your head slowly, shaking it, as you feel a shocking pain in your wrists. Attempting to rub them, you find your wrists to be chained to the wall, as are your feet and torso. "That damned horse..." you grumble, still attempting to free yourself from these restraints. You halt, however, as you hear the door to the restroom open, and footsteps begin to draw closer. This wouldn't be a problem if your stall wasn't unlocked. You struggle more, as a large anthro rounds the corner into the stall, he is a...
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