(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)
Toriumi might have been relieved to find herself given some breathing room, had the method not left her literally half-naked. She stared blankly at the torn sight of her own abandoned underwear lying on the chair before her, and still looming over the chair in a way that was uncomplimentary to say the least.
Another quick look around confirmed that she was still unseen. There were ways around this... but first she needed use of her hands back!
Okay, she'd be more careful. She leaned closer to the chair, gently lowering to a knelt stance while shifting her fingers from side to side. Soon, she slowly felt some leverage. The glue was gradually letting her move... and if this kept up, she'd be free completely!
However, the chair was still caked with glue, and Toriumi should have been more careful. Things went bad to worse when she realized the binding substance had ensnared...
