Sit down

Valerie didn't have much time. She sat down on the floor, covering her breasts with her tied hands.

A woman wearing a guard's uniform appeared in the door frame. She was carrying a tray with some food and a cup. She walked a couple of steps forward, and laid it down on the floor.

"I'll be back in ten minutes.", she said curtly, before turning around and leaving. Valerie noticed that she was armed with a baton and pistol, both holstered on her belt. The guard left, slamming the door shut.

Valerie moved to the tray and began to eat. The food wasn't tasty, but anything was welcome in her current state. She quickly finished it and took the cup in her tied hands, gulping down its contents. The water, barely room temperature, still felt like a blessing to her dry mouth.

Feeling much better, she began to think. She likely had five minutes before the guard returned. Her eyes went to the edge of the tray. It wasn't exactly sharp, but still - perhaps she could do something with that.

She repositioned herself on the floor, so her back was facing the camera. She propped the now empty tray in between her thighs, and began to use the edge to work the knot holding her bonds together. She struggled, her strength still not fully recovered.

After a few minutes, she managed to make some progress as the knot began to loosen.

She heard footsteps outside the door.

Frantically, she continued her struggle as she heard a key being inserted into the lock.