You have to find a way.

With no idea what “The dog” is, you can't imagine being eaten can end well, so you know you simply have to escape. Who or what ever the guy was that was just here, you have to think he did you a favor by lifting up your head. The first thing you try is to clamp your legs together to see if there is any way to lift yourself off of the hook. Sadly this does nothing but cause the hooks to dig in deeper and the pressure increases inside of you till you get light headed. Relaxing for a few moments you try the other end. Arching your back as much as you can you try and try to get the hooks in your nose to slip out, but sadly this method again proves useless. A tear wells up in your eyes and your face is wet. Panting for several more minutes you start to loose hope when one last idea comes to you. Whatever is pulling on the fresh new hoops in you nipples is giving you a third point to work on. This time you clench your stomach muscles as tight as you can, at first you are sure this is going to cause your face to be ripped off your head, but no you can feel your body lifting up and soon you are suspended by your tits and ass, rather than your face. Finally you are able to move your head to the side and twisting and pulling works the hook free at last.

The effort is so intense you basically go limp the instant the hook slips out of your nose. As you do the straps pulling at your nipples doesn't hold up and you suddenly flip forward, the hook pops out of your ass, and after about a one eighty flip you land hard on your back, crunching your arms under you. Sadly down on the ground is only part of the problem. Your arms are still in a sheath on your back, and your legs are bound together as well. You let out a bit of a yell in protest, but of course the ball gag absorbs most of it. Wriggling about on the floor you try first to get a foot up to the bindings on the alternate leg, but while you can almost hook a toe in the bindings you can't get anything to work free. But as you do wiggle more and more you are able to push up with your hands and work and worm your way up and forward till you flip up onto your legs. Suddenly upright an idea forms in your mind. Using your body to hold down the end of the sheath over your arms you are able to twist and work harder and harder, constantly pulling down on the sheath and working your arms. Finally your left hand slips out of the sheath. This one little victory is enough to get your energy back and seconds later you are able to reach back and pull your other hand free. The instant your hands are free you set to work on your legs. The bindings don't seem to even have an opening, but you can push them down and wriggle them loose till finally you can straighten your leg. The muscles in your leg ceases the second it is free in a terrible Charley horse and for a second you are sure you have either ripped a tendon loose or something, but rubbing your leg you get it to stop. Lying there stretching your legs you finally reach up and pull the ball gag out of your mouth and off of your head. “Oh fuck.” You quietly gasp as you can once again take a deep breath. For possibly far to long you simply lie there and pant, so happy to be free from your bindings.

Still you are in hell or the abyss or whatever that demon said. You can't open the door that stands in your way. Oh ya and you are most likely locked in a dungeon. “So what the fuck do I do now?” You ask yourself aloud, eyes scanning the dimly lit room. Standing the first thing you realize you have to do is get the damned harness off of you. Sure you are now naked, but somehow the harness seemed almost more revealing than simply being naked. As you go to toss it in a heap you do see it has something useful, the rings that hook the lengths of chain you can pull off and straighten which something tells you that you might just be able to pick a lock with these with any luck. Quickly looking around you see a large locked chest, then of course is the door out. You go ahead and try both of them, and sure enough they are both locked. If there is anything worth taking in the chest you should surely try to open it, but then again if they get back before you are gone you might just be dead. Still, other than your new jewelry, a ball gag, some horrifying and heavy **** devices, and that disgusting harness, you don't exactly have anything anymore. The creature that captured you seems to have taken everything you had. Not to mention you don't seem to be able to do magic since whatever the succubus did to you.

Still. Eying the chest you have to wonder if you can pick the lock.