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After the Trapstress had left, Knightwoman began frantically trying to extract herself from her bonds. It took a lot of straining to get at her utility belt so she could use an automatic lock pick to get out of her cuffs. With here hands free, she went to work on the wrist of chains and cuffs that held her in place. It was easy at first but the box was quickly filling up with sand. By the time she had gotten to the last chains holding her legs to the floor, she was having to feel around in the sand as it was up to her elbows. She freed herself just in time to use a glass punch in her belt to shatter one of the glass paynes, which sent the sand running out of the glass prison. Knightwoman emerged from the box and stretched her body. SHe was really sore. She wondered how long she had been restrained like that.

After she was finished stretching, she remembered that the cameras where still watching her. After glaring at the them, she walked over the the control panel and turned them all off. As she walked across the floor, it became very clear to her that she was now barefoot. It was becoming clear to Knightwoman that the Trapstress had a sick sense of humor. And more concerningly, a bizarre affection for her. Knightwoman couldn't help but wonder if she was serious about sucking her feet while she was ****. Knightwoman shook her head. Whether it was true or not, she was going to pay. She made her way to the room's entrance and stepped out into the hallway. She then realized that she had no idea where she was in the building. She was lost in a house of traps. Maybe it would be wise to stay put. She could maybe lure the Trapstress into a trap. But she was still on her turf. Maybe staying put wasn't the best idea.