You're tied up.

You awake to find yourself very tightly tied up in a chair. You have a piece of duct tape covering your mouth, so you can't speak. As you lose the dizzyness, you can look around the room. You're not in the livingroom anymore. Instead you're in something that resembles a big basement. It's full of couches and tables, and somewhere close to you, you see a box full of sextoys.

'He woke up,' you hear a voice say. You recognize it as George

'Great, then we can begin,' Adam says.

'Are you sure this is not a bit ****?' George asks. But Adam shushes him.

Suddenly they both walk from behind you, into view. Adam is the first to talk.

'Hey mate, you alright there? Not too tight?'

You don't make a sound.

'Fine, fine,' he continues. 'Now, since you fucked me over, pretty royally. Me and my girlfriend, I must say. Or, Ex-girlfriend actually - fuck that slut -, I feel like there must be a reckoning. I mean, I can't just let it go can I?'

He focusses this last question on George. He looks at you and says; 'Yeah, that wasn't cool man.'

You get more and more angry at these two idiots. Had they forgotten what they did to you in high-school? Or had they never fully realized that you knew, and still wanted to play innocence? Either way was furiating.

'So, anyway,' Adam continues. 'We thought of a fitting ****. It must seem obvious to you right now.'