What's next?
try to saw away at your bonds
You try to adjust your sopping panties, but it's no use. With your dignity gone in this position, and your arms aching, and the threat of Jabba's majordomo close at hand, there's only one thing left to do: try to free yourself from this dungeon.
Your hands grasp the piece of wire and you continue cutting...
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