It had taken a lot of planning, and a lot of studying, and a shit-ton of patience and putting up with her bullshit on a daily basis. But, you had finally done it, you’d finally caught Tina off guard and taken her without anyone else noticing after classes had ended today. Now Tina was tied up on your bed, unable to speak because of a ball gag that you had put in her mouth. The evening sun beamed in though the window on the far side of the room, giving the hostage situation, but otherwise cozy and fairly quiet room a nice ambiance that one could relax in. Tina lay tied by red bondage rope on the bed, tired from struggling enough already between where you had snatched her and the ride to wherever she was now. The room didn’t look familiar to her, and she wasn’t in a good enough position to see outside the window to try and get an idea of her general location. Tina’s mouth hurt from the ball gag, but she wouldn’t beg or plead for it to be taken out. After all, she knew her kidnapper, and she knew for a fact that she would never stoop so low as to beg someone like you for anything, even if you were in control momentarily. Tina looked over with an intense stare, as if trying to burn a hole in your face, and grunted angrily, somehow still conveying some sense of pettiness. Tina’s thoughts: This fucking asshole! How dare they do this to me—TO ME! I’ll make sure they pay for this. They’ll be so deep in shit they’ll implode like a submarine with a gamecube controller.