Trickery

Blake steps inside the new house and the air feels wrong. Something cries from down the hall. She finds the cage first, then the red-haired woman inside it, wrists lashed, a ball gag stuffed between her teeth. Blake drags the cage open, hauls the woman out, yanks the gag free, and fumbles for her phone to call the cops. The redhead comes alive. She slams Blake to the floor, knees pinning her arms, rope snatched from the cage floor now circling Blake’s wrists. Blake’s shirt is ripped open; her own bra is balled and forced between her teeth. The captive works fast, looping more rope around Blake’s ankles, cinching her tight. Blake thrashes, but the woman’s hands are skilled. Soon Blake lies hog-tied on the floor, gag soaked, eyes wide while the redhead stands over her, smiling, already reaching for the empty cage.