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Patience is a Virtue!

Community, a brand-new original story, created on the spot. Hope you like it — and that you like Giulia too. Who knows… maybe you’re the one about to walk through that door tonight. Premise Giulia was furious. After a long night at the karaoke bar, she couldn’t find a single taxi. The public transport had already stopped running, and there were no Ubers in sight in this chaotic part of the city. Frustrated and cold, she gave up and started walking home in her tiny, tight dress and thin little jacket. The night air bit at her skin, and her high heels made every step painful. She had no idea that someone was watching her from the shadows. “She’ll do perfectly.” Scene 1 A sleek car pulled up beside her. The driver — a handsome, well-built young man with a dangerously charming smile — lowered the window and offered her a ride home. It didn’t take much persuasion. Inside the warm car, the conversation flowed easily. She told him about her disastrous karaoke performance, laughing at herself. He was funny, attentive… almost too perfect. After about twenty minutes, Giulia noticed they were heading in the completely wrong direction. Scene 2 The car stopped in a dark, isolated area. He locked all the doors. In one smooth motion he pulled out a gun and pointed it at her with a calm, predatory smile. “If you’re so bad at singing,” he said softly, “maybe you should practice on my ‘microphone’ instead. I promise it’ll improve your skills.” She had no choice. Trembling, she leaned over and began “singing.” Scene 3 Once he was satisfied, he moved her to the back seat, kept the doors locked, and ordered her to cuff her own wrists behind her back with the handcuffs he kept between the seats. “We’re going somewhere much nicer,” he said with a smirk. They arrived at an isolated building on the outskirts. He made her walk ahead of him down into his basement. Scene 4 The basement was dimly lit and chilling. Several barred cells with simple beds lined the walls — some clearly used recently. Heavy, reinforced doors stood at the far end. He pushed her into one of the cells, forced her down onto the bed, and taped her ankles and soles together with thick black duct tape. “You’re going to be sold abroad,” he told her casually, “but first I need to teach you some proper manners.” Scene 5 True to his word, he gave her a long, slow foot massage… using his hard “microphone” on her tired, stocking-clad soles until he finished all over them. Before leaving, he put her in a strict hogtie, limiting her movements even more. “This is part of your training too,” he whispered. A short while later he returned, untied her only to bind her even tighter with leather straps, and forced a bright red ball gag into her mouth. She was now completely helpless. Scene 6 He carried her into one of the mysterious rooms behind the heavy doors and secured her to a special table with multiple straps. After a while he changed her position, placed her in front of a large screen, and said: “Watch carefully. We’re going to do exactly what you see in the video.” The video showed another girl who had been in this exact room. He kept his promise. Scene 7 A few hours later the same thing happened again — different position, different video, same result. Scene 8 Once her “manners training” was complete, he took her into the next room and bound her tightly on the floor. He wrapped black duct tape around her wrists, arms, torso (above and below her breasts), thighs, and ankles, completely immobilizing her. As he pushed the red ball gag back into her mouth, he leaned down and said: “You’re ready now.” He stood up and headed toward the door they had entered from. “I’m leaving you here. Some men will come to pick you up soon.” He pointed to a reinforced door on the opposite side of the room. And so Giulia was left there — tightly taped, exposed, gagged, and utterly helpless on the cold floor. In that moment, she bitterly regretted not being more patient while waiting for a taxi.