"I'm going to need to do some research and think about this. In the meantime, I need to make sure you don't go anywhere..." she says as she puts an upside down glass over you, trapping you on top of her countertop. You banged against the glass, but it barely budged. Satisfied that you couldn't get away while she was distracted, Val opened up her laptop and got to work.
You continued to bang away at the glass, but Val simply ignored you. Exhausted, you slumped against the edge of the glass.
There had to be a way out of this. You tried to slow your breathing and think.
Suddenly, you had it. It came from the most obscure pop culture reference - an old Disney movie you saw years ago. There was a scene where the small heroes were trapped under a crate. They couldn't push it up, but they could slide it to the edge just enough for you to slip out. That was your way out!
You looked up at Val, she was supremely focused on her laptop. She seemed to be very happy with whatever it was she was finding. You had to move quickly.
You pushed against the small glass with as much force as you could. Once again, it budged. Just a bit, but it was enough to give you hope. You continued to push and every inch the glass moved gave you hope, and with hope you got more and more energy. Finally, you were within range of the table's edge. You knew you had to be careful not to knock the glass over and alert Val.
With one final push, you got enough space to slip out. As you fell to freedom, you covered your mouth to keep from shouting joyfully.
You landed with a thud on a table stool. You stood up to gather yourself and take stock of your surroundings.
As you looked around, your heart sank at what you saw. Val's eyes locked directly on you.
She stood up slowly and pulled the stool out away from the table.
"Lucky for us Tony, trained little men go for a much higher price than new, unused ones. So let's get started with your training, shall we?" she said with a smile as she turned and slammed her full ass directly on your body, smashing you flat beneath it.
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