Legacy of pain (Star Wars Fetish)

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A smell awoke Tamwyn, she could smell food and it smelled really good. Her sotmach growled lightly and she opened her eyes. She was shocked to find herself lying in a bed in a large room, "I thought I was dead..." Tamwyn muttered to herself and sat up. Something clinked softly as she did so, looking down she saw the shackles on her wrists and ankles and her eyes grew wide. A mirror was a crossed the room from the bed and she could see the neutralizer on her forehead and the collar upon her neck. "No..."

She attempted to touch the neutralizer but her arms immediately became so heavy and so suddenly that they dropped right into her lap. Tamwyn was now very frightened and examined the shackles again, gently moving her opposite hand to touch her lifted right arm, once the began to feel fatigue she lowered her left hand and felt better. The smell of food distracted her from her compromising predicament and she looked for the source of the smell, there was a tray with silverware and a hawk bat steak. Her stomach growled loudly as she moved towards the food and sniffed it cautiously, allowing her animalistic senses to take over and sense for poison or any other drug. When she found none she began to eat the food, while examining the objects in the room, looking for a potential escape route.