No Tape Can Hold Me

Description: Taped down and going nowhere, or so it seems. my wrists are wrapped tight in layers of unyielding duct tape, locking my arms to the chair. i flex and twist, feeling the sticky grip stretch and strain until it finally gives way. next, the tape crushing my chest is no match for my strength, muscles pressing hard against the restraint until it rips apart. last are my ankles, bound together in a solid cocoon of tape. with one final surge of power, i tear through it, leaving nothing but shredded tape on the floor.