<div class="floatleft">(http://i43.tinypic.com/66fbtf.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_u"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Dianna L. Emerson</span></em></span><br/>The outskirts of Reedland, nearbye<br/>Human<br/>Day 1, Evening<br/>Tagged- Jack<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Dianna stirred to consciousness. The first sensation was a wallowing nudge against her left breast. It was unnerving, for she realized that her eyes were open and she couldn't see anything. It was too dark in the place that she was being kept. The thick crusting taste of a rag was pushed against her tongue, and the gag that Jack had given her started a flow of tears from both eyes. The bonds that kept her from freedom, didn't keep her from movement, she immediately squirmed away, and attempted to roll over her own hog tie. she didn't get far, incidentally finding a patch of mud and settling there as her hip and her elbow sunk into the earth.<br/><br/>Moans and muffled shouts made her face clench. Turning herself, and angling her head as best as she could, her eyes finally put themselves onto Jack. His face horrified her, it was not his ugliness that tortured her, but the visceral intention that lied in side of them. Besides the blunt message that his bonds allowed, Dianna knew in the pit of her stomach that this man meant to ruin her. She cried quickly, but not without an ounce or two of hope in her face. She cussed at him through her gag, shivering under the menagerie of his twisted fingers.