I woke up with a sharp pain behind my eyes, and some sort of blindfold in front of them. I vainly tried to remember what this week's safeword state was.
"Kansas?"
The blindfold was removed, but rather than my wife, it was a rather surprised looking thug.
"How the fuck did you know where we are?"
I glanced over him.
"Oh I know lots of things. For example, I know that if you don't let me go, Suzi is going to get a bullet to the head."
I'm lucky he didn't realize I read his tattoo until I was free.
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