Literature
Fallout 3 Tickling II
Reilly, leader of the mercenary group Reillys Rangers, woke with a start. Her first instinct upon waking was to get out of bed, but as soon as she started, she realized how wrong everything was. For one thing, this was not her bed. Nor was she lying down. Nor was she in the compound. In fact, it would probably be quicker to name what was right: nothing. Her ranger combat armour lay in a heap beside her, leaving her clad only in her green bra and panties. She quickly realized her arms were tied above her by what felt like bands of Brahmin leather. She was sitting on a chair, and there was a rope around her waist and a second around her t