How Wrong Can Research Go?

I was hanging upside down by my ankles,
caught in a rookie trap, while three hunters dueled over me.
I explained when the winner cut me loose,
“I’m not here for sex submission.
I’m a writer researching virtual roleplay.”
He nodded and smiled. A leash snapped out,
coiled around my neck.
“No Anglais,” he said.

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Okay, this wasn’t fiction, but it happened in virtual reality, which is sort of fictional, right? I’d tell you what happened next, but I don’t want to break any more rules and I’m at the word limit. 😉

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