You lie there helplessly tied to the floor, having no choice but to stare up at the patterned blue ceiling. Even if you could, calling for help would be pointless. You rigourously test your bonds and can't understand why you can't break free. Strength is your super power afterall. You should be more than capable of breaking free but your despearte struggling is futile. You have no alternative but to lie there and wait. Wait for the inevitable arrival of the wicked Mistress Pain! All kinds of things run through your mind about what she might have planned for you and none of them fill you with cheer.
A few minutes later, the door opens...