It seemed like it had been forever that I was trapped in  that box. It used to be my place to go to be alone, and clear my head. My own little solitary room. My home. Now it was a prison. Entrapped. No way of getting out. Fortunately, I still had my guitar so I was able to play that to help pass the time.

After what was at least an hour, Mina came back. She had gotten dressed in her pajamas, but her towel was still in her hair. She picked me up out of my box and set me on her bed. She walked around for a minute, but I couldn't see what she was doing.

She eventually came over to her bed, and stood in front of me, facing away. She took the towel out of her hair, and shook her hair out. Of course, I got drenched in the water from her hair. But that wasn't even the worst part. What I saw next was what scared me the most. She was going to sit on me. I was about to be sat on, again. Only this time, they were fully aware of it. I tried to run, but once again, it was pointless. I almost got away, but as she sat down the weight of the bed immediately went down, creating a down hill slope straight to her butt.

At first, I got it easy, she wasn't on top of me, but I think she noticed, and adjusted her weight so she was directly on top of me. The only good part was my head was sticking out, so I could at least breathe. Her pajama pants were fluffy, so it wasn't scratching my skin. The weight of Mina on top of me would have killed me, but the bed took a lot of the weight off. But it still felt like a semi was on top of me.

"Ooh, this spot on my bed is sooooo comfy. I think I'm going to stay here for a very long time." She said, teasingly. And she did. She stayed there for a very long time.

She eventually laid down, with me still underneath of her. That made it a lot harder to breathe. Eventually, she rolled over. But didn't make any attempt to grab me. I figured she was asleep. This was my perfect chance to escape. I slowly started to make my way across her bed. I eventually reached her stomach. That was when she rolled over, and nearly crushed me. Her stomach was literally a few inches away from me. ( a few inches at my height that is, which probably equates to a millimeter.) I started to move more quickly. I started sprinting. I eventually got up to her face, which I thought was good, but not so much. This was when she woke up. Her eyes shot open, and were staring at me. She quickly snatched me up, squeezing me. I felt like every bone in my body was about to snap. She released her pressure, and held me up to her face.

"You better have a good reason for being there. It almost seemed like you were trying to escape. " she said, angrily.

"No no no! I was simply admiring your beauty, Queen Mina. " I pleaded. She thought about this.

"Alright, I'll allow it. Don't forget what I said about escape attempts. They are not advised. They will end quite badly for you. Now, I'm going to put you in your room, and you're going to sleep. Got it?"

"Yes, Queen Mina." I replied.She looked at me like she was about to complain about attitude, but she didn't say anything. She set me down in my box. She blew a kiss at me and said

"Goodnight, cutie. " and then winked at me. With that, she left me. I missed Amelia. I wanted her back. I needed her. Mina very well could kill me. Microphiliacs can get violent very quickly. Considering some of the things I've read online, they can get pretty creative. Now, Mina is most likely the first one ever to actually get to fulfill her fantasies. And I'm the one who she's using to fulfill them. I wanted Amelia back. That night, I cried myself to sleep. I really hoped Amelia would find a way to get me back soon.