You’d worked for years to get out of this sick relationship with your controlling ex-girlfriend. I was hard. You had to trick her into taking the cage off. The you ran, naked, into the night. You’d been arrested but you managed to get free.

So you’d been horrified half a year later when she showed up in the city you’d moved to, at your gym. For a while she just smirked at you from across the room. After several weeks, she approached you while you were bench pressin and held the bar down on you so you were trapped.

“I’m not here to get you back, loser. See, you signed a contract. I own you for life. Just making sure you know that.” Then she kneed you in the crotch, very hard, and walked away. 

After that she left you alone for a while. You even met a girl. A nice, normal one. She liked how gentle and kind you were…