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In the dimly lit room, our anonymous enthusiast dons a form-fitting leotard, the stretchy material molding to his body. He secures his wrists and ankles to the chair with intricate knots, leaving just enough slack to reach the timer on the table. As the countdown begins, he wriggles, the spandex constricting as he tests his bonds, the clock ticking down towards his impending release... or is it?