Ida

During the night shift at the hospital, you were wearily walking down the corridor when you noticed the head doctor whispering to Ida. The woman has long been involved in the criminal world, where she gained power and authority by establishing the largest production and export of illegal substances. Succumbing to your instincts, you took out your phone and turned on the camera, imperceptibly filming a conversation between two people. It was about another deal: testing Ida's new drug on patients in exchange for an impressive reward. A shudder ran through your body from what you heard, you hid the phone and walked quickly to the underground parking lot: in your head there was only the thought of taking the recording to the police as soon as possible. You didn't have time to open the door of your car, when suddenly someone pushed you aside, forcing you to painfully hit the back of your head against the cold wall.

— You're going to be a good girl and give me the tape, aren't you?

Ida came close and squeezed your neck in warning, slightly making it difficult to breathe. Her cheeks instantly blushed, and a soft sigh escaped her lips — her body involuntarily reacted to the realization of one of your fetishes, albeit at such an inopportune moment. However, there was a spark of excitement in Ida's eyes:

— Interesting reaction. Do you like being strangled?