One of my evil exes

I met her and thought she was cute. Big eyes, long lashes, she looked like a kitten. Not tall, quite the opposite; high heels that made her look sexy and naive at the same time. And brains; she had plenty of it. More than she could handle. Or she did everything on purpose.
She certainly wasn't a kitten. A spider more likely.
Realization came late. My body tied down, my heart run over, my personality shattered, my mind being sucked out.
But I managed to pick up the phone and call the emergency. Got out. Broke free.
For a while.