Strike off into the Deepwoods even though it is cold and dark
From Create Your Own Story
You rise slowly to your feet and proceed into the Deepwoods. The cold seems to seep into your bones, and the darkness seems to grow ominously thicker.
You try to proceed cautiously, but you can hear nothing. You have no idea which way to go. You eventually ease up on you caution and move a little bit faster. As you step around a large tree, a hand moves with the quickness of a striking snake and clamps a rag over your nose and mouth. You instinctively gasp, and as you breathe in a strange-smelling vapor you fall instantly unconscious.
You filter back to consciousness. You're lying on something soft. You try to open your eyes, but you can't see a thing -- apparently you've been blindfolded. You move a hand to remove your blindfold, and are intercepted by the strong grasp of someone else's hand around your wrist.
"You're awake," murmurs a soft, feminine voice in your ear. "Now let's get you ready."
Ready for what? you wonder. You don't have to wonder for very long, as your hands are drawn behind your back and your wrists tied together with something soft. The unknown female guides you to another room, and you sit down on a toilet. After performing a necessary function, you are stood up and given what feels like a sponge bath. Her hands seem to linger as she carefully cleans your groin, and you stiffen at her gentle touch.
"I see you're ready," she husks. She lifts you into her arms and carries you, then sets you down on what feels like a bed. She unbinds your wrists, then arranges you spread-eagle and face up before tying your wrists and ankles to what you assume are the four bed posts.
"Who are you?" you manage to ask.
"I'm Louisa," she giggles. "And you're lucky I found you. The Deepwoods are no place to wandering alone." She pauses. "But you're safe here with me. Absolutely no one can get through the outer defenses to this place."
Before you have a chance to reply, Louisa's body presses against yours and her lips lock onto your mouth. You part your own lips and her tongue invades. Her hand continues to stroke your fully-erect rod, and you shiver.
When she finally breaks the kiss, you feel her body slide upwards. A nipple pushes against your mouth, and you obligingly suckle for a few minutes.
Louisa lifts her chest away from your mouth. "Now that you've warmed me up," she purrs, "I need more." She nibbles your neck teasingly. "Would you prefer to 69, or would you like me to ride your pole?"
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 4 | |
