Try to remove her hands from the handcuffs

From Create Your Own Story

Alison's first task, as she saw it, was to try and free her hands. Then she had to find an exit and somehow escape. All this in the sudden pitch darkness...

She desperately tried to work her hands free of the cuffs. But footsteps were approaching fast. Suddenly, the room flooded with bright light, momentarily blinding Alison. In the few seconds it took for her to blink away the sudden brightness, she was hauled to her feet and her hands, still cuffed, secured behind her and over her head to a ring in the wall. When her vision returned fully, she took a look at her captor, who was speaking to her.

"Hello, my slave. What name were you known as in your former life?"

A tall, muscular man stood in front of her. He was as naked as she. His brown hair was in a military-style buzzcut. She judged his age to be in his mid-to-late 20's. He had a tattoo on his chest of a skull and crossbones, and a jagged scar on his right cheek. Looking further down, Alison noticed his erect penis. It had to be 8 inches long, and it was thick, too. Her eyes widened. She tried to focus on answering the man's question. "A-alison," she managed to stammer.

"A pretty name for a pretty girl," the man grinned. "You may call me Master Tom." Tom noticed where Alison was looking. "All in good time, my dear," he continued. "Yes, I will make love to you, but there's no rush."

"I..." Alison whimpered. "I... um..."

"You are a virgin, my pet?" Tom laughed. "In that case, I promise to be gentle. After all, I don't wish to inflict unnecessary pain on you. In fact, if you do not resist, I will never find it necessary to inflict any pain on you."

Alison looked down at her legs. They were covered in small cuts from the broken light bulb. "I'm in pain now," she managed to say.

Tom sighed. "I'll take care of that." He walked over and produced a needle. "This anaesthetic will make you more comfortable, and we can let your wounds heal after I clean them." The needle found a vein in Alison's neck, and she slid into blissful unconsciousness.

When she slowly filtered back to consciousness, she was suspended by chains from the ceiling. "It's been five days, my pet," Tom informed her. "Luckily, none of the cuts were deep. You should be fully healed. And I've replaced all the damaged equipment."

Alison did not reply. Tom placed a blindfold over Alison's eyes. She heard metallic sounds and felt Tom carrying her somewhere. Her hands were again handcuffed, now behind her back. She was sat on what felt like a toilet and after performing her necessary function, her skin was softly rubbed with what felt like a sponge. "Must have you clean, my pet," came Tom's voice. After the sponge bath, Alison was carried again. She was placed on something soft, and a delicate material touched first her wrists, then her ankles. When her blindfold was removed, she found that silken scarves bound her gently but firmly to a bed. She was naked and spread-eagled.

"Drink," Tom intoned, placing a small bottle of water to her lips and lifting her head upright. Alison gratefully swallowed the contents of the bottle. "Now," he continued, "for our first session I'd rather not devirginize you just yet. Would you prefer to have my dick between your breasts while I tease your clit with my fingers, or would a 69 be more to your liking?"

Alison gulped. After a long moment, she replied...

• "Master Tom, I would like your dick between my breasts."
• "Master Tom, I would like you to 69 with me."

Alison's Status
Memories	None
Evidence	None
Location	Alison is still in the cellar. There is only one door, and she can see that there is no way to escape other than through it. A small alcove leads to a bathroom area.