Ashes House/Plumber/Hide
From Create Your Own Story
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The room goes quiet, you look around, no sign of the clown in sight. You are not that lucky though, as you begin to crawl out on the other side a sickening, cackling laugh followed by the most scariest face you have seen pops in front of your head. You let out a scream only matched by the chuckles of Mr. Mime as he wraps gloves around your arms and pulls you out. | The room goes quiet, you look around, no sign of the clown in sight. You are not that lucky though, as you begin to crawl out on the other side a sickening, cackling laugh followed by the most scariest face you have seen pops in front of your head. You let out a scream only matched by the chuckles of Mr. Mime as he wraps gloves around your arms and pulls you out. | ||
| - | Next thing you are | + | Next thing you are aware of are straps tying you down to the bed. You are stripped and vulnerable. You must have passed out from the fright, but your nightmare has just begun. You look up to see Mr. Mime staring back. A stalwart face goes from sullen to a grimacing curved smile of pure terror. Mr. Mime wants to play and you are his new toy. |
If becoming a Mr. Mimes sex slave was your goal in life. You just succeeded. Congratulations! You won! Ya sick freak... | If becoming a Mr. Mimes sex slave was your goal in life. You just succeeded. Congratulations! You won! Ya sick freak... | ||
Current revision as of 22:36, 18 March 2014
You try to duck and crawl underneath the bed. Your body hits the floor hard, knees and elbow scraping along till you are completely under. Boom! Goes the door smacking hard against the wall nearly coming off its hinges. You peek behind you as best as you can, colorful shoes making way around the bed. Oh man, you think, I'm about to be raped by a clown! Are you turned on you wonder?
The room goes quiet, you look around, no sign of the clown in sight. You are not that lucky though, as you begin to crawl out on the other side a sickening, cackling laugh followed by the most scariest face you have seen pops in front of your head. You let out a scream only matched by the chuckles of Mr. Mime as he wraps gloves around your arms and pulls you out.
Next thing you are aware of are straps tying you down to the bed. You are stripped and vulnerable. You must have passed out from the fright, but your nightmare has just begun. You look up to see Mr. Mime staring back. A stalwart face goes from sullen to a grimacing curved smile of pure terror. Mr. Mime wants to play and you are his new toy.
If becoming a Mr. Mimes sex slave was your goal in life. You just succeeded. Congratulations! You won! Ya sick freak...
THE END?
