Victim: finish shaving
From Create Your Own Story
You step back out of your box and resume shaving your legs. Right as you finish up, a cloth is placed over your nose and mouth from behind.
Someone must have been as quiet as a mouse! you think. I didn't hear a sound!
That's your last thought before the chemicals on the cloth cause you to pass out.
When you regain consciousness, you blink your eyes a few times and shake your head to try and clear it. Your body still feels heavy-limbed, as if the knockout drug is still affecting you. A pleasant smell is emanating from your body.
"It'll be a few hours before you're back to normal," a voice says. You focus your eyes and look up. A tall, willowy blonde in incredibly elegant clothing, wearing a diamond necklace worth more than most houses, is examining your body. You look around and realize you're lying naked on a bed, and a collar-and-chain set around your neck is attached to a metal ring in the wall.
"You've been asleep for 36 hours," the blonde continues. "By the way, I'm Sarah, your new Mistress. My husband Thomas, your new Master, will be back in about 90 minutes. Our personnel have taken blood and skin samples from you for months, confirming that you're disease-free. The bathroom is through that door, and we will keep you fed properly. Do not resist us and we will treat you well. You've been bathed in rosewater and rubbed with aromatic oils. If you try and fight back... no one will ever miss the homeless woman. I doubt anyone even knows or cares that you're missing."
You pause to take all this in. After a moment, you unsteadily get to your feet and wobble to the bathroom. When you finish, Sarah helps you lie back down on the bed.
"Have you ever serviced a woman?" Sarah purrs. "If you're not comfortable with it, I don't think Thomas will object if he gets first crack at your body. He's a young 'un, only about 22, but he couldn't resist me. I'm 37... you pick up a lot of little tricks with experience."
| Status | |||
| Gender | Female | <- Equipment -> | |
| Age | 25 | Nothing | |
