Victim: ride with him to his place

From Create Your Own Story

You obediently get in the car, and he takes you back to what you think is his home. When you get there, nobody else is home, and he takes you down to his basement.

"It's nice and quiet down here," he says, groping your breasts as he talks. "You can scream or cry out for help, and it won't do you any good. Unless it gets you off, anyway."

He turns you to face him. "Strip," he orders, and pulls a leather collar off a shelf. "This is all you should be wearing."

You:

Status
Gender Female <- Equipment ->
Age 14 Nothing
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