Victim: Tell him it's fine

From Create Your Own Story

"Come on in," you say.

The man squeezes into the box with you. You were expecting a fellow homeless person, but this man is surprisingly well-dressed.

"Who..." you start to say.

"Call me Mr. X," the man replies. "I'm now very rich, but when I was a young boy, my mom and I lived on the streets. It's kind of a way to remember my childhood, but I spend one day a week wandering the streets and pretending I'm homeless as well."

You nod, intrigued. Mr. X pulls the box fully shut, leaving you two in the dark and practically pressed together. You feel a pair of lips delicately brush your neck and let out a soft, almost inaudible moan.

A hand slides under your dress. You feel Mr. X gently caressing your legs. Then his hand makes its way to your slit. You instinctively spread your legs slightly, allowing him to slide in two fingers. When he finds your clit with his thumb and begins softly scissoring his fingers inside you, you moan louder and begin to tremble.

You feel his mouth meeting yours, keeping you from screaming as he expertly works your pussy. You shake and quiver as he brings you to climax. You break the kiss and feel his hand slide out.

The noise from outside has stopped. Mr. X opens the box a crack, enough to admit some light, and licks your honey off his fingers.

"You're a horny little slut, eh?" he purrs. "I could use a good slut as a sex slave. It'll be a better life than living on the streets."

"Slave?" you repeat, curious and horrified at the same time.

"Yep, you'll sign a nice contract and everything," he grins. "So what do you say?"

Shake your head and tell Mr. X to go on with his life

Nod and let Mr. X take you back to his dwelling

Status
Gender	Female	<- Equipment ->
Age	25	Nothing