Go with Janice
From Create Your Own Story
When you head for the parking lot, Janice puts a blindfold over your eyes. You feel her loading you into her car, but when she finally pulls up, you have no idea where you are.
Janice guides you down a flight of stairs and lies you down on a cushioned surface. You feel your clothes being removed and your limbs being tied up. Then the blindfold is removed, and you blink at the sudden light.
When your eyes readjust, you look around. You're lying on a padded platform in the middle of what appears to be a basement, and chains from the ceiling have been attached to your wrists and ankles.
"I call this place The Slicing Chamber," Janice says. She's dressed in black high-heel boots, a black leather skirt, and nothing at all on top. "Some of my girlfriends with similar predilections share it with me. Well, let's begin."
Janice takes out her knife and slices into your legs -- not deep, but enough to draw blood. She does 3 parallel cuts on each leg. You grit your teeth at the pain but say nothing.
"I'll do your torso next," she says. She carves a large "J" into your upper body. "J, for Janice. That way it's clear who marked you."
The pain is just bearable. She sliced just a little deeper than when she cut your legs. "Do all your... girlfriends... have different initials?" you manage to ask.
"Yes," Janice says. "There's me, Stephanie, Kara, Taryn, Grace, Lynda and Angela." She looks at you. "You didn't make a sound the whole time. And you want to know about the names? How could you think that clearly?"
"It's just pain, that's all," you say. "Nothing to be concerned with."
Janice cleans and dresses your wounds. "Most men start screaming the second I start slicing," she says. "So what do you want for your half of our deal?"
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| Health | Horny | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
