Beg her to let you out

From Create Your Own Story

"Please don't lock me in," you say quietly. "I'll do whatever you want."

A predatory smile spreads across her face. "Whatever I want, huh? That sounds like it could be interesting."

You don't like the look on her face, but you also don't want to be stuck in the locker. It's already becoming hard to breathe in the cramped space.

"I don't care what you have in mind," you reply. "Just get me out."

Half an hour later, you're about 15 miles out of town. The tennis girl, who has introduced herself during the ride as "Bethanie,", pulls her car into a driveway.

"As you can see, this is a private area," Bethanie says with a smirk. "And my house is soundproof." She pulls a syringe full of a clear liquid from somewhere and injects your neck with it. You pass out instantly.

When you awaken, you're manacled to a bed in what appears to be a basement. Sex toys are on hooks along every inch of wall, or so it seems.

"Welcome to my play room," Bethanie says. "Now let's play. Remember, you said you'd do whatever I want."

She whispers into your ear. "Pick one," she says.

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Bethanie's Play Room

MP 0
Level 2
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