Chained in the Basement, Please Help
Copyright© 2009 by Meghan Hill
Chapter 12
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 12 - I was kidnapped. I'm chained in a basement and my kidnapper is gone. Please help find me.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa NonConsensual Coercion Fiction BDSM Humiliation Voyeurism
I spent all night last night sitting up in bed, watching the potato chip bag. I've been thinking about rats and mice. Surely if there are some, they'd come out at night and sneak some chips out of the bag, right? But, nothing.
I'm not sure what I'd do with a mouse. I don't know if I could kill it, or eat it. Maybe I'd make it a pet. Or tie a message onto its little leg and send it for help.
But, there don't seem to be any critters down here with me. Or they don't like barbeque potato chips. Or the lights keep them away. Did I ever mention that the lights down here are always on?
Anyway, last night I thought of a way to get the potato chips. But, I might break the vibrator doing it. I think I'll try it tomorrow. So if this is the last message from me, that's what happened.
Meghan
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