Chained in the Basement, Please Help
Copyright© 2009 by Meghan Hill
Chapter 13
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 13 - 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
Got the bag! The chips are stale and nasty, but it's something.
So, I went all MacGuyver to do it. I had to tear up my pillowcase dress to do it. Now it's a tiny little pillowcase bra, and an absurd "skirt" that's like 3 inches tall. The rest of it I tore into as narrow strips as I could manage, and tied them into a kind of rope. Then I tied the vibrator's cable to the end of it, and I made a loop around the vibrator on the end.
So I could throw this out and just reach the bag of chips, and drag it to me. I managed to not bust up the vibrator either.
There's nothing else I can reach with it though.
So, I don't know how long people last without food, really. I think it can be months? But I've always been a skinny girl, and I've already lost weight on the Cellar Slave Diet. I think I should stop talking about food on here and try to not think about it.
Love, Meghan
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