Chained in the Basement, Please Help
Copyright© 2009 by Meghan Hill
Chapter 6
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 6 - 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'm sorry about yesterday. It's hard to keep myself positive in this situation, and I just lost it, is all. Didn't mean to take it out on you, and I hope you're still reading this, because you're really my only hope.
Anyway, I realized today that I could make a toilet paper dress. I don't know why I didn't think of this before. I've seen crazy stuff on the internet before about whole toilet paper bridal gown competitions. My dress is not that good, because I only have a few rolls of toilet paper, but it's nice to be fully covered. And it was good to have something constructive to do.
Ok, I've been putting off explaining the masturbation thing, because it's embarrassing. The first week I was in here, I never saw my captor. He would talk to me over a speaker from the other room. And he'd remote control the computer to make it play porn videos all the time. Did I mention there's a camera in the part of the room I can't reach? Yeah, just like in the stories on here...
Anyway, after that week, I guess he decided it was safe for him, to let me see him. Then on what I think was day 8, he brought in this vibrator. It has a long cord that plugs into a USB port on the computer. And it can tell if I use it. So I have to masturbate to get time on the computer. And it's making me do it longer every day, just to get the same hour's time.
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