Chained in the Basement, Please Help
Copyright© 2009 by Meghan Hill
Chapter 9
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 9 - 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 bouncing up and down. I got a can open!
Took me a while to figure out how. I beat them on stuff and against each other for ages. Yesterday ate 1/4th the mac and cheese I've been saving.
But then I thought about the toilet. The lid on the tank is porcelin of course, and pretty thick. So I took it off, and slammed it against the side of the sink, and managed to break it in half, at an angle. So it comes down to a pretty good point. Then I lay a can down on the floor, and punched down on it, and managed to knock a hole in the top of it.
I can't get the lid all the way off, and I had to lick some spilled soup up. Which was gross, I should have cleaned the floor before trying this.
Anyway, soup today and I should be able to get the rest of the cans open soon.
So, anyone know any good recipes for water chestnuts, cheese mix, soy sauce, and peaches?
By the way, my toilet paper dress? Almost totally worn out, and almost used up, too.
I need to get out of here. Please.
Love, Meghan
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