Bakery (Dom)

You remember that at the bakery are still flour and yeast to make bread. Maybe you really should make some bread. Who knows when you will get something to eat again. And you still have the spoon which is needed to make the dough. So you hurry right to the bakery. Luckily it is nobody else here. So either you and Stacy are the only players who searched the bakery or nobody is able to make bread.

The smell of flour, salt and yeast fill the air. You waste no time and start making the dough. When the yeast is added it can rest over night. But you are not even ready with filling a bowl with water when suddenly someone opens the door. The Game has already started and the ten minutes are over. You didn't thought that you would have to fight that early. Armed with the wooden spoon you peek through the half open door. But it is no groop of femdom hunters with whips and chains. It is only Stacy, the wealthy brat you had beaten an hour ago. She looks lost. Unsure and nervous she rubs her left arm.

Well, she seems to be alone and you are not a monster. So you open the door completely and reveal your presence. Stacy, surprised by your sudden appearance, shrugs together and stumbles an excuse. She also makes an attempt to go on her knees but isn't sure if you want this. You instead roll your eyes and grab her by the shoulder. You drag her in the working room and close the door before someone else can see you two and gets the silly Idea to attack you here.

"So, you are back," you say, "did you thought about my offer to train you?"

"No," answers Stacy immediately, "wait that's not right. I did. I thought about it a lot but that's not the reason why I am here right now. I ... I am afraid to ask but ... do you have something eat?"

"What about the food we got at the start of the game?" you ask and look at her, "don't tell me that you already had eaten everything."

"No, I haven't," answers Stacy and looks embarrassed to the ground, "during the introduction somebody sneaked behind me and stole my food from my backpack. I noticed it later when I was on the streets and my backpack was still open. So I hoped I could use the flour here to make some bread. Even if I haven't done it before. But now that you are here, you are better in cooking than me. So ... would you help me please? If you give me something to eat I will repay you after the game ... or in the game if you are that kind of guy. And since you know how to make bread you would be able to make more food. You wouldn't notice the difference."

You look at her quite. Her bitchy attitude isn't as strong as before. But is she really going to sell her hot body for something to eat?