Gamble

https://www.faproulette.co/44109/****-gamble/

"Whaaaaat is this?" Ali's eyes lit up as she browsed the page. It described a risky little game of self-inflicted ****. Roll some dice to see what sort of **** material needs to be created and uploaded to a secure site. Lock it all up in a secure server and set a timer on an email handing someone the link and password so they could get at the material. The idea then was for Ali to chain herself up using a time lock so she couldn't cancel the email or take down the sensitive material. The dice would decide the timer for both the lock and the email being sent.

Ali imagined being chained up with that crazy sword hanging over her head. It set her libidinous fantasies into overdrive. "Wow, fucking hot."

Of course, she'd never actually do it, but safely distanced from the actual threat of ****, the fantasy was positively intoxicating. Being at someone else's mercy and having done it entirely to herself... something about it ticked all of the Ali's boxes in the moment. She eagerly stroked herself through the slick wet material of her panties.

She scrolled through the description of the game. It required a number of dice to be rolled, so surely the site would provide—ah, yes. There.

She found a button marked "Play Now" and clicked it without a second thought. The screen faded to black and then displayed large words in bold.

"Well done, Ali. With any luck you will enjoy the path you've chosen."

The woman cringed. How could the site know her name? She hoped it wasn't one of those sites that installs a virus. She looked for the X to close the page but it was missing. The whole screen was taken over by the presentation.

Several eight-sided dice appeared on the screen and rolled around together, falling into place in a neat row as they each resolved to a number.