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Chapter 15
by the_devil
Go through with this or get out now?
Get out of there
You pull on your cloths as best you can and run from the house, very aware of the cuffs attached to your body.
Eventually you arrive home and try with no success to remove the cuffs. Eventually you fall asleep on the sofa, until a noise in the house wakes you up.
Suddenly you are grabbed form behind by several huge men wearing masks. ON of them come from behind to stand before you. He examines your wrists and ankles, and then looks at you with cold eyes.
"You stole something of mine". He takes out a bottle, and pours something onto a handkerchief and places it over your face.
You try to struggle as a sweet sickly smell starts to make the room swim, but eventually you black out..
...
You awaken and find yourself unable to move or see anything. Your hands and ankles are securly fastened and you get the horrible feeling you are over the stool that was mentioned in the IM conversation with The Black Master.
After a few moments you hear foot steps behind you and someone stops close and then stands still.. you quiver as the silence stretches out, 10 seconds, 20, 30 seconds. You then hear the footsteps move to stand in front, and you can smell aftershave, a very masculine fragrence.
You start to panic your mind has changed, you dont want this. You try desperatly to beg for release but a ball gag in your mouth reduces your plea to a mumble.
Your heart beats faster as the feet quickly move behind you. You feel leather straps being wrapped around your thighs securing them to the stool legs. this renders your legs immobile and spread slightly apart.
You are now completely helpess, and face down, legs apart and secured. You feel another strap wrapped around your back and under the stool securing your chest, and another just below it.
This forces you to arch your back slightly and the effect is to thrust your buttocks into the air. You have never felt so vunerable in your life. You hear the Black Master kneel by your side, and you feel hot breath in your ear and a deep male voice says
“You are mine, you filthy white thieving slut”
Is the Blackmaster still genuine in his profile, or are you in serious trouble?
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