"Ah, Ms. Durham, you are awake. Good."
"Oh, sorry about the formalities. Do you prefer Kimberley, Kim, or, uh... Oh! How rude of me. There's no microphone in that room right now so I can't hear you answer. Not like you could anyway."
"You're probably wondering who I am. Well that's something I'd rather keep private. For now, call me Mistress Six. Mistress for short."
"By now you're probably wondering where you are and how you got in this mess. Let's start with the obvious. You're tied up in perfectly smooth, high quality, bondage rope. Shipped in directly from Japan, so you know it's high quality. It's quite thick so cutting it off will be near impossible, and the important body parts are tied up quite tightly, so attempting to squirm out is futile."
"Let's get the unimportant information out of the way first, because I want you focused on the important information you're going to need. Your 'friend' Darren was the one who told me that you'd be interested in my little game. Now whether he's a jilted lover, someone you "friend-zoned" or a vengeful ex is none of my business... and, to be perfectly honest, it's irrelevant to the task at hand. The next part, however, is vital, so I suggest you give me your undivided attention right now. Are you listening, Ms. Durham? I hope so, because I am about to begin and I will not be repeating myself."
"You're currently sitting on the fourth floor of a newly built condominium building off Walnut Street by Kennedy Road; room 403. When you exit the front door, there is a stairwell to the left and a set of elevators to the right. The front door is unlocked and there are a few residents already moved into this building. Look to your right, outside the sliding doors. Across the street is an office building, numbered 621 Walnut Street East. I am sitting right now on the 8th floor; apartment 812. My door is also unlocked. Your clothes and possessions you had on you are safely kept here, safe and undamaged. The time is currently 1:51 in the afternoon on Thursday, May 24th. The weather is sunny with small wind gusts and 62 degrees. 10% chance of rain."
"The objective of my game is quite simple. Be in my office before sundown. If you do, your clothes will be returned, you will be given privacy to get changed, and we will escort you back to your apartment in my own private limo. There's more, but we'll wait to reveal the grand prize."
"I know what's going through your mind now. Right now you're probably thinking to yourself that running around naked where there are a lot of people are walking around is insane, inconceivable, and impossible. But Ms. Durham, I can assure you, that this is quite possible. In fact, I could have made this much harder for you. I could have locked the door to my office and hid the keys and forced you to find them. I could have bound your ankles, making it impossible to run. I could even have done it downtown where the population is doubled to what you'll face to face here in the uptown. Hell, I could even have not bound you, leaving you to feel even more exposed. However, all of that would have been too difficult for your first try. You see, if you'll indulge me for a second, I have this theory... a philosophy on life, if you will. Life is a game, and it's set to easy mode. You, and everyone else in this boring world, walk around wherever you feel like with clothing that protects your inhibitions, and you and you don't even think twice about it. So I believe that changing the scenario slightly, such as removing your clothing, only increases the difficulty by a small factor. Have you ever played video games before, Ms. Durham? If so, don't think of this as impossible. Think of it as "Normal Difficulty". And if you like it, we can increase the difficulty and make it a much more exciting challenge."
"Enough rambling, Ms. Durham. Sunset is reported to be at 5:47, so I suggest you get a move on. Failure to make it in time will result in us leaving the office and you out to dry. I will leave your possessions here, but you'll have to find a way back home, among all of the other situations you will need to find a solution for. If you cover yourself up in any way during the game, or figure out how to cut or loosen the rope, your participation is considered forfeit. If you tell anyone about what's going on, write down any information so others can read it, or divulge my name and location to anyone, including the cops, we will be gone from the office, disavow any knowledge of the events, and will burn your clothes so that you will have no choice but to find your way home in your current state of undress. Do you understand, Ms. Durham? Do not try anything funny. Don't think for a second there's a way out of this. We have eyes and ears on you every step of the way and one suspicious tread in the wrong direction and we will abandon you in a blink of an eye; leaving you with nothing except the wind brushing against your exposed wet pussy, eyeballs giving awkward stares on those hard nipples, and the racing thoughts of what the worst case scenario could be. Am I making myself clear, Ms. Durham?"
"Well, I think that's all the rules. I hope there's no animosity between us, Ms. Durham. All I want is to have some fun, and to share that fun with others. However, if you choose not to participate, I completely understand. Just relax in this lovely condo. If you're still here in the next hour, one of my assistants will bring your clothes to you, and you'll be free to go: no questions asked. You'll never hear from me again and you will never have to participate ever again. I really hope you choose to play, Ms. Durham. It may be an embarrassing state to be in, but once you go through with it, there's no better feeling in the world. Trust me, Ms. Durham. I mean you no harm. And, if you go on, no harm will come to you. I promise. Good luck, Ms. Durham. Let the game begin..."
"Oh, before I sign off, I should let you know that if you choose not to play, you are still welcomed to walk around and enjoy the condo. It's a lovely one bedroom and one bathroom suite, perfect for the bachelors and backstretches in this city. If you're interested in purchasing this property, I know a guy that could give you a great offer. In fact, today is the open house for this very apartment, and I'm sure there are a lot of potential buyers coming by to check the property out!"
"Have fun!" *kisses*
Tags: bondage, bdsm, ball gag, rope bondage, f/f
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Story by Standard Error |
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Artwork by Emmanuel Xerx Javier |
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