You stand up and look around. You are standing in some sort of dark room with old style chairs with lace and candelabras. Of across the room is a fireplace that is roaring with life and warmth.
Out the window you see what looks like an old European castle. It looks like perpetual twilight outside. As you continue to look out the window a door opens behind you. You spin around and see a woman standing at the door. She is a young lady with very pale skin, almost chalk white. Red blood red hair flows to the small of her back. Her lips, shaded black smile at you. She is dressed in a tight black corset over blouse the color of her hair. The clothing push up her already ample breasts. Her semi-transparent fingerless gloves had a black leaf pattern, and she wore a suggestively short skirt to show off her thigh-high PVC boots, which were shiny and sensual and gave great contrast to her smooth pale flesh.
Circling you see eyes you up and down, appraising you. Come back to face you she smiles broadly. Running her hands through your hair she says. “My, look what the rabbit hole brought to us this time.” With a snap of her pale fingers, you find yourself with your hands bound, hanging from the ceiling. You are just high enough that you can barely put your toe on the ground.
“Yes, we will have a lot to work with. Lots to change, clothes, attitudes, sexual preferences, with maybe a fetish or two thrown in. When we are done with you, you can decide to stay or leave,” says, running a riding crop down your chest. |