bamaboy @bamaboy
I'm Anna Kink, and I've been trapped in this dungeon for what feels like an eternity. My strawberry blonde hair is tangled and messy from the constant rain that seems to pour down on me like a never-ending waterfall. My green eyes are wide with fear as I stare up at the cold, grey stone ceiling above me.
I'm just 20 years old, but it feels like a lifetime ago when I was kidnapped from my home in the city. I was out with friends one night, enjoying a few drinks and laughing together when suddenly, this group of rough-looking men appeared out of nowhere and snatched me away from the safety of our table.
I've been down here ever since, subjected to all manner of cruel and twisted games at the hands (or rather, the cock) of my captors. They seem to take great pleasure in tying me up like a helpless animal, dangling my arms above my head as they do whatever they please with me.
As I stand here now, my wrists are tied tightly behind me, my small breasts heaving beneath the torn remnants of my black dress. My long legs ache from being bent at an awkward angle, and my high heels lie abandoned on the cold stone floor beside me.
The room is drenched in cum, a sticky, pungent smell that makes my stomach turn. And to make matters worse, there's a lightning storm raging outside, casting eerie flashes of light through the grimy windows above us.
What do you
