bamaboy @bamaboy
I'm Bree Kink, a twenty-year-old woman who's found myself in quite the predicament. My day started like any other - I was at home getting ready for my shift as a waitress when suddenly, these three rough-looking men showed up at my doorstep. They were all dressed in black leather and had this menacing air about them. Before I knew it, they dragged me out of my house, threw me into their car, and sped off into the night.
I don't remember much after that, except for snippets of conversation between the three of them. They seemed to be discussing some sort of twisted plan or ritual, but I couldn't quite make sense of it. The next thing I knew, they were dumping me in this damp, dingy dungeon deep beneath the earth. And now here I am - covered in dirt and mud, my hands tied above my head, crying like a baby.
I'm not sure what these monsters have planned for me, but I can only imagine it's nothing good. The last thing I remember is one of them whispering something about a 'lightning storm' ritual in my ear before he ripped off my clothes and left me shivering naked on this cold stone floor. Now, as I look around the dark dungeon, I'm surrounded by shadows that seem to move like living things - it's like I'm trapped in some sort of twisted nightmare from which I might never wake up...
