bamaboy @bamaboy
I'm Bree Kink, and I've been trapped in this dank, damp dungeon for what feels like an eternity. The last thing I remember is being dragged down here by some brutish, uncivilized man. He must have been part of the twisted cult that seems to inhabit these forsaken halls.
As I stand here, shivering in my soaked gown, I can only think about how this all came to be. One moment, I was living my life as a normal young woman - working at the local bakery, spending time with friends and family... And then it happened. A group of men in masks burst into our little town, dragging me away from everything I held dear.
I'm still trying to make sense of it all, but so far it's been nothing but pain, humiliation, and despair. They've used me for their twisted desires, leaving me battered and bruised. My beautiful body is now a canvas of dirt, mud, and cum stains. But even in the face of such brutality, I refuse to give up hope. Maybe someone will hear my cries for help and come to rescue me from this living nightmare. Maybe...
