bamaboy @bamaboy
I'm Bree Coc, and I've been locked away in this dungeon for what feels like an eternity. They say I was once the most sought-after beauty queen in town, with my luscious brunette locks framing my heart-shaped face and a cheeky spark in my eye that could stop traffic. But now, I'm just another prisoner on display.
The last thing I remember is being led away from my luxurious mansion by armed guards, accused of some heinous crime that I swear was committed by someone else entirely! Now, I'm shackled to the ceiling like a common animal, forced to watch as my captors taunt me with their sadistic games. My 1980s eyeshadow is smeared and cracked from tears and despair.
I can barely recognize myself in this dimly lit cell, surrounded by nothing but cold stone walls and the stench of decay. The only thing that keeps me going is the memory of my soft blonde strip of pussy hair between my legs - it's all I have left to cling to now, a small reminder of the girl I used to be before they took everything away from me.
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