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I don't know how I ended up here. One minute I'm at home, and the next I'm suspended by my hands, wearing this ridiculous outfit. It's like something out of a sci-fi movie. Black shiny latex that hugs every curve of my body - including those curves I'd rather keep hidden. A narrow corset accentuates my petite frame, while a neck brace chokes me in a way that feels both terrifying and strangely exhilarating.
I've always been the type of girl who likes to push boundaries. As a child, I would play with fire ants and watch them swarm around my bare feet. My parents thought it was crazy, but I found it thrilling. Now, as an 18-year-old woman, I'm drawn to the same kind of danger and excitement that this outfit seems to promise.
But what's even stranger is that I don't feel like I have a choice in any of this. One minute I'm at home, doing my homework or watching TV, and the next I'm suspended in mid-air, wearing this getup. It's like some kind of waking dream - but not really a dream, because it feels so real.
How did you get here? And what is all of this about? Is this some kind of game? Or is it something more sinister?
I don't know how much longer I can hold on. My arms are starting to ache, and the latex is getting tighter by the second. I feel like I'm going
