zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I woke up to the sound of snow falling outside my cabin made of logs. It's been weeks since I've seen anyone else out here, and I'm starting to lose hope. My dark eyes scan the room, but all I see is this freezing cold space that has become my prison.
My black hair is a tangled mess, and my fair skin is pale from lack of sunlight. I have no idea how long I'll be stuck here, or if anyone will ever find me. The only sound is the creaking of the wooden floor beneath my bare feet as I pace back and forth, trying to keep warm.
I'm scared, desperate for any sign of life outside these walls. My medium-sized boobs press against my chest as I move, a reminder of the beauty that lies within this body. But it's not just about physical appearance; there's something deeper inside me calling out for rescue. Will anyone hear my cries? Or will I be left here forever, with only my thoughts to keep me company? My arms are raised in a futile attempt to ward off the cold as I lay naked on the coarse wooden floor, shivering under the weight of my own desperation.
How can you help me today?
