She’s horny, she’s lonely, but most importantly she does bite (not in a hot way either) Switch bottom developing new kinks at an alarming rate 🔞Minors do not interact🔞 She/her, 27
i think making a concentrated effort to lose weight is making me insane and i think i might try getting into feederism as a somewhat healthy outlet for that.
The other girl in the basement has more chain, and never talks to you. You tried, of course, when you first woke up shackled to the wall. Screamed at her until you went hoarse. You didn't have enough leash to get anywhere near her, or do anything besides lay down. She went about her day, cycling between calisthenics and reading a stack of books next to her nest of cushions. She was probably in her late thirties, and must have been a fitness nut before this.
The captor, because she never gave you any other name, never interacts with her in front of you. She's younger, and talks absentmindedly, but rarely seems to expect or want an answer.
Once every day, she comes downstairs with cattle prod and hood in hand, and takes you from the claustrophobic basement up the stairs, right turn, five paces, into another windowless room. It has only a treadmill and a chair. You refused, at first, and learned exactly how badly a cattle prod hurt. You swore to never eat meat again after your escape.
The captor demands nothing else of you, and answers no questions. She takes the other girl at different times, for far longer, and she returns with deep bruises, sometimes bloodied. You try to be grateful.
Each day you run, as fast as you can, for however long she makes you. The pace ticks up, day over day, and your heart rate settles into a comfortable spot. What had once left you gasping and pleading to stop, spurred on only by violent threats, is now an easy jog.
You couldn't say how long it had been, the day the routine changed. The captor took the other girl, and then came down again for you. Up the stairs, left turn, ten paces, down two short steps and… a breeze?
The hood comes off, and you're outside. It is late afternoon, and you furiously blink away tears. Your prison sits in a small clearing, a cabin with woods sprawling on every side of it. The air, fresh after so long, is thick with pine and so delightfully green.
The other girl is there too - without restraints. Standing, tight as a whip, staring into the woods.
The captor gestures to the treeline.
"Run. You get a five minute head start."
The words take a moment to register. You're weightless, giddy. You have no bearing, but you loved the woods as a child, and the captor does not seem dressed for the chase at all, in a long dressing gown and slippers. You bolt into the trees, the taste of freedom on your lips.
At a hundred yards, you realize the other girl did not start running with you. She had not been staring at the trees. She was waiting, impatiently. The realization sinks like a stone in your stomach, but you press on. Brush whips at your legs, leaving stinging cuts.
You hear her start. The first sound you've ever heard her make, an awful, baying howling. And then deathly silence, in comparison to your clumsy fleeing.
That's the problem with an exotic pet, you know. It needs live prey.
imagine vampire being pinned against the wall and theyre trying to say something but cut off by the other person sticking their wrist in their mouth. and now theyre trying so so hard not to bite down because theyve been so careful with them for so long but it smells so so good and eventually they cant help themselves any more and they bite down and it tastes even better than they thought it would and the other person is praising them for finally being brave enough to do it and letting them have as much blood as they want and its overwhelming but it feels so right. think about it girl. food🩸 for thought💭
okay...i'm imagining it. and. salivating...and..uhmm....i want. to bite someone! and. yeah. thanks! yay!!!!
the plan is simple you see. step one, bottom surgery. step two, 8 months of post op care. step three, use my pussy to celebrate and uphold transfeminine supremacy. easy.
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