642-5: Waking Up Elsewhere

This adventure from the pages of 642 is suitable for 18+ & those who can handle the inspiration of Madonna’s book -SEX .

642: 5 Waking up elsewhere

urgh…. my head is buzzing

strange, strange sounds

squeaking, squelching, slapping?..wait that’s getting more, more… aahh I can’t think….. like slapping but harder.

It’s kind of faint though, I’m not really sure whats going on actually.

Why am I on my knees?

It’s cold.

Doesn’t feel like I’m wearing much.

What the fu….the fuck is going on?

Smells kinda funky too, musty, weird, sticky, familiar.

I, I like it, I feel I shouldn’t…it’s, this is all kinda dirty.

I can’t see. It’s so fucking dark.

I’m just not quite sure where I am……. or what’s going on.

I was, I was somewhere, now I’m here, I just…. don’t know where here is.

What is that? What the hell is going on?

What type of game is this?

I can feel my hands are tied with rope?

Tied up, on my knees, in the dark….pretty sure I’m not wearing much.

I’m not alone in here either.

Just wish I knew where “here” was.

There’s those sounds again..familiar, but can’t quite tell what it is. 

I think there’s more than one thing making the sound.

Not quite animal, not quite human, grunting, spitting…. Not quite sure what’s happening.

This is all so fucking familiar.

Whatever this is game is…. I like it