I stood up and grabbed at my stomach. What have I gotten myself into? The only light was coming from the moon through the crack of the cellular doors. I slowly walked over to the ladder, still holding at my stomach. I grabbed a hold of the ladder and started to make my way up when I heard a bang coming from the doors. I jumped a little, keeping my hands steady. It was silent. I made my way back up and reached the top. I pushed on the doors but... nothing. It was locked.
"Fuck!" I screamed as I pushed up on the doors but they wouldn't budge. I couldn't push harder without my stomach hurting or practically falling off then ladder so, I gave up.
By the time I reached the bottom, I could see the outlines of a few things. There looked to be a bed or mattress in the right corner. I put my hands on the wall trying to feel for a light switch. I looked up and around the room when I saw something hanging from the ceiling. I walked over and tugged on it. It didn't feel like a ceiling fan light.
It felt like rope.
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Master and Pet. (BDSM)
RomanceHe is her master. He tells her what to do and she is to obey.. but what happens when she decides not to listen?
