Notes:
-All characters in this story are over 18
-I do not condone actual sexual assault
-This is a wlw erotica. You will find no boys
You would awake in a dark room, chained to a bed, legs spread eagle, naked. Your arms would be tied above your head, and you would feel a piece of plastic between your legs.
"Where am I?!" You would shout, squirming against the restraints against your wrists and ankles.
"Good, you're awake." You'd hear a woman's voice. "Pick a number between one and ten."
You'd swing your head from side to side. "No, fuck you! Where am I?!"
"...Three? You'll be a fun one." The plastic against your clit would buzz, and you'd feel a wave of vibrations. You'd begin panting, before it was shut off entirely.
"Just a test," she'd mumble, "just setting things up."
"Let me explain the rules, dear. We're going to play a game..." You would feel fingertips tracing your lips. You would unsuccessfully attempt to bite them. Apparently the wrong response. That would earn you a sharp slap across the face.
"As I was saying, you have one way to get out of this. So you best listen, I will not let you go until you fulfill my requirements. I will not repeat myself." That shut you up quick.
Ok, I need to get out of here. My top priority is to escape. I'll just do what she wants for now...
"You failed to choose a number between one and ten, so I chose for you. That number will represent the level the vibrator between your legs will be on to begin. You're on a level that will make you orgasm, but barely."
You would be confused, but remain silent. You didn't want to make her angry again.
"I will decide a number between one and ten. Your task is to correctly guess that number. After your first guess, you will not be able to guess again until after one orgasm. Every time you get the number wrong, the vibrator will increase by one level, making you orgasm quicker, however, making it harder for you to think clearly."
What the fuck is this? You'd think to yourself. Is she insane?!
"As soon as the level hits ten, you are mine forever. Meaning you have seven guesses. Your beginning level is three. Good luck."
The vibrating would begin as soon as the word "luck" left her lips. You would tug against the restraints, scared at this point. Your entire life was at stake here! You would begin to cry, but the vibrations, the fear, the primal, sexy energy between you two, would give you a pleasure you've never felt before.
"Pick a number between one and ten."
"Four!"
There would be no verbal response, but the vibrations got more intense.
"Fuck, no!" You cried out. Six more guesses. You'd begin shaking, moaning, and struggling to get away from the vibrations. Another orgasm crashed over you. You'd scream, swearing between breaths. It was the hardest orgasm you'd had in your life.
"Pick a number between one and ten."
You could barely make out what she said. "Six!" You'd scream.
"Try again next orgasm, lovely." The vibrations would get even more powerful. Your throat would strain as you cried out for anybody to save you. The next orgasm would hit even better than the previous two.
