I saw a story similar to this on another website and decided to give it my own twist.
To fully enjoy this story, you will need a six-sided die (http://www.random.org/dice/?num=1) and a pen and paper (or some other way to keep track of your dice rolls throughout the story). It’s not necessary to post your dice rolls, but do keep track of them – the outcome will be a little different for everyone, and will depend on the rolls you make.
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CHAPTER 1
She was so close. Yet at the same time, she couldn’t be farther away. It was so frustrating, yet so amazing. She was helpless, there was nothing she could do at this point except wait. Almost there… almost… so close… Just then, it happened. The ice lock connected to her handcuffs opened, freeing her arm so she could reach her key and escape. But Alyssa was looking for a different kind of escape, one that had been eluding her since she started her ordeal.
She quickly reached down and turned up the vibrator buzzing lightly inside her. She didn’t even waste time freeing her other hand or removing the bright red ball gag strapped tightly inside her mouth. No, she thought, her sexual escape was much more important. With her toy set to its maximum setting, she knew it wouldn’t be long before she reached her goal.
And she was right. Before she knew it, the naked girl, now with just three of her limbs bound to her bed, had reached the tipping point. Her orgasm washed over her, drowning her in pure bliss. But the wave receded just as quickly as it had arrived. Exhausted from her hour-long session, Alyssa slowly removed her bindings, put her “equipment†away, and prepared herself for bed.
But Alyssa couldn’t sleep. She kept tossing and turning, unable to get comfortable. All she wanted to do was get some sleep, but nothing she did helped her to relax. It wasn’t enough, she thought. While her little self-bondage session had done its immediate job, it still left her feeling as though she had left something unfinished. It was all too predictable: strip down, tie each ankle to the bed, place the vibrator, strap her gag in place, handcuff her left hand to the bed, place the key on the nightstand, attach the frozen ice lock to her bed, cuff her right hand to the lock and wait for the ice to melt, freeing her hand so she could reach the key and reverse the process.
But she needed something more, she wanted to be truly helpless. She wanted to leave her fate up to somebody else; she wanted to give up control. But that was the problem – she didn’t know anyone else, or at least, she didn’t know anyone that she could trust with something like this.
It wasn’t that she was a loner – in fact, it was quite the opposite. She was rather popular growing up. In high school, she had plenty of friends and was often sought after by the boys in the school. Some of that faded away after she went to college, but, for the most part, her social life kept her happy. Of course, her looks helped with that. Alyssa was a small girl; she stood about 5 feet 3 inches tall and had a fairly petite frame. She was in good shape, not really athletic necessarily, but fit nonetheless. She had jet black hair, a perpetual tan with her lightly golden skin, and dark, deep brown eyes.
But even with all of that, she had no boyfriend. Even at age 24, the last time (the only time, for that matter) she had a boyfriend of any kind was in high school, well before she had discovered this little pastime of hers. It was a fact she was all too aware of. All of her closest girlfriends were in serious relationships. One was even engaged to be married. All Alyssa needed was someone she could truly trust.
She didn’t have time to worry about that now, though. No, she had far more immediate concerns. All she wanted was something unpredictable. All she wanted was to give up control.
Then it hit her.
“Damn, why didn’t I think of that before?†she whispered to herself in an almost disappointing tone.
She hurriedly jumped out of bed and ran downstairs to her computer.
“Finally,†she thought. “I have the perfect plan.â€
ROLL 1 DIE NOW. RECORD THE RESULT.