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This witch likes tickling and eating people. But besides that she's not to bad of a person
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Chapter #4

She fell into a Torture Chamber

    by: Zero Author IconMail Icon
A swirling portal in the shape of a circle illuminated the brightest white light imaginable. Mystically existing on the grey, stoned ceiling, the flat disk shaped portal dropped a visitor who fell onto the solid stone floor. A second later, the portal dispersed into tiny sparkles that slowly faded away.

The sexy teen Latina, Rosa, kneeled on the rough, hard floor with her hands dragging across each gap between the stone bricks that made up the ground, walls, and ceiling. Her eyes glared left and right and all around her, making out the location that she fell in, but all she saw were grey, dull, rough, stone bricks everywhere. There weren’t any doors or windows. However, there was an opening from above in the shape of a small square, about a foot long in width and length. From that opening, the young girl could see a mystical bright full moon under the black cold night sky as it shined down its moonlight towards the girl’s eyes.

Mainly her upper body felt cold but not to the point of shivering. Wearing only a black sports bra as her top, her midriff and arms were vulnerable and sensitive to the sharp cold ominous air. Every breath she took was as if she was breathing fear itself that even her lungs were trembling in trepidation. Her heart felt heavy as it pounded from both fear and from her jogging. Confined in this room, there wouldn’t be much space for her to run anyways. The room was quite small, perhaps four by six meters in dimension? It was smaller than her bedroom, and she felt confined yet protected. However, she desperately wanted to find a way out of here soon.

Scanning around, she checked once more for any doors, hidden doors, tunnels, vents, any openings, but the only one that existed was the one above her. From the floor to the ceiling, it was twice her own height; she had no way of getting up there. Plus, not even her slender fit body would manage to fit within that small opening.

The ray of moonlight caused a wide beam of light that Rosa stood under; everywhere else in the room was dark but visible. She could make out the gaps between each brick and the distance of the walls from her own standpoint.

Ten minutes passed by and Rosa remained sitting under the moonlight, helpless in her situation. She was trapped and imprisoned. Soon after, a small drifting white sheet of paper fell from the opening above, landing onto the girl’s lap. Holding it in front of her face, she read it to herself: Remove a brick.

That was it. That was all it said, those three simple words. She didn’t know who send this message, but she obeyed it nonetheless. Walking over towards a wall, she slipped her slender fingers between gaps, gripping onto a brick and pulled it out. To her surprise, the brick slipped out extremely easily. A dark hole remained on the wall where she took out the brick. Soon, Rosa pulled out another stone brick after settling the first one down on the floor. Without warning, the brick that she held in her hands morphed and shift shaped into handcuffs, locking her wrists together. The brick on the ground morphed into a pair of cuffs as well, locking her ankles together. Rosa soon fell and landed on her butt.

Terrified, the Latina could not control her limbs anymore, at least not willingly. Her hands immediately launched forth to grab her left feet, tugging off her own sneaker and sock. Soon her hands were forced to take off her right sneaker and sock, leaving the girl completely barefooted.

Rosa then thought that these cuffs were going to force her to strip the rest of her clothes, but she was wrong. Her arms were shot straight up, out of her control. Pulling her wrists backwards, these cuffs with a mind of their own caused the poor girl bend her arms behind her head, exposing her armpits. The cuffs of her ankles manipulated her body as well as they forced her feet to move without her control at all. Like magnets, two pairs of cuffs joined as once behind the girl’s back, causing Rosa to lay flat on her belly in a hogtied position.

You have the following choices:

1. Hands began to tickle the hogtied Latina.

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2. Water flooded the room from the opening.

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3. The floor collapsed.

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