It’s day 2 of February Photo Fest. Here is your 2nd photo and chapter 2 of the story. If you haven’t read Chapter 1 you might want to.
Chapter 2 of MAD HOUSE
Whoever had come in through the front door immediately opened the Cellar door and started coming down the stairs.
I quickly hid behind a stack of boxes as I heard the heavy thud of work boots reach the bottom steps. Would the guy in the mask Rat me out because I didn’t rescue him or would he help me out for his own sake?
From where i was hiding I saw the man enter the room. He was dressed in some sort of gay leather get up.
I made eye contact with the masked prisoner, at least I think he is a prisoner. It could just be some sex pervert. I willed him not to give me away. Please don’t give me away.
The sex pervert smiled. Even with his face hidden beneath the Mask I knew he wss smiling, the son of a cunt. Then he began making those animalistic grunts and screams of his. He gave me away.
“Shut the fuck up cum bucket,” the man growled, walking over to a set of drawers in the room. I could only see the back of him, and he wasn’t paying any attention to Cum bucket, who started making more noise, begging to be listened to.
I pulled out my blade in case the leather daddy freak did start showing cum bucket some attention.
Mr. Gay Leather grabbed the first thing within reach, a hammer, and hurled it at cum bucket, who made a yelping sound when The hammer hit the side of his head, shutting him up fast.
Mr Leather pulled a mask out of the drawer and put it on, completely covering his head and face.
I shifted my weight causing the floor to creek slightly, and this is what Mr Gay Leather paid attention to….
Read Chapter 3