the life and musings of a kinky slut
“The goal of the captive is to escape. The goal of the captive is to escape. The goal… of the captive… is to escape.” Oh, I realized. I was suppose to try to escape. I looked on as Gray’s minions (volunteers from the class) began to stand. I back pedaled, rushed to the right, saw […]
The night was cool, cooler than any other since we’d arrived at camp on Wednesday. It was the last night of Rope Camp; it felt fitting that it be spent by the fire. Elf had prepared the wood earlier and now tended the flames while a smattering of people sat on the benches around him. […]