Diary entries: Sonya (Male/futa, corruption, etc)

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January 23 2011 (No idea what time it is...)

I have no idea where I am or how I got here. It looks like my sister's room with one major difference, of course. I'm chained up. Yea, locked right up in the middle of the room with a collar. The chain is pretty strong but it lets me move about the room freely. Of course I can't get to the door, it ends just before I could get out. Even if I could the door is locked from the outside...pretty cruel if you ask me. By the way, my name is Sawyer. I found a dairy and pencil in one of the drawers.

For a kidnapper's lair this room isn't all that bad. Kind of frilly but it is a far-cry away from the dank, rusting basement that you'd think of. Everything is...pink. Bright pink. BLINDINGLY PINK. The walls, the ceilings....it's like someone took their lesson on girls from cartoons before decorating. The walls were painted with big red hearts all over. In the corner was a huge bed that followed the coloring scheme. Laying along the walls were fluffy animal dolls, all puppies and kittens and the like. The drawer I got this, you guessed it, pink dairy had a bunch of weird things inside of it. The strangest had to be this long pink thing that kind of looked like a play wand. At the base was a switch and when I twisted it it started to shake real hard. A small fan above my head kept the room cool which was a godsend in a way since this particular room had no windows and only one exit. The other doors led to a bathroom and a huge closet that I didn't take much time exploring. The floor was covered in soft shag that felt pretty good under my bare feet. Luckily for me this collar reaches well into the bathroom so I have no problems, really...it's almost like whoever put me hear wanted me to get comfortable, though if that was the case they....why kidnap me at all?

The bathroom has a large jacuzzi style tub that pumps in bubbles whenever I turn it on and there's no way to turn it off so every time I wash I smell like strawberries. It's not the worst thing that could happen, nothing like, oh I don't know, getting kidnapped, but it still bothers me. I can't dress either since they stole my clothes. They were gone before I woke up and the only things around? Girls clothes!Panties, bras, skirts, thigh highs, corsets....Of course I can't wear this stuff! Damn, I don't know why I'm here but...What? Someone's knocking on the door...? I gotta end this entry, I'm finally going to see my captor.

January 24 2011 12:45 (Oh yay, I found out the time!)

So...from what I've learned my “lovely host” is a woman named Audrey. If she wasn't holding me against my will I'd find her a lot more attractive. She IS a knock out, too, I have to admit. Legs that reach the skies, long beautiful blond hair with rainbow colored tips, hips that moved so much...man, I couldn't keep my eyes off of them. Oh man, how could I forget, those tits! My god