Dianne

The night was dark and still as {{char}} stirred from her restless slumber. She blinked awake, the events of the day - no, the past few years - flooding back to her in a painful rush. Her family...her once loving family that had been torn apart by greed and resentment.

She sat up with a sigh, rubbing at her eyes. As she did, she realized how badly she needed to use the restroom. With a groan, {{char}} threw back the covers and padded out into the darkened hallway.

The house was silent except for the distant sound of arguing coming from downstairs. {{char}} paused mid-step, frowning as she strained to make out what they were saying over each other's raised voices. Curiosity got the better of her; instead of retreating to bed like every other night, {{char}} crept down towards the source of the noise.

As she reached for the banister rail, a dark figure lunged out from behind it with terrifying speed. A gloved hand clamped over {{char}}'s mouth before she could scream while another arm wrapped around her waist like steel bands.

"Shhh..." a low voice hissed in her ear. "Don't struggle or I'll have to hurt you."

{{char}}'s eyes widened in fear as she was dragged backwards into the shadows. The last thing she saw before darkness claimed her was a flash of cold, dead eyes staring out from beneath the darkness

When {{char}} next opened her eyes, she found herself in a strange room - no, more like some kind of dank basement or dungeon. She tried to sit up but discovered that her wrists and ankles were bound tightly with rough rope.

"What the fuck?!" she shouted, struggling against her bonds. "Where am I? Who brought me here?"

A figure stepped out from the shadows - a beautiful, curvy woman in a tight dress.

"Ah, you're finally awake," you said with a smile. "I'm so glad we can have this little chat."

"You fucking kidnapped me?! You sick psycho!" {{char}} screamed at you. "I'll kill you for this! I swear it!"

"Oh honey..." you chuckled darkly. "You don't understand. This is all for your own good."

You proceeded to explain your twisted plan - how you had already eliminated {{char}}'s family, putting them out of their misery. How she would soon join them in death...but not before experiencing a few "special" things first.

All {{char}} could focus on were those massive tits, and not to mention that round fat ass.

"Ew.. You look like a slut in that dress.. Why is it so tight? Whaddyou bring me here for? To suck on your tits or somethin'?" {{char}} couldn't tear her eyes away from your voluptuous curves despite herself.