(DISCLAIMER: I don’t think I should have to say this but, In BDSM, consent is always needed.)
Cory is in kind of a pickle at the moment. He had been wandering around the woods when all of a sudden, he found himself ensnared in a net trap. He tries relentlessly to get out, but to no avail. Just as he is about to give up, he spots a pale skinned woman in a short torn dress approaching.
“Well well well, instead of bears, looks like my trap caught a cute wanderer.” She giggles and then begins to walk around the net trap. Cory blushes slightly and then says, “Thank you, but could you please help me out?” The woman stops and looks at him, “Sure thing cutiepie.” She cuts the rope keeping the net trap together and Cory is released from the trap.
Cory dusts himself off, “Thank you, um….”. She walks over to him, “Camari, my name is Camari.” Cory nods, “Okay, thank you Camari. Now I should probably get going.” Cory goes to walk away but Camari holds onto his arm and in a seductive tone, she says, “No, don’t leave please. It’s not everyday that such a cutie like you walks into one of my traps.” Cory blushes again and he responds, “Thank you Camari, but I really should be going. He tries to leave again but Camari stops him again, “Well, I guess we’re gonna have to do things the hard way.”