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Bristol finds out your fear, and uses it to dominate you. Will give gp for additions

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Debby Ryan

    by: Carl Author IconMail Icon
It was none other than Debby Ryan!

Bristol ran over and gave her a big hug.

Bristol gushed, "Oh wow you look great in that dress, it must have cost a fortune!"

Debby blushed prettily, "Oh this was nothing, its just the latest fashion in Paris."

Debby then looked over at you.

"Oh My God Bristol! Not Again!"

Bristol rolled her eyes, "Its no big deal slaves are a dime a dozen."

Debby put her hands on her hips, this is wrong Bristol, its wrong. Look at how bad off he is. You got to untie him and let him up! And you better do it now."

Bristol looked at her friend. "I don't have to do anything but... I'd be willing to wager something for his freedom." Your heart surges in eager anticipation. You might have a shot of getting out of here!

Debby Ryan looks at Bristol cautiously... "What do you have in mind."

"We settle this in a friendly contest. If you win, you can set him free. However if I win... hehe well you have to HELP me torture him. And I've been to enough sleep overs to know that my feet are NOTHING compared to how smelly your feet get!"

Debby looked taken aback. "How rude Bristol. Its not my fault I was born with stinky feet."

Bristol laughed, "Do you remember the time that mutt sniffed your socks and went into seizures? Sure it was just a tiny dog but I don't know anyone else whose socks can do that!"

Debby reddened. "Fine fine your right I've got smelly feet. Ugh Bristol you put me in a bad position. It would be an absolute nightmare for this poor guy if he had to smell my feet. It might even damage him permanently."

Bristol smirks, "That's fine I'll just keep playing with him then." She then walks over to you and stomps you hard in the chest. Debby screeches, "Oh my God Bristol! You play mean."

The beautiful Debby Ryan walks over to you and looks down. "You poor helpless guy. Look I'll try my best but if she wins... its going to be horrible for you. I'm a woman of my word, if I lose I'll torture you in anyway Bristol says. I'll let you decide, do you want me to try to help you even though you know the consequences if I fail or do you want me to just leave?"
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