"Ehhh..... nani..?" Riko mumbled to herself, eyeing up a large, steel door that she'd never before noticed. She had been on her way to the cafeteria for her lunch, but the prospect of exploring appealed to her much more.

Ignoring the rumbling of her tummy, she snuck over to the door, put a hand on it and tried to push it open. It shifted only slightly. She checked the coast was clear, then slammed herself against it. The door swung open, and her momentum carried her through - she fell down several hard steps and landed sprawled on the floor on her back, panting.

"Oww...." the girl groaned, rubbing a bump on her head. She lay there, her body hurting. Her pink skirt had flipped up to reveal some tight white panties beneath, so white in the darkness, like a beacon just calling for someone to attack. She wore a tiny pink lolita dress, with short lacy sleeves, a corset, and a collar. On her feet, she had pink mary-jane shoes and white socks with a pink frill along the top. Her blond and pink hair was tied up in high pigtails.

Overall, her appearance was sugary sweet, as was her taste, and her sweet strawberry scent. Like bait, enticing a predator.

Blob had arrived at the Basement as he was looking for some prey, some lonely girl he could feast upon and even when the rooms with some heavy punishment equipment were not his style he could appreciate some of the screams that echoed down here.
So caught up in his own thoughts he gets startled as he suddenly sees light at an intersection, instincts kicking in as he blends into the shadows, hearing a soft voice, not getting the words though.
“Hmm…maybe I get lucky…” he thinks to himself, planning to follow the girl to which the voice belonged, hopping that no other Monster was tracking her or laying claim on her before him.

The petite girl sat up slowly, groaning. She had bruises on her knees, elbows and head. "Daaamn... that hurt..."

She looked around. The place was so dark, she could hardly make anything out. Slowly, shakily, she got to her feet, still rubbing her head, then quietly edged forwards, straining her eyes to see. Her eyes found it difficult to adjust to the dingy lighting, and all she was aware of were the echoes of her shoes tapping on a stone floor. One of her arms she held out in front of her, trying to feel her way around, at the moment only meeting cold, damp air.

Seeing her stumble through the darkness made him smile….mentally as he had no mouth to smile with.
“Like the prey that stumbles through the woods to fall to the hunters trap” he mused, following her, as she made slow progress, using her hands to feel for direction.
“Oh my small deer, if you would know that you are just steps away from a trap….” He goes on in his thoughts, taking in her form, as he, as a stalker of the darkness could see perfect and clear down here. She seemed a bit young, but had a nice body, perfect bust for her small frame, nice rump, oh so invitingly.
"He would enjoy this one…make her scream for him..."

Her heavy breathing and pounding heart resounded and echoed round the space. Riko looked back over her shoulder quickly to make sure the door was still open. Sure enough, there it was, the light of the corridor shining in and lighting up the steps. When she turned back round, she managed to bump into a cold, hard wall. "Ow!! Damnit!!" She cussed, rubbing the second new bruise on her forehead.

She heard a jangling sound, and felt in front of her... ..chains? She followed the chains - they were short, attached fast to the wall, quite high up. Her delicate little fingers traced back down the chains to find... cold, metal bands... "What the hell... .. shackles..?!"

She jumped back, scared by this new discovery and spun on her heel to get out - she didn't like the unwelcoming feel of this secret place. However, like the klutz she was, Riko's toe caught a cobble in the floor and she was sent flying through the air, to hit the ground again, this time, bent over on the ground, her little ass right in the air, skirt up once again revealing the thin panties underneath.

Blop had followed her to the wall 4 shackles build in, keeping an eye on her, seeing her reaction seeing her fall, reading her emotions like a book, feeling her fear, her desperate need to flee this place.
“Sorry sweetheart, this is not going to happen” he chuckled to himself, pouncing her, seeing this situation as the one he waited for. Throwing his whole weight into her, planning to get her on her back, spreading over her, restraining her arm in his goo like body.
Using his telepathic abilities he projects his voice into her head “See, who I have found here…”

Riko knew there was something wrong with this place!! She screamed as the unseen mass held her down on the floor. "What the hell~!" she cried as the alien voice invaded her brain. She wriggled, trying to get free from the sticky, gooey substance, but it seemed firmly stuck onto her, and much stronger than her.

"Help!! Help me!! Someone!! Help!!" she screamed, eyes fixated on the open door. If someone, anyone was walking down that corridor they would hear her, rescue her, get her out of this horrible place.

“Oh I doubt there will be anyone helping you down here” he said in her mind, a small chuckle being heard as he speaks to her. “This is a pretty secluded corridor, you know?”
A sudden draft, a breeze and the door slowly falling back into its place, gliding with ease now, turning the place into darkness. “Seems that you don’t have that much luck, hu?” A somewhat cruel voice in her head, taunting as the mass spreads over her body, curling around her limps, using them like a puppeteer, bringing her back to the wall, soft clicking indicating that the shackles were secured around her wrist the mass still clinging to her body, but retreating from her limps, giving her a chance to struggle, to feel her helplessness.

"NO!" she screamed, tears in her eyes as she watched the only light source disappear. She wrestled against her bonds, but was unable to fight it off as she was lifted into the air and pressed against the wall. A click told her what was happening to her.

Shit.

Feeling some of the pressure on her body fall away, she thrashed and writhed, crying out in despair, trying to escape. But she was trapped. Shackled. Both wrists and ankles bound to the wall, leaving her soft, feminine body vulnerable and free for the taking.

A cruel smile, a thought and then a picture sent to her, a picture as he saw her from a few feet away, showing her lithe body being chained against the wall, trying to break free.
“Now that we have time…” he begins in her mind “you might want to tell me your name, no? We will have a bit time together, intimately, so I’d like to know your name and have a bit of conversation.”
With her defenceless he sees no point in injecting her with a muscle relaxing venom, opting for a some naughty thoughts, he places in her mind, touches on her, caresses on her skin.

Riko stared crossly into the darkness, her eyes seeing only black.

"No, no!" she retorted, refusing to give her name. "Let me go!!"

The image of herself appearing in her mind stunned her for a moment.. it was her... how? ..Following this brief image, replaced by rather more dirty images... herself in that same position.. only naked. Seeing her own body writhe, breasts thrust out, back arched, her head lolling.

Riko shook her head, trying to shake the images out with it, eyes shut tight, but the thoughts of light sexy touching and stroking on her naked body would not leave.

“You know, its not polite to not introduce yourself” sounds Blops ‘voice’ in her head, this time more chilled, followed by painful pinch to her nipple.
“I am in control here, just don’t forget that. I will fed upon you and there is nothing you can do about it.” Leaving the question how he would feed on her open, a slight cruel smirk in his head sending another image, her clothes torn, tentacles violating her body, muffled moans coming from her body apparently enjoying it.
“Just wait, you will like it….”

"No! No! Stop it!! I won't!!"

She gasped at the pinch to her sensitive nipple through her clothes and relentlessly wriggled about, trying to escape. The image in her head shocked her. She wouldn't enjoy it. She wouldn't...

“Well, we will see about that” Blop thought, starting to bring the image to live. An appendage formed out of his body, slithering up hers, getting into her corset at the neck, the cold tentacle going along her body, partially letting the clothe dissipate into him, to weaken the material, at the same time putting pressure outwards, till it rips, tearing.
“I will make sure you will enjoy it, so no sense in fighting it….”
More feelings, a single digit gliding over her arm, going upwards, just to disappear, starting at her back going wavy lines down her spine just to be replaced by a caress of her belly and her narvel.

Riko gasped as her outfit was torn. "Noooo~! That was my favourite dress~!" she whined. Her protest soon focused on the touching of her revealed body. If it wasn't so dark, one would see her, semi naked, still clad in her white panties and white laced bra. dress hanging from her shoulders, but revealing the sweeet body beneath. Her fast wriggling body sent her boobs bouncing with it, and her thighs.

Her face was hot and blushing as the unusal growths of her unseeable captor delicately soothed her bare skin.