So this chess game from Netflix Dracula has been on my mind...

https://twitter.com/olimpiuurcan/status/1213458238483517441

the idea of a game as brutal and personal as chess, and the slow domination of a game where every loss has a d/s consequence is very hot...

Would love to play on line with someone who is interested in the psychological side of a slow but inevitable defeat... I'm a moderate chess player, but happy to figure out a handicap system if chess is not your thing...

Thanks!

“Well - what is it - day 10?” You ask, a sly grin on your face.

“Day 11 Miss.” I reply - certain that you have not lost track.

“Oh that’s right.” You smirk. “How are you finding it? Would you like the chance to earn early release?” You eyes dart mischievously down to my crotch, then back up to my face.

“It’s - erm - its incredibly frustrating Miss.” I stammer. I don’t think I’ve ever gone so long without - you know -”

“Yes -” You smile. “I do know… Well - here’s what I offering you. A game of chess. I’m going out of town for a couple of days - but we can play on line. If you win you get to remove your cage. If you lose, you keep it on for another week.”

I can see in your smile that you approve of the reaction your offer engenders. “But - but - M-Miss that’s five w-weeks!” I stammer.

“OK - if you want to stick with four weeks of chastity that’s fine.”

“No - no wait - I - I mean - I don’t know - I - ”

“Don’t worry - ” You tease - it was just a thought.

“No - please - yes - I’ll take it - yes!” I blurt out, the thought of escaping my relentless cage too alluring to resist.

“Very good.” You grin. “Here’s the rules! I play white. If you win, you get let out immediately. If I win, we add an extra week of chastity. Every piece you lose I get to assign a punishment for you. Every piece you win you get to request something from me. I decide whether to approve or deny it.”

“Wait - that’s not -”

“Take it or leave it.” You smirk, turning to leave.

“No - please - yes - I men I’ll take it - I’ll take it Miss.” I stammer.

“Of course you will.” You smile, blowing me a kiss as you leave the apartment. “I’ll send you a link.”