I've been in a dark, dangerous mindspace all week, recording u/Fresh-Bell's scripts; so, I decided I'd get it all down onto paper (well, pixels) and combine that with my love for erotic games. Combined with the fact that I don't really want to tackle yet another multivoice script at least until I finish the ones I have on my wip list, chess was the first two-player game that came to mind.

Plus you know, all those lovely playing chess with death metaphors.

This script is written to be performed either solo, or in two-part collaboration for a third-party listener.

I warn you, this script is dark. Do not enter ye who prefers vanilla audio and despises kink, because there is none of that happiness here. Do enter ye who prefers dark, primal, male domination.

I recommend that you seek out and queue an aftercare of some kind. Something to assure you that this is purely fantasy, made by adults for adults, and not about to happen to you...or for you to do to others.

Turn away, those who still prefer the loving warmth of upstairs society; the one where everything is safe and nothing is out to harm you directly. This is your final warning.

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Premise:
After idly asking to be spirited away from her safe, boring life, a timid girl is abruptly kidnapped from her home and imprisoned in her captor's basement. She doesn't know how long she's been here, but today is the first day that they've come face to face. He sits her down in front of a chess set, and calmly, asks her to play for her freedom. If she can win against him, he'll let her go. If she takes his pieces, he'll give her something extra. Warm food. Extra blankets for the coming winter. Perhaps even the wifi password. But if HE takes her pieces, he'll rip her clothes off. Shove his fingers in her ass and pussy. Slap her useless tits. And if he wins, he'll rape her no matter how hard she struggles, and leave her alone, leaking his cum out of her ruined holes.

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I want to make sure that you understand the rules, girl. Read them out to me. Surely you are at least literate? Remember, you asked to be brought here.

I - I. Please. Can I PLEASE go home? It was only a comment on a website. Just a random website. I didn't mean it - I didn't MEAN that it was okay for you to do this kind of thing to me. Please? Can I please go home?

Read. The. Rules.

B - but, why THIS game? Why chess? Why couldn't you pick something like... I don't know, poker, or something? I could - I wouldn't mind doing strip poker, or... or, whatever. Anything? Money? I could give you money - just please --

If you make me have to repeat myself again, I will press your face into the concrete ground and tear your hideous clothing off before jamming my fingers into your whore cunt until you are insensate. And then, I will leave you here until tomorrow until we play again.

Please don't. Please! Don't... It gets so cold at night....

Well, then? I'm giving you a chance. To escape captivity. Do you want to waste time talking about it, or would you prefer to read out the rules so that I know you understand the consequences... or would you just like to play?

Won't you return behind autumn with me?

~ GROK