In Dakota's life, he was ordinary. He also looked ordinary. He was a good employee, loved by his family, and had a girlfriend. After a terrible misunderstanding, his girlfriend suddenly breaks up with him, his job goes up in smoke, and now his fathe...
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It was dark, no it was pitch black.
Dakota breathed heavily as he felt around with his trembling hands. It was humid where he was, but there was air. The heat only exacerbated Dakota's condition.
It was also slimy, and everything he touched felt disgusting. Taking his hand away, he flexes his fingers, feeling a sticky substance. At this point, Dakota was too terrified to move. He didn't know where he was, and it was too dark to make out anything.
All he could do was sit down with his arms around his knees.
A stream of tears streams down his face as he contemplates what happened - and how it was all his fault. He regrets it all.
He sniffles. "Freya. Please, I'm sorry..." He wipes his tears, but they keep coming down. "I should've never tried to run. P-please!" He felt hopeless. What if this monster killed him? What if Freya had been hurt? Why didn't he do anything? Having watched the monster hurt Yuki, he had never felt so useless in his life.
He tried to summon his fire, hurt it, do anything! But the monster was so strong. What if it took him away from Freya— forever? Dakota chokes out a sob and hugs himself tighter. The thought of never seeing Freya again made his stomach flip, and his tears came down faster. "O-oh god, w-what have I done?" He mutters to himself.
Sadly, the heat was still present, and it was getting worse by the minute. He ached everywhere. Even in this dire situation, his hole was twitching. His erection never weakened, making him feel ashamed and guilty at the same time. He just had been kidnapped, but all his body wanted was for Freya to thrust herself into him repeatedly.
It wasn't just his body that wanted her. Dakota wanted to see her face, hear her voice, and jump into her arms. He didn't even know how long he had been in here, but it seemed like forever. He needed Freya so much, it was beginning to drive him crazy.
It felt absurd and terrifying to him.
But as he sobbed and hugged himself, he knew he couldn't do anything. All Dakota could do was stay still and wait. He knew Freya would come— she had to.
Right?
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Time Skip
Dakota's face felt numb. He'd long since stopped crying when he had no more tears to shed.
He hadn't moved in a while.
Dakota felt whatever he was sitting on shift suddenly. Without any support, he immediately felt unbalanced. As a result, he struggled to stay upright and tried to get up, but that only led to him falling.
He feels himself being propelled forward, and his heart rate skyrockets. Seeing the light ahead, he feels both hope and fear at the same time. It is then that he's thrown forward. When he collides with concrete, he yells. Strangely, he does not feel any pain. As he slowly pushes himself up, his limbs are numb.
