Kinky Kidnapper Part 2

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A/n: I think I might turn this into a book.

Jai untied the rope that was binding me to the creaky old chair and lifted me up. He threw me over his shoulder hard.

I almost felt my non existent breakfast come back up.

Great.

He was taking me somewhere but all I could see while being upside down was some grey walls and an ugly green carpet.

Who the fuck has green carpet?!

He suddenly threw me onto a soft bed. I almost moaned from how soft it was. The feeling of being tied up after a long time and then meeting the soft bed was euphoric.

As I was laid on the bed I noticed something. There was a photo on the bedside table. There was a man, a woman and and a little girl. But the one that attracted me the most was the boy.

As I looked into the boy's eyes I noticed that he kind of looked like Jai. He had such broken eyes he and he looked emotionless.

I assumed that was his parents and sister. As I was stuck in my daydream I didn't notice Jai came up to me and stood between my legs.

"What are you looking at princess?"

I looked up to him and saw he had a stern look on his face and did not look like he was going to take any of my jokes.

"N-Nothing sir" I said.

He was staring straight into my eyes and not looking away. It was difficult to maintain eye contact for a long period of time.

My eyes accidentally flickered down to the photo frame. He looked where my eyes went and his piercing eyes narrowed.

"I killed them" He said with no hesitation.

I looked backup at him and he had a stoic look on his face. His eyes had a sheen of white over them. It looks like he was about to cry. My body automatically moved to hug him. Thoughts came rushing into my head.

'He kidnapped you, why are you hugging him?'

'He could kill you whenever he wants.'

His arms slowly wrapped around my waist. He then  put his face in the crook of my neck and I could feel his deep breath's tickling me.

We stood there for a while just hugging, we didn't say anything, we were both standing there in the peaceful silence.

But all good things come to an end right?

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