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kindnaping

I wasnt the normal Love that every one knew before my abduction. No not aliens bug it might as well be....a psychopath namd Herbert West, a psychotic forensic pathologist who turned out to be the love of my life. My friends anx family except me to act like the normal. But what the fuck iz normal anymore. The nihtnares abd the screaming his name in tears in the niddle of the night, dreaming that i heard his voice both creepy yet loving. Thos happened every night since i got free from his clutches.
My sexuality is now warped like that of a vinyl record in the sun fir too long.....i was that record disc. I had a loving boyfriend before all this happened who was a brilliant artist yet gentle and warm. Sex was loving. Now it is nothing but death related and clinical as if it were an autopsy. He soon broke up with me because he couldn't handle my rages. He said that if i never walked the streets for money in the first place non of this would have happened but i had a secret opiod addiction that had to be met and that was the only way to do it.

I never new i had a stalker. Some tall skinny nerdy clean shaven freak with square glasses. I have seen him about but sidnt think anything of him until it was too later. I thought he was a teenager who thought i was beautiful....a little to beautiful, as that after being realized i tried to disfigure my face to this wouldnt happened again. I felt like a slave slash lab rat and i did not like one mintue of it.

One night i was tooking my secret job when the nerdy guy came and asked for sex which i was more then willing to do for money. But he took me to the morgue where he worked as a pathologist. We did our business and when i did not get the money i figured somethibg was wrong seriously. He locked me in an abandon autopsy suit and left me there intil the morning. Leaving me to scream. But for that he introduced himself as one Dr. Herbeet West and he said that my name "was lovely my loving Love" and left me there to cry. At the time i though of my friends and family to help surive but it didnot work.
So there iam crying in my own personal hell.
The next morning brought new Mangele like horrors as for as sex was concerned.

The nect morning of the abduction Herbert West MD thats what he liked to be called said that he want to get to know me and for me to get to know him. Upon looking at his face i found that hos right side of his face was burned and left scarring though he looked intelligent not evil. He said that he originally as a kid when to be an FBI agent but was cast into this job because of certain circumstances (his mental "illnesses"). He kept stroking my faceand hair trying to kiss me as he talked. He said that if i resisted or act like i didnt love him that he you lobotomize me by killing off apart of my brain. Freak out i didnot know what do but kiss him back. He said that as a kid that he would cum at the smell of decomposing flesh and would do unnatural things to himself and left roting animals in his room thst he kept from disecting for fun. I was able to smell that off him.

He said that he neber met someone so sweet and beautiful nor had a beautiful woman in the autopsy suite to fullfil his fantasies and to make love to. He forcefully grabbed my wrist and draged me out of the dungeon and showed me around the county morgue. He showed me his office that he more less lived in and then to the autopsy suit. He came close to me and kissed me while undressing me telling me that most girls bullied him and that if i didnt act like i liked it he would cut my skin....that i wouldnt see my friends and family again.
Herbert then layed me out on the slab and climbed on top of me with his pecker out as he forced himself inside me, threatening me with the scalpel as he kissed me. I tried to look away as he thrusted into me but saw the scalpel and tealized i wad fucked.
He kissed me and saying that he loved me with all his DNA and said sorry for threatening me. He was in tears. That was one i knew something was more than off.
I also started to have feelings for this crazy son of a bitch. His tears falling on my chest and face. I kreach for his head and kiss him slowly and gently. He licked my lips and i his. Soon we kissed like lovers and making love instead of fucking.