The gag is cold and it cuts my lip when I try to push it away. Daryl is cleaning the tools he has near my feet. Why does he have to clean them? How many other women have they violated? I shudder at the thought. "What are you gonna do to me?" I ask in anger and sheer terror. He chuckles and doesn't answer. He walks over with a small pink bullet shaped thing. He turns it on and it vibrates. Oh god. He brings it closer and trails it up my leg. He brings it right to my core and pushes, hard. He holds it until I climax and scream. He then continues with his other tools and leaves, clearly proud of himself. I would tell you the details but going that far into it brings back awful memories. I lay there sweaty and out of breath. I feel disgusting. I feel used. What did I do to deserve this? I had to go to that bar. I didn't know how else to deal with the pain. I'll never make that mistake again. If I ever get out of here that is...
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Kidnapped
Bí ẩn / Giật gânI'm so cold. I'm scared. Am I even alive? Emotions that are all a part of being kidnapped... But no one ever knows the real story of what happens when the person is actually in captivity of their kidnapper. Ever wonder what they spend their time doi...
