I woke up in a dark room, my hands restricted and my body upside down on a wheel, a gag in my mouth, half naked, with a chain on my neck, how kinky and strange.
I had made out that I had just been put upside down recently because i would have probably been dead if I had been like this for long, so who put me upside down...
My first thought was Jamal...but what was the motive? To use me as a human spin-the-wheel....Nah, he hates that game plus this is too kinky for it to be him, he isn't gay, is he ?. My position reminded me of a starfish... Hands strapped to the circle and my body in a held free fall.
I felt my head throbbing...I think I had been like this for a while... Probably 2 hours.. I didn't know? My mind was moving to fast...I'm was thinking gibberish.
I noticed the door handle move . A golden handle with dragon designs all over... Rather gangster I though ... Wait what if I was with the Yakuza I thought again ... But what Hadi done to be there ... So I cancelled that thought... Suddenly I saw a lady full of tattoos all over holding a silver covered gun... I sighed.
"Gosh this is has been so long" I sighed counting the amount of minutes I've stayed that way.
"Sorry that you find this unpleasant but I hadn't requested for your comfort" replied the lady who had entered the room recently. She looked young but dangerous with a dark aura around her ... It scared me ...
" Miss may I ask Who you are" I mumbled, respecting the fact she was holding a gun
She scoffed ...."let's just say I'm your new ... Family... That something like that"
" Family ??? Like as a wife" I had enumerated shockingly "
" Yes! A forced wife. I forced myself on you " she smiled contentedly
I passed out after hearing that , but the last few things I hear from her was... **Don't worry you would love this ... Don't be so dramatic hmm...*love* cute name for you~**Love .... LOVE ... Who the fuck was that woman, I thought... why did she touch me, forget the Fact she has a gun I dont want any girl touching me

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Mr.Griff's little misfortune
Randoma story about how a masters degree student ends up as a little pet to an unknown boss warning: lots of weird things and sensitive topics @Credit to the artist