PAINFUL PLEASURE [COMPLETED]

57. An Unforeseen Incident

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AVNEET'S POV

Lady Cherry's club was an abode for people who enjoyed BDSM. Siddharth and I spent our entire day watching people perform scenes, take part in kinks they were afraid of, and even find their dom or sub side.

The exploration left me in awe, even if it was a little uncomfortable with my throbbing clit. We learned so much that we could not wait to go back home and try those scenes ourselves.

Siddharth was very, and I mean very, mad at me after the wax treatment I gave him and refused to grant him any sort of stimulation. Yet, when I found him looking for baby stuff on the internet, I sobbed in his arms, and he caressed me through it.

My grip on his hand tightened as I remembered it. He tilted his head to look at me, and I gave him a small smile.

"I'll just go use the restroom," he said, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead.

I walked further, going slow and waiting for him to be done and catch up with me. Just then, a hand cupped my mouth, and an arm twisted painfully around my waist.

My scream was swallowed by a gag being forced into my mouth, and fear like I've never known before gripped me.

"We're going to have so much fun playing with you, diamond," a filthy voice said in my ear, and I almost vomited.

Diamond? Who are these people? Am I being kidnapped in a club full of people with my husband just a few feet away?

I clawed at their faces, trying my best to cause some damage. I just had to prolong this long enough for Siddharth to come back, but with these men being bulky and me being greatly outnumbered, I did not stand a chance.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as they effortlessly picked me up and jogged down the corridor. Is this some kind of sick joke, because if it is, then it's a pretty bad one?

"Stop," I begged through my gag, but I doubted they heard anything.

Before I knew it, I was being hauled up a few stairs. My eyes grew wide as I stared back at the audience waiting at the end of the stage for me. The hall was half as full as it was during Lady Cherry's play, but the greater question was why none of them were trying to help me.

I shouted through my gag, pleading with any one of them to come forward, but to no avail. They threw me on the ground, and a sharp pain shot through my ass as it made contact with the ground.

"We have found such a pretty prey tonight," another man said, licking his lips.

I scrambled back from the three men in an attempt to run away. Their sick eyes trailed my movements, taking pleasure from my fear. I hit something behind me, and I quickly looked up to find another man standing there.

He kneeled down on one knee, and I got away from him. I was surrounded from all sides now. Removing my gag, I yelled at the audience, "Help," but nobody so much as stood up.

The same man who had knelt down whispered, "Chicks begging for help in ra pe play is my favourite part."

Ra pe play?

"No, no, no," I tried to protest, but the gag was already inside my mouth again, and my hands were held behind my back.

This was a huge misunderstanding. I did not give consent to this. They were meant to kidnap someone else. I had to tell them. Somehow, I had to convey it to them.

I thrashed against their hold, shaking my head aggressively, begging them to remove my gag once so I could explain. The men exchanged a look, but it was not one of understanding. They thought that I was playing hard, and it fueled their energy too.