Justin Bieber kidnapped me

Chapter 22

We got back to Justin's house with only 4-5 bags from shopping. When we got back it was around 5. When Justin opened the door to the house I was going to run up stairs before he could say anything, but he stopped me. He grabbed me by the wrist and with his other hand he grabbed Becky's wrist.
He dragged us to the cold prison room and closed the door behind him. He told us to sit down on the metal bed and so we did. Becky was about to stand up and run, but she decided not to.
"Have you guys ever been kidnapped before?" Justin asked smirking.
We shook our heads indicating that no we have never been kidnapped before.
"Well this will be fun won't it?" Justin asked to no one in particular.
"Are-Are you going to hurt us?" I asked nervous as hell.
"Hurt you? No. Pleasure you? Yes." Justin said chuckling. Why the hell is he chuckling this is not funny and--wait! He said pleasure?
"What do you mean, by pleasure?" Becky asked, finally speaking.
"You'll see." Justin responded simply.
"Come on, Becky, your first." Justin said standing up and handcuffing me to the bed pole.
Becky stood up slowly and sooner or later, they were out of the prison room.
BECKY'S POINT OF VIEW:
Oh kay what the fuck does he mean by pleasuring me?
Justin opened another room, he hadn't shown us in the tour it had a huge bed, it was dark, had small candles lit, and soft music was playing in the background.
I think I know what he means by pleasure now, and I'm not feeling very pleasured by what I'm supposed to be feeling pleasured about.
The next thing I knew, I was being handcuffed to the bed, while Justin slowly grined on me.
"Justin? Stop, what are you doing?" I asked not really appealed to the situation at the moment.
"What do you mean what am I doing? I'm about to fuck you." Justin responded.
"I thoughts you like Abby, so why you doing this to me?" I asked totally confused as to why in the world he was 'pleasuring' me and not Abby.
"I do, but I'm a kidnapper to both of you, so I will abuse both of you." Justin said "Oh and smile, your dad wants a picture." Justin said smirking and taking a picture from his phone. Justin was still on me and I felt very awkward, I have a boyfriend--Wait, no I don't.
That's when a tear escaped. Justin got up and unbuttoned his pants.
Oh no.
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