Kidnapped

Chapter Eight

"Can you stop moving!" someone said. I then realized that someone was Paul. "What are you doing to me." I ask in concern. Paul laughed at me. "Isn't it obvious, I'm loving you like you have never been loved before." he said. He was taking my virginity. We then continued to exchange saliva. He felt good on me,  the way he curved his body around mine. The way he choked me with his tongue. When he got up, I felt the sudden urge to pull him back onto my body. I wanted more of his sweet essence. "Were gonna try something really weird, you might not like it, tell me when you want me to stop, OK?" Paul said to me. I nodded my head.  He put his hands around my neck and squeezed. He was choking me. I felt all the pain, but within the pain I felt pleasure. The kind of pleasure that gets you addicted and want more. Knowing very well that he could kill me right here right now, I continued to let him choke the living hell out of me. I eventually tapped his left arm. "Wow, you lasted a long time." he said in a deep seductive tone. The only word I said to him was 'more'. I wanted more from him. "Ah, so your the kinky type huh?" he said. I nodded my head really fast. I wanted him to get to the point where he was making me feel good. He then chuckled at me and out of nowhere he pulled my hair and started teasing me. He held me down and he kissed me very passionately. He was very intense and deep. Everything he did to me involved force. He picked me up by my collar and slammed me back down. He then grabbed me by my collar again and full force slapped me across the face. He pinned me down and punched me in the eye, then he leaned in and kissed me harder. I was so close to him, I couldn't move, he had me locked in his grip. I begged him for more, but he told me that he would do more next time. "When's next time?" I asked him. Paul shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, what if next time doesn't come?" he said as he closed my door leaving me surrounded by darkness.