Y/N's point of view:
It was a pretty normal Tuesday for me or at least I thought so at first. I was sitting in that little restaurant with my boyfriend who had came to see me after a long time.
I had missed him so much that I almost bursted in cry when I saw him walking over to our table where we always supposed to sit. I had hugged him tightly and it felt too hard to let go before he whispered to me that people were staring at us.
We were finishing our dinner and I cleaned my mouth to a napkin before I stood up my seat, and told that I would go to use restroom. I closed the bathroom door behind me and went do my business there. I washed my hands and moved my hair behind my ear while I looked myself through the mirror.
I went back to our table and told to my boyfriend that I was ready to leave. He drove us to my place and walked inside with me. I told him to wait downstairs before I would be ready for him. I ran upstairs and started took off my clothes.
However, I couldn't take nothing more but my jacket off before I heard a crash downstairs. I called my boyfriend but I didn't get an answer from him.
I ran quickly downstairs check if he was okay but then suddenly, something covered my eyes.
I started scream but a warm hand covered my mouth second later. "Shhhh.." the voice hissed to my ear and started drag me to somewhere.
I tried scream for help but it was a pointless exercise when that hand was still covering my mouth. It started get hard for me to get oxygen when it was also half blocking the way get it to my nose.
I tried bit him to his hand but that harder I fought against him, that faster I got more tired. My head started spin because the loss of oxygen and I fainted minutes later.
When I woke up next time, I was in the car. My hands were tied like my legs too. I could barely move. The blindfold was gone and I was able to see the enviroment now. It wasn't so special.
There were laying some tools and old, dirty bags on the floor of the car where I was actually laying too. My throat hurt and when I tried yell, I couldn't get anything out. Maybe just a little whisper. "Help me someone... please.." I started cry.
The door of the car opened and I got blindfolded again before I could see the person who had kidnapped me. It opened my ties from my feet, before it started drag me after it toward location unknown.
"If you dare scream help, it will get you nothing but in the trouble, sweetie. Master wouldn't like that" a low man voice said before he pushed me somewhere. I fell on my knees against hard flooring. "Stay there. He'll come meet you soon" he said before I heard how a door closed and locked. I was in trap now.
I heard low speaking to the another room. I discerned a name McCann but that was all before someone opened the door the room where I was. "Good evening, Y/N" a little raspy man voice said. It was so wrong which I felt when he said that but I thought that it was one of the sexiest voice which I had ever heard.
I didn't answer anything to him because I didn't know should I. "Don't be shy, kitten" he told and I felt his hand grab me by my chin. I couldn't still see him however because the blindfold.
I whimpered quietly when his hand ran against my body and checked me out. "Not bad at all" he mumbled himself and chuckled. "Would you like to get that blindfold off, kitten?" he asked and I nodded quickly. "Yes, please" I said and made him chuckle again.
"We haven't even made the rules yet and you're already acting like you should actually do" he said and started open the scarf around my head. Rules, what rules he was talking about, I thought but I was too scared still to ask what he meant with that.
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"My Dear Master..." (Jason McCann mini series)
Fanfiction"I'm Master, you or anyone else are not allowed to call me nothing but with that name, got it?" "Yes... Master"