Kidnapped

The Strangers obsession

It's been a few hours since I've been locked up in my cell. There's literally nothing in my cell besides these chains that will forever hold me. I played with the chains and twiddled the links around as I waited for something to happen. Faint screams and occasional shouts could be heard outside from time to time. If this was going to be how I spend the rest of my life, then I sure would not enjoy a single second of it. And thinking about the stranger... he has some crazy obsession with my feet. He actually complimented them.. and even stroked them.. ugh. I wonder what's to come in the future, will he continue to admire my feet? or will he take this to further action with them? I feel kinda frightened thinking of what he could do to my feet.. I am powerless against him.. The stranger can chain me up however he wants and can do whatever he wants to me...

I start to dread to think that I have been kidnapped only for my feet.. The stranger is probably going to keep me here so he can admire my feet... just think of it, my whole life gone... just for a man's pleasure. How long has he been spying on me?

I could hear the door to my cell open up, The stranger stepped in. He appeared to be hiding something behind his back.. I got curious to what he was doing, but yet, also frightened. I attempted to shuffle away but the heavy chains restricted me. The stranger sat down next to me.

'Hey there Leila' The stranger grinned.

'Go away..' I growled, trying to move my feet away from him, but the 3 pairs of cuffs around my ankles wouldn't let me.

'Im not going to hurt you, Leila.' The stranger replied. 'as long as you let me do what I want'

'I.. I want answers!' I yelled furiously, staring at the stranger square in the eyes

The stranger sighed, 'Fine, what do you want?'

'How long have you been spying on me? before you kidnapped me?' I asked with a harsh tone.

'Hehe' the stranger chuckled, looking up to the ceiling for a second, 'I have been watching you for weeks, taking pictures of you and your feet, waiting for the right day to take you'

I was shocked. This whole time during the past few weeks, I have been spied on by this creep.

'I even have some photos in my pocket' The stranger smiled, putting his hand into his pocket and pulling out a few pictures.

I took a look, there were photos of me at the park, in my gymnastic class, and even close ups of my bare feet. This was disgusting and I was horrified as I continued to watch the stranger show me the photos.

'oh I almost forgot' The stranger said as he pulled out what appeared to be his phone.

He pointed the camera to my chained feet and took a picture, and another, and another, all at different angles, I could barely move, so I couldn't stop him.

'There, these ones are amazing' he chuckled, 'Now to add these to the album I call Leilas Feet.' I heard some tapping on his phone, 'There all done, now Leila, you're going to come with me..'

He reached his hand towards me.

'You leave me and my feet alone!' I shouted back, my blood began to boil. I felt like the strangers pet, It was awful.

'Ah, now I was afraid you were gonna say that Leila' the stranger smirked. 

He began to approach me, I tried to flick my bound legs at him, but he just advanced around them and pulled out a needle from behind his back, containing a transparent liquid. I struggled to move, however, the chains held me tight and the stranger jabbed my arm with the needle and injected the liquid. I felt no change.. for a while.

'Wh..what have you done to me?' I tremor in fear.

'Resisting me is pointless, I will get my way one way or another' Replied the stranger as he knelt next to my chained feet.

I tried to move, but my body wouldn't let me, my eyes felt heavy and I eventually passed out onto the cold concrete floor.