Misfortune

Held Captive

  I woke up tangeled in covers. I was only wearing a shirt and some underwear. The shirt was big enough to fit my size which was an X-Large. I put my hands out to provide myself leverage to get up. A window was open with the sun glaring its brightness at me. But, someone came through the door. Quickly, I held up the covers towards my chest.

He walked towards me...
"Eat."

Im not gonna eat from a stranger. I shook my head no.

"Fucking eat it I said!"

I gave him a glare and snatched the food. It smelled delicious. I was starving. He stood there making sure I ate. After the food was gone, he walked to a dresser and threw some clothes at me.

"Get dressed."

"And what if I dont want to get dressed?"

He spun around and smirked at me. Gave me a warning grin. He wasnt kidding. So, he left, giving me some privacy.

I walked out into the living room. Its him and his buddy. His sidekick was holding a gun underneath his coat and he was grabbing his keys.

"Lets go ShortCake."

D- Did he just call me ShortCake!?

Walking towards the door, he held out his hand pushing me away.

"No no. Not you sweetheart."

"Wait, what?"

I see a Rottweiler come up to him.

"I mean this ShortCake here."

He puts the dog leash on and told his buddy...

"Make sure she doesnt leave. And, dont kill her. I would like to actually keep her alive."

Wow...
What the fuck just happened?

6:30 .p.m.

I ploped down on the couch after undressing myself, into the night clothes I've worn before. His buddy kept staring at me. Got a weird vibe. And the boss has been gone for awhile. Four hours now.

30 minutes later:

I should have been paying attention. But I wasnt. Im terrified in fear. I dont know my location or who this person is. I can feel the coldnees of the barrel slowly making its way to my thigh. His cold, sweaty, clammy hand against my mouth keeping me silent.

"Just keep quiet. Everything will be fine."

With the barrel, he pushed my shirt up. Now only showing my panties. I fight him, but only succeeding with a hit to the face, knocking me out.

All I know is, his boss "controls" him and I'm wishing he was here right now to save me.

Where are you boss??