Kidnapped By My Best Friend

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It's been two months since I was first raped by my kidnappers, Jacob and Dirk. Since then, I've became an internet sensation and international porn star. Porn stars all over the world have been calling my managers, Dirk and Jacob, nonstop. I knew that them leaking the tape online would change my life, but not like this. I'm not proud that I'm famous for being a pornstar and I'm not even boasting about it. And even though I'm famous, I'm still Dirk and Jacob's property, and I hate it. Even though I'm allowed out of the house, Dirk and Jacob go everywhere I go. I can't even pee without one of them in the room. I have a army of security guards too, and the guys have been desperately trying to get me to do an adult film with them too.

Every monday, a new film is uploaded onto the top pornsites on the web. I've done almost every thing you can name, and honestly, I'm miserable. The money is good, but my life is not anything to brag about. I miss my family so much, but even if I did make it back home, they'd never accept me. They'd be ashamed of me. They'd be ashamed of the woman who got her millions from screwing everything in sight. I'm dirty, and I hate it. And to this day, I still wish I didn't meet Jacob. God could take away my millions, and give me my old life back and I'd be the happiest thing on earth.

As for the other girls in the mansion, they're still around. In fact, we still live in the same little mansion. I've even done films with the girls too. They achieved a little fame, but none are as famous as me. Our little mansion is like the modern day play boy mansion. Some perverted celebrities even come to have us fulfill their sexual fantasies. My life is anything but perfect, and I have no one to open up to.

Sometimes, I wished I had a geniune friend because honestly, this stuff is stressful and dangerous. I could get aids but the guys would only be devastated because there would be no more easy money. But as for the guys, they're still the same, except Dirk has started doing coke. He's barely sober now, and i'm pretty sure he smoked up majority of the money he made. His hair is still blonde, with those beautiful green eyes.. Too bad his personality doesn't match. Jacob still reminds me on the daily basis that he is in control, and that if I ever told, no one would ever believe me, and sadly... I believe him.

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"Morgan, he's here." My assistant Jasmine told me.

Twenty-three year old, Jackson Bridges walked in with the biggest grin on his face. Jackson Bridges is a newbie in the adult entertainment business, but I heard he had 'real' talent. I don't know how talented you have to be to stick your penis into someone's vagina, but hey.. I guess.

He flashed his pearly whites at me, and I almost fell under his spell. His rich, dark skin and low fade made me go cocoa for cocoa puffs. He was a gorgeous man standing at about 6'3. I have to admit that he's a beautiful man, but I hope he has the personality to match.

I smiled, and put my hair behind my ear as I shook his smooth hand. He smiled again, flashing his pearly white teeth, and deep dimples at me. He kissed my hand, and I almost screamed. I tried my best to calm down, but he did something to me.

"So, you're the beautiful Morgan Madison?" he asked, still with that same smile on his face.

I giggled and tried my hardest not to blush. "Yes, that's me."

His eyes lit up "You look even better in person."

I giggled a little too hard and tried my best to thank him. "T-thank you."

After a few more laughs, Jacob abruptly came in and interrupted our conversation..

"This conversation sounds a little more personal, than it does business." He sternly said.

I rolled my eyes and continued to converse with Jackson.

"Yeah, I'd totally love to hang out sometime." I said, with this big grin on my face.

Jackson smiled, and looked up at Jacob then back at me... "Well then, it's a date!"

I smiled and got up to hug him.

"There doesn't need to be any dates.. You two are only business partners, nothing more, nothing less." Jacob said interrupting our moment again.

Jackson cleared his throat, then directed his attention back to me. "She can decide for herself, man."

I slightly smiled, I'd never seen anyone stand up to Jacob, not even Dirk. Jackson's actions were sexy. Everything about him made me want more. His rich dark skin, and dark brown eyes were a chocolate dream come true.

"She doesn't have time for any dates. She's booked until she dies." Jacob said.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Jacob was seriously irritating me, I can never just have fun and vibe with someone other than who he approves of. I looked at Jackson and tried my best to smile.

"I'll call you." I silently said to him when Jacob turned his head. Jackson nodded, and looked back at Jacob.

"I'll let you win this now, but trust me.. I'll see her again, regardless of what you have to say." Jackson said as he clenched his jaw and walked out of my office.

When Jacob was sure Jackson had left the building, he pushed me up against the wall and punched me. I forced myself not to cry, but his blows stung.

"Don't ever disrespect me like that again." He said as he punched me again. He let me go and I slumped down to the floor. I took a few deep breaths so I wouldn't end up crying. I refused to let him see me cry again. I slowly got up when he walked out. I fixed my hair, and grabbed my sunglasses out my purse and headed out.

When I was outside, paparazzi was out there asking me questions and taking pictures. I ignored them and rushed inside of my limosine.

"Lee, can you please take me to starbucks?" I asked in a low tone. Lee nodded and began to drive.

Jacob was sitting across from me, with a huge smirk on his face. "Lee, she doesn't need it. She's putting on too much weight, just take us home." He said and of course, Lee listened to him.

I frowned, and put my headphones in and tried to escape into the music. I wish this was just a dream.

-

The next morning, I woke up to a bouqet of flowers on my dresser. I smiled and looked for the card, once I found it, I smiled.

"I'm still waiting on that call, Beautiful."

My eyes lit up, and a small smile appeared on my face. It was him, he was actually thinking about me. I sniffed the flowers before spinning around like a little girl. Jackson had this spell on me, and quite honestly, I liked it. I rushed to my night stand and grabbed my phone, and I dialed Jackson's number. When I didn't hear his deep voice, a frown appeared on my face. I was disappointed. Instead, it was the operator.

"Sorry, you can not call this number. It has been blocked, Please Call your carrier for more information."

I sighed, and I immediately knew it was Jacob. He was going to do anything so I could remain miserable. I threw my phone on the bed, and ran off into the shower. I began to think about everything I'd been through. I let the tears escape my eyes and after fourty-five minutes, I grabbed my towel and dried off. I went into my room, and there was Jacob with his robe on.

I tried to run into the living room where I could get help, but it was no use. He tackled me onto the ground, and removed my towel after he threw me on the bed.

"You're not going to be with anyone but me."

I closed my eyes and tried to push him off of me, but it was no use. And just like old times, he raped me until he passed out.

I hate my life.

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