"You are a vixen Helen", he said while kissing my neck. I angled my head to side, to give him better axis. I can't hold him cause my hands are tied back with metal cuffs. He suddenly caught my hair roughly and pulled my head back so he can kiss my from my neck to the valley of my breasts. I moaned as he kissed me. Even though I am his lover. Right now, in this room, I want to be his slave. I bit my lower lips as he pleasured my body. Suddenly he dropped me on the bed and climbed on top of me. He sat on his knees and turned me over, so my back is facing him. Smack! The sound echoed though the room as I felt a sting on my back. I moaned as a slight pain and volt of pleasure ran up my body. "That's for leaving me", he said and turned me over. A/N: The story is inspired by Fifty Shades Of Grey book. But contains changes in the plot. Warning! Contains mature content. BDSM book.

People think she is crazy. They say she has a syndrome; the Stockholm syndrome to be exact. Taylor thinks they’re wrong. It is not a syndrome - it is a natural thing. Everyone will experience it once in their life. To her, it just happened to be a little different. Twisted, some would call it. The only thing she did was fall in love. Taylor and her best friend happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. A gang, who was in desperate need for their help, kidnapped them and brought them far away from their homes in Canada. After being held hostage for months, Taylor starts to see that her captor isn’t that bad… and maybe just a tad attractive. Stockholm syndrome: an emotional attachment to a captor formed by a hostage as a result of continuous stress, dependence, and a need to cooperate for survival.

Charisse moved in with her new stepfather and her mother. She felt like she hated where she was. But she didnt know what she had until she was kidnapped. ***CAUTION: SCENES OF RAPE FOUND IN THIS STORY***