Trapped in his basement

Trapped in his basement

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I wake up on stone cold concrete. Where am I? I don't remember where I am or how I got here. Suddenly memories flashed through my mind.... It was my 21st birthday. Me and my friends all went to a club to celebrate. It was the first time I had had a drink at a club...or had been to one for that matter. All I remember is being tipsy and stumbling towards the bathrooms leaving my friends behind. I had run into this man with tattoos on his face and a silver lip ring. I thought he was kinda hot but I kept walking past him on my way to the bathroom. He grabbed my arm and I tried to resist, to pull away, but he was too strong. His nails dig into my arm as I tried to scream but the loud music had drowned my voice out among the crowd. While I was lost in my thoughts a door that I didn't know was in this creepy cold room burst open! I tried to yell but there was a gag in my mouth. I tried to run but as soon as I got up and began to run away a chain connected from my hand and pinned in the floor stopped me. "Well well we'll look what we have here." The man said with a smug tone. I couldn't see his face or anything about him for that matter because all I could see was his shadow in the doorway.
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I was 17 when I ask him to take my virginity but he explicitly said no. Now, eight years later I need to ask him the same humiliating question again. Hopefully, this time he won't spit his drink in my face. ******************************************* "Do you think you're ready to be fucked, Cassandra?" Why do I find him so hot when he said those crude words? I'm not sure if I'll be scared or be turned on. I stumble on the couch trying to move away from him because he's already too close. His breathing is too fast and I can hear his heart beating so loudly or is it mine? He crouched down to my eye level and holds both my arms on the side to steady me then whispered huskily in my ear. "I have to warn you though, I can be rough Cassandra. I can fuck your brains out that you'll forget your own name. Then he looks at me directly in the eyes and I just notice how dark his eyes now. Unfortunately, love, I don't think your little body can handle me." -Please don't forget to vote-

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