My sexy kidnapper. [Being Edited]

My sexy kidnapper. [Being Edited]

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[WARNING IT IS BEING EDITED] So, I'm sitting on my couch, watching paranormal activity 4 and spilling popcorn when ever I get scared. Then someone knocks on my door. I open it and standing on my porch a sexy man god. You would think that it would be great that a total hottie maybe 1 year older than you was standing outside your door but what do you do when he suddenly picks you up and carries you to his car and puts you in locking you inside. Well that's what happened to me, I Nicole Davis was kidnapped by a sexy mangod. What the actual hell. [Story will be edited when finished]
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I was sitting in my car high as shit and I heard a car and saw the headlights beaming on my car. Please don't be him. He came by the door and pulled it open Fuck I left it unlocked . He covered my mouth to drag me and put me in the 2010 Ford Mustang. I froze in shock that it happened all over again . He sped off and I turned to him just watch his face contorted every which way. He grabs the steering wheel tighter with the white of his knuckles showing. He glanced over at me who looked away facing forwards sitting hunched over in my seat. My hands were clammy and sweat began to form on the back of my neck . He shifted his focus back on the road once he hit the freeway he changed lanes by zooming in between . When we arrived at his houseI knew the drill I got out was closing the door behind me. I sat down on the couch, hands in my lap fidgeting. He got a fireball and popped it open. "You said you wanted this," He reminded me. It was true and I hated that my body reacted the way it did . I squeezed my thighs tighter together to relieve the need for any intimate contact. "I know" I sighed, my head hung low defeated. He glanced at my thighs and set his bottle down. He reached over his hand, glided up and done my thigh like butter. My breath became short, he scraped me with his nails and my head rolled back.

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