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2021-09-09 09:10:18"What!?"
"We conduct the ddlg lifestyle around here," Joon said as it was the most normal thing in the world. I couldn't believe my ears. I knew the sort of what it was, just the general idea. I remember how I sat in the back of the classroom in high school and it was because of that I could hear most of the people's conversations. Nobody paid attention to me anyway. So this one day I heard two girls in my history class talking about BDSM and something about little's and doms.
It was not much what I heard, but what I did know and what was the most important in this kind of lifestyle was consent. Currently, that concept was thrown out of the window because I had this feeling that they would force this lifestyle, this fantasy on me.
"Yes indeed," David supported him, "that is a lifestyle where you have Daddy doms and little girls. We will be your doms and you will be our sub as a little girl. But no worries we don't like the sexual part between the daddy and the girl so you don't need the worry about that," David assured me. As if that will help me and get me thinking 'oh yeah this is totally fine, I will be just your little girl and we will move on with our lives like the kidnapping didn't happen. Well sexual or nonsexual at the end of the day I was still kidnapped and strapped here against my will.
My face paled as I thought about it more. Me acting like a toddler. My face morphed from an angry glare into a disgusting expression. I had to stop this at all costs. "Well, that doesn't make it any better and do not think I'm ignorant. I know what it means and I also know that with that kind of relationships consent is very important and right now nothing of that is happening here between us. I will not partake in your sick fantasy. I don't like it so get me out of here!" I was angry, no furious. First, they kidnap me, then they restrain me and to top it all they will force a kind of lifestyle on me which I don't like. I want to go home and I want to go home now!
"Well, that ain't gonna happen sweetheart. We picked you out with care and if you give this just a chance you will enjoy it too," Joon said to me. Seriously this guy, I hate him the most.
"Then why did you pick me. You just said you didn't take any random person from the street, so why me?!" I became desperate, I needed to get out of here. There were too many red flags about this whole situation. If I did not feel safe before I definitely did not feel safe now.
Somebody please, help!
They looked at each other with a slightly panicked look. It didn't take long before David had a smiling face on and said, "That's something you don't need to worry about little flower. You are far too little for that to understand. Now let's get you changed!"
Changed? What no! I want answers and I am not little. I am a grown woman of twenty years old. And I didn't want them near me or touch me. For the umpteenth time panic rose in me. With all my might I tried to get out of these stupid cuffs but they didn't budge. I think they both saw my face which only said 'I'm afraid, don't come near me'.
"Fleur, please calm down. I promise you we won't hurt you. We are here to take care of you," David spoke softly to me. But his soft words did anything other than soothing me. I only became more agitated.
"Yes princess, we won't hurt you," even Joon tried to calm me down. The angry face of my captor was now full of concern, his dark and threatening eyes had now turned into two black oceans full of worry and care. I saw them looking at each other like they were speaking with their minds. "Do you think we will need it?" David asked Joon.
Need what? I thought.
"I think so, if we don't she might end up hurt or either one of us. I don't want that. I will get it." Joon said while he left the room.
"Get what!? What do you need?" My nerves and fear were now full-on display on my face. This resulted in me wiggling even more in my restrains. What will they do to me?
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