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Hostage of the Mysterious Hunk
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Her lips trembled to ask what he intended to use it for, but she dreaded her punishment count to heighten. Not until he tied her wrist in one motion did her eyes pop in disbelief, and he raised his brow in challenge, daring her to question him. Darn her reporter's instinct that had to thrust her into a hidden den of traps. Dear instinct, this is not one of a story loop. Shut it! "You mind telling me— she made to move her wrist only to realize he tightened the bond more than she imagined, her movement causing her bones to ache. Biting back the pain, she continued, "Why you have to do this? I consented earlier.” She pointed out, straining her tone to sound light and nicer, but when she met with his stare, she deadpanned. "That makes it eleven, Cee.” He uttered casually, a stranger would think he was announcing the weather forecast, and Ciara's face paled. "How did we get to eleven? Besides, I asked nicely. Don't I get brownie points for that?” She asked, her mouth p
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She eyed him in suspicion as he helped her back to her knees, loosening the tie over her wrist. "What terms? You're letting me off without finishing my punishment?” She asked in utter disbelief. Maybe this stonehearted kidnapper was slightly human after all. And for some ticklish reason, she wasn't even a wee bit impressed. "I have other arrangements, and you need to heal before nighttime.” He gestured at her ass and swollen breast, and rather than feeling mortified, she hid a blush by turning away. Really? Was she blushing at getting whipped like a masochist? Gracious goodness, her grandma would have cardiac arrest if she could see her well-brought-up pookie right now. Stepping out of his room wearing his shirt that looked too oversized for her petite stature, she needn't wear extra pants because she might as well call the outfit a gown—if it was tight-fitting—she met him seated on a single couch in the sitting room. His head was bowed as he was engrossed in typing whatev
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Observing her for a while, he tilted his head, watching her bulgy green eyes grow teary. "Will you believe a kidnapper over your best friend? That should be the question.” He quipped, and her head veered towards his direction. "I need to get out. What are the terms you were talking about?” She asked, her tone faltering but not missing the urgency in it. She was certain Evelyn could never have done that to her. This kidnapper was only playing mind games. He was a manipulator, and she'd be damned to believe anything he said. The world was in a new age of vast technology, someone obviously hacked her phone so he could show these to her. What mattered was that she got out of there as fast as she could. She'd do anything, even admit she was as sick as him, to get her release. Without wasting time, he placed her on her feet. “Come along.” He said, walking through a door she never knew existed, his large shadow dwarfing her and everything else as she walked behind him. Then he
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“Your hand.” Stretching out his palm, he ordered plainly. The moment she gave him her hand, something pricked her thumb, and she flinched. “Ouch,” To her dismay, she hadn't realized the ink he mentioned meant her blood till he pressed her thumb to the signature space. “Go get dressed.” He commanded huskily, bringing down an harness thong made with leather straps and tossing it atop the bed. Biting her lips nervously, she stared at the harness as though it was danger itself. She'd only seen sluts wear harness thongs in the tabloids and never imagined she'd sign up for something as vulgar as this. “For every second you waste, your punishment increases, Cee. Don't make me remind you of this clause again.” He said impatiently, his back turned to her, yet he could sense her every step as he grabbed cufflinks. In some minutes she was dressed up in a black harness thong that exposed her asshole, the delicate walls of her pussy, and her small breasts as she walked out to stand i
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This cunning bastard had snuck a mirror behind him the whole time, and what for? “I thought you'd badly want to see how you look and mostly watch how fucked up you also are when I whip this tight little ass of yours.” He said, digging his fingers into her hair to pull it backward. “Or you mean how fucked up you want me to look.” She corrected him, her chin raised in the air due to his grip. Out of nowhere he snaked a finger into her harness to tug at her nipple, and she flinched, biting down a moan. The corners of lips slanted in subtle amusement, “Give it time. I doubt you'd keep those sounds muted when I'm done with these two beauties. Your count increased, by the way.” He revealed, Did he just call her two insecurities beauties? She knew when guys were trying pathetically hard to flatter her body just to stick their dick up in her ass, but his tone was purposeful, as though he was talking about his favorite childhood game. That did something to her slick core that it
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“Yes, Papi.” Her words were gurgly, but it earned a satisfied grunt from him as he ejaculated his hot seeds down her throat, and she took it whole, swallowing every bit of him down her stomach as more tears came down her cheeks. The shock in her expression was lightly speaking when he pulled himself out, and she reluctantly let him go with a pop, and then he drizzled the rest of his spurts over her breasts. She was beyond grateful that she shuddered from the sensation, regretting the emptiness in her mouth. “You did so good, Principessa.” He praised, the dark clouds in his eyes, clearing a bit as he assessed her before moving away. Finally! He appreciated her, she'd didn't think she'd live to see that. “So do I get brownie points now like when you untie me because I'm numb?” She managed to speak, feeling the sweet sore ache in her mouth still palpable. A perfect reminder that she just received the best face fucking by a hunky sadist who happened to be her next-door neighbo
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At her incessant nosiness, his jaw clenched up, but his demeanor still remained calm as he turned away from her, his eyes searching for his favorite gags displayed on the rack. “It's not like I'd be able to report you or write any story about the missing girl since I'm stuck here. Just in case we meet above yunno when you're done with me, I wanna go say hi.” She continued, abandoning her tray of food as she gingerly stood up, silently wincing at the sore feeling in her legs. Meanwhile, anger seared through his veins, cutting through his thin patience as she went on, “Her first name at least. Not like I really saw her face or anything.” She persisted, craning her neck from behind him to check if he actually heard her at all since he stood like a statue, his head thrown backward. “Hey, are you even listeni— Her words caught in her throat when he whirled around, crashing her against his chest; his hand grabbed onto one of her ass cheeks, and she gasped in shock. “Go lie on the
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“You bastard, you're hurting me.” She cursed, Arching his brow in question, he leaned his weight on one hand while his finger slid against her wet folds, circling her clit in slow motions. “Oh really? Is that why you're not even wet in the slightest? Like a fucking dry well.” He uttered, sarcasm dripping in his tone as he watched her face contort in pleasure. “Don't shove your dick in there without a condom because I won't get knocked up for a criminal.” She spat, and he withdrew his finger from her folds, a disappointed hiss escaping her lips at his motion. When she realized it, she screwed her eyes shut in embarrassment while the corner of his mouth lifted in mild amusement. “If you read the contract right like you were supposed to, you'd have seen my test results, bambino.” He quipped, and her brain quickly did a recap. Dang it! She'd ignored a section of the contract after seeing a sloppy handwritten note at the top. That was a doctor's note. How in the hell did she
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