《Fun With Abduction》 Ive Done It I¡¯ve done it! I FINALLY did it!! It¡¯s HAPPENED, there¡¯s no turning back now¡­ I¡¯ve been running it through my head over and over and over AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER!!!! BUT I¡¯VE FINALLY DONE IT!!!! I took her!! I took her I took her I TOOK HER!!! I¡¯ve taken her and I can¡¯t go back. I can¡¯t turn back any more, any longer. There is no salvation anymore, I¡¯ve passed the point of no return. I look at her, she is locked up in that room That small room. Nothing. Nothing for herself. Completely at my mercy. I am her God. I am her world. ME. SHE MUST SUBMIT TO ME. A small, cramped room. Stone walls, stone floor. I don¡¯t want to give her anything to enjoy. Anything to feel grateful for. She won¡¯t get anything unless she pleases ME.. I look through the small window in the door. I see her lying there, still unconscious. Still oblivious to the terror that awaits her. That¡¯s good. Relish in your safety. It is a small release from the future to come. Soon you will be screaming. Screaming my name. MY NAME¡­ You will beg, you will cry.. I will break you. There is nothing you can do. If you defy me, it will only end badly for you. I will see to that. No¡­ you need to listen. You need to obey¡­ I only hope you see that when you wake up. She twitches.. I see her. She is lying there in the floor. I see her move. She is waking up. SHE. HER. It is she I stalked. Stalked for the past seven months. So long. So long I¡¯ve thought about this. So long I¡¯ve planned what I am to do to her tonight. And the next night. And the next, AND THE NEXT. Until she is no more. I wonder how long she will last. How long? Ah. She has awaken. She is conscious. So beautiful¡­ I see her. Looking at her through the glass. She is in her bra and panties. She is wearing blue and white striped panties. Still so innocent. I¡¯ve been watching her for a while. She is clean. She does not do it with just anyone. She is not a WHORE. In fact, I don¡¯t think she has lost her virginity yet. Still so young. Still so PURE. I can¡¯t wait here any longer. I open the door. I can¡¯t stand it. I walk towards her. She turns her head. I don¡¯t know if she sees me or not. She has just woken up. She is still taking in the room. Her situation. SHE is realizing the situation she is in. SHE is realizing who has the power. I wait until she looks at me. ME. She must know who she has to please. I stand there. Between her and closed doors. In this room without windows. Where no sound will escape. Where all that awaits her is cold hard stone. I stand there and she looks at me. She looks at me and I can see it in her eyes. She knows. She knows her fate. She knows what is required of her. This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. She opens her mouth. ¡°AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH---¡° She screams. SCREAMS. SCREAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!! STOP IT WITH THE SCREAMING!!! SHE SCREAMS AND SCREAMS AND SCREAMS AND SCREAMS AND SCREAMS AND SCREAMS AND SCREAMS- I hurry towards her. I slap her hard across the face. Enough that she shuts up. Enough that she knows what I am capable of. Enough that blood flies across the room. She is coughing now. Choking on the blood that I drew. That¡¯s good. Know who is in charge. Know of my power. I grab her by the jaw and stuff a dirty cloth into her mouth. She will find no comfort here. And I can¡¯t stand the screaming. She doesn¡¯t need to talk. I don¡¯t want her to. I see the tears flowing from her eyes. Crying. Sobbing. If she wasn¡¯t gaged, I don¡¯t know if I could restrain myself. And why should I. She is mine now. I can do as I please. She is MINE. I look at her, and she looks at me. I see fear in her eyes. I don¡¯t want fear. I want surrender. No. NO no no nono nono nonononono this won¡¯t do. I¡¯ll have to teach her. Teach her what is expected of her. She is tied, her hands bound behind her back. Now gaged with the cloth I placed in her mouth. And her feet, bound with duct tape. She squirms. She is afraid. I reach down to touch her and she shrinks back. No. No that isn¡¯t right. That¡¯s not what I wanted you to do. WHY. Why can¡¯t you see what is expected. Why don¡¯t you know how to please me? I grab her by the neck. There is something that feels right about it. I grip tighter and she chokes. The sounds she makes. They are so inhuman. I look at her as she gasps for air. Observing her. I look into her eyes, and she knows. She knows her life is in my hands. I relish in the thought for a few moments. When her eyes start to go white I release her. The second I release my grasp she gasps for air. Savoring what little reprieve she has. I smile. I grin at the prospect of her owing the very basic human necessities entirely to me. You are so beautiful. I stoke her hair. She shutters. Why are you afraid? Why don¡¯t you understand? Her black hair. So beautiful, so long. I bundle it in my hand and smell it. It smells of her and it¡¯s intoxicating. I relish in it. I can hear her whimpering. I can¡¯t stand it. It is like nails on chalk board. Doesn¡¯t she know that¡¯s not what I want? I have to get out of here. I leave. I go through the door and I shut it behind me. Leaving her alone in the stone room. She continues to cry. I don¡¯t care. I just want it to stop, even if I have to make it stop. It will stop. Soon. Soon¡­ everything will be better. Soon¡­ I Lick Her Eye The sun is coming up. I didn¡¯t sleep at all. Why? Why did she reject my touch? I couldn¡¯t get her shaking image out of my mind. I couldn¡¯t think of anything else. I look through the window, into the room. She is lying there, her black hair disheveled, spread beneath her¡­. I need to be in there with her. I want to run her hair through my fingers, taste it, smell it. I can¡¯t get it out of my head. I give in and open the door. Why should I have to restrain myself? She is MINE. I will do as I please. I walk in and close the door behind me. She stirs, but she doesn¡¯t wake. So sweet. So innocent. Her life is entirely in my hands. I walk over to her. SO precious. So beautiful. She is a doll, and she belongs to me. I lie next to her. Her eyes are closed. Off in some peaceful place. This face she is making¡­ I want to distort it. I reach out my hand. Slowly, so that she doesn¡¯t wake, I run my fingers down her face. Starting at her brow and trailing down her cheek until I¡¯m tracing her lips. All I want to do is show her¡­ show her how much she means to me, show her how beautiful she is. I caress the side of her face. I can¡¯t take it. I squeeze harder and harder, gripping the side of her face. She opens her eyes. I watch her. She is hazy at first, just waking up. She doesn¡¯t know what¡¯s happening yet. I look into her eyes, waiting for her to realize. Realize where she is. I want to see her expression distorted. I want to see the fear on her face. I want to see it so much. I need to. My face is inches from hers. Her eyes lock on mine and I see surprise wash over her face, followed by realization, and lastly fear. Interesting!! So amusing!! I love this about her. I love HER!!! Her face contorts and she opens her mouth. Quickly, I cover her mouth with my hands. We¡¯ll have none of that. No more screaming! No more!! I press my hand firmly into her lips. So soft! I want to taste them, I want to mess them up. I can hear her muffled screams from beneath my hand. Why won¡¯t she stop? Who does she think will hear her? Nobody is coming. It is hopeless. I wish she would stop. I need her to stop. I¡¯ll MAKE her stop. I reach my free hand behind her head and firmly grab her by the hair. Gathering her soft black hair in my hand sends shivers down my spine. I almost lose myself in the sensation. No. NO. I must hold back. I need her to stop this behavior. I roll over on top of her, pressing her small frame into the hard concrete floor. Her screams become faint and I feel her chest wildly pressing into me, trying to lift up my body in order to fill itself with air. She makes a gasping, choked noise. Hot, short breaths hit the palm of my hand covering her mouth. So warm. She¡¯s lovely. You¡¯re LOVELY!! Her nose fills with snot and she struggles to suck air through my fingers. I LOVE it. Part of me twitches. With my hands almost wrapping completely around her head, I bring her face close to mine. My eyes fill her entire vision, her eyes fill mine. So beautiful. Her eyes are so blue. BLUE!! BLUE like the sky!!! It¡¯s striking! She¡¯s striking! How was she able to hold onto her pure innocence this long?? Such a good girl. GOOD Girl!! This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. I look into those eyes, they fill my world. I need more. More of them. I want to put them in a glass case. I want to wear them around my neck. I open my mouth, letting my tongue hang out. I don¡¯t lose focus on her eyes. I can¡¯t. I won¡¯t let myself. I WON¡¯T! I near her eye. She suddenly shuts her eyes tightly. What? WHAT!! WHAT IS SHE DOING!!!! I¡¯m angry. I¡¯M ANGRY!! ANGRY AT HER!! How could she?!! HOW could she REFUSE me??? YOU do not hold the power!!! I do!! ME!!! Removing my hand from the back of her head, I shove her head hard into the floor. There is a pained shriek from the other side of my hand, but its faint and muffled. I smile down at her. But she can¡¯t see me. Her eyes¡­ Her eyes are still closed!!! I once again place my free hand on her head, my fingers on her eye lid. I force open her right eye. Her pupil is shaking, expanding and contracting. I watch it. It¡¯s amazing. She struggles beneath me, but with the lack of oxygen and my weight on top of her, she is unable to do anything. I once again bring my tongue closer to her face. At last. At last! At last! At LAST!! AT LAST! AT LAST!! AT LAST!!! I lick it. I lick it slowly. I savor it. It¡¯s so good. The taste fills me! I want to roll it around in my mouth!! For a second, I¡¯m tempted to do so. But I can¡¯t. Not yet. It¡¯s not time for that. Not time to go that far. She needs to know she is safe. Safe with me. She NEEDS to know. She needs to FEEL. Reluctantly, I draw back. At some point, her screams had died down. I look at her face again. Her eye is red, and I can feel her eyelids twitching violently beneath my fingers, struggling to close. Those beautiful whites. They are now stained. Stained¡­. STAINED!! STAINED RED!!! I release my grip on her entirely. Her eyes blink several times, and she struggles to cough. Unable to catch her breath. That red. It is still on her eye. I can¡¯t stop looking at it. It¡¯s irritating. Her eye was so beautiful. So PERFECT!!! Why does it look like this???? Why is it so red!! Its beauty from before is gone!! Gone ENTIRELY!! But that red. It covers the white. It breaks free and consumes it, cutting into the pure colorless white, destroying it. I imagine her white skin, stained with red. That thought... I can¡¯t get it out of my head. It CONSUMES me. I HAVE to see it!! But not now. SOON. SOON!!! I look forward to the future. I lift my body off of her, standing up. Her coughing becomes violent. She lies there on her side, curled up, sucking in the air I¡¯ve granted her. I won¡¯t feed her. Not today. Not yet. She needs to earn it. She needs to learn. I need to plan the next step. I need time to think. I need time to get the red out of my mind. Turning my back to her, I leave the room. I Feed Her Red. Red. Red!!!! I can''t get it out of my mind!!! Last night was so perfect! PERFECT!!! Why did she ruin it?!!! I couldn''t sleep. Couldn''t sleep at all. I thought about her. What I would do. What I NEED to do. Why is she scared? Doesn''t she know? Know how much she means to me? How much I love her?.... No. She resists me. She looks at me with trembling eyes. She doesn''t recognize what I am. What I am to her. .....Perhaps it''s time...... I approach the door. The door to her room. I don''t look through the glass. I don''t let myself. I won''t be tempted. I CAN''T! I throw open the door with one hand and enter the room. What is this? She... why is she....? She is awake! Though she was sleeping last time!! Why is she awake?! TREMBLING!!!! CROUCHED IN A CORNER!!! TREMBLING AT ME!!! Why does she do this!? Does she not know??? Is she so IGNORANT?? .....No. I''ll show her. I''ll show her what she is. What she means to me. She will never forget. But I need to prepare. Prepare for the display! Prepare the props! I walk towards her. Her body shrinks back. SHRINKS BACK!! She trembles with her eyes wide. Focused on me. Scared of what I might do. Afraid of the fate that awaits her. I can''t help but feel satisfied. Satisfied of her SUBMISSION. Resigning herself to the MERCY of my whims! I LOVE it!! It''s intoxicating!!!! But I have to still myself. Now is not the time. Not yet. NOT YET. I hold out the plate of food. I had it with me all along! Even though she saw it, she was STILL scared!!! A testament to my power. My DOMINANCE!! She doesn''t look at the food. Why? Why?? Why, why, why, why, WHY!!!!!?? CAN''T YOU SEE?!!! Can''t you see I''m showing you mercy!!!?? Do you WANT to starve?!! Her eyes stay on me. Locked onto mine. Her pupils are dilated, and shaking in her brilliant whites. Ohhhh!!! How magnificent!! The redness from last night has disappeared! VANISHED!!! Vanished entirely!!!! I stand there. Lost in her eyes. Those BRILLIANT whites! ............. How long? How long had I been standing here? What was I doing? I look at the fearful girl in front of me. Her body trembling up against the wall. Trying to work its way further into the corner. Ahhhh. So lovely. So BEAUTIFUL!!! This girl. This beautiful CREATURE!!! This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source. I set the plate I am holding down in front of her. Her eyes still never leave mine. Her gaze is locked on mine. SHE won''t break it. SHE won''t look away until I''m gone! A deep irritation stirs inside of me. I can''t stand it. I CAN''T!!! No more!!! I have to change her. CHANGE this behavior!!! Soon.... Soon she will see. SOON all will be well! But now she must eat. She needs to live. I NEED her to live. I need HER!! I push the plate closer with my boot. She won''t take it. She won''t EAT!! I can''t stand it. I can''t take it anymore! I crouch down and pick up the plate in a flurry of movement. She shrinks back and contorts her body further into the corner than I thought possible in response to my sudden movement. No..... NO!!! NO MORE!!! You WILL eat. YOU WILL do as I say!!!! I grab a hand full of the food from the plate, and with my other hand, I pry open her mouth. "Argh!!" She BIT ME!!!!!!! BIT ME! Actually BIT me!!!!! No.... no! No! No! No! No! No! NO!!!!!! I throw the food to the floor and grip her upper and lower jaw with both of my hands. She WILL learn RESPECT!!! She WILL learn what I am CAPABLE of!!!! I pull hard with both hands, stretching her mouth open and pulling her jaws apart. She lets out a GROSS gurgling noise as the corner of her lips tear slightly. How repulsive. REPULSIVE!!! The appearance she has now! What a savage!!! Where is her elegance?! How can she spread her mouth open this wide?!!! I feel my face contort as I look down on her. Her pupils are shaking violently in her eyes, and tears are running off the sides of her face. Has she learned? Learned her place? Learned what is to be expected? I once again grab and hand full off the plate and force it into her mouth. Changing my grip, I force her mouth closed and bring my face close to hers. Close. CLOSE!!! All I see is her!!! For a moment I am taken back. I can''t think of anything. Anything but HER!! But she nods. She shuts her eyes tightly, and swallows the food with much to much effort. How grotesque. I can''t BE here anymore. I can''t LOOK at her. I turn and leave. Leaving her to her meal. Without looking back, I exit the room. So much to do. SO SO much!!! I quickly make plans for the future. I Abduct Another Tonight. It has to be tonight! I must hurry. I can''t STAND it!! I watch her from my seat. My eyes never leave her. But no one notices. NO ONE!! No one pays attention!!!! She is sitting at the bar. She isn''t innocent. Not like the other. Not like HER!! She''s a WHORE. A SLUT!!! She sips her drink as she looks for a male. Her PREY! A man sits next to her at the bar. No! No! NO!!! She can''t!! She''s MINE!!! I grind my teeth together. I can''t stand it. I can''t TAKE it. It HAS to be tonight. It WILL be tonight. "Can I get you anything?" My gaze shifts to the waitress. Stupid woman. Can''t you see? Can''t you see I am busy? Can you not recognize my GREATNESS at work? She smiles at me, waiting for a response. How foolish. She doesn''t suspect a thing. The dumb slut. ONLY looking at the surface. ONLY seeing what the WANT to see. Controlled by their lust! But not her. No. SHE is still innocent. SHE is different. SHE belongs to ME!!! "No, that''ll be all. Can I get the check?" I respond to her in a normal voice. A voice acceptable for the public. "No problem, I''ll be right back." She smiles again and winks at me before turning and walking off. So foolish. So FOOLISH!!! How can she not KNOW?! How could she not see?! The simpleton. I imagine her cut into little pieces. Spread out before HER. How would SHE react? How would SHE see me? I shake my head. I need to calm myself. CALM. I need to focus..... I need to be ready. I look back at the bar. The man is walking away from her, and she has a bitter expression. Oh! What is this? Joy! How Joyous!! She is in my hands! MY hands!! Tonight she will see me! And ONLY me!! And HER.... I stand up and walk over. Her repulsive blonde hair almost makes me gag. I take my eyes off of it. I can''t be distracted. I weave through the tables and approach the bar. Sitting at the empty seat beside her, I turn to her and smile. She notices me, and scans me from head to toe. .....How EASY. How SIMPLE! This garbage. She is the LOWEST of them. Seemingly content with price of my clothes, she smiles back at me. I break eye contact. I can hardly LOOK at her. How REVOLTING! She DISGUSTS me! But I can''t show it. No. I have to make her feel safe. Make her feel wanted. Make her feel like I am the average guy. Someone she can take advantage of. Someone she can PROFIT off of. I catch the bartender and order us a drink. I notice her grinning to herself from the side. How stupid. She thinks I FELL for her?! She thinks she has CONTROL over ME?! I''ll show it to her. I''ll show her who I am. I''ll show her what I can do. She will witness it. Witness ME! ME, and all of my glory!! She is nothing but a prop! A PAWN in my plan!!! My plan to show HER! To get her to understand. Understand ME!! No. I almost lose myself. I need to stay focused. She can''t sense anything is off. She can''t suspect. She WON''T. I turn back to face her. Her self-gratifying face is enough to send me over the edge. I want to break her. Break her beyond repair. I want to mess her up. Show her what I''ve done to her. Make her understand what she is. What she TRULY is. I''ll use her as fodder. And she''ll be GRATEFUL for it!! I bring myself back. Calm. CALM. I take a breath. "Are you okay?" If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. She pats me on the back and I have to stop myself from flinching. How DARE she. How dare she TOUCH me! Masking my revulsion, I smile at her. "I''m fine. I just got out of a bad relationship." I see a glint in her eye. She has taken the bait. It''s to be expected. Expected of someone like her. "You''re kidding! A handsome guy like you? She doesn''t deserve you anyway!" She moves her hand from my back to my shoulder and lightly squeezes, massaging it in play. What a crude gesture. Is she trying to seduce me? How pathetic. PATHETIC!! I swallow the words in my throat and laugh. The bartender sets our drinks on the bar, and we sip them while we talk. It''s agonizing. TORTURE!! She sips her drink repeatedly while she flirts with me. How desperate. How DISGUSTING. I almost abandon everything and leave. But I can''t. I NEED this. Need this more than anything. She is NECESSARY. I laugh at her quips and grin at her touch, fantasizing about what I will do to her. What she will become. What I will turn her into. Once we leave. Once we are alone. At long last we finish our drinks. "I hope I can make it home tonight..." She eyes me while complaining. She''s too obvious. Transparent. I hate that. Hate her! I need to see HER! I''ve been away for far too long! I imagine the scent of her gorgeous black hair..... it sends shivers up my spine. I smirk and reply to her, "You can come to my place if you''d like." She gasps, putting on an act of astonishment. Teasing me. "How bold! Do you always take a girl home from places like these?" I shrug my shoulders. "Well, I''m only offering." She taps her chin, pretending to contemplate her decision. I almost have to advert my eyes. I can''t take it anymore. Soon. I have to end it soon. "Hmm, I don''t normally do this, but you seem like a nice guy and all so..... I guess it''d be alright... My god... what am I saying." She acts like she is new to this. But I KNOW. I know WHO she is. I recognize her. She is a predator. But I am GREATER. I am different. Different from her! She will come to understand. She will come to SEE!! "It''ll be fine, I''ll take care of you." She puts on a seductive smile. "My, what a gentleman. Then I''ll be in your care." She gives me a wink and laughs. I take care of the bill and guide her by the hand outside. Outside. Outside at last! The beautiful night sky! I almost drown in it! I guide her to my car. As we approach and she realizes it''s mine, I catch her smirking to herself. It would seem she approves. After all, it is a nice car. Walking up to the side of my car, I unlock it, open the passenger seat, and holding her hand; I guide her to her seat. As she sits, with a smooth and practiced motion, I pull a cloth out of a bag in my back pocket, and place it over her face. Taking a moment to realize what was happening, she is only able to struggle briefly before she falls unconscious. Finally. FINALLY!! I thought it would never end! I glance around the parking lot, but I had parked at the far end, and there wasn''t anyone nearby. Good. Perfect. FANTASTIC!! With this.... With this it is done! With this SHE will understand. With this I will SHOW HER!! Unable to control my excitement, I climb into the drivers seat, buckle the seat belt around the girl, and drive home; imagining the wonders to come.