He marches you through the woods to a small cabin.

From Create Your Own Story

Status: Naked and Kidnapped

The miscreant, keeping you tightly bound, starts marching you through the woods. You wonder where you're going. After what seems like forever, you see a clearing ahead of you. A small cabin appears. "My hidden safe house," the miscreant smirks. "No one will find you here."

"They'll also never find your body, asshole," a voice says from behind. Apparently the words are directed at the miscreant. He starts to turn, but ten men, dressed in all black with black masks, step out of the woods with guns drawn.

"You're finished," says one of the men. "Your men are being systematically exterminated as we speak." He aims his gun directly at the miscreant's no-reflex zone. "R. C. sends his regards." With that, he fires. The miscreant drops to the ground, dead instantly.

The men un-bind you long enough to get you into the small cabin, where after they clean you up in the bathroom and let you perform a necessary function, they take you to the bed and bind your arms to the headboard, gently but securely. Your gag is removed and one of them gives you a glass of water, which eases your parched throat as he helps you drink it.

Able to speak again, you look at the one who seems to be the leader. "Who's R. C.?"

"Our boss," he replies. "That man we killed outside was the Mafia chieftain for this area. R. C. and he have been fighting for control of this territory for a year. Today we made our big move after intensive recon. We stalked and killed him and simultaneously assassinated -- or exterminated, if you prefer -- all of his men. Now R. C. fully controls this area."

"What happens to me?" you inquire.

"I don't yet know," he answers. "We weren't expecting him to have captured a sex slave. We'll have to get word back to R. C. and let him make the decision." He reaches over and starts caressing your body. "I wouldn't mind having a bit of fun with you. Do you prefer being fucked or giving blowjobs?"

He pulls down his pants, and his long, thick cock, already fully hard, pops loose. You start juicing a bit at the thought of taking him on.

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