Blood is comfort// BDSM

Gone

11:04 A.M.

Fuck.

My head is ringing.

It hurts so damn badly.

I observe that I'm in a trunk of a moving car.

I don't wanna make any noises because I don't want the kidnapper to know I'm awake.

What the hell am I gonna do?

My memory never faded, but I was still very caught in shock.

I had absolutely no clue on what to do.

I have to do something, I can't just sit here and do nothing about what's happening.

My eyes then start swelling.

The realization of being kidnapped is finally kicking in.

A sudden tear rolls slowly down my cheek.

And then another, and another.

I then ball my eyes out, trying to stay as quiet as possible.

I began whimpering and my nose sniffling.

I accidentally whimper a little too loud, and I hear the driver grunt.

"Oh, looks like someone's awake." The person murmured lightly.

Their voice sounded kinda hot, and they sound like a girl.

But that could be the least of my problems right now.

"Hold on, sweetie." She says as she pulls to the side of the road.

She parks the car, and I can hear her open the door.

Fuck, she's coming over here.

As I felt the sun shining on my body, I could tell that the door was opening.

I began to whimper, and shake.

More tears went down my face, underneath the bandana.

The girl said, "Shut the fuck up, don't make this harder than it has to be. I don't wanna hurt you because you're so cute."

That sort of made me blush, and I wasn't as afraid after she said that.

But I lost her trust already because she pulled me by my hair.

"Don't fight it, mamas."

She dragged me across the dirt road, which scratched my back a bit.

She threw me into the car, leaving me on the floor of the passenger seat, leaving me in a ball position.

"Stay there." She grunted.

She opens the driving seat and sits down.

"Okay, baby, you're gonna have to cooperate with me, okay?" She says as she settles in her seat.

She leans over my body and tells me to turn around.

She untangles the bandana over my eyes, revealing my face.

I then look up at her.

Oh, wow.

She is sexy.

Her boobs are humungous.

The tattoos on her neck, and arms are so attractive.

Her lips are plump and light pink.

Her silver messy hair blows me away.

The veins on her wrist make a shiver go down my back.

Why is she stunning?

She kidnapped me, I can't be thinking these things.