Kidnap Fantasy Stories Novels & Stories

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 life

I gasped and looked at him with wide eyes. "What do you want from me?" I said glaring at him. "I don't want anything from you. I want you." He smirked and walked towards me. "What? Are you a psychopath?" I yelled and started hitting his chest. "Enough!" He yelled and stopped me from hitting him anymore by holding my hands. "You know this is considered kidnapping. This is illegal and I will sue you when I leave." The man laughed a malicious laugh. "You think I will let you leave? You think you could get away from me? I suggest you get used to her and get comfortable in this room. This is yours from now on." His voice was dead serious.

My emerald ring, gold tops are still there. My mother gifted me the ring on my eighteenth birthday and the gold tops on my 25th last year. Nothing except my phone is missing. It means that the kidnappers didn't want money. It only means that the purpose of my kidnapping is neither money nor for molestation, they might have some other purpose. Maybe they kidnapped me to get some ransom money. Suddenly I remembered the names of Scorpion and Phoenix mafia which I heard just before passing out. My mind started working and I got lots of obsessive thoughts like maybe a handsome mafia boss fell in love with me.( Hahaha....Note the sarcasm.)

It can’t be, right? No, it can’t be. Even though I read something like this. It was part of an action story where she was kidnapped and they shaved all of the woman’s hair, even the eyebrows, because the kidnaper was a collector of different hair colors. He was obsessed with the natural color of the hair so he kidnapped victims just to shave their hair then rape and kill them afterwards. It was a pretty boring book titled ‘The Hairnapper’. I also don’t like the ending because it made the female lead looked like a stupid kind girl that is also obsessed with that damn killer.

When it ended , he let out a long breath. “ They are trying to bring you down” he said. “ The kind of manipulation is common in kidnapping cases. They want you desperate enough to comply without question. “ Well, Am ready to give them whatever they want as long as they will give my son back. ”Daniela” Alexander said warningly. “ No!” She snapped, turning to him. “ Don't you start this again, Alexander. He is our son! Our baby! How can you think of holding on to your precious money when you are out there suffering?”

Victor stopped in front of her, tilting her chin up with two fingers. “Hands behind your back.” She obeyed instantly. He produced silk restraints from his pocket—soft, black, expensive. Bound her wrists in seconds, tight enough to bite, loose enough to wriggle. The vulnerability sent a fresh rush of arousal straight to her clit. Jade’s hand slid lower, two fingers slipping easily inside her, curling slow and deep. “Look at him while I finger you,” Jade whispered. “Show him how desperate you are.” Lila’s eyes locked on Victor’s as Jade pumped in and out, thumb circling her swollen clit with maddening precision. Her hips rocked helplessly, chasing more.

The waitress left the menus, running down the specials before pouring us sparkling water. “Do you kidnap women all the time and take them to breakfast?” I asked him as I folded my napkin in my lap. “Kidnap? I recall you leaving willingly.” “Are you sure about that? I mean, you had so much bass in your voice it sounded more like a command.”

I ask. Kira doesn’t say a word, so I stop. "Rhys," she begs. "Is it?" I ask again. "Yes," she mumbles. "What else?" I demand. Kira shivers when I trail my fingers down her stomach. She moans my name, the sound of it rushing straight to my cock. I pull her shirt open the rest of the way. "Here’s what’s gonna happen." I kiss her belly. "You are going to read me every one of those fantasies, and I will make them come true." Another kiss, this time much lower. "I will spend the night giving you something real to write about."

But the man who returned my baby to me said, “Diane was certainly wrong for doing this, but when my wife and I found her baby, someone was about to inject her with something. They were about to hurt the baby. “I think anyone in her position would’ve lost control. Besides, Diane was only doing this to find her baby. Even though it was a little extreme, I can empathize with her as a parent.” A mother noticed that I had wrapped a blanket around her child and even changed some of the babies’ diapers before the “kidnapping” started. They looked at me with mixed feelings. The lawyer, who had offered to help me before, handed her baby to her husband. “I’m Charlotte Gold, an attorney at Gold & Co. I

You became my world but all it took was one night for everything to change. I remember that day clearly. The 11th July 2002. I had put you to sleep and I went to sleep a smile on my face. Then the next day when I woke up and went to check on you, you were not there. The window was open and there was a note in your cradle. You had been kidnapped. I went crazy looking for you. I was ready to give anything I had to find you. The condition of the kidnappers was I had to adopt a certain boy when he turned 15. They told me the only way they would agree to give you back was if I promised I would not become close to you. I had to make you feel unwanted and then when I adopt the boy I should do every