Kidnapped And Diapered Novels & Stories

Now she can relax a little bit. At the same time, she worried that her baby feel very boring at this place and one day might throw tantrum. So, it is good her baby can interact with the customer here. However, she knows its quite dangerous for the baby to not afraid with a stranger because not all stranger is good. In her country, baby and child kidnapping is quite high. Even though she is in another country that doesn’t have such a problem, she still needs to be careful to look after her baby.

She cleared her throat, and kept some distance between us. “Was it?” I mouthed. I knew nothing about romance. She rolled her eyes at me. “Can you take me home?” “What are you gonna eat? I will ask the…” “You are not going to take me home? Then leave me alone because the moment I get out of here I gonna call the cops on you!” I chuckled, she amused me. “On what charge?” I asked, and folded my arms. I watched her lips moved, her eyes darting before meeting mine. “Kidnapping.”

CAPTIVITY The three brothers were confined in captivity, spending nearly two days in the hands of their kidnappers. The tension in the environment was palpable, and the desire to return home grew stronger with each passing second. Kane, the youngest, expressed his discontent. “I'm tired of this place. I want to go home, celebrate my birthday, eat cake, and open my presents.” Dorian, older by minutes, taunted, “You're such a mommy's boy. You want everything your way.”

He made sure I was well-fed and safe. I thought Lucas hated me. I was, after all, the woman of his greatest rival. Lucas did not let go. He carried me back into the car and whispered, “Jane, if you kissed me just to get back at Ethan, I’d be heartbroken. “For those who call you tainted, I’ll break their bones, tear their skin, and make each one kneel before you and apologize. Would you like that?” Lucas seemed like a madman. I did not know if he would do something insane like the day he kidnapped me.

He took my hand, his grip like steel, and began to pull me along. A silent, primal scream was trapped in my chest. Liar! Predator! Run! Kael, where are you? Help me! But my body was no longer mine. I could only watch as my own head gave a slow, placid nod. "Okay... Uncle." I followed him, a puppet on a string. Kael, Kael, please! Kael, come back, I'm scared... Perhaps some cruel twist of fate heard my silent plea, because my communicator rang. It was Kael.

A dim bulb flickered above me, swinging with every bump, casting shaky shadows that crawled across the metal walls. “You’re awake,” Cassius said from the front seat. He didn’t turn around. “Let me go,” I said, my voice shaking even though I hated that it did. “If I wanted to hurt you,” he said calmly, “I’d have done it already.” “Kidnapping counts as hurting,” I shot back, even though the words trembled out from my mouth. He chuckled softly. “You’ve got a mouth.” “Don’t talk about my father,” I snapped.

“He says he can’t let me go…” “He kidnapped you, Hazel. He’s obsessed. That’s not love. That’s ownership. You’ve changed so much already. Don’t drag an innocent baby into your mess. Get out while you still can. For the kid’s sake.” The call ended with both of them crying. Hazel stared at the dead phone for a long time, Lena’s words echoing in her head. She rested a hand on her stomach, deep in thought. The joy she’d felt when she first saw those two lines was now tangled with crushing doubt and fear.

Traces of the Past The men's echoing footsteps thundered as they rushed down the stairs, the child safely nestled in their padded bag. "Are you having fun?" the man questioned upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, just before the exit, holding a bag with baby items. The three stopped abruptly. Immediately, the henchmen aimed their guns at Matheus.

He was surprised to see the child staring at himself and his mother, who might have thought him to be a kidnapper. "Look at me. In fact, your child." He wanted to clean it up. He did not want any quarrel or misunderstanding in this unknown place of the unknown world. Then Bragg and Neemr had repeatedly explained to him that the dwarves were too dangerous to survive. He didn't want to take trouble. "You are a stranger. They were lying in ambush for our children wandering here for so many days..? Why did you even dare to steal my child? Do you want to eat our children? Or you want to make them your slaves and take them with you.”

Stella POV Maybe just maybe he would bring the money right away. That was what I thought. But instead, the kidnappers began touching my clothes. “Please, no. I am pregnant. I beg you, please spare me,” I pleaded with them as I tried pushing their hands away, but I was one woman against four men, what could I possibly do? My voice broke as I cried, placing a protective hand over my stomach. They all burst out laughing. “Mary paid us to make sure you and your child did not survive, and to make sure we ruin your beautiful body,” one of the kidnappers said.