Kidnapped And Diapered Novels & Stories

"No! No! I'm not going anywhere with them! Mama, papa please don't let him take me", I cried as two huge men in black suits and sunglasses pulled me, kicking and screaming toward a slick black car that was waiting for me in front of my parents house. I wasn't going to agree to this, I can't be married to that devil. When we got to the car and they were about to shove me in, I prompted my leg on the closed door and the side of the car closest to the boot. I pushed with all my might but that only seemed to amused the men. No matter I didn't care. Another of the men who was dressed similar to the two baboons holding me came and grabbed my feet, then proceeded to tie them up. Now, I was really s

Odessa said. She thought that if she had stood up to her parents and lived the kind of life that she wanted to live in the first place, then maybe she would not have encountered a situation where she was kidnapped she forced to live as the sex slave for a man. She was really regretting doing all that her parents wanted her to do. They said that they were doing it for her own good but it was all lies. She was just a tool for her parents. A tool that they could use to get more money. When she did not have any use, they kicked her away.

Even if they had managed to get away from the factory, they might have stumbled into another peril—perhaps falling into a hidden ravine or encountering some wild animals. When they were caught and brought back, the path they thought they'd run so far down had seemed shockingly short. The kidnappers had hauled them back with terrifying speed, underscoring how small and powerless their steps indeed were. Cliff had no idea what punishments awaited them after this failed attempt. All he could do was keep comforting Alice, whispering words of reassurance over and over. That period was nothing short of a nightmare for Alice. The only thing that could soothe her was Cliff's gentle presence. Without

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

invited the orphanage mother. "You're welcome ma'am, sorry we have to leave immediately because we have other business," said Jhonatan's men. They left and the orphanage mother gave the food that the two men had given her to the children. At first they were very happy and ate very well but after a few minutes the food was digested the children suddenly fell ill, they felt pain in the stomach, dizziness and nausea. "What's wrong with you kids, don't make me worry," said the orphanage mother as she approached each child lying on the floor in pain.

I knew I still needed to apologize for what happened yesterday "You look stressed, should I make a bath for you?" She asked "Don't worry about that," I said softly, my eyes shifting towards her "Your kids, what...what about them?" Cherry asked. I stared up at her, and a look I couldn't put together quickly crossed her face before I could read meaning into it I swallowed hard, plopping down on the couch. "They were kidnapped..." "Kidnapped? How I mean, why? Are they okay?" Cherry asked, concern clouding her face

“Do you know I never abandoned you?” The ache was constant, sharper than hunger, deeper than exhaustion. She had been stolen from her babies before she even knew their names but she called them Sunshine. Their names lived in her heart like fragile glass. She feared one day she might forget the sound of their cries, the warmth of their tiny hands. That fear kept her alive. The kidnappers thrived on cruelty. Once a year, they made a show of their power.

Jazzy was escorted into the office. Madeline had pieced together the story from the chatty doorman. The orphanage was filled mostly with kids without families. However, Jazzy's story was even more heart-wrenching. She was kidnapped at three years old, and probably since she was a girl, she was not sold. She spent her days begging on the streets until the police found her. Back then, beggars like her were part of a grim operation, forced to give up most of their earnings, keeping just enough to survive.

She answered as her dad scratched his jaw as he nodded his head slowly. "I see, since you don't want to get your hands dirty then, how about a kidnapping attempt. We take her threaten her and then leave her after she has promised to stay away from Adrian." He said as Sophia smiled. "Perfect idea Daddy, I like that one better. This will work perfectly well." She said as they both nodded their heads as Vicky was in support of this idea as well. This was good as well. ******* Maria packed her things ready to leave the library after an uneventful day. It was really nice because all she did was read up on some books, and signed out books to people. Even the librarian Mrs Hassan didn't disturb her

He required staring at me in a way that made me uncomfortable. "Two freaking days! Where on the earth are you taking me to? You kidnapped me and you are asking me if I slept well? God! I hope you rot in hell. Today happened to be a day every woman dreamt of but thanks to you, it's a nightmare!" I burst out crying for the first time since I got kidnapped, his eyes softened at the sight of my tears but he made no move to console me.