Kidnapped And Tickled Novels & Stories

Elijah asked, pointing to our son. Hikari sniffed, taking his thumb from his mouth. “Saki and Akio kidnapped Teddy while I was napping,” he began clutching the bear tighter. “They said I had to clean their toys for a week if I wanted him back,” he explained. Elijah and I shared a look. Now neither of us brothers ever pulled that on each other. But we know for a fact our dad and Uncle Adam used a very similar tactic against Aunt Sophia when they were kids. “Dad is never telling the girls his childhood stories,” I sighed. “And then what happened?” Elijah gestured for Hikari to continue. “We were only playing,” Saki pouted.

“This is your home now, Zarina! You belong here, with us. You don’t have any other place to go. You’re a nobody, a worthless orphan. You should be grateful for what I’m offering you.” His words cut through me like a knife. I’m not worthless, I’m not a nobody. I’m a person, with my own dreams, hopes, and fears. “I am grateful,” I say, my voice shaking with rage. “Grateful for being kidnapped? Grateful for being treated like a prisoner? Grateful for not being allowed to be free?”

He thought for a while and gave an order that made Liana think that she would soon be kidnapped. "Take her, but knock her unconscious first."

He eventually got up putting me in a headlock and tickled my sides " So annoying you are!" " Please, I'm sorryyyy... Stooop." " Only for the sake of breakfast you prepared or else I would have kicked you out and slept!" He tickled me more " Generousss, Bubbaaaa stoppp." I was roaring with laughter " Hmm nice... Try more." I tried to smack his hands, and wiggle to go out of his grip but this torture didn't stop so I begged, " Prettyyy please Bubba... Please, my stomach and butt hurt."

I demanded. Hahaha... He laughed as he stood up from the armchair and he sat beside me on the bed, my first instinct was to get a way from him but the chain is a big barrier. "I wish I could do that but I can't." He stared into my eyes and then he ran his hand through my hair... God have mercy. "What...what is the meaning of this?" I demanded, my voice shaking with rage. "Why did you kidnap me from my wedding?" I mean no explanations will be good enough but I still need to know.

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.

“ how many more minutes till y’all are done playing this little hide and seek game? Its getting boring” “ Are you aware that you’re actually kidnapped” the guy said, just to be sure. “ well now I am” “ Then why did you call it hide and seek?” “ Oh sorry, tic tac toe sounds more appropriate” she said with a scoff and lowkey, it pissed her guard off. “ at this pace, you might as well get killed before we find a use of you” “ excuse you, I am a living breathing human… if you can be used like an object, I interject on my behalf”

"T....taha is your childhood friend. Won't you give a discount?" What? Am I really bargaining with him on this! The hell! "No discounts... bhabhiji!" He mocked and bending down lifted me up on his shoulder. A squeal escaped my lips but I had to keep my voice down or else someone might hear me. My heart was crawling its way up to my throat. "Please....put me down!" "With pleasure." He said and like a sack he threw me on the bed. Ow! I gasped as he hovered over me and grabbing my wrist in a painful grip pinned both of them above my head.

I tried to bounce myself a little and felt the plush softness envelop me. I expected to be waking on a cold floor or basement. It was little more than I deserved for how I spent the years leading up to my arrest and prison sentence. But I wasn’t cold, and I certainly wasn't in a basement. Hell, there was even a soft blanket covering my body. What kind of kidnapper made sure you were covered with a blanket? Kidnapper. Fuck! How had I managed to get into trouble this time? I hadn't been in contact with anyone from that previous life. I was just getting my shit together. And now what? Was I about to die here?