Scooby-doo Come Undone Novels & Stories

He reached out and wiped some sauce off my cheek with his thumb. “That’s enough pizza for you tonight,” he said calmly. “A real bitch doesn’t need human food. All the protein your body needs can come from the cum you will be drinking for the rest of the night.” The men laughed loudly in agreement. Marcus tugged the leash, pulling me closer. “Now be a good girl and wait. Your real dinner is coming soon.” I sat there on my knees, face filthy, body aching, and mind completely broken — yet strangely content in my new role.

"She's not at her table. Not in any of the public areas. We checked the bathrooms, the coat check, everywhere. She's gone." "That's impossible. We locked down the building the second Ms. Thorne collapsed." "I know, sir. But she's not here." Marco's jaw clenched. "Check the security footage. Find out when she left and how." "Already on it. But sir....there's another problem." "What?" "The security footage for the main ballroom. The feed cut out at 9:46 PM. Right after the incident. Someone corrupted the files." Marco felt cold fury wash over him.