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My Dark Captor excerpt
"I'm not here for money. I'm looking for a little green notebook. Is that in the safe too?"
"Y-yes! It belongs to my husband. I ... I'll give it to you."
"Good girl. Then take me to the safe."
He let go of my throat and grabbed me by the arm. I brought him to George's office and to the safe hidden behind a painting. The burglar let go of me and waited for me to open the safe. With trembling fingers, I was looking for the notebook when the gun George kept there came into my field of vision. My heart was pounding loudly. Should I risk it?
"Don't even think about it", hissed the man, putting his hand painfully around my neck.
I sobbed.
"Please. I ... I'm just looking for the notebook."
A hand reached over my shoulder into the safe and removed the gun. My heart sank. I probably wouldn't have been able to take the man out fast enough anyway. I wasn't even sure if I knew how to unlock a gun.
"Find the damn book!"
Nervously I rummaged through the safe until I finally found the notebook. I pulled it out and the man took it out of my hand and shoved it into a pocket on his belt. I was staring at him. Would he leave me alone now and disappear?
Oh please, God, please!
"I gave you what you wanted. Please ... go now."
The burglar roughly grasped my chin and raised it. His dark eyes looked at me insistently. I felt a nervous flutter in my stomach.
"You are a rare beauty", he said quietly. "How did a man like George Kidman manage to get a hold of such a jewel?"
"Please go", I whispered.
"You're too precious for a man like him", the stranger whispered. "I am going to take you with me. But first we have to take care of something else. You wanted to reach for the weapon, didn't you? His grip tightened and I whimpered. "I know it went through your pretty head. You really thought you could take me out, hmm?"
"Please", I sobbed.
"I'm going to have to punish you, darling. You will have to learn that I demand absolute obedience and respect from you."
Fear wrapped around my throat. Tears began to run down my cheeks. The stranger used his free hand and wiped away a tear with his thumb.
"Shhhhh", he said quietly, leaning forward to lick more tears from my cheek.
I was trembling. I had never been so afraid, but at the same time the situation was strangely intimate. A shiver ran over my body.
"Do you think ten spanks are enough for your disobedience?" he whispered into my ear.
"W-what?" I croaked in panic.
Ten spanks? Oh, my God, this guy really wanted to hit me. I tried to get away from him, but he grabbed me, and before I knew it I was bent over George's desk. I screamed in horror. One hand rested on my neck and held me in place while the other pushed up my nightgown.
Oh no! Oh no! Please no! Please God, let me wake up and it was all just a dream.
But it wasn't a dream. The man behind me was very real. He was stroking one hand up my thigh and kneaded my bottom. I could hear his breath getting heavier. OMG! He was going to rape me. Maybe even kill me.
"Noooooo!" I screamed and tried to defend myself. Unsuccessfully. The man was strong and his grip was like a rigid steel band. "Please don't."
The man tore my panties off with a single jerk and my panic sent adrenaline down my body. I fought like a lioness, but to no avail. A hard stroke landed on my ass and I screamed. It burned like hell. My ex John had a bit of a weakness for spanking, but his smacks had been playful. The intruder's beating was anything but playful.
"One", the man said calmly as if he was counting sheep.
Another hard hit.
"Two."
When he got to five, I stopped fighting back. At seven a moan escaped me and at nine I felt wetness collecting between my thighs. I hated myself. How could it excite me to be beaten up by a stranger, a criminal?
"Ten!" said the stranger after the last spank.
He placed his large hand on my abused bottom and patted it almost lovingly. The leather of his glove felt soothingly cool on my burning skin. His hand disappeared and when it returned the glove was gone. His hand felt rough. Slowly it slid down my bottom and between my legs. My cheeks got hot as he let his fingers glide through my wet folds.
"Hmmm. Interesting. Looks like you enjoyed the little punishment. I knew you were perfect for me. I will teach you to welcome the pain, darling. And you will learn that good behavior gets rewarded. I think you deserve a little reward now."
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"Y-yes! It belongs to my husband. I ... I'll give it to you."
"Good girl. Then take me to the safe."
He let go of my throat and grabbed me by the arm. I brought him to George's office and to the safe hidden behind a painting. The burglar let go of me and waited for me to open the safe. With trembling fingers, I was looking for the notebook when the gun George kept there came into my field of vision. My heart was pounding loudly. Should I risk it?
"Don't even think about it", hissed the man, putting his hand painfully around my neck.
I sobbed.
"Please. I ... I'm just looking for the notebook."
A hand reached over my shoulder into the safe and removed the gun. My heart sank. I probably wouldn't have been able to take the man out fast enough anyway. I wasn't even sure if I knew how to unlock a gun.
"Find the damn book!"
Nervously I rummaged through the safe until I finally found the notebook. I pulled it out and the man took it out of my hand and shoved it into a pocket on his belt. I was staring at him. Would he leave me alone now and disappear?
Oh please, God, please!
"I gave you what you wanted. Please ... go now."
The burglar roughly grasped my chin and raised it. His dark eyes looked at me insistently. I felt a nervous flutter in my stomach.
"You are a rare beauty", he said quietly. "How did a man like George Kidman manage to get a hold of such a jewel?"
"Please go", I whispered.
"You're too precious for a man like him", the stranger whispered. "I am going to take you with me. But first we have to take care of something else. You wanted to reach for the weapon, didn't you? His grip tightened and I whimpered. "I know it went through your pretty head. You really thought you could take me out, hmm?"
"Please", I sobbed.
"I'm going to have to punish you, darling. You will have to learn that I demand absolute obedience and respect from you."
Fear wrapped around my throat. Tears began to run down my cheeks. The stranger used his free hand and wiped away a tear with his thumb.
"Shhhhh", he said quietly, leaning forward to lick more tears from my cheek.
I was trembling. I had never been so afraid, but at the same time the situation was strangely intimate. A shiver ran over my body.
"Do you think ten spanks are enough for your disobedience?" he whispered into my ear.
"W-what?" I croaked in panic.
Ten spanks? Oh, my God, this guy really wanted to hit me. I tried to get away from him, but he grabbed me, and before I knew it I was bent over George's desk. I screamed in horror. One hand rested on my neck and held me in place while the other pushed up my nightgown.
Oh no! Oh no! Please no! Please God, let me wake up and it was all just a dream.
But it wasn't a dream. The man behind me was very real. He was stroking one hand up my thigh and kneaded my bottom. I could hear his breath getting heavier. OMG! He was going to rape me. Maybe even kill me.
"Noooooo!" I screamed and tried to defend myself. Unsuccessfully. The man was strong and his grip was like a rigid steel band. "Please don't."
The man tore my panties off with a single jerk and my panic sent adrenaline down my body. I fought like a lioness, but to no avail. A hard stroke landed on my ass and I screamed. It burned like hell. My ex John had a bit of a weakness for spanking, but his smacks had been playful. The intruder's beating was anything but playful.
"One", the man said calmly as if he was counting sheep.
Another hard hit.
"Two."
When he got to five, I stopped fighting back. At seven a moan escaped me and at nine I felt wetness collecting between my thighs. I hated myself. How could it excite me to be beaten up by a stranger, a criminal?
"Ten!" said the stranger after the last spank.
He placed his large hand on my abused bottom and patted it almost lovingly. The leather of his glove felt soothingly cool on my burning skin. His hand disappeared and when it returned the glove was gone. His hand felt rough. Slowly it slid down my bottom and between my legs. My cheeks got hot as he let his fingers glide through my wet folds.
"Hmmm. Interesting. Looks like you enjoyed the little punishment. I knew you were perfect for me. I will teach you to welcome the pain, darling. And you will learn that good behavior gets rewarded. I think you deserve a little reward now."
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