Falling for My Kidnapper
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"Take me, please." This time into his ear. He sat up some and grabbed my hips pulling me on to him harder. The deeper he went the more I lost control. I could tell he was holding back. Maybe he was afraid to hurt me. The bruises, because of what he knows about my past, He thinks he has to treat me like I'm fragile. I looked straight into his eyes. "I can take it, please, I want you to make me yours." I was begging him now. I saw his face change as he sat up and pushed my legs up higher. Suddenly he was slamming into me… ***** When Sandra married Ryan she thought she had married her hero. A young bright police detective on his way up. It wasn't long before she realized she was wrong. A narcissistic abusive man with the support of the city and the police department. She was trapped. Caged. Until the night of her monthly trip to the movies with the friends she was allowed. The other police detective’s wives. She saw his eyes as he leaned against the wall. A tinge of recognition as she walked past him. Then everything went dark.
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Falling for My Kidnapper Darkness
SandraI looked at my friends as I sat down. "Okay, girls usual movie selfie" I set the timer on my phone and took a selfie with all of us in it. Tanya smiled at me as she either enjoyed the traditional selfie or understood what it was for. I could never tell. Maybe I would ask her one day. I took one for every movie and sent it to Ryan. So he knew where I was and that I wasn't lying to him.To: Ry (Husband) (Forever)Hey Handsome. Here we are at the movies. :) I hope your day is going well. love you forever...XoXo. -Sandy✅️ attachment sent successfully.I put my phone down waiting for his response. Seconds later I felt a vibration.From: Ry (Husband) (Forever)Why do they insist on dressing like freaks? I hate that hoodie. enjoy your movie. Message me as soon as it is over. love you until death. My wife. -Ry I giggled at his hating the hoodie and put my phone away. He is usually pacified after the picture. The movie was going to start as the theatre got very dark. Tanya grabbed my
Falling for My Kidnapper Detective
Ryan I pulled out of the driveway and headed towards the lower south area. I needed a bump. I thought about my night with my wife. I will do better tonight, she will owe me anyway for allowing her to attend that movie without me. She got off easy considering but she always cries. Sometimes even screams and tells me Im hurting her. Begs me to stop. It just makes me wanna slam into her harder. She belongs to me. That slit is mine, I'll fuck it however I please. Most of the people in this city respect my authority. Except for my wife. She gets punished for it. There is the brotherhood gang. Bunch of worthless criminals, I will shoot them all if I have to. I can justify it easily. The captain didn't even really question it the last time. That old fool thinks I walk on water. Like Im Batman, Just here to save the city. I took the detective job to make more money. I never realized the freedom it would give me. Now I am a king. I had to find my informant Darrell in the south. He was a deale
Falling for My Kidnapper UNWELCOME
SandraThe ride home was quiet. "I think your banquet went well. I'm so proud of you" I finally got the courage to say as we rode down the city block. Ryan was so quiet. I just looked out the window. It wasn't a long drive from the banquet back to our house, a small house, in American Suburbia. A nice house with a white picket fence. Ryan had hired landscapers as he didn't trust me to decorate the outside. I was upset, I really loved flowers, but I knew better than to argue with him. Designers decorated the inside before we moved in after his promotion. The house didn't feel like home. I had put nothing of myself inside of it. When he pulled into the garage, he turned off the car and got out. Leaving me afraid to move. What had I done? Why was he not speaking and slamming the door shut? I thought back through the night. What could have set him off? I was dressed nicely. I hadn’t put dark eyeshadow on. I hadn't spoken out of turn since he left new fingerprints on my thigh. He had g
Falling for My Kidnapper The Burd house
SandraI looked into the mirror, gently applying the concealer to my eye to hide the greenish-brown fade of an old bruise. The key to the city to the biggest monster, I couldn't slow my thoughts, but I was getting better at controlling my mouth. It had been a week or more since I had upset him to the point that he laid his hands on me. Mrs. Detective Ryan Burd, or so the department referred to me, Nameless. I looked into the mirror attentively to be sure I didn't have to have any awkward "I'm clumsy" conversations. I stood up slowly. My hair fell to my shoulders. I wanted to have it cut but he wouldn't allow it. Told me if he wanted to date a man, he would have married one. I laughed inside at the thought of a gay Ryan and began brushing my tangles out. I stared at my face in the mirror. Light eye shadow, little eyeliner, and some gloss. Hopefully, this would pacify his insecurities. My black hair looked dark over the pale shade of my skin. I had more bruises on my arm but knew I
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