Obsession – Girl Abducted Read Online Claire Thompson

Categories Genre: BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 54651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
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Mark shook his head and pulled her tighter into his arms. “Hush, now. You’re upsetting yourself needlessly. You’re safe. You have been set free from the world that feeds off your fame and talent. Your only focus now will be learning to serve me. I am your Master. I own you.”

Alana went limp in his arms, but when he shifted to see her face, it was twisted into an ugly grimace. “You won’t get away with this,” she hissed.

“I already have,” he replied calmly. “The deed is done. And now it’s time for you to accept it and deal with it.”

Alana turned her head away, the anger fairly radiating from her form. He was getting annoyed again. He’d been tolerant because of the initial shock, but enough was enough.

He grabbed her by the hair and forced her to turn back toward him. “I know you hate me right now and that’s regrettable. But I adore you. I’ve waited a lifetime for you. I will never, ever, let you go.”

Alana didn’t speak. She had closed her eyes, as if she could escape in some small measure by refusing to look at him. Mark decided to let this pass. His cock was rigid, pressed hard against her thigh. “Now, I want you to suck my cock. Do it like your life depends on it. Because guess what? It does.”

He pushed her down and forced her head to his cock. Her lips were pressed tightly closed, but a swift slap across her face caused her to gasp, and when her pretty mouth opened, he shoved his erect cock between her lips.

A sudden, sharp pain circled his shaft like needles, and he shouted with surprised pain as he instinctively shoved her away. “You bit me, you fucking cunt!” Blind fury scalded his brain, and without stopping to think, he smacked Alana hard across the back of her head, the force of his blow knocking her from the bed.

She scrambled to her feet as if to run, but Mark jumped up, easily catching up to her with one long stride. Grabbing her by the throat, he swung her back toward the bed. Pinning her with his own body, he sat across her chest. Alana kicked and thrashed, desperately trying to free herself from his grasp.

He sat back slightly, straddling her hips, his cock resting lightly on her belly. While she continued to struggle helplessly beneath him, Mark looked down at his bruised shaft. She hadn’t broken the skin. Lucky for her. Still, this continued, willful defiance was unacceptable.

“I can see that you need to be punished. You obviously don’t yet understand your position. I’m going to teach you how to behave, little girl. The lesson starts now and will go on for as long as it takes.”

Climbing off her, Mark stood and pulled his captive roughly to her feet.

Alana continued to struggle, ineffectually batting at Mark’s chest with her fists. “Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!”

Ignoring her cries, Mark half-pushed, half-carried her toward the double doors of the large walk-in bedroom closet. Pulling open the doors, he thrust her into the closet. The space held clothing along one wall, his and hers, neatly hanging on two bars. Shoes were arranged in pairs on the cedar floor beneath the clothing.

A large metal animal cage he’d purchased just for her stood against the other wall, its door open. Mark forced Alana into a crouching position and began to maneuver her into the cage. All at once, she reached up wildly and raked her fingernails down his cheek, leaving stinging trails in their wake. Mark barely noticed, intent on getting her into the cage.

Finally, he succeeded in forcing her into the enclosed space. He slammed the door shut with a clang and snapped the padlock into place.

“Let me go, you bastard, you bastard!” she howled.

As he regarded her, Mark touched his cheek, pulling back fingers smeared with his own blood. She certainly had spirit—he had to give her that. But then, that was one of the things he loved about her. Still, the feisty little bitch would have to pay. She had earned her punishment, and then some.

He walked out of the closet and closed the doors behind him without a backward glance. She continued to wail as he went into the bathroom to use the toilet and wash his face. She was still whimpering when he pulled on his pajama bottoms and left the bedroom.

In the kitchen, he put on a pot of coffee. While it was brewing, he turned on the news to see what they were saying today about the missing celebrity. It had taken until nightfall for anyone to finally figure out she was actually missing, or at least it had taken that long for it to make it into the news cycle, and today they were running with it. A large reward was being offered for information leading to her return.


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