Chaper 1: captured
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I'm not really a writer so there's probably gonna be a lot of grammar errors and punctuation errors but I've always wanted to share some of my fantasies through story so...yea try not to judge my writing, I tried heh anyways enjoy!
"I'll be fine dad, I'm 18. I think I can handle 1 night by myself." I say with a confident smile.
** "Ok...but if you need anything, just call." He says with that worried expression he always gets when he feels something will go wrong. I put my hand on his shoulder. **
** "Dad. Nothing's going to happen, now go have fun at that party. Oh, and bring me back some beers while your at it." I say, winking at him. **
** "Heh sure bud, see ya in the morning." "See ya dad." he closes the the door behind him and drives off in his truck. **
** After about 2 hours have passed I was starting to get bored just surfing the web. I let out a deep sigh, close my laptop placing it next to my bed and I laid down, staring at the ceiling, wondering what I could do to pass the time. I decided maybe I should just get some sleep. I close my eyes, starting to drift off when all the sudden I hear a loud bang coming from my room door.**
** "Who's there!?" I say with as intimidating of a voice as I could muster which, honestly sounded more like a whimper. **
** "Open the damn door!!" A voice came from the other side of the door. It sounded menacing. I was terrified, not knowing what to do I opened my window looking out, trying to build courage to jump. I was on the second floor, I would break a leg for sure if I landed wrong. **
** "I'm coming in boy!" His voice was deep and had a growl to it. I was too scared to jump. I was too scared to face whatever was on the other side of that door. I was trapped, I had no way out. I grabbed my pocket knife I always keep on the dresser by my bed and I press my back up against the corner of the wall that was directly across from my door.**
** The door swung open, the hinges almost breaking off. Now...nothing would have ever prepared me for what came through that door. It was a big, humanoid wolf. The wolf was very tall and chubby but you could actually tell he worked out a bit because he had some muscle you could see a little through his fat. He had menacing, yet very alluring red eyes that I swear I could see glow a bit. His teeth canine teeth hung out of his mouth and dripping a profuse amount of saliva. He had dark black fur except for his stomach, that was more of a dark grey color. I was in shock and terrified, I didn't know what to do. I hadn't noticed how close he got to me as he swapped the knife out of my hand. He pulled me up by my shirt, getting my face about only a couple inches away from his. He chuckled alittle and began to speak in the deep, growl like voice. **
** "Listen boy, I'm gonna take you to a nice, secluded place where no one is ever gonna find you. Then I'm gonna use you to pleasure me in anyway I feel fit, got it?" He said growling in my face. I was terrified, I couldn't move, but, something about his voice...his eyes...they were almost, comforting...alluring...some part of me wanted him, but of course I didn't say anything about it. In a shaky voice I tried to answer.**
** "B-but..I..you...h-how.." I couldn't get a single sentence to come out. I was in shock. He tied my hands and legs together with some rope and held me close to him in his arms, I couldn't resist, my body wouldn't move.**
** "Hehe good boy, you're going to be such a perfect toy" he said, running out of the house, very quickly and we made our way deep in the forest.**
** After about 3 hours of running we came up to an abandoned cabin. It looked like no one has been in it for years. He carried me inside and shut the door behind him, locking it. The inside was much more new looking than the outside, I figured he lives here. It was about as big as a studio house. It had a living room, a kitchen, a closed door in the back that I assumed was a bathroom and there was a loft like room towards the back as well. He walked over to the loft room, placing me on the bed that was pushed up against the wall.**