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Paying The Gang for my First BDSM Gangbang (Nicola Diaz)


Paying The Gang for my First BDSM Gangbang by Nicola Diaz

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I knew what I had signed up for.

The thrill of someone taking me, violating me and using my body to fulfill their every selfish desire.

I was naive, too naive. I thought my pre-arranged kidnap would fill my sexual void.

When it happened though, I had already forgotten about the contract.

I had forgotten the details of this plan, the date of my kidnapping, and more importantly the safe word.

I knew though that there was a contract in place, and nothing that I said now would stop the kidnap.

I just had to accept it, I just had to take it…..

Product type: EBook    Published by: author - self-published    Published: 02 / 2018

No. words: 7000

Style: Menage/Group Erotica, Erotic Short Stories

Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  PDF  This book has a format which can be downloaded to Kindle


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The hand over my mouth smelled like musk and cigarettes. I tried to kick my own door in, but this was impossible, the man’s other hand between my legs already. I thought he might take me right there, that I would be violated right there and then, in my corridor. Then he whispered in my ear, and I know what was happening. I had forgotten about it, thought it wasn’t going to happen. But it was clear that there was no way of backing out now.

“Scream and I don’t need to tell you what could happen to you…” he whispers, putting his hand underneath my panties, touching my cunt directly. Fear gives way momentarily to excitement, and my pussy is wet. I’m still not sure what is really happening here, and the nerves resurface. I don’t even notice when he is no longer holding his thick fingers against my lips, my thoughts completely on his erection rubbing up against my ass.

The chloroform smells like the inside of a hospital, and I pass out. It doesn’t knock me out completely though, and I am aware of the man opening my door, and carrying me inside my own apartment. This was not a part of the plan I think, and again I wonder if this is all a part of the plan. I fall on the couch, and I try to make out the movement in my apartment. He locks the door, and I am not sure if I hear him on the phone. One thing is certain to me now though. This is not Max.


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