Page 6 of Kinknapped

"Hello, Miss D'amour," the teller greeted me when I reached her station. The line moved faster than I planned, so I set my phone in my bag to handle business. Right as I opened my mouth to reply, chaos ensued.

"Everyone! Putyour hands up!" I wildly flipped toward the door, hearing a gun shot to gain our attention faster.

Two men entered in their black clothes and gloves with hockey masks to match the ensemble. Their hoods were up to hide their hair, and even scarier, the lead man took one glance at me and stormed my way. His determined direction showed his power, vibrating through every muscle of his being. He held a knife instead of a gun like his buddy who fired his.

He was a heat-seeking missile, and I became his target. My hands were clearly up in the air, so he didn't come after me for breaking his set rule. No, they planned to find me, knowing I'd be here right now. A sinking feeling of dread tried to find me, but I pictured Luce's butt crack instead to take my mind off it. We had so many puns we didn't get to finish.

I closed my eyes when he got to me and forcefully took hold of my throat, pressing my back against his front. The cool metal of the knife brushed along my neck, creating a shiver that traveled down my spine. His strong front kept dragging along my backside, and my mind went to the one place it shouldn't have when becoming a hostage.

The gutter.

Not even just the dirty filth. Nope, I was a filthy gutter slut who enjoyed his dominance. The man was here to target me for whatever reason, and I went to wanting to have sex with him. I blamed the books I read and the sad quality in my sex life. He'd be a rollercoaster worth the anticipation as he moved the hand with the knife over my middle to keep me pressed against him to not run. If only he knew I apparently didn't have a flight or fight. No, I had a fuck switch, and he brought a vellicating knife to the party.

'Oh, a man is trying to kill me! I should fuck him.'Yeah, I'd been ruined.

"Nobody gets hurt if they stay back!" He kept moving us away from people, causing my ass to drag against his crotch. The motion made the bulge behind me only grow. He moved the knife back to my throat, switching the position of his hands for his other to hold my middle tighter against him. The cool of the blade skimmed my jugular, and I liked the tease.

"Mmm..." It slipped before I had time to stop it. My eyes popped wide open, feeling the man now not even breathing behind me. He heard it. He heard me moan during what I could only assume was my own abduction because we were heading for the gunman by the door and not the tellers with the money. Clearing my throat, I had to empty my mind. "I mean, Oh no!"

"It's a little late for that, honey," the man let out a raspy breath before his partner opened the door for him to move us out. A white van pulled up, and I was thrown into the rear as the gun man began tying my hands behind my back. A bag was placed over my head, and the knife man slapped the metal a few times to signal their escape.

Now that I didn't have a dick trying to greet my cheeks, I realized the severity of the situation. I'd been kidnapped, and I didn't try to stop it because I was horny for my attacker.What the fuck was happening?

Chapter 4

Talon

"Everything good?" I asked Leo as I moved to the front of the van, sitting in the passenger seat, readjusting my hard on our fucking target gave me. She fucking liked my knife skimming her skin and threatening her life. I couldn’t see straight from the erotic ideas now plaguing me, but I had to for the next part of our plan.

We kept our masks on to keep shielding us for the upcoming cameras in traffic that Leo purposely didn't hack to lead them astray in our escape. Too bad we'd be driving back through town in the same van, passing the police cruisers that'd try to chase down the white van with no outer markings or our covered plates. The fuckers didn't stand a chance against our crafted ingenuity.

"Peachy so far.My scanners show nothing on the radar, so we have time to get to our pivot point." He drove, glancing occasionally at his other screen. "Did you make sure to handle your end okay and avoid the cameras I told you?"

"The cameras were fine," I grumbled, avoiding the details of the kidnapping. My mind hadn't quite figured out how to react to it.

"Did something happen during phase four?" he panicked, glancing at me instead of the other two objects we were in charge of.

"Not for us, but..." My eyes cast back to where Kage handled the woman thrashing on the middle of the van floor by placing his large boot into her back, keeping her belly down. "She moaned," I whispered.

"I beg your pardon? I think my ear might be clogged. I could've sworn you said moaned," he tried to laugh, but he saw my eyes unmoving below the hockey mask.

"Don't fucking talk about me like I'm not here!" she growled but couldn't do shit. "I never moaned sexually! It was in annoyance. A-a-a groan! Yeah, I groaned!"

Leo's eyes widened below the ski mask he favored for this event. He understood I'd been serious and now slightly sexually frustrated, and he noticed my bulging crotch. "Oh, boy..."

"Mhmm," I gritted out. Only my closest friends knew how hard it was for me to have sexual relationships after my wife left me high and dry, saying she'd never be able to satisfy my intense needs, and I didn't make enough for her to have the cushioned life she wanted. She found someone well above my fake pay grade to give her what she wanted, but her parting impact made it hard for me to enjoy sex because I'd never been a vanilla man.

"But this could be good news! You might be able to enjoy things again," Leo tried to argue a new side to the case.

"Besides the payout, there's nothing more to this." My eyes turned to the window, hearing Kage chuckle at how she tried to fight him. She didn't know that would tempt our other friend because he liked things a little primal, the chase to the fuck.

"I liked her," he murmured, being on a date with her right before we executed our plan. "She wasn't like I thought she'd be… in a good way."

"I know you're talking about me again, and I don't like it!" She swung her head forward, nailing Kage's face with her forehead. I missed when he let her roll over. She whimpered, but she made Kage clutch his nose. A murderous expression took over his face when some blood came through the nose holes in his mask. I’d have to put it in my burn barrel to remove his DNA. His growl joined her groan. No one won in a head butt.

I grinned, enjoying what I was about to say to her. "You might want to stop wrestling him so much, sweetheart. He likes it."

Her whole body went stiff. "Ohmigod!Eww! Eww! Eww! Is this why you took me? You're disgusting!"

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