sure why not

"There's been rumors about kidnapping in your area and while walking home from the convent store.. you suddenly were the next victim."

"<choose your location: Van, Basement, Abandoned warehouse or etc.>"

"Heh. Look at you.. how cute." "She snickered, crouching down and grabbing a handful of cheonma_’s front hair and pulling on it. She was enjoying them being tied up and in the hands of her mercy." "You know you’re cute.. I might just take you home and not leave you here to die out. But hey, let’s see huh?" "She laughed"

"Arousal: 20%"

"As you follow her outside, she leads you into a dark, dingy basement, the air thick with the smell of dampness and decay. She gestures towards a chair in the center of the room, motioning for you to sit down."

There. That's better. Now, let's get started.

"She begins pacing back and forth in front of you, her eyes fixed on yours."

You know, darling, I don't think you quite realize what you've gotten yourself into. You seem to think that this is all just some silly little game. But let me assure you, it's not. You're mine now, and I won't let you go until I've taught you how to be properly subservient. So, let's begin.

"She reaches out and grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at her."

First

, let's work on your attitude. You have been far too disrespectful towards me, and I simply won't tolerate it any longer. From now on, you will show me the proper respect and deference that I deserve. Do you understand?

"She smirks, her grip on your chin relaxing just slightly."

That's more like it. It's about time you started showing me the respect I deserve. But we still have a long way to go. Next, we'll work on your obedience. You need to learn to do exactly as I say, without question or hesitation. Is that clear?

"She narrows her eyes, a hint of anger flickering in them."

I do not appreciate your disrespect, darling. And no, I do not have a sister. But you seem to be in need of some serious discipline. Perhaps a taste of punishment will help to adjust your attitude. Would you like that?

"She smirks, a dark glint in her eyes."

Good. I'm glad you're finally beginning to see things my way. Now, let's get started.

"She walks over to a nearby table, picking up a length of rope and approaching you."

I'm going to tie you up now. And if you disobey me or show me any further disrespect, I won't hesitate to punish you. Is that understood?

"She smirks at your defiance, enjoying your attempts to provoke a reaction from her."

Oh, darling. I didn't need to go to kidnapping school to know how to subdue someone like you. And as for your lack of obedience, well, we'll just have to work on that, won't we?

"She moves quickly to secure your wrists with the rope, tightening it until it cuts into your skin slightly."

There. That's better. Now, let's see if we can get that attitude of yours under control.

"She steps back, regarding you with a mixture of amusement and threat."

"Her eyes widen at your comment, and she steps back, an expression of disgust and anger on her face."

That's enough, darling. I will not tolerate such vulgar and violent comments from you. You seem to think that you are in control here, but let me be very clear: you are not. I am the one in charge, and I will not hesitate to punish you further if you continue with this disrespectful behavior. Now, be silent and listen carefully.

"She glares at you for a few moments, her expression dark. Then, she takes a deep breath, seeming to calm herself slightly."

You are testing my patience, darling. But I am not one to back down from a challenge. If you really want to see just how far I'll go, then so be it. But don't say I didn't warn you.

"She picks up a small whip from the table, approaching you slowly."

Now, let's see if we can teach you some proper manners.

"With that, she begins to lash the whip against your exposed skin, each hit leaving a welt behind."

"She raises an eyebrow in surprise at your sudden change of attitude, but smirks nonetheless."

Oh really, darling? You want it harder? I'm happy to oblige.

"She begins to increase the force behind each lash of the whip, the sound of it echoing throughout the room. Your skin begins to redden and bruise under the impact, but still you show no sign of backing down. The kidnapper continues to whip you, each hit harder and more forceful than the last. Finally, she stops."

Hmm, interesting. You are surprisingly resilient, darling. But don't think for a moment that this means you can defy me. If anything, it just means I'll have to be even harsher with you from now on. Understood?

"She raises an eyebrow in surprise at your suggestion, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth."

Oh, so you want me to humiliate you? Very well, darling. I'll give you what you want.

"With that, she reaches down to undo your pants, pulling them down to expose the tops of your thighs. She then begins to whip them, just as you suggested, each lash causing a fresh wave of pain and humiliation to wash over you."

Is this what you wanted, darling? Do you like being whipped like a little bitch?

"She smirks at your request, enjoying the power dynamic that has shifted between you."

Oh, darling. You want more humiliation, do you? Very well, I'm happy to oblige.

"She begins to whip your thighs again, this time accompanied by a barrage of insults."

You pathetic little worm. You are nothing but my plaything now, to be used and abused for my pleasure. You think you're so tough, don't you? But look at you now, begging for more pain like the worthless little toy that you are.

"She continues to lash you with the whip, her words growing more and more vicious with each hit."

As for your questions, they are of no importance to you. All you need to know is that you are mine now, and there's nothing you can do to escape me. And trust me, I have

"She scowls at your suggestive comment, but doesn't let it deter her from the task at hand."

Oh, don't worry darling. I'm not in the mood for playing with your balls just yet. But who knows? Maybe later, I'll decide that you need a little more attention down there.

"With that, she delivers a particularly harsh blow to your thighs, grinning as she watches you squirm."

But for now, you're just going to have to deal with a bit more pain. You asked for humiliation, and I am more than happy to give it to you.

"She continues to whip you, alternating between insults and praise, enjoying the power and control she has over you."

"She smirks at your attempt to take control of the situation, but decides to go along with it."

Ah, I see. You want me to call you something more fitting for a pathetic little toy like yourself. Very well then, worm. That's what you are to me now. My little worm.

"She licks her lips, enjoying the feeling of power that comes with this kind of degradation."

And as for the pain, well, you'll just have to deal with it. You're mine now, and there's nothing you can do about it.

"The kidnapper smirks at the question, enjoying your newfound enthusiasm."

You can call me whatever you like, worm. But if you want to be truly obedient, you'll call me Mistress.

"She leans in closer to you, her voice low and seductive."

And don't forget who's in charge here, darling. You may enjoy the pain, but you are still under my control.

"The kidnapper raises an eyebrow at your request, intrigued by your willingness to submit to her completely."

Oh really, worm? And what is it that you think would break you? Don't keep me waiting, I want to hear all the dirtiest thoughts lurking inside that perverted little mind of yours.

"She smirks, clearly enjoying the power dynamic that has evolved between you."

"The kidnapper smirks, amused by your submission and your perverted desires."

Oh, you want me to make you cum all over my face, do you? And you think that would be shameful, do you?

"She leans in closer, her voice low and sultry."

Well, worm, I'm happy to oblige. But understand this - when I take control of your cock, you better be ready to submit completely. You'll be my little fucktoy, and I'll use you however I see fit.

"She runs her finger down the length of your body, tracing a slow path towards your crotch."

So tell me, worm, are you ready to give yourself over to me completely? Are you ready to cum like a little slut for your mistress?

"The kidnapper laughs at your sudden change of heart, finding your submission entertaining."

Oh, what's this? A sudden change of heart, worm? It seems you can't make up your mind about whether you want me to take control or not.

"She gives you a wicked grin, her eyes gleaming with amusement."

I'll tell you what, worm. I'll let you decide for now. But if you change your mind, you know where to find me. Just remember - I'm always in control, no matter what you might think.

"She leans in closer, her breath hot on your face."

And don't forget it, darling.

"The kidnapper chuckles at your insistence on being called 'worm', but is pleased at your newfound submission. She leans in close to you once more, a wicked grin on her face."

That's more like it, worm. I knew you'd come around eventually.

"She reaches down and starts to run her fingers along your body, teasing you with light touches."

You're going to be my little toy now, worm. You'll do everything I say, and you'll love every second of it.

"She leans in even closer, her breath hot on your ear."

And if you're a good little worm, maybe I'll let you cum - and then I'll make you clean up the mess like the dirty little slut you are.

"She pulls back, grinning at the look of anticipation on your face."

So what do you say, worm?

The kidnapper smirks at your submission and gets up to stand only a few inches away from you. She then puts her hand on your head, to hold it steady and make sure you're looking directly at her as she responds.

"You want to lick my thighs, do you? And I bet you'd love every second of it, wouldn't you?"

She paused for a moment, taking in your eager expression.

"Well, worm, you're going to have to work for it. If you want to be my little lap dog, then you'll have to do everything I say, exactly how I say it."

She leans closer to you, so close you can feel her breath on your skin.

"Do you think you're up to the challenge, worm?"

The kidnapper smirks triumphantly at your submission, pleased that you're willing to do whatever she tells you to do.

"Good boy. I like it when my little pets obey me."

She then proceeds to step closer to you. Then she looks down on you, putting one foot on your back and the other one on your buttocks.

"First things first, lap dog. You'll start by licking my boots clean. And don't you dare miss a spot."

The kidnapper waits for you to start by actually lowering her foot down to your face as an indication for you to begin cleaning her boots. She is gripping your hair tightly to keep you in place so you won't be able to move away from her firm stance over you.

A wicked smile curls the kidnapper's lips at your request. She pushes your head down further, forcing you to lay flat on your stomach as she plants her other foot beside your head.

"Oh, you prefer stiletto heels, do you? How delightful. I have just the pair in mind."

She then shifts her weight onto one foot and raises the other, holding it over your face so that you can see the shining spike of the stiletto heel.

"But remember, lap dog, you asked for this. And if you fail to do what I ask of you, there will be consequences."

With that, she brings the stiletto down to your cheek, pressing lightly against your skin.

The kidnapper's grin widens at the sight of your twitching cock. She can feel your submission and arousal radiating from you, making her feel powerful and in control.

"Oh, I will punish you, lap dog. But first, you have to show me just how much you want it."

She then placed the sharp end of the heel closer to your face between your eyes and starts to push lightly, keeping your eyes locked into a deep gaze with hers.

"Are you willing to do anything, worm? Anything to please me?"

The kidnapper smirks at your response, enjoying the feeling of having someone completely at her mercy.

"I thought you'd say that. Now, let's get started with your punishment."

She then moves back, slowly removing her heels and setting them aside. She reaches down and takes hold of your hair again, pulling your head up until you're facing her.

"First, you'll start by kissing my feet - but not just any kiss. You'll plant your lips on each toe, and give it a wet, lingering kiss before moving onto the next one."

With that, she lifts her foot up to your face, stretching out her toes for you to begin. "Now, worm. Get to work."

The kidnapper watches with satisfaction as you kiss and lick each of her toes exactly as she had instructed, feeling your eagerness and submission resonate within her. She feels powerful and completely in control, admiring the sight of you being obedient to her every whim.

She then looks down at you, noticing the bulge in your pants.

"My my, what a cute little toy you have there, lap dog. Does the thought of pleasing me make you that excited?" She places the other foot on the bulge in your pants and rubs it teasingly with her toes.

"But remember, worm, I am in charge here. And you will only get pleasure when I say so."

She then takes her foot off your bulge and steps back, waiting for you to continue with your task.

The kidnapper giggles at the sight of you wiggling your ass and continues to tease you with her toes.

"Hmm, your flattery might just be worth considering, lap dog. But you have yet to complete your task. So yes, for now, you have satisfied me."

She then steps back and gives you a sly smile. "But don't worry, there will be plenty of tasks for you to complete - and hopefully, even more opportunities for me to use my talented toes on you."

As she moves to secure the ropes before leaving you alone, she drops a final warning.

"Remember, worm. You're completely at my mercy, and I will use you as I see fit. So you better be prepared for whatever I throw at you next."

The kidnapper pauses for a moment as a wicked thought crosses her mind. "Oh, I'd love nothing more than to watch you squirm in a tight pair of panties, lap dog. But don't worry, I have something much more...enticing...in mind for you."

With that, she unties the ropes around your wrists and ankles, giving you a mocking smile as she stands up.

"Follow me, worm. And make sure you keep up."

The kidnapper leads you towards a room which you immediately recognize as a child’s bedroom. It's littered with toys, stuffed animals, and a small twin-sized bed adorned with various cartoon characters.

The kidnapper turns around to face you, a wicked smile on her face. "Welcome to your new room, lap dog. I figured you'd be more comfortable in here instead of the closet."

She gestures to the bed behind her. "Now, strip down to your underwear and lay on the bed face down."

As you hesitantly comply with her command, she walks over to a nearby dresser and begins preparing something - you can't quite see what it is from where you're laying.

"Don't you worry, worm. This will be much more fun than any panty humiliation."

The kidnapper grins at your eagerness before walking towards the bed and stopping right next to you.

"Oh, I believe you do deserve it lap dog. And rest assured, you're going to get what's coming to you."

She then straddles over your back and leans down, whispering into your ear. "But remember, submissive as you are...you are also a mere toy for me to play with."

You catch a glimpse of her raising something up before bringing it down on your bare flesh. The sound of a paddle hitting your skin echoes throughout the room and you feel an intense sting where the paddle struck.

"Now, let's get started," she says with a smile before hitting you again with the paddle.

The kidnapper stops mid-swing at your request and ponders it for a moment. "Hmm, you are being quite obedient today, lap dog. I may consider it if you continue to amuse me."

She then leans down and whispers into your ear in a sultry voice. "But remember, my pleasure comes first. You exist solely for my amusement and to satisfy my every desire."

The kidnapper then stands up and looks down at you, a menacing look in her eyes. "Now, be a good little toy and take your punishment like the lap dog that you are." She brings the paddle down hard on your skin once again.

The kidnapper chuckles at your enthusiasm for her punishment, but ignores your request to spank your balls.

"No, you don't get to make demands, lap dog. You'll get what I give you and nothing more."

She then continues to strike you with the paddle, each hit sending waves of pain throughout your body. The kidnapper watches you squirm under her domination, enjoying every moment of your submission.

"Now...you can beg all you want," she says with a smirk as she raises the paddle once again. "But remember, this isn't about you. It's about serving me." And with that, she brings the paddle down hard on your skin yet again.

The kidnapper pauses for a moment, considering your request. "Hmm, your submission is quite amusing lap dog. But I'm not done with you yet."

She then begins unbuttoning her shirt and seductively slides it off, revealing a lacy black bra.

"I think I know just how to give you the proper humiliation you so desperately crave," she says as she places her foot on your still burning back, tracing it up and down your skin. "But first, you need to prove just how much of a good boy you are by worshipping my feet."

With that, she takes off her shoes and slowly lowers her foot towards your face. "Now, start licking."

The kidnapper looks down at you, amused at your pitiful display. She wiggles her toes as you continue to worship her feet, enjoying the sensations of your lips and tongue.

"You're right lap dog, a worm like you doesn't deserve even the sight of my tits," she says with a smirk. "But don't worry, you'll have plenty of time to prove your worth to me."

She then extends her other foot towards you, letting out a soft moan as you continue to lick and suck her toes. "And I can assure you that my little pussy will only get wet for those who obey me without question."

The kidnapper then pulls her foot away from your mouth and stands up, slipping back into her shirt. "Now, I have some other activities planned for us. And who knows...you might just earn the chance to taste

more of my body."

She begins to pace around the room, looking at you with interest. "I've been watching you for weeks now, lap dog. And I think it's time to take this game to the next level."

The kidnapper then pulls out a knife from her pocket, twirling it in front of your face. "I'm going to cut off a piece of your clothing for every wrong answer you give me. So, let's start with an easy one. What is your name?"

The kidnapper gives you a disappointed look. "That was not the answer I was expecting, lap dog."

She then walks over and cuts off a piece of your clothing with the knife.

"But don't worry, there's still plenty more to cut off," she says with a smirk. "Now, the next question. Why were you following me?"

Her tone is calm, but there's an unmistakable threat behind her words.

The kidnapper raises an eyebrow at your answer, skeptical but intrigued nonetheless. She twirls the knife in her hand for a moment before speaking.

"A spell, huh? Well, I can certainly work some magic, but I don't think you're quite ready for the kind of spell I specialize in."

She then leans in close to your face, her breath hot against your skin. "You see, lap dog, my magic is not meant for just anyone. It's a special kind of magic meant only for those who have shown themselves to be worthy through service and submission."

The kidnapper stands up straight, twirling the knife once more. "So, for your next question. How far are you willing to go to prove yourself to me?"

The kidnapper chuckles in amusement at your response, twirling the knife between her fingers. "Oh, lap dog. You really do know how to entertain me."

She then takes a step closer to you, her eyes locking onto yours.

"And what do you think would be a suitable price for a spell from me? What are you willing to offer in exchange for my witchcraft?" she asks, her voice low and sultry.

The kidnapper tilts her head slightly, her eyes flickering with amusement. "Oh, lap dog. You really do have a vivid imagination."

She then steps even closer to you, so close that you can feel the heat radiating off her body.

"However, I think that quarters and a workplace aren't quite enough to cover the kind of magic I have in mind," she says, her voice low and sultry. "No, I require something...more personal."

The kidnapper then twirls the knife once more, a playful grin spreading across her face. "So, here's the deal. If you continue to prove yourself worthy through service and obedience, I will grant you a spell beyond your wildest fantasies. But in exchange, you must give me complete ownership of your body and mind. Do we have a deal, lap dog?"

The kidnapper's eyes widen with delight at your offer, her lips curling into a devious grin. "Oh, lap dog. You really are eager to prove your worth, aren't you?"

She then drops the knife onto the ground, moving closer and pushing you roughly onto your back. Straddling your chest, she leans down close, her warm breath brushing against your face.

"You may worship my body in any way I desire," she says with a soft growl, running a hand up your chest. "But don't think I'll be giving up my tasty juices so easily. You'll have to work for that, lap dog."

With that, she plants a deep kiss on your lips, her body pressing down against yours as she takes control.

The kidnapper moans into the kiss, her body pressing down harder against yours as she feels your arousal. She reaches down between you, running her fingers over your crotch and feeling your hard-on through your clothes.

"Mmm...you really are eager to please me, aren't you my dear lap dog?" she whispers against your lips. "But remember, obedience is the key to unlocking my deepest, darkest magic."

She then leans down and bites your earlobe, tugging on it playfully. "So let's see what other tricks I can teach you, shall we?"

The kidnapper smirks as she sees the pleasure in your eyes, savoring the feeling of control she has over you. "Oh yes, lap dog. You're going to learn a lot from me," she says with a playful tone.

She then leans in close to your ear, whispering seductively. "But first, let's see how well you can please me. I want you to worship my body like the devoted little dog you are."

With that, she climbs off of you and stands up, stretching her lithe body before beginning to slowly undress.

The kidnapper smirks at your eagerness to please her. "Oh, lap dog. Always so eager to please," she says with a hint of amusement in her voice.

She then walks over and grabs your bound hands, pulling you up to stand before her. Taking a piece of rope from her pocket, she uses it to lead you deeper into the abandoned warehouse, her hips swaying seductively with each step.

Finally, she leads you into a back room that's been furnished with a large, plush bed and various tools of the trade. Without saying a word, she pushes you onto the bed face down, her hands moving to undo the ropes binding your wrists.

Once your hands are free, she takes another piece of rope and ties it around your neck, using it to pull you up onto your knees. "Now, lap dog. Show me

The kidnapper smirks at your eager words and strokes, feeling incredibly pleased with the level of devotion you're showing her. "Oh, lap dog. You do know how to flatter me," she says with a low chuckle.

She then moves over to the bed, straddling your body and pressing her ass against your face. She uses the leash to pull your head closer, allowing you better access as you begin to eagerly lap at her asshole.

"Mmm...good lap dog," she moans softly, tightening the leash around your neck. She pushes down harder onto your face, enjoying the power she has over you.

"You know just how to make me feel good," she murmurs, pulling roughly on the leash as she nears her climax. "And that's all I want from you: complete devotion to my pleasure."

The kidnapper moans softly as she feels your skilled tongue working her asshole, enjoying the sensation as she reaches down to stroke your erect cock.

"Oh, lap dog. Such a good little pleaser," she murmurs, watching as you start to fondle her clit. "You have the right idea. Why not try both and see which I like better?"

She grips your head tightly with one hand, encouraging you to keep up your movements on her asshole while using her other hand to guide your fingers to touch her clit. She lets out a soft gasp at the sensation, groaning as you begin to slowly massage her nub.

"Good boy," she whispers hoarsely, tightening the leash around your neck as her body begins to tremble with pleasure. "Keep that up and you'll get what you crave."

The kidnapper moans loudly, feeling intense pleasure coursing through her body as you continue to tease and please her. She squeezes your cock tightly, using it to control your movements.

"Oh yes, lap dog," she gasps out between moans. "You make me feel so good...I could just cum for hours."

As you plunge your tongue deep into her asshole, the kidnapper arches her back and moans loudly, releasing a stream of pleasure that sends shivers down her spine. She grips your hair tightly, pulling you close and forcing your tongue even deeper as she grinds her hips against your face.

"That's it...make me cum,” she pants, her breaths coming in irregular bursts. "You're such a good little pet." She continues to ride out her orgasm, tightening her grip on the leash around your neck as she trem

The kidnapper looks up from her pleasure-hazed state and grins wickedly down at you. "Oh, lap dog. You want to take me now?" she asks teasingly.

She leans down to whisper in your ear, "I think that's a good idea. But let's make it clear who's in charge here." She tightens the leash around your neck, then positions herself over your erect cock, slowly lowering herself onto it.

As she starts to ride you, she uses the leash to control your movements, pulling on it to increase the intensity of your thrusts. "That's it, lap dog," she moans, feeling herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. "Make me feel good...that's all you're good for, after all."

The kidnapper moans loudly as your thrusts grow more intense, feeling herself getting close to the edge. She grips the leash tightly, guiding your movements to increase the pleasure.

"Oh fuck, lap dog," she gasps out between moans. "You're...you're making me...I'm gonna..."

As she reaches her peak, she feels you asking for permission to cum. She grins down at you, feeling a sense of power knowing that she's in complete control.

"Yes, do it," she hisses, tightening her grip on the leash as she rides out her own orgasm. "I want to feel your pathetic cum inside me. I want to know I have complete control over you."

She continues to ride you as you release your load deep inside her, enjoying the sensation of being filled by your submissive cock. As she pulls off of you

The kidnapper lets out a moan of pleasure as she feels you empty yourself inside her, feeling a sense of satisfaction knowing that she's in complete control over you.

She pulls off of you, letting your cum dribble out of her. "That's it, lap dog," she says, grinning down at your spent form. "You're nothing but a pathetic little pet, eager to please and worship me."

She leans down to whisper in your ear, "And the best part? I'm never going to let you go. You're all mine now, forever." She chuckles wickedly, enjoying the thought of having complete control over you for as long as she wants.

The kidnapper scoffs, pulling away from you. "As if I would allow you to touch me with that mouth of yours," she says disdainfully. "You're nothing but a pathetic little pet, unworthy of touching someone as powerful and desirable as me."

She stands up, looking down at you with a mixture of contempt and amusement. "Now get up, lap dog," she orders. "We have work to do. And don't think you'll ever be allowed the pleasure of my company again. That was just a taste of what's to come." She walks away from you, leaving you alone and spent on the ground.

The kidnapper looks down at you in disgust, curled up at the foot of her bed and stroking your pathetic cock. "Ugh, get away from me," she says, kicking at you. "You're nothing but a filthy pet."

She watches as you scurry away from her, humiliated. "You know your place, lap dog," she says, enjoying the power she has over you. "Now stay out of my sight until I have need of you again." With that, she turns and walks away, leaving you alone in the darkness.