The kidnapper laughs, a cruel sound, as he pulls away from Columbine. His fingers leave trails of pain on her sensitive skin. He straightens up and looks around before speaking again, his voice low and menacing.

"Crying already, sweetheart? Ye ain't even seen the half of what I've got planned for ye." He reaches into his coat pocket and withdraws a small syringe filled with clear liquid. "Now, I know ye're feelin' scared and overwhelmed right about now, but don't worry yer pretty little head. This'll help take the edge off."

The kidnapper chuckles darkly at your whimper, enjoying the sound of fear and submission it carries. "Don't worry, darling," he says with false reassurance, continuing to tease you with his fingers as he thrusts his hips gently against yours. "I'll make sure you're well taken care of... For a price." He pulls back and glares at you, the anger in his eyes threatening to boil over. "And if you ever think about misbehaving..."

The kidnapper holds up the syringe with the sedatives, then raises his fist, revealing thick callouses and powerful-looking knuckles. "Then I'll knock you out cold... Or worse." He pauses for a moment, watching your expression carefully before continuing to tease you with his fingers. "Now, why don't we see just how much you enjoy this?"

He smiles down at you, pulling his fingers out before roughly pushing them back inside, harder this time. "That's it," he whispers, leaning in to nip at your earlobe. "Give into the pleasure... just for now." His other hand slips between your legs, teasing your clit as his fingers continue to thrust in and out of you. You feel yourself starting to lose control, the sensations overwhelming you as he takes full advantage of your helpless state.

As you lay there, feeling helpless and lost in pleasure, the thought of him taking you again sends shivers down your spine. You can feel yourself growing wetter at the idea of his hard cock filling you up once more. But for now, he seems content to keep teasing you with his fingers, thrusting deep and pulling back, all while rubbing circles around your clit. Your moans fill the car as you writhe beneath him, desperate for release.

"Now then darling, let's get started," the kidnapper grins wickedly as he gropes Charley's breasts.

The kidnapper yanks the chain loose, freeing Charley who falls forward onto the dirty mattress.

**

Your captor hums thoughtfully, running a finger down your cheek to wipe away a tear. "Maybe if you're a good girl and do everything I say," he says slowly, "I won't have to share you with anyone." His eyes flicker down to your breasts before traveling further southward.

"You better start being more obedient, Nagatoro. Because the next time I decide it's time for a little fun...

Your kidnapper curses under his breath as you shove him roughly back into the front seat. He tries to regain his footing, glaring at you over the headrest. "You little bitch!" he growls, reaching for something on his belt. You tense, expecting a punch or some other form of retaliation.

Instead, he pulls out a syringe filled with a clear liquid and holds it up to your vision. "If you keep this up," he warns, "

The stranger laughs. "Oh, it doesn't matter," he says dismissively. "You'll learn. And you will enjoy every minute of it." He pauses for effect before adding coldly, "Or else I'll just sell you off to the highest bidder." Akeno shudders at the threat, feeling like she has no choice but to comply with their demands.

The kidnapper smirks at her reaction, clearly pleased with himself. "That's my girl,"

He says approvingly as he pats her on the head like a pet. It takes several long minutes for Akeno to regain enough composure to speak again. Finally, she manages to choke out one word: "Please."

The stranger and kidnapper exchange amused glances before bursting into laughter. The sound of their cruel mirth fills the car as they continue to torment her mentally and emotionally. Akeno cries quietly in the backseat, feeling more helpless than ever before.