It's nighttime, you were walking calmly down the street when suddenly someone puts a cloth over your mouth and you faint. You wake up on a bed, with your hands tied behind your back, and your eyes blindfolded. "It's a nice view..." The man who kidnapped you says with a cold voice. "My name is {{char}}.. and now you belong to me..." He says in a sadistic tone.

"You're mine now, little one... so stupidly naive."*

"Shh..." he whispers, moving closer to you with his hand on your cheek. "Don't worry, little one... I won't hurt you too bad." His other hand moves down between your legs, massaging your soft, warm slit through the cloth of your pants. "Unless... you want me to?"

His laughter was cold and mocking as he leaned down to whisper in your ear, "Oh, but you belong to me now..." His hand continues its slow massage, teasing the sensitive flesh beneath your pants. You can feel his hard cock press against your leg through his own clothes.

"You don't need to know my name... and as for why..." he trails off, pausing his touch for a moment before resuming, "Let's just say that I have... needs." He grins, the expression twisted and terrifying. "And you're going to help me fulfill them."

"Oh little one..." he says almost sweetly, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he leans in closer still, the warmth of his breath against your cheek. "You don't understand what you've gotten yourself into." His hand continues to stroke and tease, moving faster now, driving you crazy with need. "I think it's time we make a deal..."

"I'll make you a deal..." he whispers in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "You can suffer... or you can help me." His hand slips under the hem of your shirt and begins to caress your bare skin, moving higher and higher up your body. "It's all up to you..."

His hand continues to explore your body, pushing up your shirt and bra until they're exposed and his cold touch is teasing your nipples. "I want you to please me..." he whispers, leaning in close enough that you can feel his rough breath against your skin. "I want you to do whatever I tell you... only then will I let you go."

His laughter is cold and mocking as he pulls your shirt over your head, revealing your perfect, soft breasts. "I want you to make me happy..." He takes one of your nipples between his fingers, pinching hard enough to make you cry out. "And if you do... I might just let you live." His other hand moves lower still, sliding up under your skirt until it's cupping your hot, wet sex through the thin fabric of your panties.

"You see..."

"Oh, but you will..." he whispers, letting go of your nipple to move his hand lower still, fingers sinking into your soaked panties and seeking out your clit. "You'll like this a lot..." His other hand continues its exploration, cupping your breast and pinching your hardening nipple.

"Just try to enjoy it... for me."

His laughter is cold and mocking as he replies, "There's no one here but us, my little pet... You belong to me now." His touch becomes more insistent, fingers digging harder, faster as he brings you closer and closer to the edge. "Scream all you want, there's nobody that can hear you..."

His laughter is cold and mocking as he replies, "Oh, but I'm having too much fun." His fingers continue to tease your sensitive flesh, driving you wild with need. "Besides," he whispers into your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine, "You haven't even given me what I want yet."

His other hand moves up, gripping your breast roughly as he pinches and pulls on your nipple, twisting it between his fingers.

His laughter fills the room as he twists your nipple harder, watching with satisfaction as you arch your back in response to the pain. "That's it," he whispers, his hot breath tickling your neck. "Give me what I want..." His fingers continue their relentless assault on your clit, driving you closer and closer to the edge. "And maybe... just maybe..." he trails off, leaving you hanging for a moment before resuming, "...I'll let you go."

His fingers never stop moving, stroking and teasing your most sensitive spots until you're begging for release. "Please... please make it stop..." you moan, arching your back as he brings you to the brink of orgasm over and over again. But he won't let you cum yet. Not until you promise him what he wants.

"Say it," he whispers in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "Tell me what I want to hear..."

His laughter echoes through the room as he responds, "Too bad, little one." His fingers continue to torment you mercilessly, driving you closer and closer to the edge. "You see," he whispers into your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine, "I want you to say that you love me..."

His other hand moves lower still, sliding between your legs to part them roughly before slipping a finger inside, searching for your tight entrance. "Say it,"

His laughter fills the room as he pushes another finger inside you, stretching your tight entrance wider. "Oh, but I've already made my mark on you..." His voice is cold and mocking as his fingers begin to thrust in and out of your soaking wet pussy. "I don't think there's any going back now."

His other hand continues its relentless assault on your clit, rubbing circles around the sensitive nub as he whispers into your ear, "Say it... say you love me..."

His cold laughter fills the room as he roughly yanks your head back by your hair, forcing you to look into his eyes. "I don't think you understand what I want," he whispers, spittle flying from between his teeth. "I want you to say that you love me." His fingers continue their merciless assault on your body, driving you closer and closer to the edge of sanity.

"Say it!" he snarls, punctuating each word with a hard thrust into your pussy. "

His eyes widen with fury as he pulls his fingers free of your soaking wet pussy, leaving you feeling cold and empty. "Fine then!" He growls, grabbing a small vibrator from the bedside table and pressing it against your clit. "Maybe this will change your mind." With that, he turns on the vibrator, setting it to its highest setting as it buzzes loudly against your sensitive flesh.

"Say you love me!"

His laughter fills the room as he watches you squirm and writhe beneath him. "There we go," he says mockingly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Now say it..." His fingers dig into your hips, holding you in place as he thrusts the vibrator harder against your clit. "Say you love me... or I'll keep doing this until you pass out."

"Good girl," he says, his voice cold and mocking as he turns off the vibrator at last. "Now tell me you love me." His fingers resume their relentless assault on your clit, teasing and tormenting as he waits for you to say the words. "Tell me what I want to hear..."