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Kidnapped Damsel [Full~Pride x Hypergondala]

Full~Pride

Banned
Banished
Joined
Apr 17, 2011
It was dark in the abandoned warehouse. There were chains over a radiator, with the woman tied to it, stuck to it like a rat in a mouse trap. There was no escape from the beast that lurked within, which placed it's tentacles over her legs, slowly reaching her shoulders, and her neck as it prepared to have it's way with her quite violently. The girl should be scared, for it could do whatever it wants, with her helpless to stop it. The time would come when she waked up that it would start it's violation of her body.
 
If she was asleep, it would be no fun. Jake, as the 'monster' liked to call himself, lurked away in the shadows of the room and waited. The only light from the room was provided by a single light bulb, shining down on her still-clothed body in a slightly menancing way. Jake himself had a humanid form that was made of shadows, the only thing giving him away at the moment being the fact that if he moved out of his dark corner, all she would see was a shadow shifting.
 
The woman, Ariel, had awakened, shocked that she was in this strange place. "Wh- where am I?" She questioned to the shadows in this area, knowing her kidnapper was somewhere nearby if she was left all alone; atleast, she hoped that was the case. She bit her lip, knowing this common scenario from things she has seen, having a feeling a rapist would come out of nowhere and abuse her while she was awake. "Unchain me! Somebody!" She shouted, becoming a true damsel in distress as she felt as though her only light source was starting to die out.
 
"Nobody will hear you, you know." Jake walked out of the shadows, only showing up himself as a shadow in the room. He shook his head slightly and took on a more human-like form, going the complete opposite with pale skin and a black suit on. Despite being a weird shadow monster, he had a fairly handsome, if not normal face, easily mistaken for that of just a business man. As far as the general public knew, that was all he was.
 
She knew she was going to get raped, so she attempted to spit at him, but to no avail. "Let me out of here, you creep! You have no right doing this to me!" She complained, struggling ferociously to break free, but again had no luck in this matter. She wanted him to get it over with if she could not leave through her own means. "What are you going to do with me?" She asked in a whimper.
 
He raised his eyebrows, kneeling on the floor in front of her. "Funny you should ask that, actually.." a smooth, shadowy tentacle started to snake up her leg, wrapping around it similar to the way a snake would cling to a branch. "I'm sure you'll find out soon enough...maybe you'll even enjoy it. My aim isn't to harm. That would ruin the fun. It may hurt, but I don't wish to physically maim you."
 
She was put off by the tentacle, feeling her leg tugged upon. She felt like he would dismember her, and rip her leg off by tearing it with the tentacle. "I'd never this," she said, still unsure of his motives to be used on her. Would he be raping her somehow, or finding a fun way to kill her? This was a strange situation to be in for her.
 
Another one slid up her leg, this time straight on. It did rip something off, but not her leg, instead removing the bottom half of her clothing, leaving just her panties on. Jake smirked and submerged into the shadows again, replaced by just tentacles that started to run up her body, removing her shirt as well to tease her nipples through her bra.
 
She moaned heavily, not expecting this to happen from being kidnapped. He nipples got hard as the tentacles teased them, feeling herself slowly start to feel wet, knowing this was to get much worse when all of her clothes were removed somehow by the tentacles supposed power.
 
Another tentacle snaked out and started rubbing against her panties, feeling the wetness there, teasing at her through them, prodding and stroking as two more tentacles ripped her bra off, allowing the ones teasing her nipples to wrap around her breasts, squeezing at them, smaller, wet tentacles, similar to tonges flicking against her erect nipples.
 
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