The Mating Run by Leeka
Chapter 55
Abducted
Darkness surrounds me, a suffocating shroud that smothers my senses.
An unpleasant throbbing sensation lingers persistently at the back of my head.
My eyes flutter open, but there’s no light, only an abyss of blackness. Panic claws at my throat, and for a moment, I think I’m trapped in a nightmare. But the cold reality settles in – I’m blindfolded.
I try to move, to shake off the disorienting fog, but something restrains me.
My wrists ache, and a shiver of fear courses through me. They’re tied behind my back, bound by some thick rope. Where am I? What happened?
My ankles and legs are bound too, the tightness of the restraints cutting into my skin. I’m a prisoner in the darkness, limbs confined by invisible chains. I attempt to speak, to call out for help, but I can’t. A cloth, rough against my skin, is stuffed into my mouth, rendering me speechless.
I lie on my side, vulnerable and defenseless. The air is heavy with the unknown, a thick fog that chokes my senses. Fear courses through my veins, a relentless tide that threatens to pull me under. I strain against the bindings, the desperate need for Freedom pulsating through every fiber of my being.
My mind races, trying to piece together the fragments of memory.
I just had s*x with Zeke, needed to breathe, so I ditched our place. I’ve got. nothing on except his hoodie, walking over to the lake, taking a drink. There was this person behind me, but definitely not Zeke.
That person smacked the back of my head with something and kidnapped me.
Time stretches in the darkness, an endless expanse without markers.
I strain my ears, hoping for a clue, a sound that might unravel the mystery. But
there’s only silence, a profound stillness that amplifies the drumming of my own
heartbeat.
The cloth in my mouth muffles any attempt at sound, a cruel gag that stifles my cries for help. I want to scream, to shatter the oppressive silence, but my voice is imprisoned behind the barrier of fabric. I wonder if anyone can hear me, if there’s anyone to hear.
Fear settles like a heavy stone in the pit of my stomach.
What do they want from me?
The unknown looms like a specter, casting shadows on the canvas of my thoughts. I try to shift my weight, to test the limits of my captivity, but the restraints hold me in a vice–like grip.
The ground beneath me is cold and unforgiving. I feel its texture through the thin fabric of my clothes. It’s a stark contrast to the warmth of shared intimacy that now feels like a distant memory. I long to free my hands, to reach out and touch the darkness, but the bindings deny me even that simple comfort.
The air carries no familiar scent, only the sterile chill of uncertainty. I listen, hoping to catch the faintest whisper of movement, but the silence remains unbroken. It’s a vacuum, swallowing my pleas and leaving me alone with the echoes of my own thoughts.
A sudden jolt runs through me, a realization that I’m not alone. I sense a presence, a subtle shift in the air that sends a shiver down my spine. My breath catches, and I strain to hear, to decipher the enigma that surrounds me.
Footsteps, barely audible, resonate in the darkness. They approach with deliberate intent, each step echoing like a distant drumbeat. Fear tightens its grip, a coil winding around my chest.
The footsteps draw closer, and I can almost feel the weight of someone’s gaze. I’m vulnerable, exposed, and the helplessness intensifies. I try to wriggle away, to escape the impending encounter, but the bindings hold me captive.
stop, and a heavy silence descends. I strain my ears, waiting for the next move in
I stiffen
guttural, murmurs
but the words
scream, to resist, but the restraints deny me that basic
they
they do
cloth in my mouth is yanked away, and for a moment, I gasp
emptiness. But the relief is fleeting. My limbs remain bound,
my eyes, the darkness enclosing me in a claustrophobic grip. Panic rises, a tide of fear that threatens to drown me. I scream, the sound raw and desperate, a plea for freedom in the silence of my
isn’t part of the Mating Run!
reverberates in the room, each word a defiance against the unknown
captors.
silence that follows
spine. It’s a sound devoid of humanity, a mockery that pierces the silence like a sinister melody. I shrink back, the echoes of laughter ringing in my ears
Abducted
haunting refrain.
hand grazes my neck, and I
I want to vomit, to purge the contamination of their touch.
nerve.
just let me go!”
subsides, replaced by a heavy quiet. I can sense their presence, a malevolence that lingers in the air like a foul stench. My mind races,
hold me captive. The ropes dig into my flesh, a reminder of my helplessness. My limbs ache, but the restraints refuse to
neck tightens, a cruel grasp that sends a jolt of pain through me. I gasp, the agony a visceral reminder of my vulnerability. My captor’s fingers dig into
skin.
the silence, a voice that sends shivers
your neck. But no mating mark, huh?”
taunt, a mocking commentary on the
mind, and I feel a flush of humiliation. My captor’s fingers release their vice–like grip, and I’m left
with a sinister satisfaction. “He never changes,
The words
each syllable a strike against my already battered spirit. “But look at your now,
to cling to the belief that there was meaning in the shared moments with Zeke. But my captor’s voice is a relentless reminder of the deception that wove its tendrils
touch, this time gentler, traces the contours
flinch, repulsed by my
captor’s words are a blade, slicing through the vestiges of my delusions. It was a harsh awakening, a truth that tarnishes the fragments of warmth I clung to in the darkness. My captor’s fingers
a chorus of malevolence that
now you’re here. Alone. Helpless.”
the strength to speak, my voice a tremor in
here?” The words hang in the air, a plea for answers in the void of uncertainty. “Why did
for a moment, their breath
darkness.
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