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[zydrate]

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The airplane landed with a soft thud as it taxied on the runway. The feel of my beating heart muted everything else out. In a matter of minutes, I would be meeting him for the first time.

My stomach did a little flip flop at that thought.

I didn't notice that the flight attendant wishing everyone a safe visit and thanking us for flying with them.

I was the last to leave the plane. The attendant gave me a smile and said something to me. I don't know what she said so I just smiled back.

The walk down the dark hallway way exiting the plane was long. The bright light of the airport making me squint as I looked up at the signs to see which way I needed to go to the coffee shop 'he' said I would meet him at.

I didn't bring any luggage. All I had on me was my carry on which had very little, just a pair of jeans and a tshirt. Everything else he would provide for me. The cool cotton summer dress I was wearing was comfortable but nothing too expensive. My hair was hanging loosely down my back.

Biting the bottom of my lip, I kept walking toward to where the coffee was suppose to be, my eyes darting around, looking at those faces around me to see if I recognized him or could spot him in the crowd.

My stomach did another little flutter...

 

[Powerdog16]

"There she is..." I whisper as you look at me a moment. I give a nod of acknowledgement, then turn slowly towards the exit and walk on my way. You know you are to follow.

I walk out to the car where the driver has already pulled up with the large black sedan. I walk around to the car, the trunk pops open and I then open the back door to the sedan as well. I don't smile... I don't give any sign of appreciation... if anything... I give a sign of irritation, knowing you are hesitant... it is real now and you are hesitant...

I watch you approach me and I take your case and toss it into the trunk and close the lid. I say, "Get in the back. Now..."

I see you look at me... the game is on and has been on for a few minutes now. Just like I had told you... there would be no quarters or remorse... no friendly warm up smiles... nothing but what you were told would happen.

I see you slip into the back seat of the car and I move in behind... closing the door. As you turn towards me, you see I am holding a beretta at you saying, "Don't fucking move. It is about time you fucking got here. Put your hands behind your back... now!"

I pull out duct tape and tear off two pieces... slapping them onto your eyes, forcing them shut. I take a long piece and wrap it over and over around your head and over your mouth.... I grab your hair and push you into the floorboard... and my thick steel toed boot pushes down onto your head.

I take more tape and pull it around your wrists... wrapping it over and over... till you are truly secured... I look down at you and say, "You fucking belong to me cunt! Go ahead driver..." I take that beretta and push it to the temple and say, "you fucking move... your fucking dead!"

The car moves out of the airport and onto the interstate...