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The Codes (Ch. 1 - GiD)
Note: This story contains fictional peril scenarios, including threats, kidnapping, bondage, gags, etc. All characters involved are 18+.
“HLLLP!” The blonde screamed against the bandana knotted and tied through his mouth, his whole body struggling against the ropes binding him to the chair.
His wrists had been pulled behind his back, crossed and bound tightly to the chair back. More rope had been looped around his chest, tying his torso securely to the chair. His legs had been bound to the chair legs at the ankle, and just below the knee, the tight ropes digging into his jeans.
Luke felt as though he had been struggling f
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Locked Up - Chapter One.
Noah He is 23, and he lives in a medium sized apartment. He has short, dirty blonde hair, but it’s a bit longer in the back and he has bangs at his forehead. He is 5’11, and he likes to play basketball. __ I was supposed to be meeting my friends at a bar tonight, but I had to walk because my car isn’t with me right now. I walked along the sidewalk, as it was 1:00 AM. Not too sure why they went so late, and why they didn’t just pick me up, but oh well. I was walking, until I heard a car pull up beside me. I stopped to look at it for a moment, then kept walking. The person got out of the car, and was wearing all black. “Oh, they’re probably just going to a store.” I shrugged it off, and kept walking. “Hey, you there!” I heard the voice shout from behind me. It was a male voice, and they were in their 20‘s as well. Perhaps later 20’s? I turned around, and looked at them. “Hm?” I asked. “My car is breaking down, can you help me? Something I need to take out of my trunk is kind
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Constantijn Ch.1 - GiD Fiction
Constantijn took a deep breath as he entered his apartment. He threw the keys on the kitchen counter, closing the door behind him with his elbow. He walked over to the couch, brushing thin fingers through his black hair, pushing it backwards so that the purple streaks he had beneath the surface became more visible for a split second before he let the hair fall back in place. As he sat down on the small couch in his small living room, he thought about how much he hated the place. His apartment was located in the slightly more dangerous side of town and he always felt cramped, no matter what.
After only a few seconds of sitting on the couch,
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The third part of Tarik's predicament.
To be honest, this is some kind of a bridge. I need a story arch between here and there, if you know what I mean.
I tried to make it as interesting as possible, hope it came out okay.
And always remember - Tarik is going to see the light of day again.
And to give credit where it's due - the second boy, skinny and brown-haired, is in fact one of *CoughThePoisonOut's OCs. His name is Jayce. He got kidnapped on his way home from work and landed in this predicament during a RP.
To be honest, this is some kind of a bridge. I need a story arch between here and there, if you know what I mean.
I tried to make it as interesting as possible, hope it came out okay.
And always remember - Tarik is going to see the light of day again.
And to give credit where it's due - the second boy, skinny and brown-haired, is in fact one of *CoughThePoisonOut's OCs. His name is Jayce. He got kidnapped on his way home from work and landed in this predicament during a RP.
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How were they stuffing up him in this part?
"Relax, boy. You're only hurting yourself."
"FUCK YOU! Keep your fucking hands OFF ME!"
"I'm afraid that's not an option. We can't risk you soiling yourself during transport."
"FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF WITH THAT THING!"
"Here we go. I'm afraid that will sting a bit, going up."
"AAAAH! AAH! YOU ASSHOLE!"
"That's the urethra, in fact. But we will come to that other orifice presently."
"AAAAH! NOOO!"
"Yes, we will. Now, just let me inflate that balloon so it will stay in safely and then we're already half done."
"You asshole! Aahh! Take that THING OUT!"
"This is getting tiresome. Someone gag his mouth, please."
"Relax, boy. You're only hurting yourself."
"FUCK YOU! Keep your fucking hands OFF ME!"
"I'm afraid that's not an option. We can't risk you soiling yourself during transport."
"FUCK OFF! FUCK OFF WITH THAT THING!"
"Here we go. I'm afraid that will sting a bit, going up."
"AAAAH! AAH! YOU ASSHOLE!"
"That's the urethra, in fact. But we will come to that other orifice presently."
"AAAAH! NOOO!"
"Yes, we will. Now, just let me inflate that balloon so it will stay in safely and then we're already half done."
"You asshole! Aahh! Take that THING OUT!"
"This is getting tiresome. Someone gag his mouth, please."