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Disappearance I fantasize about this a lot. I’m a dancer so I work very late. And I always walk to my car alone. There’s always people around, even when I get off work at 2 am. Plus I’m a brave girl ...I can take care of myself! It's a hot night and I’m wearing a thin summer dress, a cupless bra, no panties, and my favorite heels. Well, to be honest, the heels are dangling from one hand as I skip barefoot to my car. For some reason, all the lights are out on my level, but I don’t really notice. I’m skipping along, oblivious, listening to my favorite album on my AirPods. Nor do I notice the black van parked one (empty) spot over… Suddenly a black plastic bag is pulled over my head from behind. I’m so stunned I just freeze. Flexi-cuffs bind my wrist behind my back. Something hard and round is shoved into my mouth through the plastic bag (a racket ball) and duct tape is wrapped around my face to keep the ball in place. And then I’m pulled towards the van by my handcuffed wrists. I can’t keep up and I stumble, but then I’m just dragged across the pavement, skinning my knees. I hear the door slide open and then I’m picked up and tossed into the van. I land hard on the metal floor, and someone steps one foot on my back, pushing me into the floor as he leans over and slams the door shut. As the van drives away, my dress and bra are cut away. A rope is looped around my neck and then tied to my ankles...the rope is pulled so tight that my heels are almost touching the back of my head! The ride for me becomes a challenge not to strangle and I don’t notice anything else. But after what seems like an eternity, the van turns onto a bumpy dirt road. The driver doesn’t slow down for the bumps, and my body is tossed painfully around the back of the van. We come to a stop a few miles later. A door is opened and the van backs in and stops. Everyone gets out of the van and I’m left there on the floor of the van, slowly strangling... |
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I liked the start of the story the writing is clear crisp and just descriptive enough so the story can be seen in my imagination. Now I want to know what happens next. I don’t want tyou to strangle to death. I know what I would do and it would be much fun. But I would like to see what your imagination will come up with.
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What goes through your mind as you await whatever comes next? How does your body respond to your fantasy?
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