Violated by the Stalker
I have many fantasies. Some dark, some very dirty. My world shatters into a millions pieces as it collides with that of the stalkers.
Advisory: This 24,000 word dark erotic tale contains bdsm, explicit sexuality, and adult situations. The content may be considered objectionable, so please read at your own discretion.
This is not a love story nor is it for the faint of heart
This tale has alternating point of views and told from Chelsea and Jardell's point of view.
'Chelsea, don't do it…' I tell myself, as I walk out of my house, too late, way too late. And dangerous, extremely dangerous, what with a stalker terrorizing our town over the recent while.
He has been stalking women, kidnapping them and unleashing his dark demons before letting them go.
I want to be stalked to, I want to be abducted.
Why won't he take me?
Why can't I have my fantasies fulfilled?
One day I am taken though, and I almost cannot believe my luck. It isn't at all like I thought it would be though, and my kidnapper is nothing like he was in my fantasies.
I didn't expect this, and I'm not sure I can handle it.
He takes me on such a wild trip, from pain to pleasure, to that place in-between where you are no longer sure which is which, and I really am at the mercy of this man.
But I had planned it, I had sought it out.
Even though I put myself in this position, I soon realize that the line between what I can handle in my fantasies, and in reality, is a very thin one indeed…
For Mature Readers Only.