A twisted little adventure...

---Scarlett's POV---

"Please don't look at me with those eyes." Jinxx whispered.
"How do you know about that?" I hissed, terrified.

He knew my past! But how? I had never met this man before in my life! And there's no way this was a guess or random prediction. He just knew. Had he been stalking me?

"Oh, Darling. I'm not meant to tell you this yet. But haven't you felt it?"
"f-felt what?" I stammered.
"the pull." he replied, softly "we aren't just some random creeps going after teenage girls. We were born for each other, you and I. And you and the other girls are more closely linked than you could ever imagine."

I stared blankly at the room in front of me, unable to comprehend what he was saying. How can he say all this so confidently? What if he's got it all wrong? How does he know? It's funny, actually. All of this is, he's making uh an effort to relax me, assure me he won't hurt me. And yet he knows my past, somehow and claims we are born for one another? These circumstances are so out there and bizarre, I can barely even take it in. My head starts to spin. Can't it just all end?

"Scar?" Jinxx cut in, popping my bubble of thought. "Scar are you okay?"

Was I okay? Well, was I? I don't know anymore. He knows about Dad. He knows. And it's difficult to comprehend that I was running away anyway, but yet, I was still terrified of these men. Of all men. But this was far better than what dad did to me. I couldn't go back, I couldn't live a life, paralysed by my own misery, where every little thing sent me back, deep in to my own mind, my own sadness. I had no one to run too or who would help me, hardly anyone even acknowledged my existance, so all I could do was wallow. I couldn't go back to that, maybe I could have a life here? Maybe I cold learn to love it.

"I think so. I think for the first time ever, I might be okay." and then, I felt it, a strange tugging sensation in my cheeks, one I hadn't felt in years. I smiled.
"your smile is beautiful, Scar." Jinxx grinned, "please smile more often."
"maybe now I will." I smiled "now, don't I need to get ready for dinner" I remembered, not wanting to piss Andy off, I was happier with Jinxx, but that didn't mean I was confident around the others.
"yeah, I've left some comfy leggings and a fluffy jumper on the bed, all I care about is you being comfortable and happy."

I got up to leave to get changed, I got to the doorway, about to exit, and then I felt the pang.
"Jinxx." I whispered.
"yes, darling?" he asked.
"thank you." I breathed.
"anything for you, love."

---Roxy's POV---

"Jesus Christ." Ashley breathed "you blow my fucking mind, Roxy."
All I could do was grin, smugly at his compliment.
"Sucking dick happens to be a talent of mine." I joked.
"I can tell, you little slut." Ashley replied. "you're one amazing little cocksucker, and so fucking obedient."

Ashley was one hot man, exactly as I had thought when I first left the bar with him that night. Maybe this whole kidnapped thing wasn't even that bad. I mean, it's so wrong to admit, but secretly being a sex slave has always been a fantasy of mine. Especially to someone as dominant and sexy as Ashley fucking Purdy. I love being hurt. I love being objectified. Im pretty fucked up...

"We need to get to dinner, slut." Ashley broke in. "put this on." he passed me a skimpy white thong and a see through white dress, that barely covered anything at all, along with a frilly garter. I knew I would pull everyones focus. I was obviously the most attractive girl here. I was obviously far superior. The other girls all make me laugh, poor things, I pity them all.

Notes

I'm sorry it's been so long I'm totally shit idk