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Chapter 11 by Ankoino Ankoino

What do you do?

Kidnap Her

You remain silent the rest of the elevator ride down, seething in your increasing anger and sexual aggravation, the two increasingly melding together in your mind. By the time you reach the lobby you've decided that just **** the girl who's been torturing your sweet little sister isn't enough. You're going to bring her home and let her former victim take ****. You get a mental image of tiny, cute, Dana in leather whipping the naked slut and almost fail to follow behind Naomi as the elevator doors open with a ding.

Refocused you follow closely behind the girl until she's as near to your car as her path seems to be taking her. Then, with an animalistic grunt you rush the scantily clad teen from behind. She gets out a partial scream before your hand covers her mouth, cutting her off. You drag her to your car with no problem and put her in a **** hold as you fumble a bit to open your trunk.

"Hey you!" A booming voice echoes out in the parking garage as a large, muscular man rushes towards you.

"Heel-l-p." Naomi manages to croak out from her **** hold.

Your heart stops for a moment, your blood running cold. "She's a virgin." You manage to squeak out when the man is just a few feet away. He stops dead in his tracks as if waiting for you to finish the thought. "I own her rights."

The man chuckles. "Oh shit, really? I'd have never thought a girl dressed like THAT would be a virgin. Sorry if I scared you man, I thought you were some kind of creep. Here let me help." He reaches out and opens your trunk for you.

"Please don't let him do this." Naomi begs him, tears streaking down her face as you fling her into the trunk.

"Hey, you be a good girl and let this man exercise his rights however he sees fit." The man scolds her, looking genuinely annoyed that Naomi isn't complying with being kidnapped.

"Uh, thanks." You tell the man. Even with what Nyla had told you seeing someone act so supportive of your sexual deviancy is a strange experience.

"No problem, man. She's a hottie, have fun with that." He gestures towards the crying girl in the trunk, her skirt has now ridden up enough to reveal that she's not wearing panties, leaving her virgin pussy exposed. "Or, uh, are you maybe looking to sell her? Because if so..."He trails off and shrugs with a wide grin.

Selling the girl hadn't been part of your plan, but having the offer in front of you it is suddenly tempting.

What Do You Do With Her?

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