His Little Obsession

His Little Obsession

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

(FINISHED!) Regina Wilson thought she was having an ordinary day working as a barmaid in Montana. She gets her ass slapped, flirted on, cussed out if she doesn't do what the customers want...a normal day. On her way home, she gets drugged from behind and goes unconscious. When she comes to, she meets Kyle Rodgers, the kidnapper. He is good looking, but she doesn't care. The only thing in her agenda is to escape. Kyle Rodgers wants Regina. He wanted her ever since she moved to Montana. He knows her family, he knows everything about her. He will do anything to have Regina to love him as much as he loves her. At the cost of going to prison, he kidnaps her and holds her against her will. Regina does not give up hope on escape, but will she fall for Kyle's charm and love him?

Summary

(FINISHED!) Regina Wilson thought she was having an ordinary day working as a barmaid in Montana. She gets her ass slapped, flirted on, cussed out if she doesn't do what the customers want...a normal day. On her way home, she gets drugged from behind and goes unconscious. When she comes to, she meets Kyle Rodgers, the kidnapper. He is good looking, but she doesn't care. The only thing in her agenda is to escape.

Kyle Rodgers wants Regina. He wanted her ever since she moved to Montana. He knows her family, he knows everything about her. He will do anything to have Regina to love him as much as he loves her. At the cost of going to prison, he kidnaps her and holds her against her will.

Regina does not give up hope on escape, but will she fall for Kyle's charm and love him?

Chapter1 (v.1) - Not So Ordinary Day

Author Chapter Note

Regina Wilson thought she was having an ordinary day working as a barmaid in Montana. She gets her ass slapped, flirted on, cussed out if she doesn't do what the customers want...a normal day. On her way home, she gets drugged from behind and goes unconscious. When she comes to, she meets Kyle Rodgers, the kidnapper. He is good looking, but she doesn't care. The only thing in her agenda is to escape. Kyle Rodgers wants Regina. He wanted her ever since she moved to Montana. He knows her family, he knows everything about her. He will do anything to have Regina to love him as much as he loves her. At the cost of going to prison, he kidnaps her and holds her against her will. Regina does not give up hope on escape, but will she fall for Kyle's charm and love him?

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: January 01, 2014

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HAPPY NEW YEAR! What a great gift to give to y'all than my first two chapters! I wrote a kidnap story, two times to be exact. One is "I Have A Crush On You" and the other is "Don't Cry Tonight." The first one I mentioned is on my alternative account, NikkiLibby. The other one is on this one! Read those please! Enjoy!

 

Chapter 1

Not So Ordinary Night

 

“LIVE AND LET DIE!” A man screamed the lyrics of a Paul McCartney song and I sighed. I cleaned up the mess some men left me. I wished now I never left Cheyenne, Wyoming over a year ago. I wanted to be on my own, away from my parents. Vanessa and Sam Wilson are the coolest people on earth, but they are just...eccentric. They own a gun range in Cheyenne that teaches people how to shoot a gun or bow. Mom is an expert on the bow and Dad is an expert on guns.

 

They went through some shit a little under thirty years ago. Mom and Dad survived the Romanian Army raid and got silver stars from the President of the United States. I remember the ten year memorial, I was three at the time. I also know that I was named after a girl that got killed by the Romanians. Kind of creepy to me, so I go by Reggie now. “Reggie, take care of table six for me!” The manager, Barb, yelled from the kitchen and I sighed. I looked up and its a group of cowboys. They are the worst when they get drunk. I grabbed my pad of paper and walked up to them. “Welcome to Horseshoe's, I am Reggie your barmaid. What do y'all want tonight. ” I said with a smile and one of the cowboys, the not-so good looking one, checked me out.

 

“I would like you on my lap and my face between your tits!” He said and I rolled my eyes. This always happens to me.

 

“I am sorry but that is not on the menu and will never be. What do you want?” I said and he grabbed his menu and looked at it.

 

“Bud on tap, meatball sandwich and...” He quickly leaned over and grabbed my ass and squeezed it. “That ass!” I grabbed his hand and twisted it and he yelped in pain.

 

“Not allowed buster! Now, if you want to continue to come here...” I gave it a little bit of a twist and he cried out in pain, “Don't do that shit anymore!” He nodded and the rest of his little friends ordered a beer and food and I turned it in. I leaned over and Barb shook her head. “I am glad I don't have to order security around here. You are the security!” Barb said and I laughed. She is in her forties and the nicest woman other than my mom and little sister, Bernice.

 

“That's what I get for having parents like I had. They taught my sister and I self-defense right after we began to walk and talk!” I said and Barb laughed and we went back to work.

 

Several hours went by, my ass got slapped probably six times, that is a record for me! I turned around with a half full beer glass and bumped into somebody, spilling everything on me, the guest and the floor. “Fuck, I am so sorry!” I said and leaned down and cleaned it up.

 

“It's okay, accident's happen!” The man said and I nodded. I looked up and my breath is taken away. This man is so hot, and he is a recent customer. I don't know his name, but he always comes here and has a couple of beers before heading back home.

 

“I just feel so clumsy sometimes!” I tried to sound cherry, but I am a nervous wreck right now.

 

“It's fine, I can go to the restroom and clean myself off!” He smiled and I knew he didn't mind. If I spilled beer on anybody else, they will be cussing me out right now. I nodded and went back to my station. I stared at the man and he went to the restroom and I sat down. He had dark hair, gray eyes, and he is very tall and muscular. I bet he can get any woman to crawl to him.

 

When the shift ended, Barb gave me the keys to close and wished me good night. I am off tomorrow, I am going to go see my sister, Bernice, in Helena tomorrow. I cleaned up the bar and I sighed. I began to remember my awesome childhood. My mom and dad may be freaky to some people, but they took good care of us. They we're sort of over protective, but nobody but a handful didn't go through what they did almost thirty years ago. I am friend with the other survivors kids, but they are all spread across the country. I know one moved to Chicago, Seattle, Dallas...nobody lives in Wyoming anymore but some of our parents.

 

I grabbed my bag and turned off the lights, another ordinary night at work. I don't love my job, but it pays the bills. I walked out the door and locked it and went to my Jeep. When I unlocked it, I can hear somebody behind me. I turned my head and I didn't see anybody. This is not a big city, nobody will come out of the shadows and attack me. They don't stand a chance with me anyways.

 

I shrugged my shoulders and opened the door and I heard it again, but much louder. I grabbed my mace out of my bag and held it tight. “Hello?” I said and the sound got louder and louder and I can hear somebody breathe. It sounded male, and my heart began to race. Before I had the chance to turn around, I feel a pinch on my neck and something warm entering my body. What the fuck? “Regina, I am sorry...” A familiar voice said as I slid to the cold ground...

 

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I am in a daze. I cannot move my arms, they feel like they have one hundred pound weights on them. I opened my eyes and the room is dark and I feel oddly warm. I moved my head to the side, trying to shake this awful feeling off of me. When my arms can move, I pushed myself up and began to look around. This is not my apartment, it does not have a huge fireplace and there is unfamiliar pictures on the mantle. I looked down at myself and I'm in red silk lingerie. I never owned lingerie in my life, I have never been with a man long enough to own one!

 

I tried standing up and my legs feel like rubber. I grabbed onto the dresser on the side of the bed and tried for the door. As I walked, I began to remember what happened. I remember hearing somebody behind me. I remember the pinch of a needle and a voice telling me they are sorry. Whoever done this is a fucking sicko!

 

I made it to the door and I turned the knob and its unlocked. I opened it and I can hear somebody cooking in the kitchen. I smell muffins, really? Whoever took me, they will not see me leave. I went to the wall and grabbed a hold of it. I wobbled down the hallway, holding onto the wall and I made it to the living room. The sound of them cooking is louder and I lean against the corner to see who is this person. His back is turned away from me, but he has a familiar build and hair color. He has a Celtic tattoo between his shoulders and he is whistling some song. I looked at the door and the front door is so close to him. Shit, how will I leave without him noticing? There is a couch by the door, I will make a dash to it. I let out a breath, hoping my weak legs will not go out on me and went for it. I did not go too fast, but fast enough. I leaned forward to grab the couch and I tripped. I banged my knee against the table and made a loud noise. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! He turned around and my eyes went agape. It's him! It's the man I spilled beer on! “Regina, what are you doing?” He said and I began to slide away.

 

“Get away from me!” I said and he shook his head. I looked over and I seen a butter knife on the table, not sharp enough, but grabbed it anyway.

 

“Regina...” What the fuck, far as everybody in Deer Park, Montana knows, my name is Reggie.

 

“How do you know my name? Nobody knows my real name!” I gasped.

 

“I know a lot about you. I know who your parents are, your sister...your old home town of Cheyenne.”

 

“What do you want from me?” Tears are flowing out of my eyes and I slide away as he gets closer.

 

“Oh not much... I want you!” I stopped and looked at me. Oh my God, he kidnapped me to have sex with me!
 

“That is sick!” I said and he sighed.

 

“Let me introduce myself, I am Kyle Rodgers.”

 

“I don't give a fuck who you are, Kyle. If my parents know that I am missing...”

 

“They don't know a thing, Regina. I told Bernice that you're sick and will not be able to make it tomorrow. I told her that I am your friend. She appreciated the call.”

 

“You talked to my sister!”

 

“She seemed very nice, but she is not as beautiful as you!”

 

“Let me go! I will not tell a soul what happened!” I am lying, I want this fucker arrested and go to jail, but I need to say anything to get out of here.

 

“That is not going to happen. You see, I have been watching you ever since you moved here a year ago. I wanted you ever since I lay my eyes on you.” My stomach began to turn, he is obsessed with me! He is one of those men that you see on TV kidnapping woman and raping them and then killing them. I am already at step one, kidnapping. He is not going to touch or kill me!

 

“You are not going to touch me!” I said through my teeth.

 

“Oh, I will, even you are not ready, I am going to have you,” Kyle said and he got closer to me and I tried to scoot away, but he grabbed my ankle. “Nobody can find you, Regina. It's just you and me. The only person that knows about you is my little brother, Brandon. You will meet him soon. For now, you will eat breakfast.”

 

“I am not eating a single thing you make, it might be drugged...” I looked up at him and I gasped. “You drugged me last night!”

 

“I know you would not come willingly, so yes, I did!” His grip on my ankle got tighter and he pulled me closer to his body. He began to climb on my body and I can smell his cologne. When his nose touched mine, he breathed in. “I want you so bad, for a long time. Now, I finally have you!” With all the strength I got, I raised my knee and got him right in the crotch and he groaned and lay on his side. I grabbed a hold of a table and I didn't care that I knocked over something metal and glass. I stood up and ran as fast as I can to the front door and turned it. Fuck, it's locked! There is no knob to unlock it so I made a dash for the backdoor. Before I could even make it, Kyle wrapped his arms around my body and lifted me up. I began to kick and scream. “LET ME GO YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” I screamed and he covered my mouth with his hand and I bit down hard.

 

“OW FUCK!” He screamed and let his hand leave my mouth, but he has a firm hold of me. “You're going to be more trouble then I thought!”

 

“I am Samuel and Vanessa Wilson's daughter, remember? They own Wilson Range in Cheyenne where they teach people to shoot bows and guns!” I squeaked out and he laughed.

 

“Oh I know, I was a student of theirs a long time ago!” I sagged against him and sighed. He wins this time, but I am getting out of here, soon!


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