Kidnapped by Superstars

Louis dragged me into a dark room with me kicking and screaming all the way, as the other four boys following close behind, dirty smirks on their faces. Liam ran over to Louis. "I'll tie her up, mate. Harry, go fetch the...toys...Niall, hand me the rope. Zayn," He immediatly perks up at the mention of his name. "Yes?" Liam dirtily grins at me. "Spank the bitch." Zayn's stubbly faces produces an evil smile. "With pleasure. Louis, how about you feel her down before I do so? She is yours, after all." Louis walks over to me, lust in his dark eyes. "Nothing would make me happier." My face reddens as he sways over to me. "N-no, please...D-don't do this t-to me...I-I don't w-want th-this!" I choke out. He slaps me, causing me to whine in pain. "Too bad, bitch. You should've thought about that before you talked back to me!" He started groping my breasts, making me wince. He lowered his mouth to my neck, and began sucking and biting harshly. I whimpered, as he began rubbing my womanhood. He began to pump two of his fingers into me, and kneaded my breast with his free hand. I tried holding it in, but I just couldn't take it anymore. I moaned in delight, and he immediatly removed himself from my weak body. He scowled. "See, I knew you wanted me. Now, for your punishment. Liam, tie her up. Zayn, teach her a 'lesson' or two," he said with a grin. He sat down on a leather sofa across the room from me, with Niall and Harry, as Liam tied my hands behind my back, and knotted my feet together, then he roughly shoved me towards Zayn and sat down with the rest of the boys. I pleaded with my eyes toward Zayn. "P-p-please...I d-don't want this...P-p-please-" He throws me onto the bed, face down. "SHUTUP AND TAKE YOUR PUNISHMENT, SLUT!" He brought his large hand down to my bum, slapping it several times. I lost count after 40. I was sure there would be a bruise there later, but, for now, I was more worried about what was to happen to me next. Zayn got up and left me on thebed, and I quietly sobbed as I felt the bed dip. A soft hand rubbed down my back, trailing soft circleswith their fingers. "Shh, baby girl...It's ok, everything's gonna be alright-" I cut him off. I looked at the boy. I already knew it was Niall, he's the only one who hasn't been mean to me so far."How the fuck is everything alright?! You guys kidnapped me, then hurt and touched me! Explain to me how in any sense that's supposed to be alright!" I scream at him. He looks calmly at me. "Look, I know you must feel terrible-" I glare at him. "No shit, Sherlock!" He takes a deep breath, and continues. "But if you just behave," He leans in closer to me. "I may be able to arrange for you to escape." My spirits lift, then fall back down. "Behave"? What exactly is that supposed to mean? Just then, Harry walks in. I guess they all had left after Zayn...you know...did his business. I despise him with a deep passion. He's sick and twisted. "Niall, Liam just ordered take-out from Nando's-" Niall jumps up. "NANDO'S!!!!!" Liam chuckles as he leaves, and walks over to me. "Sorry to interrupt your little chit-chat, but the boy loves his Nando's. Don't worry, he'll be back. I brought you some of my clothes, since Niall put your other ones in the wash for now. We'll go shopping later. For now, just put these on." He handed me a T-Shirt, Sweatpants, and a thong. Of course they have that, but no other clothes. "Thank-you," I manage to choke out. "But, uhm, would you mind, er..." I look down and gesture towards the bindings on my hands and ankles. "Oh, right! Sorry. Here." He makes quick work of the ropes, and I sit there for a moment, looking down at the small marks of rope burn on my wrists and feet. He takes my hands in his, and rubs small circles on the marks with his thumbs. I am lost in his deep Brown eyes for a moment, and then I hear Harry yell for Liam. "I gotta go. Come out to the sitting room when you're done." I nod, and, after he leaves, change into the loose-fitting clothes.

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I walk out into the sitting room, where all of the boys are lounging, comfortably, on the couch, watching TV. Niall is currently devouring some sort of chicken dish, and I clear my throat. They all turnaround, looking at me. Niall's eyes are wide, and he has his face covered in food, his mouth full. I can't help it anymore. I burst out laughing at the sight.

Maybe this isn't as bad as I thought it would be...

NO! What am I saying?! They kidnapped me!

Ugh, what have I gotten myself into?

Notes

Sorry I didn't update for a while guys. So, since I'm kinda fed up with all of the comments saying, "UPDATE!!!!!" I decided that after each chapter I will ask you one or two questions. So, here they are for today:

1) Are you excited for the Midnight Memories music vid and Zayn's B-Day???
and
2) Do you think I should write more intense smut, or soft?

ASK AWAY!!! :D

~Annalisa