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pull back. It had no effect. She looked around in panic but saw no one in the immediate area. “I don’t have shoes on. Please, let me go.” Her temper got away from her as he pulled the car door open. “Dammit, no!” This came out as a yell as he turned her and tucked her into the seat. He slammed the door going around the car. She tried the door but it would not open. She banged her shoulder against the door to no avail.
    By this time he was in the car and within seconds he had started the sleek vehicle moving out. She watched out the tinted window, trying to remember where they were going as she hooked the seat belt with shaking hands. She might need to know in case she could get away from this maniac. They rode in silence but she realized that she had no idea where they were located. The buildings began to look like abandoned large old warehouses. Finally he pulled in under a huge overhanging broken bridge into a tumbled unused warehouse. It was so dark inside the warehouse it was impossible for her eyes to see. The automatic lights of the car came on but he immediately shut them off. He stopped, turned off the car and sat for a moment.
    “I don’t want you to worry. I will protect you. But we must get out of the car for me to show you the proof you need.” As he opened his door she heard the lock click on her door.
    She sat still. She had no shoes on and it was so dark she was not sure what she would be stepping on, but he had her door open. She was surprised that the interior car light did not come on but her eyes were adjusting to the dim light in the building.
    “I don’t have shoes on.” She unhooked the seat belt and swung her legs out but just waited. It seemed important for her to hang onto the irrelevant fact of being barefoot.
    “Hmmm, I know, kind of sexy. Don’t worry, I will guide you and keep you from stepping on anything.” He just reached down and he had his hand around her upper arm. She was upright against him and they were moving. They moved deeper into the building but there seemed to be a slight glow and they were heading towards it. The glow turned out to be a small lantern set on a rough box. There were several chairs and a couple of couches. As they got close she could see two big, great looking men and three women. She pulled back and he actually let her stop.
    “I am not into group sex or watching.” Her voice was low and strained as she tried to pull away, but again she became aware of the strength of this man. She felt with one hand he was capable of holding her totally immovable. She had heard that guys on PCP could become unbelievably strong.
    “Misty, look at what he is doing. Look.” He pulled her closer.
    She pulled her eyes away from her jailor to look at the scene before her. She felt her knees go weak. There was a man with a woman. He raised his head and she saw several things at once. He had fangs, and they were slippery with blood. There were two small holes on the woman’s thigh that blood was seeping from, and more shocking, she could hear the woman pleading with him not to stop. The woman had a look of intense pleasure on her face. The man leaned back down and licked the two spots with his tongue and the bleeding stopped. When he raised his head again it looked like his fangs were disappearing. He was using one hand to pleasure her, sliding fingers into and out of her womanhood, his thumb rolling her nub and she moaned and spread her legs further apart.
    Misty was stunned when the man drew his wet fingers out and inserted one into the woman’s anus. The woman raised her hips and whimpered. It was obvious she had a climax as the muscles of her thighs and stomach spasmed one after the other and she clutched at her tormentor, saying over and over, “Yes, Yes.” The woman lay quivering with a smile and begged. “Please, bite me again, please.”
    She knew that Rad had shifted his hold so that he had her in front with hands on both her upper arms to hold her up.