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As she slowly made her way towards the stairs she passed elegant looking furniture and decor lining the hall, making her feel as if she fallen into a movie scene blonde if not for the sheer terror that filled her veins with adrenaline. Annabelle frowned disconcertingly upon reaching the stairs noticing the thickness of the windowpanes, as she descended she came out at the end of a similar looking hallway. Only now she saw at the far end a wooden door with small windows running along its sides, revealing a lit up porch with a blackened sky beyond. Upon seeing a means of escape, Annabelle's panic took over, as she ran down the hallway passing several open rooms. One of which was a living room where Anthony and Erica sat patiently waiting, Anthony pushed up from the couch they shared, walking out into the hall watching the terrified young girl bounding her way towards the exterior door. An eager smile crept crossed his face as Annabelle reached the foyer, with a potted plant sitting upon a small wooden table marking the center of the room. Just as Annabelle past the barely noticeable plant reaching out to grasp the door knob, she cried out in agony grasping her neck with both hands only causing more pain as her fingers touched the now charged coils. Her unresponsive body fell to the floor in a heap, the soft laughter of an amused Anthony ringing in her ears. "You can expect that every time you near a door or window that is off limits," he stated in a soft tone, walking over kneeling down next to her. His rich blue eyes locking with her pain-filled gaze, "it can also happen if I press the button on my watch." He added showing her the device attached to his wrist, still laughing softly as he scooped Annabelle up into his arms, carrying her to the living room where Erica sat nervously biting her fingernails watching as her husband laid the girl upon the floor in the center of the room. It would only take a few minutes for the numbness to fade, at first Annabelle only could move her fingers, but slowly feeling returned to the rest of her body. Painfully she managed to roll to her Hardcore side pushing up on her hands staring at the pair that had kidnapped her. "What is this?" Annabelle cried reaching up with her hand feeling the collar secured to Big Boobs her neck, frowning as her fingers failed to find a way to remove it. The whole time Anthony just sat there patiently watching Annabelle struggle with the unyielding clasp, before she finally gave up glaring at Anthony and Erica. Anthony simply smiled harder, while Erica lowered her gaze unable to meet the young girl's eyes, her soft brown eyes filled with guilt over her actions. "Why are you doing this to me?" Annabelle demanded of Anthony, who calmed his laughter down enough to be heard clearly. "First because I so desired too," he stated matter-of-factly leaning forward with his elbows propped up on his knees. "And secondly you made it easy for me," he added lifting the lid of a laptop sitting on a nearby coffee-table, which caused the large screen television to come to life behind her. Annabelle's blowjob eyes widened in disbelief as she turned to find herself staring at all of her social media accounts, "everything I needed to know when choosing a new play-toy...," he went on explaining how her broken home and drunken mother made her a perfect runaway case. "Cases in which police hardly ever put much resources into solving." "Now listen well because I'm only telling you this once," Anthony went on after a short pause to let the horror of her situation sink into Annabelle, his voice taking on an authoritative-tone as his expressions hardened. "For now on you will obey any of my orders, fail to comply will result in harsh punishment." Annabelle stared defiantly into Anthony's eyes only making him more excited at the prospect of breaking this spirited young girl's will in the end. "Now," he said leaning back folding his hands behind his head. "Let's see what you look like under those wrappings," he ordered smiling eagerly at the shock that filled Annabelle's face upon hearing this. The amusement faded from Anthony's face after a moment of Annabelle's defiantly glaring at him, having made no move to undress for this creepy sociopath. Though having fully expected her to resist in the beginning, Anthony still shook his head in disappointment. 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