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Mar 12, 2014 12:16PM
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Feeling as though I were floating in mid-air, my captor lifted me off my feet and carried me towards his vehicle. Without compassion, he tossed me inside like a flimsy rag doll. The back of my skull smacked against the padded surface. I barely felt that pain. With what little strength I had left, I made a daring attempt to escape. I quickly found out that was a bad decision after my fingers were smashed with the trunk’s lid.
That, I did feel.
I wanted to scream, but the only thing that came out was a low-pitched whimper. My eyelids fluttered rapidly as I battled unconsciousness. Whatever I was shot with had rendered me speechless and immobile.
My gaze focused on the fuzzy man standing over me. Even with my blurred vision, I could tell that he was smiling at me—obviously pleased that I was helpless.
In silence, I watched as he lifted his index finger to his lips. “Ssshh.”
Suddenly, everything went black…
*** Memoirs of a Sex Slave has been re-released and renamed Club Nirvana: Jayde's Story ***
http://www.amazon.com/Club-Nirvana-Ja...



