Pull her from the play yard, kicking and screaming, slapping her once to shut her up. I’ve worked hard forcing her into the trunk for an 
exciting kidnapping phone sex fantasy. Her muffled screams continue as I drive down the road I speed a little more, so the road noise drowns her out. I called you ahead of time to have you meet me at the cabin. This is going to be the best fun yet. I pull the little brat kid, King, to the top of the trunk. You open it up and duct tape her mouth and her legs.
Just seeing her so helpless brought out a cold sweat. I knew tonight was going to be her last. As we dragged her in, we pulled her to the mattress. It was still stained and wrenched of death from our last kidnapping phone sex victim. That little bitch lived for days. Her body finally gave out, but not before we tortured the fuck out of her. Now, our new victim, I hope, maybe she only live for a few hours. We intend on snuffing this little cunt.
Kidnapping phone sex
I can’t give all the details here. That wouldn’t be much fun. Trust me, it is worth a call. The things we will do can turn a stomach, but I think you will like it. The most gruesome terror known today will be inflicted on this little bitch. Her pure innocence was ruined in the blink of an eye, and her tiny body was ravaged. Tell me, aren’t you getting a bit hard thinking about her? That body tied up, lying there, her eyes wet from tears. It is only a matter of time before she tries to break those bonds. When I rip that tape off her mouth, the tiniest voice screaming, I want mommy. What I lean in Mommy isn’t hear today.
