Can My Worst Nightmare be My Greatest Dream
The Beginning
Cayla
I walked down the street, clutching my Avenged Sevenfold hoodie close to my chest. I shivered and looked around. I got the strange feeling that someone was watching me, or even following me so I sped up. I looked around and saw someone walking beside me. I looked over to see a Dollar General that was still open. I quickly walked inside and started to browse through the isles, hoping to hide from whoever the hell was following me. He was wearing a hoodie, with his head down. I could tell that he was at least six foot tall, and extremely muscular. I was only five foot five, so he towered over me like a fucking giant. I quickly scurried out of the shop and started down the road. I felt something wrap around me and I felt a pinch in my neck. Soon everything went black.
I let out a small groan, feeling something tighten around my wrists then my ankles. Slowly my eyes fluttered open and I looked down to see some guy with short black hair tying rope or something to my ankles. "Let me go!" I screeched, causing the man to look up. All I saw were green eyes, my vision was still slightly blurry, but it soon cleared up and I saw tattoos all over the man's arms, he was tall, 6" 1' to be exact, buff, he had a lip ring, short black hair, dimples, piercing green eyes. He stood up as I looked away, I knew who he was. He gently grasped my chin in his large hand and forced me to look up at him. "You know, most fans would go wild if they were kidnapped by the leader of one of their favorite bands" He told me in his deep voice. " What the hell is wrong with you?" I said softly, my voice cracking. "I never expected M. Shadows to be a kidnapper..."I stared up at his face not happy.
He seemed to glare at me, and that's when I realized I wasn't stuck to a chair. He tied me to his fucking bed. "Don't talk to me like that" He snapped. It was almost a snarl, but defiantly a growl of anger. "What happens if I don't stop?" I snarled, glaring at him. "I'll fucking make you." he snapped at me, removing his hand from my chin. He rooted through a drawer, and soon he turned around carrying a ball gag. He walked over to me and I glared at him. "Don't you dare" I snarled glaring at him as I began to thrash around. I closed my eyes, wanting this to just be a dream. But could my worst nightmare be my greatest dream? I felt a sudden weight on my hips and I gasped in surprise to see Matt sitting on my waist. "I could also make you shut the hell up by shoving my dick in your mouth. I mean it's your choice. Shut the hell up, have a gag in your mouth, or my dick in your mouth" He said to me. My eyes went wide with fear and I squirmed under him. "I just want to go home....Please just let me go home Matt..." He glared at me and I closed my eyes, letting a small whimper out.
I heard the sound of a zipper unzipping and I opened my eyes to see him undoing his pants. I swallowed the hard lump in my throat and he pulled out his large dick. I let out a quiet whimper and he held his dick in one hand and grasped my face with the other. Slowly his hand moved to my chin, and he forced my mouth open long enough to shove his dick in my mouth. I gagged as he slammed his hips forward, forcing it further down my throat. I had no choice but to suck on his erect cock, and it made me feel horrible. He was groaning above me and I saw him look into my brown eyes. I couldn't help but stare back, being that I was stuck in this position. "You know, you are a gorgeous girl...After you're with me for awhile, you'll see I'm a really sweet guy" he murmured quietly, as he ran a hand through my long blonde hair. I felt something hit the back of my throat, and I knew he came in my mouth, I didn't like it. Not one bit, I was forced to swallow it, cause he wasn't going to pull out until I did.
Finally he pulled his dick out of my mouth and I looked at him, tears starting to flow down my cheeks. " Don't cry" He whispered quietly, wiping away my tears. He untied my arms and legs, he then slipped out of his pants and his shirt, before tearing away my clothing, leaving me in my underwear and bra, completely exposed, something I didn't like. He slipped into the California Kingsized bed, and wrapped one of his strong arms around me, forcing my back against his front. "Just so you know, all my band-mates and their girlfriends know I'm a kinky sex kinda guy, so when you try to tell them I kidnapped you, they won't believe it" He whispered before falling asleep. I however could not fall asleep, not next to my kidnapper. Too many thoughts flooded my head. Why the hell did a rockstar out of all people kidnap me? Why would he want to kidnap me? How the hell was I going to get away? Why did I not fight as hard as I normally would? Was I secretly happy that M. Shadows kidnapped me? Finally my eyes closed and I fell asleep.
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It was early when I woke up. I moved my arms to rub my eyes, that was when I felt the warm breath on the back of my neck, and someone's muscular arm around my middle. I looked around and realized I was in a California King bed and in a completely different room. I then thought back to last night and realized that the man in the bed beside me was Matt, and that he kidnapped me. I tried to squirm out of his iron tight grip but it seemed like; even though he was asleep, he could tell that I was trying to get away from him. I let out an annoyed huff and laid there on my side. I figited slightly, and I could still feel his warm breath on my neck. I couldn't stand it. I grabbed his arm and tried to push it off of me, but he wouldn't budge. "Son of a bitch" I hissed quietly, I rolled onto my back and his arm just trapped me.
"It's no use" Matt growled in my ear, I looked over and saw that his eyes were still closed, apparently I woke him up. " I have to fucking piss asshole" I snapped at him. He snapped his eyes open to glare at me. " You go piss and you come right fucking back" He snarled at me "cause I'll hunt you down and you'll regret trying to get away." I swallowed the lump in my throat and he moved his arm. I quickly got out of the bed and walked around the bed to put my clothes on, but he grabbed my arm. "You won't be needing those" he said to me, his voice still laced with sleep but still menacing. I dropped the shirt that was in my hands and looked at him before quickly scuttling out of his room. It didn't take long for me to find his bathroom. I quickly took care of my business and decided I wanted to explore, whether he liked it or not. I walked down the grand staircase and started to blunder around. when I got bored I turned around, to smack right into his chest. My eyes went wide with fear and I stared into his eyes. He had an evil glint in his eyes, and a sadistic smirk on his face. This was not going to end well.
I walked down the street, clutching my Avenged Sevenfold hoodie close to my chest. I shivered and looked around. I got the strange feeling that someone was watching me, or even following me so I sped up. I looked around and saw someone walking beside me. I looked over to see a Dollar General that was still open. I quickly walked inside and started to browse through the isles, hoping to hide from whoever the hell was following me. He was wearing a hoodie, with his head down. I could tell that he was at least six foot tall, and extremely muscular. I was only five foot five, so he towered over me like a fucking giant. I quickly scurried out of the shop and started down the road. I felt something wrap around me and I felt a pinch in my neck. Soon everything went black.
I let out a small groan, feeling something tighten around my wrists then my ankles. Slowly my eyes fluttered open and I looked down to see some guy with short black hair tying rope or something to my ankles. "Let me go!" I screeched, causing the man to look up. All I saw were green eyes, my vision was still slightly blurry, but it soon cleared up and I saw tattoos all over the man's arms, he was tall, 6" 1' to be exact, buff, he had a lip ring, short black hair, dimples, piercing green eyes. He stood up as I looked away, I knew who he was. He gently grasped my chin in his large hand and forced me to look up at him. "You know, most fans would go wild if they were kidnapped by the leader of one of their favorite bands" He told me in his deep voice. " What the hell is wrong with you?" I said softly, my voice cracking. "I never expected M. Shadows to be a kidnapper..."I stared up at his face not happy.
He seemed to glare at me, and that's when I realized I wasn't stuck to a chair. He tied me to his fucking bed. "Don't talk to me like that" He snapped. It was almost a snarl, but defiantly a growl of anger. "What happens if I don't stop?" I snarled, glaring at him. "I'll fucking make you." he snapped at me, removing his hand from my chin. He rooted through a drawer, and soon he turned around carrying a ball gag. He walked over to me and I glared at him. "Don't you dare" I snarled glaring at him as I began to thrash around. I closed my eyes, wanting this to just be a dream. But could my worst nightmare be my greatest dream? I felt a sudden weight on my hips and I gasped in surprise to see Matt sitting on my waist. "I could also make you shut the hell up by shoving my dick in your mouth. I mean it's your choice. Shut the hell up, have a gag in your mouth, or my dick in your mouth" He said to me. My eyes went wide with fear and I squirmed under him. "I just want to go home....Please just let me go home Matt..." He glared at me and I closed my eyes, letting a small whimper out.
I heard the sound of a zipper unzipping and I opened my eyes to see him undoing his pants. I swallowed the hard lump in my throat and he pulled out his large dick. I let out a quiet whimper and he held his dick in one hand and grasped my face with the other. Slowly his hand moved to my chin, and he forced my mouth open long enough to shove his dick in my mouth. I gagged as he slammed his hips forward, forcing it further down my throat. I had no choice but to suck on his erect cock, and it made me feel horrible. He was groaning above me and I saw him look into my brown eyes. I couldn't help but stare back, being that I was stuck in this position. "You know, you are a gorgeous girl...After you're with me for awhile, you'll see I'm a really sweet guy" he murmured quietly, as he ran a hand through my long blonde hair. I felt something hit the back of my throat, and I knew he came in my mouth, I didn't like it. Not one bit, I was forced to swallow it, cause he wasn't going to pull out until I did.
Finally he pulled his dick out of my mouth and I looked at him, tears starting to flow down my cheeks. " Don't cry" He whispered quietly, wiping away my tears. He untied my arms and legs, he then slipped out of his pants and his shirt, before tearing away my clothing, leaving me in my underwear and bra, completely exposed, something I didn't like. He slipped into the California Kingsized bed, and wrapped one of his strong arms around me, forcing my back against his front. "Just so you know, all my band-mates and their girlfriends know I'm a kinky sex kinda guy, so when you try to tell them I kidnapped you, they won't believe it" He whispered before falling asleep. I however could not fall asleep, not next to my kidnapper. Too many thoughts flooded my head. Why the hell did a rockstar out of all people kidnap me? Why would he want to kidnap me? How the hell was I going to get away? Why did I not fight as hard as I normally would? Was I secretly happy that M. Shadows kidnapped me? Finally my eyes closed and I fell asleep.
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It was early when I woke up. I moved my arms to rub my eyes, that was when I felt the warm breath on the back of my neck, and someone's muscular arm around my middle. I looked around and realized I was in a California King bed and in a completely different room. I then thought back to last night and realized that the man in the bed beside me was Matt, and that he kidnapped me. I tried to squirm out of his iron tight grip but it seemed like; even though he was asleep, he could tell that I was trying to get away from him. I let out an annoyed huff and laid there on my side. I figited slightly, and I could still feel his warm breath on my neck. I couldn't stand it. I grabbed his arm and tried to push it off of me, but he wouldn't budge. "Son of a bitch" I hissed quietly, I rolled onto my back and his arm just trapped me.
"It's no use" Matt growled in my ear, I looked over and saw that his eyes were still closed, apparently I woke him up. " I have to fucking piss asshole" I snapped at him. He snapped his eyes open to glare at me. " You go piss and you come right fucking back" He snarled at me "cause I'll hunt you down and you'll regret trying to get away." I swallowed the lump in my throat and he moved his arm. I quickly got out of the bed and walked around the bed to put my clothes on, but he grabbed my arm. "You won't be needing those" he said to me, his voice still laced with sleep but still menacing. I dropped the shirt that was in my hands and looked at him before quickly scuttling out of his room. It didn't take long for me to find his bathroom. I quickly took care of my business and decided I wanted to explore, whether he liked it or not. I walked down the grand staircase and started to blunder around. when I got bored I turned around, to smack right into his chest. My eyes went wide with fear and I stared into his eyes. He had an evil glint in his eyes, and a sadistic smirk on his face. This was not going to end well.
9/16/13