Trap Girl

Kidnaps you

"Therefore, accompany me tonight," said Arkha sounding so ambiguous in Kanaya's ears.

"You mean, sir, you want to sleep with me again? It was the same as me handing myself over to the tiger cage, Master!" Without Kanaya noticing, she said in a high tone. So that makes some visitors to the tavern look towards the two of them. Especially to Kanaya.

Arkha immediately smothered the mouth of the woman before him at this moment. The woman could have said something so sensitive, so loudly. Where else in public.

Arkha dragged the woman across the street, towards her car lying on the side of the road. His hand was still in the woman's mouth, lest the woman speak strangely anymore.

Of course Kanaya did fight the man who was meyeretnya. He was not ready to be someone else's slave. Moreover, the slaves were satisfied with male tastes.

"Mmmmh...." Kanaya is trying hard to get away from this kidnapper. But all of that is in vain.

In a rude gesture, Arkha forced Kanaya into his car. This woman is really troubling herself. He then took his hand out of the woman's mouth.

"Master didn't intend to sell me, did he?" Kanaya rewinds her body to the door of the car, as the man who kidnapped her enters and sits on the seat of her steering wheel.

Arkha looked at Kanaya at a glance, then turned on his car engine to then split the streets of this LA city. Arkha took his car to a quiet place, not too crowded to let him negotiate. More precisely Arkha forced this woman beside him, to accept his offer. If this woman refused, she would have used their incident in a hotel room the other day.

"Sir, I beg you, don't sell me." Kanaya kept begging Arkha. However, not once did the man respond to Kanaya's words.

Arkha silently smiled as the woman beside him thought that he would sell it to someone else. How does the woman think? Where there are salespeople, as handsome as I am. Inner Arkha.

Kanaya instantly kept silent as she covered her mouth with trembling hands. Better to obey this man, than to be sold all his organs. It was more terrifying than being a striped male slave.

Inwardly, Arkha smiled at how obedient this woman was. Arkha did not expect, if this woman thinks she is really a kidnapper. Very strange thought, he thought.

Thirty minutes later, their car reached its destination. Arkha parked his car on the side of the bridge. Then press the button on the right side, so that the roof of the car opens. It all makes Kanaya amazed by the sophistication of the new car he was riding.

Is he a very rich man? The roof of the car can open itself just by pressing one of the buttons lined up next to it. Inner Kanaya.

"No need to, look at it. I know, I'm very handsome indeed," Arkha's voice rippled out Kanaya's daydream.

"Curtain! Very confident, this guy." Kanaya muttered with Arkha's words.

"I'm not deaf. So, you can still hear your soft voice." Sahut Arkha responded to Kanaya's grunts.

"Hey, Mr. kidnapper! What do you want to bring me here? I could have been fired from my job." It seemed, Kanaya had to fight even harder to get another side job.

"Of course you want to kidnap you!" Reply Arkha origin with a flat face.

Kanaya's eyes glared in disbelief at this man's words, who was blatantly trying to kidnap her.