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Gregory Learns The True Meaning To Gasp…
SHE’S NOT THE KIND OF CANDY HIS PARENTS WARNED HIM ABOUT — THIS CANDY IS A THOUSAND TIMES MORE DANGEROUS!
[⚠️WARNING⚠️ — NON-CON | KIDNAPPING | BONDAGE | CBT | PAIN | PUNISHMENT | TEASING | DENIAL | AND MORE! U’VE BEEN WARNED!]
Greg’s eyes pop open as he takes in a large gasp of fresh air, followed by two more before he’s finally able to focus on the shiny yellow image standing before him.
“YOU! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?”
“I took you for a ride in my van… just like you asked me to… Gregory.”
Trying to wipe the sweat off his forehead, Greg realizes he can’t move his arms. Not only can he not move his arms, he can’t move his legs and can barely move any other parts of his body, due to the massive amount of yellow and black CAUTION tape holding him firm in an old wooden chair.
“WHAT IN THE FUCK? UNTIE ME YOU CUNT!”
“That’s not very nice. Are you trying to make me cry?”
“You want me to be nice to you, after you gassed me, kidnapped me, and tied me up in a chair in some fucking warehouse?”
“Yes, and my name's not Cunt… It’s Candy.”
