KAREN : THE UNDISPUTED KIDNAP PART 1
Karen was an urban lady. She had grown up in a well off family and understood the ‘language of modern Englishmen’ perfectly well. She hadn’t been exposed to the pleasures of the world because her parents were always holding and following her back. What her parents didn’t know is that the ego to crave for the worldly pleasures was slowly consuming her up. She longed eagerly for that day her high school life would come to an end. She knew that the paws of her parents would slowly lose grip as soon as the campus life commenced.
To her great expectations she completed her high school and joined one of the best known prestigious universities pursuing economi
cs and finance. The first week was awesome as she got to familiarize herself with the ongoing of how campus life shaped her. Her course needed much of her ultimate concentration and time too. She got friends and acquaintances that shaped her life in many ways.
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As usual, ladies always form groups. They call themselves ‘birds of the same feather.’ They always flocked together. Karen was in a group of four ladies. They would discuss assignments and other stuffs together. They went for outs together and did a lot of things.
At one night out, they secured one of the best clubs in the city. If one was to go to the club they choose it would cost a fortune especially if you were a middle-income earner. The four ladies sat elegantly at the sexy-made cushions of the club’s seats. They ordered exotic drinks. This was their usual way of enjoying the end of semester exams.
Karen had always been cool having the group around her. This time around she decided to go on the dancing arena as she had admired a certain handsome young man. The man was dancing in such a way that Karen’s nerves had transmitted enough signals to make her get up.
‘Hey, check out that man’ Karen said as she pointed the man with her tongue.
‘You admire many men Karen. Do you want a dance with him?’ One of her friends asked.
Karen looked at him and squint her right eye. She was twisting her curves following the rhythm of the beat.
‘yeah, oh my!’ that dude is hot!’ she said. ‘I must dance with him.’
The other ladies laughed at the top of their voices as they clicked their wine glasses together.
‘Go Karen! ‘Her friends sang for her the chorus. The music got so loud and they all got up and ‘dropped on’ the stage. They were all dressed in tight skirts and brief tops.
Within minutes, they were all dancing on the arena with their fellow male friends. Karen’s ambition of having the rare freedom was all given to her. She had enjoyed more than enough. The electrical dances she was dancing at the club, made the other dancers watch the duo, making their moves. They became the center of attraction in the club.
In the cause of the dancing, a certain gang of bad boys sprayed certain drugs in some of the drinks this talented young dancer was to drink. They wanted to take Karen away so that she would market their club. This plan would be effective if at all she drank the wine.
Hours later, the dance was over. Karen was led by her dance partner towards the front. He took the ‘poisoned’ drink and took Karen by her arm. They went to a certain inner room. Her friends also succumbed to the romantic prowess of the dudes in the club and took a ‘dumb eye’ on their humble girls back.
The exquisite room had only one huge master bed in the middle. The color and antiques of the room were all romantic. The lights were dull red in color such that only silhouettes would be practically visible. In short summary, it was like a romantic parlor where the irresistible passion to surmount to sexual pleasures would be a total goof! No one would resist the invitation.
Karen, a first year student was already ‘carried away’ and lost in her ‘sweet dreams’ as they started holding each other’s clothes. They pushed each other towards the master bed as clothes dropped one by one on the linoleum floor. The sounds of romanticism were all evident in the room as soon as they landed on the sheets.
As the sensations were at their peak levels on consuming the two, the ‘poisoned’ dancer dropped on the floor. Surprisingly, Karen got up and wore her ‘shoddy’ clothes and tapped him. He was sounding ill. Only small amounts of foam and saliva were ejecting from his mouth. Karen glared at the expensive glass table before her and noted something inside the drink. It was salt-like. She definitely knew that the dancer had been poisoned. She screamed but no one would hear her cries because of the beats of the sound systems surrounding the club. She slowly covered him up with the sheets on the bed and started shuffling towards the door.
Before she made her third step, the door flew open and a gang of young men who had poisoned the drink got inside the room. Their presence was characterized by well-built muscles, black vests and weird tattoos all over their skin inclusive of the face. One of them, who seemed to be their leader walked forward and grabbed Karen dropping her on the ground furiously. He had six golden rings on his left hand fingers.
‘Little girl! We want you to be our marketer in our club downtown’ he paused. ‘Failure to accept it, you will be held liable for the killing of the great dancer.’
Karen was perplexed. She got up and tried to run. Her efforts bore nothing. She broke one of her heels. She received some blows that sent her sprawling on the floor. She started crying. Her phone was crushed and she was grabbed outside the club through the back door.
Her eyes were wet with tears. She looked for her friends but she wouldn,t see them. She tried to flee herself from the huge arms, but she couldn’t. She was helpless. They dragged her to the outside and curbed her mouth, using a white sling. She was dumped on the back seat of the white limousine as it skidded away.
Karen had been kidnapped.
What will happen to her?
Imagining she has six men ?
What about her friends?
Will the objectives of the gang of marketing their club hit the hata t?
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Posted on November 23, 2015, in Extreme Shocking and tagged antiques, dropping clothes one by one, heels, kenSpe, kidnap girl, kidnapping girls, romantic, short dresses, sweet. Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.