The day I planned to kidnap my coworker was the best day of my life.
Because I followed through. Father'd be so proud!
I followed through with something!
It all went fairly smooth.
She struggled more than I thought.
And she was stronger than I thought.
But I got her to the abandoned shack anyway.
Chained. Shackled. Naked. Speadeagle.
She screamed alot when she saw the baseball bat.
And the drill.
And alot when I fucked her. Alot.
But here in the woods, nobody heard.
I just wish I'd planned what to do with her body after I'd killed her.