Taken away (kililia and Garajd only )

Kililia

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Micheal Giovanni had over two decade to a powerful Italian family mob. But in the last year, he noticed his skilled had detoriatedwhich meant either you retire or die due to delay reflex which an assassin could not afford to do on the job. He even began to date which was complicates with his hiatory not mention explain large sum of cash. Easy to get laid but Michael finally settled down with a young lady that had not much life experience or relative that might snoop into his personal business.

As the month was coming to an end, he decided to finish his career with a simple last job. Vinny was a sleeze ball that been akimming off the top and his mob wanted him gone.

Michael Giovanni quietly made his way in the old office and just as Vinny step in. Michael pulled the truggle and began clean up. He notice a figure in the back and found a young naked woman cowering in the corner. He lock her up in a room while he cleaned up.

Once the job was done, he walked in the room to knock jer out and picked her up and brought her to the car. Once hia boss informed the money was transfered, he drove the unconcious woman back to his new residence which was in the woods. He brought her to his huge log house, two storage. Placing her on the bed as he ezamined her body as he sid not want a drunk ....or junky. He undresses and jump in the shower, he suddently heard movement in the bedroom
 
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Stepping out of the shower, I heard movement in the bedroom . . . the only person in the house was the naked girl I brought back from Vinny's house after the job. Wrapping the towel around me, I opened the bathroom door and saw you shivering on the bed, still naked, but at least you had pulled the cover up over you.

I can see the fear in your eyes. "I know you are scared; I know you saw kill Vinny. He was a prick and deserved it. Get in the shower and get cleaned up. After that I'll find something for you to wear and I'll figure out what the fuck I am going to do with you."

Watching you walk naked to the shower. You're cute, but what am I going to do with you here. I'm trying to get out of this business and now I have this girl with me.
 
Samantha was terrified as ahe awaken naked in a king size bed. God her nightmare of being sold just got worse. She was now in presence of a man wrap in a towel. She quickly rush in the washroom and began to wash her body.

She wondered why he did not kill her. God, she fear he would sell her to men as well or worse torture for answers, she did nothave for him.

Just as Michael was wondering what to do. His only contact was his childhood friend that gave him detail for the jobs. John texted him " congrats on the last job. Cash will arrive in your account tonight.which meant 5.5 million which was chunk change to the profit they made with target gone.

John suddently text him " btw buddy, do you like my little gift ? I had her collected just for you. She has no family and i had her step dad killed after he hand over the girl. Since you need a woman to settle down. She is my gift to you, she is a nice young virgin with no friends and family in the world. She just turn eighteen yesterday, hell i had marriage paper done for both of you. Have a nice honeymoon with you little samantha . Dont say i never gave you anything,lol "

John link a copy of marriage certificate and details about his new young wife.
 
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Texting back to my contact, "I already checked my account. I saw the memo about tonight's transfer. But what the fuck is the deal with this pussy you left for me to find. I can find my own woman when I feel the need for one."

Realizing that you had absolutely nothing to do with the situation you are in now, I have to figure out what to do with you. According to John's text, we are married!! As you walk back in to the room, I throw you an over-sized t-shirt of mine. "Put this on for now and sit down. We have to talk."

"All I know is your name is Samantha . . . you are 18 . . . and according to this text and attachment, we are married. So I guess we are going to have to figure out how to get along. And since we are married, you will be sleeping in this bed with me. Actually it's the only bedroom in the house, so you don't have a fucking choice where to sleep."

"I'm going to the kitchen to fix something to eat. And by the way, don't try to run away. There is more than enough security on this property to tell me where you are every second of the day."
 
Samantha grabbed the t-shirt as she looks confused before nodding. Se slipped it on and slide the towel under her., it easily covered her as she was only 5'1. She pushed back her violet hair a she sat down beside him nervously, fearing what he was about to say.

She looked up with her big brown eyes surprised as he knew her name: " married?!!? what?! that has to be wrong, i dont know you! Hell, i dont even know YOUR name...look your mistaken me for someone else.." *She could not believe her ears* " Then i want a divorce....I'll sleep on the floor or chair.."

She sighs as this was unbelievable to her, how was this even possible, she cursed looking around for an exit, wondering if he was bluffing about the cameras. " I just wanna go home, i won't tell anyone about what i saw, i swear...please just let me go home" *She knew she had no home but was scared enough that she was willing try survive in the street*
 
"First of all, my name is Michael. I have enough money that I will never have to leave the property. All it takes is a phone call to get delivered anything we need. I'll get some clothes for you tomorrow, so I just need your sizes. Write them down on the pad of paper on the dresser."

Looking you over, deciding you may not be such a bad deal after all . . . a virgin, 18, probably a nice tight cunt . . .

"You can sleep anywhere you want, unless I decide differently. You are my wife and you will do what I say. Go ahead and test me if you want to. I can show you the security set-up if you think I am bluffing. I can see every bit of this entire property . . . all 10 acres of it."
 
Samantha ran her hands nervously up and down her thighs, she glance back at him uncomfortable as she learns his name. Sighs as it was very true that all could be delivered now which made it harder to run away without him knowing of her actions. She glance at the dresser and grabs the pad, writing down her mesurement. Which honestly felt awkward to her as she revealed such information to a stranger.

She glared at him: " I never signed any papers that said i was married to you...why not just divorce me!? you dont know me ....for all you know i have AIDS or something contagious..." *trying to scare him off*

She relaxes as he mentioned that she be allowed to sleep anywhere till he made it clear he had a say in all matters as her husband: " i am NOT your wife! we never when to church and all that crap. why the hell would i marry a total strange old weirdo like you?!?! "

Samantha eyes widen :" 10 acres? where the hell are we?!!?" *She gets off the bed and runs to the window as she realize the huge house was complete wilderness. She turned pale realizing she was in the middle of no where with a strange man claiming to be her husband. She looks back at him in disbelief as he owned such land * : "please...Mi...Micheal...i just wanna go home, i swear i wont tell anyone about .... what you did in that warehouse....please...i just wanna go home...i swear, i wont cause you any problems...you have my word"
 
"You saw more than you should have seen in that warehouse. And, now, this is home!!" Grabbing a handful of hair, I pull your face close to mine, "Who knows, you might like being married to me. I can show you all kinds of ways to make me happy; and you might even enjoy a nice fuck yourself."

Laughing as you threaten me with everything that you might have, "Samantha, I know all about you. The person who arranged this gave me your history. Your stepfather is dead; you are a virgin, never had a little dick in that tight pussy of yours, probably never let a boy even touch your titties . . . so you've got a lot to learn about being a wife." Releasing my grip on you as you begin to settle down.

"Now I'm going to fix some dinner . . . how do you like your steak?"
 
Samantha lets out a scream as he gasps her by her hair, paling as she was nose to nose with the man. Feeling sick as he spoke: " please dont hurt me...please" She looked up her husband helplessly as he held his grip on her hair.

Samantha small body trembles as he looked in her eyes, she was terrified of being with a man, especially this man that calls himself her husband: " how...please...stop..." *Just as he release his grip, he realize she was wearing a wig. She replies: " medium rare..." *wiping her tears as her heart was pounding in her chest as she back away from him not wanting to be to close to him.
 
As I pull my hand away, I still have a wig in my hand and your natural hair tumbles down. "Jesus, is any part of you real?" I reach out and grab a tit thru the t-shirt and decide that, at least, those are real.

Turning and walking toward the kitchen. "Just get it together and quit all this crying nonsense. I know you life before was no picnic. At least now you have a place to live, a bed to sleep in, and someone who can put food on the table three times a day. Who knows, you just might learn to like it here . . . you're not going anywhere, so you might as well get used to it."
 
Samantha gasps as he grabs her tits through the t-shirt making her turn beet red,she glares at him calling him a pervert. she pulled the t-shirt lower feeling self conscious which was understandable.

She watch him leave the bedroom as she was confused on how to act or feel now that she had np where to go. It was sadly true, she used to live in an old abandon building with all the complications that came with it. She looked around , she never seen such a beautiful house like this unless it was in movies. Her stomach growled at the mention of food, it been years since she eaten a decent meal.She removed her contact lens to reveal her deep dark blue eyes.

She examine the huge bedroom with the king size bed and the filled drawers and the suits in the closets.It did not take long for her to smell the steak that he was cooking, she slowly walks to the kitchen. Her growling stomach, announcing her arrival, she was honestly starving and loved the idea of three meals a day and and feeling safe in a house. She started wonder if perhaps she should give this a chance, eve if he was a stranger.
 
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"I think we will eat out on the back deck. Go on out, I'll bring the rest of the food out in a few minutes. Salad and baked potato ok with you? What would you like to drink? Beer, coke, water . . . help yourself in the fridge."

As I head back out to the grill to check on the steaks, I turn as you bend over the open fridge to get a drink, the t-shirt riding up and exposing the lower half of your ass . . . giving my cock a bit of a charge. Can't quite tell if you shave your pussy or not . . . I'll figure that out later!!

"Grab a beer for me while you're in the fridge. The steaks are ready." As I walk back in to get the salad and potatoes, I get a good look at your chest pushing out against the t-shirt . . . looks like those nipples are kind of hard . . . guess that little squeeze in the bedroom had an effect!
 
Samantha glance up at him and nodded: " It sounds great...thank you, Michael" *She grabs a coke for herself in the fridge, unaware you were watching her ass. She grabs him a beer which was on the lower shelf. She smiled nervously: " i got the drinks..." * She walked to the deck as he asked and place the drink down. She sat down as her stomach roared loudly for both of them to hear.

It was quite obvious to Michael she was on the skinny side and it was not a surprise since her step dad used the cash to either gamble, drink or get high as she had nothing to sustain on. But after a few month of her husband cooking would be perfect to get her to a healthy weight and strong enough bare him children as he dreamed, He knew by he records she was healthy enough to bear him many children to fill his home.

She sat down as she tried relax and give their relation a decent try knowing there was not many option as she sense, he would never allow her to leave his side.
 
I know you are still trying to figure out just how you got here and what is going to happen between the two of us, so I don't push a lot of conversation during dinner. Once we finish eating, "Clean off the table while I shut down the grill out here. Put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. I'll show you how to operate it tomorrow."

After everything is cleared away, I show you around the house, including the control panel for the security system I told you about earlier. There are numerous screens showing real-time what is going on in the house and all over the property . . . guess that answers your questions about whether or not I can keep track of you!!

On the screen, you can see the barn out back of the house, the garage next to the house, and nearly every room in the house. I take you on a quick tour of the house, probably more than you every imagined you would ever live in.

Upstairs, I show you a room across the hall from my bedroom. "You can sleep here tonight if you want to, but by tomorrow night, I will expect you to be sleeping with me. Understand?"

Handing you a couple of catalogs, "Go thru these and pick out some clothes. I will have them delivered in a couple of days. I'm going back down to the den and watch football on TV. You can join me, or watch TV in this room . . . your choice. I know this is tough, but . . . you are my wife now and you need to get used to that!!"
 
Samantha eye widen as he aerves the steak, ahe ate so well. She felt like a bear needing go in hybernation as she was full.
Without a word she complied and ahut it down.

It was so odd that he waa sharing the house duties with her. She followed him through the house and. Realised he was a man of his word.everything he said was true, esp the cameras.

She looked at the animals in the barm " you have horses ??" she looked in awe at the barn, it was obvious, he found something she loved.

She turn beet red at the idea of sleeping in the same bed as him. She whispered " i was hoping we dont share bed for a year since we dont know eachother...

She took the magazine and made a big list of what she deaire to wear but doubted he buy everything. She was used to her atep dad buy her nothing of what she needed and expected same of her husband. " ill stay in my bedroom.."

She walked in her bedroom and burts in teara from all that had happen in a short time. She easily fell asleep on the huge bedroom.

She was so comfortable ahe was still asleep when her husband woke up.it was obvious to him, she never alept ao well in years.
 
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Ignoring you comment about not sleeping together for a year . . . bullshit!!! I head down to my den and flip thru channels, not able to concentrate on anything for very long, other than the fact that my 'buddy' arranged for me to have a wife.

Gotta admit she is cute, but she's only 18. Going to have to break her in myself. I really prefer a female closer to my age who knows what to do in the bedroom . . . maybe it will be fun showing what I like and making sure she learns how to please me. Even being a "bad guy" that killed people for a living, I always wanted kids . . . now may be the time!

Finally giving up and going to bed, I peek in and see you sound asleep in the bed, all wrapped up in the covers. I still can't get out of the habit of waking up early, taking a shower, and starting the coffee pot. Early morning is always a beautiful way to start the day on my deck. Before coming down to the kitchen, I pick up your shopping list from the dresser.

Grabbing my coffee and laptop, I head to the deck. Opening up my Amazon account, I start ordering what you have on your list . . . jeans, tops, bras, panties, shoes and boots, etc. Deciding there are a few more items you will need here . . . thongs, lingerie, a couple of sex toys that I will introduce you to. Hitting send, with a request for overnight shipping, I sit back and wait for you to come down.
 
Samantha slowly woke up in the bed, atretching as it was amazing waking in such an amazing bed. She rolled in the covers for a bit before heading to the washroom where ahe quickly took a shower. She slipped back in the t shirt and slip out of the room.

She rushed out of the bedroom before finding him
 
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I hear the shower going, so you must be up and still trying to figure out what is going on. I really don't give a fuck what you think is going on. I'm done with my work; the money is in my account; I have a paper that certifies we are married; and I intend for you to be in my bed tonight.

So you can fucking pout all day in the bedroom if you want. You know where the kitchen is and can get anything to eat. So the next move is up to you.

Getting up from my chair on the deck, I walk in to get a refill on my coffee . . .
 
Samantha walks on the deck nervously,she nodded to him " morning michael...how are you ?"
She honestly did. Not know what to say or do around him. She sat down and glance up unsure of herself. She could not ask about his job as it be beyond awkward. She tried. Think what to say when she blurred out do you have a family ? "

She wasnt stupid, she knew no husband would wait a year to touch his wife. But she wanted to know him and did not know much about marriage unless you count her step dad , who almost killed her mom before she died
 
"I have no family, at least none that will have anything to do with me. Right now you are the only family I have." I finish getting my coffee and return to sit on the deck.

"I have ordered the clothes that you wrote down on your list last night. They will be here tomorrow. Until then, you will have to wear whatever I can find for you. Would you like some coffee?"

I watch as you sit and try to keep yourself covered with my t-shirt you are wearing. "Is it true what I have been told, that you are a virgin, that you have never been with a man?"
 
Samantha blink as she was shockes he ordered everything, god she made a huge list as a joke. She was embarreased as he was willing get whatever she desire. She blushedvas she nodded " thank you, michael..i appreciated it..."

It was odd as he already view her as his family. She technically had none since her step dad was an asshole. She smiled" i like some hot water if its ok ...? She was used to drink it to keep herself warm.

She nodded " yes....i was not allowed to date
 
"Help yourself to anything that you can find. After all, you are my wife and what I have is for you also."

Finishing my coffee, I stand and lool toward the barn. "I need to check on the animals and make sure they have enough feed and water. After you get settled in, you will be able to help me or even take care of them yourself. But, today, I don't think you are appropriately dressed for work in the barn."

As I start toward the stairs off the deck, I lean over from behind you, reach a hand around and caress your tits again thru your t-shirt, and kiss you on the neck. "Samantha, you are going to find that I like a lot of physical contact, so get used to it." Whether you want to respond or not, your nipples got very hard when I touched them. Going to be a fun day!!!
 
Samantha took herself a cup of hot water as she smiled as she drank it. She followed after hiim infront of the barn as her feet touched the mud.." ii see...ummm. " she blushe and practically whispered " will you let me ride the horses ?"

She gasps loudly as you grope her, turning beet red.
 
"You like horses . . . and riding? I'm sure we can work that out. Once you learn what we need to do to take care of the animals out here, I will saddle up a couple of the horses and we can go for a ride. But that won't be for a few days yet."

Sliding my hand down your back and squeezing your ass thru the thin t-shirt material, "Now go back to the house and wait for me there; you're not dressed to be in the barn. Tomorrow when your jeans and boots arrive, you can come out here."

Not at all worried about you trying to run off while I am in the barn; the t-shirt you are wearing has a micro tracker in the tag, and my phone is tied into the security system, so I know where you are at all times.

After groping your tits and ass, not sure I can wait until tonight to make you my "wife".
 
She blushes: " i do love horses, i always dreamed riding one..really?!!? *She could not believe her hears, that he would bother teaching her.

Samantha tense up as he groped her , blushing as she nodded. She didnt know what to say and quickly complied and went back into the house. A part was so excited but another was terrified knowing she be expected bed him. She knew nothing of men or how to pleased them and that made her want to fun away.

she walked around the house before getting something to drink and try to think of what to do or expect of him. She paced around nervously as she didn't know what to do now that she was home.
 
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