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Gangbang Kidnap - A Case of Mistaken Identity
(Nicola Diaz)

I couldn't wait to get out of work on that particular Wednesday.  I had been called in for a last minute shift and was looking forward to making the extra money, but once I got inside, I was reminded of why I wanted a new job.  The night club was dingy and dark.  Most of the clientele was drunken older men, and I just wasn't in the mood that night for making small talk and for serving drinks.  I had been actively searching for something in retail, but there just wasn't a single job that would provide me with the cash that came from working at Luca's.



	When I finally clocked out at around two a.m. it was dark and quiet on the streets.  I slung my purse over my shoulder and then lowered my head for the walk home in the cold night air.  Winter was just around the corner and I could already detect the change in the air.  Just as I was about the round the corner, my vision went black.  I felt a rough, leather glove over my mouth, and a firm, strong hand around my wrist.  I had no idea what was happening, but I assumed I was being kidnapped.



	My heart started to race and I wanted to scream but that hand was placed so squarely and firmly over my mouth that there was no way I could penetrate its force.  I began kicking and thrashing beneath the weight of the captor, but it seemed like a losing battle.  I tried to see what was happening, but couldn't tell.  I soon felt a thick piece of rope being tied around my body.  Around and around the rope coiled, until my arms and my legs were pinned tightly together, and I had no chance of moving an inch in any direction.