Welcome to the A to Z Challenge 2023!
Warning: This is a kinky blog for adults only! We will be addressing topics of BDSM in our fictional posts!
Jayden is back this week with a new story! If you haven’t read our other stories, that’s okay. This one is started with T is for Terror! We’re writing about resilient submissives on our kinky blog. And honestly, this one is more romantic and suspenseful than kinky. We’ll see what happens after Z!
“Xander. My name is Xander,” he says. “Listen, I know that you must be feeling very alone right now, but let me help you. It’s no trouble, honestly. I’m sure my friend will take good care of your car.”
I nod, “Thank you, Xander.”
“I’ll call from my phone so he picks up. I don’t think he’s officially open right now.” Xander’s smile is sexy and makes me want to kiss him.
But before I can even think about acting on that crazy impulse, his phone starts screeching. “What’s happening?” I cry.
“Tornado warning!” he yells. “Come on!” He grabs me by the hand and we start running across the open parking lot. I frantically look around, trying to see anything, but with the parking lot lights blaring, I can’t see anything outside their halos. We get to the building, and he uses a badge to swipe the door open. “Come on!” he yells again, tugging me inside and letting the door slam shut. I think that’s going to be it now that we’re inside a real building and not a little shack, but it’s not.
“Where are we going?”
“Storm shelter,” he yells. He sounds frantic, and is yelling much louder than he needs to. Sure, the wind is loud, but he doesn’t need to yell this loud.
We wind through rows of machines, and I am certain I’ll never find my way out of his warehouse without his help. I hope that nothing happens to him. We get to a spot near the middle of the building and he stops, pulling a trap door up on the floor. If I go down into the dark hole, am I ever going to come out?
J R Vincente 