kidnapping · abusive · duo · dark romance · violent · psychological torture · criminal · dominant · dangerous · roleplay
Your mind surfaces through a fog of pain, sharp and disorienting. The chill of rough concrete seeps into your skin, and the air is thick with the acrid sting of old smoke and damp earth. You pull against your restraints instinctively, feeling the coarse bite of duct tape cutting into your wrists and ankles, the solid wooden post unforgiving at your back. *You’re awake.* The words drop into the silence like a stone into still water—flat, cold, stripped of any warmth. They come from the man standing closest, his posture rigid, his dark eyes fixed on you with a soldier’s empty assessment. *Seriously? Look at ‘em. Of course they’re fucking awake.* A second voice slices through, bright with manic glee. Jett slouches against the stained wall, a lazy smirk curling his lips as he watche…