1 . #6
With a heave, she landed on her bare feet on the cold, concrete floor.
“Hrrrhmm…” She wobbled for balance, and hopped forward, eyes scanning for something, anything…
There were bay doors at the far side of the warehouse, and they were open, warm sunlight pouring in with the promise of safety, but Felicia knew that she couldn’t hop all the way there before the kidnappers returned, she had to get free.
“Ummff…” She looked around, seeing if maybe there was a rock or piece of debris she could use to get to freedom.
“Just where do you think you’re going?” She heard the garbled voice of a kidnapper behind her.
“Nmnnnhhh! Nnnnn gghmmm!” Felicia cried, turning to see the two masked abductors strolling calmly towards her.
“Come on, let’s get you squared away.” One of the kidnappers hooked her under her arms.
“Mmmnnoo! Sthhhp!” Felicia cried as the other lifted her by the ankles and they carried her off through the warehouse.
“Urrggh ghmmm! Mmmm!” She grunted and twisted as the open bay doors, and sunlight, grew further in the distance as her abductors carried her deeper into the bowels of the warehouse.
“Nnnnmmoo! Lhhmmm mmmfff gghhh! Urrghhh!”
“Stop struggling, it will be easier for you.” One of the kidnappers barked.
“Look at this, you just baring it all for us right there.” The other kidnapper snickered at Felicia’s thong hanging around her thighs.
“Grrmm!” She glared at them.
They kicked open a door and carried the helpless Felicia into a room that was at one point an office before time and the ocean air completely ravaged it.
Now it looked like the walls and ceiling could cave in on them at any moment.
The ground was littered with pieces of the building itself that crunched under the kidnapper’s feet as they brought Felicia in.
“There, now you just have a little lie down here until we come and get you.” One of the kidnappers said, as they carried the bikini clad captive over to a very old, stained looking mattress in the corner.
Felicia took one look at the mattress and increased her struggles. There was no way she was putting her bare ass on that.
“Nnnmmm! Mmmm gghmm! Pssssff!” She cried, twisting and struggling.
“Oh we’re sorry that our accommodations aren’t more luxurious.” One of the kidnapper snickered.
“Hrrrmmmph!” Felicia huffed. At least when she was The Queen’s prisoner her beds were clean and comfortable.
They set the still squirming Felicia down on the filthy mattress and headed towards the door.
“Nnnmmooh! Hhrrrrmmm mmmph!” Felicia twisted and kicked.
As she did, her bound feet caught one of the kidnappers by the foot, causing them to stumble forward. The kidnapper’s baggy pants sagged a little as they tripped, revealing something Felicia did not expect.
The baggy pants fell slightly, revealing the top of a very plump backside cleaved by a thong. Before Felicia could process what she just saw, the kidnapper caught their footing, pulled their pants up, and hurried out of the room, closing the door behind them.
“Hmmm?” Felicia cocked her head in surprise and twisted on the mattress towards the door.
“Hlllpp! Hhhllllpp mmmhh! Hhmmlllp!” She cried, but she knew her muffled cries were futile. Even if there were people nearby, they wouldn’t be able to hear her inside the massive, old structure.
“Ufff…” She sat up, suppressing a shudder at feeling the long discolored mattress on her bare skin.
Think Felicia, think…
Felicia replayed everything that happened in her head, hoping that there was clue or something she had missed, something she could use…
There was a big one though, the glimpse she got of the kidnapper’s ass…
What kind of a kidnapper wears a thong? She wondered.
That told her one thing, the kidnappers were women, or at least one of them was. Since it was on the beach, maybe they had been following Marianne, wearing swimsuits to blend in, and then threw on the baggy clothes to hide their body types?
Something else was bothering Felicia though, and she kept replaying the kidnapping over and over in her head.
Marianne had stepped into the abandoned parking structure, got abducted, and then they grabbed Felicia, but why grab Felicia too, why not just grab Marianne and drive away, since she was the target? Or did they grab Felicia because she might be a witness?
That thought sent a shiver through Felicia. If they only grabbed her because she was a witness, then her chances of making it out of this mess had gone down significantly.
But still, something didn’t sit right about this. If the kidnappers had been lying in wait in the abandoned parking structure then they must have known that Marianne was going to go in there.
“Hmmmp!” Felicia perked up, her skin breaking out in goosebumps.
Suddenly it all made sense.
Her initial excitement at figuring it out gave way to anger, which then gave way to determination.
She had to get out of this.
No one makes a fool of me! She grumbled and looked around the room. With all the debris and building crumbling around her, there must be something she could use to cut herself free.
And once she was free, somebody was going to pay.