HIS MISTRESS

Eddie strolled home lost in thought,the road was too quiet for her to be here. Suddenly she was grabbed from behind, a cloth was pressed over her mouth,and she felt herself being dragged away....she couldn't fathom what was going on anymore,, her body rolling from angle to angle in the moving object as it came to a halt. She was pulled in by strange men she wasn't familiar with,her eyes still blindfolded.The environment was surrounded by opulent decor and eerie silence. " where am I?? she finally screamed, after she felt she was now alone,the blindfold gone as well.Her eyes scanned the room frantically,but there was no sign of her captors anymore....did they just dump her here and leave?? she contemplated, struggling against the restraints holding her,but they only seemed to tighten. what's going on here ?? and where I'm I?? she demanded, shouting and screaming with her voice panicking in fear. you're in hell" . A deep masculine voice replied sarcastically. ,,who are you? Eddie inquired,but the only response was the sound of footsteps echoing from somewhere in the mansion.. * please let me go, I need to go back home to my sister.she pleaded, kicking her leg on the tiled floor . The room was dark but with some shades of dim light. It looked dangerous being here ,it had dark paintings on the wall . It took her a while to process all these, still screaming on top of her voice, staring at the door for someone to come to her rescue. The door finally creeked open as a pair of blue shoes came to sight followed by a black suitcase flinging forth... Eddie looked from the shoes up to the suitcase , she was tensed about the sudden presence, she's always a sturdy young lady. It was strange, she didn't bother looking up to see the man's faciality. All her eyes were still focused on his shoes , her eyes tracing the scuffed leather and laces ... she slowly looked up ,her curiosity growing she took in his black glittering jacket , white top , and then finally his masked face revealing only his eyes. His eyes met hers , a hint of lust in them. Her expression remained questioning,her mind working to read between the lines; who was this mother f*****g stranger?? why has he brought her here?? she thought rhetorically. The thought was still on , as two other hefty men on black following suit behind. These men weren't on any mask and it seemed as though they were working for him . " you're quite a tough nut to crack, the stranger commended through his mask, moving closer as he squatted right in front of her . " what do you want from me??.