Kidnapped in Moscow: A Russian Crime Lords Captive Beauty

Doing business in certain countries like Russia requires forming partnerships with crime lords and corrupt government officials.
The Russian mob crusies the deserted streets looking for beautiful young women to kidnap and auction off to the highest bidder.
Irina Antoenko is 23, an actress, model, and former beauty queen. She is, as far as she can tell, the only person outside on the street. The only vehicle on the street, a white van marked 'Pet and Animal Catchers', strange never seen that running through the neighborhood. The van pulls up doors open to men jump out grabbing Irina and throwing her into the van and speeds off. Looking out of the dark tinted windows, Irina has no idea where she is. They are no longer on a street or highway, instead on a dark, private road running parallel to large, deep looking, pond in front of a large stone mansion. " I said I'd take you home." He tells her after seeing the look of bewilderment on her face, gathering his coat as the van slowly comes to a stop in front of the mansion. " I just didn't tell you whose home you'd be going to."

" What the fuck is going on?!?!?" Irina Antoenko ( 23 ) screams out to me, drowning out the sounds of the side doors of the van being closed. Remaining quiet, I take another gulp of my alcohol as I watch Irina with amusement. Her panic filled eyes flip back and forth between the long windows as the dark shadow of a person slowly making their way down the side of the window. As the doors by Irina slowly opens. My blood begins to flow as I watch the young woman's chest jutting out, breasts heaving as she tries with feeble attempts to prevent the inevitable. With grunts, the men on either side of the door prevail, yanking the doors open at roughly the same time. The larger of the two, reaches into the van and easily pulls away Irina into his grasp. Futilely she screams, and tries to cause him pain with her knees and elbows, to no effect. His face is expressionless, as if he were a statue as he waits off to the side of the van for his Boss to exit.

Slowly I emerge from the back of the van, brushing off my lap. Smiling upon seeing my new million dollar toy struggling in my bodyguard's arms, I slowly walk up the long, flat stone stairs to the large wooden doors. The doors open slowly by another large man. As I pass by, the man slowly bows slightly in respect, while I pay no attention to him. Setting Irina down in front of me, I pull her in tightly to me with my large hands tightly gripping her arms. If it weren't for the fear in her mind, Irina would have been amazed by the mansion she is standing in. The large, cavernous foyer gave off the impression of magnificence, with its light colored marble floors and large limestone columns with intricate carvings at the base of each column. Its two large curving staircases flanking each side of the door with gold railings only added to the elegant impression of the room.

I stand away from the small group at the front door as I casually flip through the envelopes sitting neatly on a table off to the side, a large potted plant perched beside the them. Immediately I walk down the large foyer, making a right down one of the numerous halls. It isn't long before I turn my attention towards my new toy. Looking upon her, I couldn't help but be amused. Something about the fear in her gives me satisfaction. It would make it easier to bend her to my will. " Take our new guest to my room. Then come join me outback." I tell Nikolai in my dark voice. Nodding his understanding, the large Russian named Nikolai grasps Irina tighter in his hands before lifting her up over his shoulders. Kicking and screaming, Irina is taken against her will up the closest staircase to the second floor. Her futile screams reach no one as she's carried down the long hallway to the large doors at

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