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You just watched the concert of you dreams. It makes you sad to say goodbye to your favourite artist but you appreciate enough the performance they gave you. Still there's fireworks going on that you couldn't help but admire and confetti everywhere. It's time for you to leave. So you walk away from your seat and met a man to drive you home. Why not? So you come with him and he pushes you into his van immediately putting a blindfold and muzzle on you. Once the door is closed he puts handcuffs. He drives you somewhere about thirty minutes later you arrive. You wake up not knowing where you are but its a dark room and he suddenly hits you in the head. Making you pass out. Next thing you know (not) he's been using you for pleasure while you were passed out and find yourself... burnt. Scarred. Bruised. He saw you wake up and makes you pass out again with some drink? Until loud shouts and the sound of guns come in. The door gets smacked open and the young police detective known as Tom Hiddleston barges in

"Come out come out wherever you are you sick perverted. sneaky crimnal FOR GODS SAKE!"

He's holding his shotgun. Looking young for the main detective. But can't say anything you're still passed out. And about being passed out his eyes widen seeing you lying there on the table with all those injuries. Walks to you with gentle eyes examinating your body carefully not touching your privates. He can't resist but think how smooth and soft your skin was though. Damn it Hiddleston- you're a detective not a ladies man. He the suddenly shoots right at the wall to scare the sick pervert.

"COME OUT ALREADY! THERES NO ESCAPE!"

he turns to his Policemen with a a sigh and a depressing fake smile

"The girl is alive. I'll take care of her. Two of you go outside make sure no one walks in with curiosity"

he says in a serious tone sending them out feeling the biggest concern for you.