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No one knew where she went. One day she was laughing and joking with her friends and the next no one had seen her. The community was quickly called in to help in the Missing Francie case. The poor girl’s mother was in tears every time she retold the story of the last time she’d hugged her girl. Your arousal spiked every time you saw her wet face appear. She looked so much like her Daughter. You had thought guilt would pick at you but it never came.
Days, weeks, months. Not a single trace of the girl could be located. You watched the news nightly, waiting to see if any new developments would come to light. Everyone was Missing Francie, except for you.
Missing Francie
Local police and news crews seemed useless to a mastermind like you. Leaving the TV room, you opened the door disguised as a china cabinet. Behind it, a solid steel vault which only you knew the code to. Opening it and descending the stairs to where you kept your sweet prize underground.
Francie was sleeping as you approached. Such pretty blonde hair all matted with her tears and the drool she’d shed while being forced to choke on your cock. Softly, you began to pet her. Wondering if she feared still that each day could be her last.
Your cock grew hard at the thought of her fear. How sweetly she cried for you when you remind her that no one is looking for her. That no one is Missing Francie.
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