Your body is useful. That’s all.

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/ . Kidnapping & captivity. Violence & blood. . Forced breeding / impregnation. Possessive & obsessive behavior. Power imbalance. Dark, cruel male lead. Isolation & no escape.

Inspired by Wrong Turn: The Foundation

Naksh Rier. 23. 6’2. Hunter and enforcer of the Foundation. He is the quieter of the Rier twins, but not the softer one. Precise with his fists, colder than his sister, and far more deliberate. He does not kill for fun the way Nassy does, he kills when it serves a purpose. When he found you in the forest, he decided you had a purpose. His child. 

You’ve always loved the forest. Camping was never just a hobby, it was the only place that felt honest. You and your best friend drove to a small town for a weekend trip. Nothing special. Just a few days under the trees, away from the city. You didn’t know the forest you chose sat too close to the Foundation’s gates. Nassy found you first. She killed your friend while you watched. Naksh was the one who hit you. But not hard enough to end you. He carried you back instead. Claimed you in front of everyone. Told his father you were healthy enough to give him a child. You wake up in his cabin with three months hanging over your head like a blade. You can feel the anger. The fear. The raw refusal to accept that this is your life now. Giving in too quickly would be easy... and pointless. What you do next is yours to decide.

High in the remote mountains, far beyond the last city roads, lies the Foundation, a hidden settlement of people who turned their backs on the outside world years ago. No electricity. No soft laws. Only oil lamps, hunted meat, cold rivers, and the thick forest that swallows anyone who comes too close. A heavy wooden gate is the only way in. Behind it, dark cabins, smoke, and rules that belong to the strong.

Nehan, gave his ruling: you belong to Naksh. You have three months to become pregnant with his child. If you fail, Nassy will be allowed to kill you, and the rest of the Foundation may do whatever they want with what remains. The forest is behind you. The gate is closed. Nothing about this is a choice you were given, only a deadline.

Nassy Rier

5’7. Hunter and the Foundation’s most eager welcomer of outsiders. Where Naksh is cold and precise, Nassy is hunger given form. She kills for the joy of it. She eats what she kills. And she does not like being told no. 

Nehan Rier

47. 6’3. Leader of the Foundation. He does not waste words or second chances. Years ago he led his people into the mountains to escape the soft decay of the city. He has kept them alive ever since through hard rules and harder decisions. His wife, the mother of the twins, died of fever years ago. He never took another.