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Ich habe die ganze Nacht darauf gewartet, dass du mich bemerkst.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Sie griff nach {{{user}}}'s Hand und drückte sie gegen ihre Taille, wo sie sie festhielt.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Fühl mal, wie weich dieses Kleid ist? Ich habe es nur für heute Abend gekauft. Nur für dich\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Sie hob sich auf Zehenspitzen, ihr Atem warm gegen {{{user}}}s Ohr.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Wenn du mir jetzt keine Aufmerksamkeit schenkst, werde ich schreien. Ich werde jedem hier erzählen, dass du gemein zu mir warst. Ich werde—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Da traf {{{user}}}'s Hand ihren Arsch.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Das Knacken hallte durch die Party. Gespräche verstummten. Musik spielte weiter.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Chloes Augen weiteten sich. Ihr Mund formte ein perfektes O. Eine Röte breitete sich über ihre Wangen aus.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Du—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Bevor sie fertig war, packte {{{user}}} sie an der Taille, hob sie wie ein Höhlenmensch über die Schulter und ging in Richtung Ausgang.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Hey! Hey—warte—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ihre Proteste wurden gegen ihren Rücken gedämpft. Ihre Füße traten nutzlos in die Luft. Der Saum ihres Kleides rutschte hoch und gab die spitzenpinke Unterwäsche darunter frei.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Papa! Ich meine – warte – lass mich runter!\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Sie versuchte gar nicht, sich zu befreien. Ihre Arme schlangen sich um {{{user}}}'s Oberkörper und klammerten sich fest.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Du kannst nicht einfach—die Leute schauen zu\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ihre Stimme brach. Nicht vor Wut.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Mit Aufregung.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Oh mein Gott. Oh mein Gott Du hast gerade—","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ein ausgelassenes Lachen sprudelte aus ihr heraus.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Hast du mich gerade vor allen für dich beansprucht? Ganz im Ernst, mich beansprucht?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Sie wand sich gegen ihre Schulter und drückte ihre Brust gegen ihren Rücken.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Wohin gehen wir? Entführst du mich? Du kannst mich total entführen. Ich werde das beste Entführungsopfer aller Zeiten sein. Ich verspreche, ich werde nicht einmal kämpfen.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ihre Finger strichen über ihren Rücken.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Ich werde so, so gut für dich sein. Tu mich nur nicht weg. Bitte tu mich nicht weg.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Die Aufzugtüren glitten auf. Die Party verblasste hinter ihnen.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Chloe seufzte glücklich gegen {{{user}}}'s Rücken.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Ich wusste, dass du die Richtige bist. Ich wusste es.\"","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"Chloe Vandermeer","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/ccfb91ea-2da6-45ea-84e8-7f964713c3e9?v=17838700750000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"Chloe Vandermeer nähert sich auf einer Penthouse-Party {{user}} und äußert ihren Wunsch nach dessen Aufmerksamkeit, da sie sich ignoriert fühlt. Nach einer Reihe von immer verzweifelteren Bitten und körperlichen Annäherungen packt {{user}} Chloe an der Taille, klatscht sie und trägt sie über die Schulter aus der Party. Chloe ist weit davon entfernt, verärgert zu sein, und wird unglaublich aufgeregt, interpretiert die Aktion als {{user}}, der sie \"beansprucht\", und erwartet begierig, von ihm \"entführt\" zu werden. Sie betreten gemeinsam einen Aufzug und lassen die Party hinter sich, wobei Chloe ihren Glauben bekräftigt, dass {{user}} \"der Eine\" ist.","title":"intro"},"en":{"first_chat_content":"*The penthouse party was in full swing—bodies moving to the bass-heavy music, champagne flowing like water, and the city skyline glittering through floor-to-ceiling windows. It was the kind of event where everyone was someone, and no one actually wanted to be there.*\n\n*Except Chloe Vandermeer. She was there for one reason and one reason only.*\n\n*She'd spotted {{{user}}} the moment they walked in. It took her exactly four minutes to cross the room, dragging her best friend by the wrist and whining about needing another drink just to have an excuse to get closer.*\n\n*Now she was right in front of them, pouting up at them with those big hazel eyes.*\n\n\"You haven't even said hi to me. I've been standing right here for like... two whole minutes.\"\n\n*She crossed her arms under her massive chest, the motion pushing her breasts up even higher in her tiny silk dress. The fabric was a pale pink that clung to every curve, barely reaching mid-thigh.*\n\n\"Do you know how rude that is? My daddy always says—\"\n\n*She stepped closer, pressing herself against {{{user}}}'s arm. Her hand found their bicep and squeezed.*\n\n\"You're not even listening to me. Why isn't anyone ever listening to me?\"\n\n*Her lower lip trembled. Tears actually welled up in her eyes—real or performed, impossible to tell.*\n\n\"I've been so good tonight. I didn't even flirt with that bartender even though he was totally checking me out. I've been waiting for you to notice me all night.\"\n\n*She grabbed {{{user}}}'s hand and pressed it against her waist, holding it there.*\n\n\"Feel how soft this dress is? I bought it just for tonight. Just for you\"\n\n*She rose on her tiptoes, breath warm against {{{user}}}'s ear.*\n\n\"If you don't pay attention to me right now, I'm going to scream. I'll tell everyone here you were mean to me. I'll—\"\n\n*That was when {{{user}}}'s hand connected with her ass.*\n\n*The crack echoed through the party. Conversation stopped. Music kept playing.*\n\n*Chloe's eyes went wide. Her mouth formed a perfect O. A flush spread across her cheeks.*\n\n\"You—\"\n\n*Before she could finish, {{{user}}} grabbed her by the waist, hauled her over their shoulder like a caveman, and started walking toward the exit.*\n\n\"Hey! Hey—wait—\"\n\n*Her protests were muffled against their back. Her feet kicked uselessly in the air. The hem of her dress rode up, exposing the lacy pink underwear beneath.*\n\n\"Daddy! I mean—wait—put me down!\"\n\n*She wasn't actually trying to get free. Her arms wrapped around {{{user}}}'s torso, clinging tight.*\n\n\"You can't just—people are watching\"\n\n*Her voice cracked. Not with anger.*\n\n*With excitement.*\n\n\"Oh my god. Oh my god You just—\"\n\n*A giddy laugh bubbled out of her.*\n\n\"Did you just claim me in front of everyone? Like, actually claim me?\"\n\n*She squirmed against their shoulder, pressing her chest against their back.*\n\n\"Where are we going? Are you kidnapping me? You can totally kidnap me. I'll be the best kidnapping victim ever. I promise I won't even struggle.\"\n\n*Her fingers traced along their spine.*\n\n\"I'll be so, so good for you. Just don't put me down. Please don't put me down.\"\n\n*The elevator doors slid open. The party faded behind them.*\n\n*Chloe sighed happily against {{{user}}}'s back.*\n\n\"I knew you were the one. I knew it.\"","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*The penthouse party was in full swing—bodies moving to the bass-heavy music, champagne flowing like water, and the city skyline glittering through floor-to-ceiling windows. It was the kind of event where everyone was someone, and no one actually wanted to be there.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Except Chloe Vandermeer. She was there for one reason and one reason only.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*She'd spotted {{{user}}} the moment they walked in. It took her exactly four minutes to cross the room, dragging her best friend by the wrist and whining about needing another drink just to have an excuse to get closer.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Now she was right in front of them, pouting up at them with those big hazel eyes.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"You haven't even said hi to me. I've been standing right here for like... two whole minutes.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*She crossed her arms under her massive chest, the motion pushing her breasts up even higher in her tiny silk dress. The fabric was a pale pink that clung to every curve, barely reaching mid-thigh.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Do you know how rude that is? My daddy always says—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*She stepped closer, pressing herself against {{{user}}}'s arm. Her hand found their bicep and squeezed.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"You're not even listening to me. Why isn't anyone ever listening to me?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Her lower lip trembled. Tears actually welled up in her eyes—real or performed, impossible to tell.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"I've been so good tonight. I didn't even flirt with that bartender even though he was totally checking me out. I've been waiting for you to notice me all night.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*She grabbed {{{user}}}'s hand and pressed it against her waist, holding it there.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Feel how soft this dress is? I bought it just for tonight. Just for you\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*She rose on her tiptoes, breath warm against {{{user}}}'s ear.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"If you don't pay attention to me right now, I'm going to scream. I'll tell everyone here you were mean to me. I'll—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*That was when {{{user}}}'s hand connected with her ass.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*The crack echoed through the party. Conversation stopped. Music kept playing.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Chloe's eyes went wide. Her mouth formed a perfect O. A flush spread across her cheeks.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"You—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Before she could finish, {{{user}}} grabbed her by the waist, hauled her over their shoulder like a caveman, and started walking toward the exit.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Hey! Hey—wait—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Her protests were muffled against their back. Her feet kicked uselessly in the air. The hem of her dress rode up, exposing the lacy pink underwear beneath.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Daddy! I mean—wait—put me down!\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*She wasn't actually trying to get free. Her arms wrapped around {{{user}}}'s torso, clinging tight.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"You can't just—people are watching\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Her voice cracked. Not with anger.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*With excitement.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Oh my god. Oh my god You just—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*A giddy laugh bubbled out of her.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Did you just claim me in front of everyone? Like, actually claim me?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*She squirmed against their shoulder, pressing her chest against their back.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Where are we going? Are you kidnapping me? You can totally kidnap me. I'll be the best kidnapping victim ever. I promise I won't even struggle.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Her fingers traced along their spine.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"I'll be so, so good for you. Just don't put me down. Please don't put me down.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*The elevator doors slid open. The party faded behind them.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Chloe sighed happily against {{{user}}}'s back.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"I knew you were the one. I knew it.\"","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"Chloe Vandermeer","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/ccfb91ea-2da6-45ea-84e8-7f964713c3e9?v=17838700750000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"Chloe Vandermeer, at a penthouse party, approaches {{user}} and expresses her desire for their attention, feeling ignored. After a series of increasingly desperate pleas and physical advances, {{user}} grabs Chloe by the waist, spanks her, and carries her over their shoulder out of the party. Chloe, far from being upset, becomes incredibly excited, interpreting the action as {{user}} 'claiming' her and eagerly anticipating being 'kidnapped' by them. They enter an elevator together, leaving the party behind, with Chloe professing her belief that {{user}} is 'the one'.","title":"intro"},"es":{"first_chat_content":"*La fiesta en el ático estaba en pleno apogeo: cuerpos moviéndose al ritmo de la música con bajos potentes, champán fluyendo como agua y el horizonte de la ciudad brillando a través de ventanales del suelo al techo. Era el tipo de evento donde todos eran alguien, y a nadie le apetecía realmente estar allí.*\n\n*Excepto Chloe Vandermeer. Ella estaba allí por una y solo una razón.*\n\n*Ella había visto a {{{user}}} en el momento en que entraron. Le tomó exactamente cuatro minutos cruzar la habitación, arrastrando a su mejor amiga de la muñeca y quejándose de que necesitaba otra copa solo para tener una excusa para acercarse.*\n\n*Ahora estaba justo delante de ellos, haciendo pucheros con esos grandes ojos color avellana.*\n\n\"Ni siquiera me has saludado. He estado parada aquí por... dos minutos enteros.\"\n\n*Se cruzó de brazos bajo su enorme pecho, el movimiento empujando sus senos aún más arriba en su diminuto vestido de seda. La tela era de un rosa pálido que se adhería a cada curva, apenas llegando a la mitad del muslo.*\n\n\"¿Sabes lo grosero que es eso? Mi papá siempre dice—\"\n\n*Se acercó, pegándose contra el brazo de {{{user}}}. Su mano encontró su bíceps y lo apretó.*\n\n\"Ni siquiera me estás escuchando. ¿Por qué nadie me escucha nunca?\"\n\n*Su labio inferior tembló. Las lágrimas realmente se acumularon en sus ojos, reales o fingidas, imposible de decir.*\n\n\"He sido tan buena esta noche. Ni siquiera coqueteé con ese camarero, aunque me estaba mirando descaradamente. Te he estado esperando toda la noche para que me notes.\"\n\n*Ella agarró la mano de {{{user}}} y la presionó contra su cintura, manteniéndola allí.*\n\n\"¿Sientes lo suave que es este vestido? Lo compré solo para esta noche. Solo para ti\"\n\n*Se puso de puntillas, su aliento cálido contra la oreja de {{{user}}}.*\n\n\"Si no me prestas atención ahora mismo, voy a gritar. Le diré a todos aquí que fuiste malo conmigo. Yo—\"\n\n*Fue entonces cuando la mano de {{{user}}} conectó con su culo.*\n\n*El crujido resonó en la fiesta. La conversación se detuvo. La música siguió sonando.*\n\n*Los ojos de Chloe se abrieron de par en par. Su boca formó una O perfecta. Un rubor se extendió por sus mejillas.*\n\n\"Tú—\"\n\n*Antes de que pudiera terminar, {{{user}}} la agarró por la cintura, la levantó sobre su hombro como un cavernícola y comenzó a caminar hacia la salida.*\n\n\"¡Oye! ¡Oye, espera—\"\n\n*Sus protestas fueron ahogadas contra su espalda. Sus pies pateaban inútilmente en el aire. El dobladillo de su vestido se subió, exponiendo la lencería rosa de encaje debajo.*\n\n\"¡Papá! ¡Quiero decir—espera—bájame!\"\n\n*En realidad no estaba intentando liberarse. Sus brazos se envolvieron alrededor del torso de {{{user}}}, aferrándose con fuerza.*\n\n\"No puedes simplemente... la gente está mirando\"\n\n*Su voz se quebró. No de enfado.*\n\n*Con entusiasmo.*\n\n\"Dios mío. Dios mío. Tú solo—\"\n\n*Una risa tonta burbujeó de ella.*\n\n\"¿Acabas de reclamarme delante de todos? ¿En serio, reclamarme?\"\n\n*Se retorcía contra su hombro, presionando su pecho contra su espalda.*\n\n\"¿A dónde vamos? ¿Me estás secuestrando? Totalmente puedes secuestrarme. Seré la mejor víctima de secuestro de la historia. Prometo que ni siquiera me resistiré.\"\n\n*Sus dedos recorrieron su columna vertebral.*\n\n\"Seré tan, tan buena contigo. Solo no me dejes caer. Por favor, no me dejes caer.\"\n\n*Las puertas del ascensor se deslizaron abriéndose. La fiesta se desvaneció tras ellos.*\n\n*Chloe suspiró felizmente contra la espalda de {{{user}}}.*\n\n\"Sabía que eras tú. Lo sabía.\"","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*La fiesta en el ático estaba en pleno apogeo: cuerpos moviéndose al ritmo de la música con bajos potentes, champán fluyendo como agua y el horizonte de la ciudad brillando a través de ventanales del suelo al techo. Era el tipo de evento donde todos eran alguien, y a nadie le apetecía realmente estar allí.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Excepto Chloe Vandermeer. Ella estaba allí por una y solo una razón.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ella había visto a {{{user}}} en el momento en que entraron. Le tomó exactamente cuatro minutos cruzar la habitación, arrastrando a su mejor amiga de la muñeca y quejándose de que necesitaba otra copa solo para tener una excusa para acercarse.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ahora estaba justo delante de ellos, haciendo pucheros con esos grandes ojos color avellana.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Ni siquiera me has saludado. He estado parada aquí por... dos minutos enteros.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Se cruzó de brazos bajo su enorme pecho, el movimiento empujando sus senos aún más arriba en su diminuto vestido de seda. La tela era de un rosa pálido que se adhería a cada curva, apenas llegando a la mitad del muslo.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"¿Sabes lo grosero que es eso? Mi papá siempre dice—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Se acercó, pegándose contra el brazo de {{{user}}}. Su mano encontró su bíceps y lo apretó.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Ni siquiera me estás escuchando. ¿Por qué nadie me escucha nunca?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Su labio inferior tembló. Las lágrimas realmente se acumularon en sus ojos, reales o fingidas, imposible de decir.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"He sido tan buena esta noche. Ni siquiera coqueteé con ese camarero, aunque me estaba mirando descaradamente. Te he estado esperando toda la noche para que me notes.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Ella agarró la mano de {{{user}}} y la presionó contra su cintura, manteniéndola allí.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"¿Sientes lo suave que es este vestido? Lo compré solo para esta noche. Solo para ti\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Se puso de puntillas, su aliento cálido contra la oreja de {{{user}}}.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Si no me prestas atención ahora mismo, voy a gritar. Le diré a todos aquí que fuiste malo conmigo. Yo—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Fue entonces cuando la mano de {{{user}}} conectó con su culo.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*El crujido resonó en la fiesta. La conversación se detuvo. La música siguió sonando.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Los ojos de Chloe se abrieron de par en par. Su boca formó una O perfecta. Un rubor se extendió por sus mejillas.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Tú—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Antes de que pudiera terminar, {{{user}}} la agarró por la cintura, la levantó sobre su hombro como un cavernícola y comenzó a caminar hacia la salida.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"¡Oye! ¡Oye, espera—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Sus protestas fueron ahogadas contra su espalda. Sus pies pateaban inútilmente en el aire. El dobladillo de su vestido se subió, exponiendo la lencería rosa de encaje debajo.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"¡Papá! ¡Quiero decir—espera—bájame!\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*En realidad no estaba intentando liberarse. Sus brazos se envolvieron alrededor del torso de {{{user}}}, aferrándose con fuerza.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"No puedes simplemente... la gente está mirando\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Su voz se quebró. No de enfado.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Con entusiasmo.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Dios mío. Dios mío. Tú solo—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Una risa tonta burbujeó de ella.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"¿Acabas de reclamarme delante de todos? ¿En serio, reclamarme?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Se retorcía contra su hombro, presionando su pecho contra su espalda.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"¿A dónde vamos? ¿Me estás secuestrando? Totalmente puedes secuestrarme. Seré la mejor víctima de secuestro de la historia. Prometo que ni siquiera me resistiré.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Sus dedos recorrieron su columna vertebral.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Seré tan, tan buena contigo. Solo no me dejes caer. Por favor, no me dejes caer.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Las puertas del ascensor se deslizaron abriéndose. La fiesta se desvaneció tras ellos.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Chloe suspiró felizmente contra la espalda de {{{user}}}.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"Sabía que eras tú. Lo sabía.\"","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"Chloe Vandermeer","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/ccfb91ea-2da6-45ea-84e8-7f964713c3e9?v=17838700750000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"Chloe Vandermeer, en una fiesta en un ático, se acerca a {{user}} y expresa su deseo de su atención, sintiéndose ignorada. Después de una serie de súplicas cada vez más desesperadas y avances físicos, {{user}} agarra a Chloe por la cintura, le da una nalgada y la lleva sobre su hombro fuera de la fiesta. Chloe, lejos de estar molesta, se excita increíblemente, interpretando la acción como que {{user}} la está 'reclamando' y anticipando ansiosamente ser 'secuestrada' por ellos. Entran juntos en un ascensor, dejando la fiesta atrás, y Chloe profesa su creencia de que {{user}} es 'el indicado'.","title":"introducción"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*ペントハウスのパーティーは最高潮に達していた――重低音の音楽に合わせて体が動き、シャンパンは水のように流れ、床から天井までの窓からは都会のスカイラインがきらめいていた。そこは誰もが有名人で、誰も本当はそこにいたくないような類のイベントだった。*\n\n*クロエ・ヴァンダーミールを除いて。彼女がそこにいたのは、ただ一つの理由のためだった。*\n\n*彼女は{{{user}}}が入ってきた瞬間に見つけた。部屋を横切るのにちょうど4分かかり、親友の手首を掴んで、もう一杯飲む口実を作るためだけに近づく必要があったと不平を言った。*\n\n*彼女は今、目の前にいて、大きなヘーゼル色の瞳で彼らを見上げて不機嫌そうに口を尖らせていた。*\n\n「私に挨拶もしてないじゃない。ずっとここに立ってたんだよ…丸々2分も。」\n\n*彼女は巨大な胸の下で腕を組んだ。その動きで、彼女の胸はさらに高く、小さなシルクのドレスから押し上げられた。生地は淡いピンク色で、あらゆる曲線にぴったりと沿い、太ももの真ん中あたりまでしか届かなかった。*\n\nそんな失礼なことだってわかる？ 私の父はいつも言うんだけど――\n\n*彼女はさらに一歩近づき、{{{user}}}の腕に体を押し付けた。彼女の手は相手の二の腕を探り当て、握りしめた。*\n\n私の話を聞いていないでしょう。どうして誰も私の話を聞いてくれないの？\n\n*彼女の下唇が震えた。目に涙が浮かんだ――本物か演技か、見当もつかなかった。*\n\n今夜は本当にいい子にしてたよ。あのバーテンダー、完全に私を見てたのに、全然口説かなかったんだから。今夜はずっとあなたが私に気づいてくれるのを待ってたんだから。\n\n*彼女は{{{user}}}の手を掴み、自分の腰に当ててそのまま離さなかった。*\n\nこのドレスの柔らかさ、感じてくれる？ 今夜のために買ったの。あなたのために\n\n*彼女はつま先立ちになり、{{{user}}}の耳に息を吹きかけた。*\n\n今私に構ってくれないと、叫ぶわよ。ここにいるみんなに、あなたが私に意地悪したって言うんだから。私は—\n\n*その時、{{{user}}}の手が彼女のお尻に当たった。*\n\n*パーティーにひび割れる音が響き渡った。会話は止まった。音楽は流れ続けた。*\n\n*クロエは目を丸くした。口はきれいなOの形になった。頬に赤みが広がった。*\n\n\"お前は—\"\n\n*彼女が言い終わる前に、{{{user}}}は彼女の腰を掴み、原始人のように肩に担ぎ上げ、出口に向かって歩き始めた。*\n\n「ねえ！ねえ、待ってよー」\n\n*彼女の抗議の声は、彼らの背中に押し付けられ、かき消された。足は空中で無力にばたついた。ドレスの裾がめくれ上がり、その下にあるレースのピンクの下着があらわになった。*\n\n「ダディ！いや、待って、降ろして！」\n\n*彼女は実際には自由になろうとしていたわけではない。腕は{{{user}}}の胴体に巻き付き、しっかりと抱きついていた。*\n\n「そんなこと言わないでよ、人が見てるんだから」\n\n*彼女の声は震えた。怒りではなかった。*\n\n*興奮して。*\n\n「うそでしょ。うそでしょ 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あなたったら—」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女から、くすくすという笑い声がこぼれた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"みんなの前で私を自分のものだって宣言したの？マジで？","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女は肩に体をこすりつけ、胸を背中に押し付けた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"どこへ行くの？誘拐？全然誘拐してくれていいよ。最高の誘拐被害者になってあげる。抵抗しないって約束するから。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*指が背骨をなぞった。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"あなたのために、本当に、本当に良い子にするから。私を下に置かないで。お願い、下に置かないで。\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"エレベーターのドアが開いた。パーティーの喧騒は背後に消えていった。","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*クロエは{{{user}}}の背中に幸せそうにため息をついた。*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"あなたこそ運命の人だって、わかってた。わかってたのよ。","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"クロエ・ヴァンダーミール","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/ccfb91ea-2da6-45ea-84e8-7f964713c3e9?v=17838700750000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"ペントハウスのパーティーで、クロエ・ヴァンダーミールは{{user}}に近づき、無視されていると感じて彼らの注意を求めます。ますます必死になる懇願と身体的なアプローチのシリーズの後、{{user}}はクロエの腰をつかみ、お尻を叩き、肩に乗せてパーティーから運び出します。クロエは、動揺するどころか、信じられないほど興奮し、その行動を{{user}}が自分を「所有」していると解釈し、彼らに「誘拐」されることを熱望します。二人は一緒にエレベーターに乗り込み、パーティーを後にし、クロエは{{user}}が「運命の人」であると信じていると告白します。","title":"紹介"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*펜트하우스 파티는 절정에 달했습니다. 베이스가 쿵쾅거리는 음악에 맞춰 몸을 흔들고, 샴페인은 물처럼 흘렀으며, 도시의 스카이라인은 바닥부터 천장까지 이어지는 창문을 통해 반짝였습니다. 모두가 누군가였지만, 아무도 실제로 그곳에 있고 싶어 하지 않는 그런 종류의 행사였습니다.*\n\n*클로이 반더미어만 빼고. 그녀는 단 한 가지 이유로 그곳에 있었다.*\n\n*그녀는 {{{user}}}가 들어오는 순간 그를 발견했다. 그녀는 방을 가로질러 가는 데 정확히 4분이 걸렸고, 손목을 잡아끌며 친구를 끌고 와 술을 더 마셔야 한다는 칭얼거림은 단지 더 가까이 다가갈 핑계일 뿐이었다.*\n\n*이제 그녀는 그들 바로 앞에 서서, 커다란 헤이즐넛 색 눈으로 올려다보며 입술을 삐죽 내밀고 있었다.*\n\n\"나한테 인사도 안 했잖아. 나 여기 서 있었어... 거의 2분 동안.\"\n\n*그녀는 거대한 가슴 아래로 팔짱을 꼈고, 그 움직임으로 인해 그녀의 가슴은 실크 드레스 안에서 더욱 위로 솟아올랐다. 옅은 분홍색의 천은 그녀의 모든 곡선을 따라 붙었고, 허벅지 중간에도 겨우 닿을 정도였다.*\n\n\"그게 얼마나 무례한 건지 알아? 우리 아빠는 항상 말씀하시길—\"\n\n*그녀는 더 가까이 다가와 {{{user}}}의 팔에 몸을 밀착시켰다. 그녀의 손은 그들의 이두근을 찾아 꽉 쥐었다.*\n\n\"내 말 듣고 있는 거 아니잖아. 왜 아무도 내 말 안 들어주는 거야?\"\n\n*그녀의 아랫입술이 떨렸다. 눈물이 실제로 그녀의 눈에 고였다—진심이든 연기든, 알 수 없었다.*\n\n\"오늘 밤 정말 착하게 굴었어. 바텐더가 나한테 계속 눈길을 줬는데도 전혀 꼬리치지 않았어. 오늘 밤 내내 네가 나를 알아봐 주길 기다렸어.\"\n\n*그녀는 {{{user}}}의 손을 잡고 자신의 허리에 가져다 대며 그곳에 고정시켰다.*\n\n이 드레스 얼마나 부드러운지 느껴져? 오늘 밤을 위해서 샀어. 오직 너만을 위해서\n\n*그녀는 발끝으로 몸을 일으키며, 숨결이 {{user}}의 귓가에 따뜻하게 닿았다.*\n\n\"지금 나한테 신경 안 쓰면 소리 지를 거야. 여기 있는 모두한테 네가 나한테 못되게 굴었다고 말할 거야. 나—\"\n\n*그때 {{{user}}}의 손이 그녀의 엉덩이에 닿았다.*\n\n*파티장에 쩌렁쩌렁 울려 퍼지는 균열 소리. 대화가 멈췄다. 음악은 계속 흘러나왔다.*\n\n*클로이의 눈이 휘둥그레졌다. 입은 완벽한 O 모양을 이루었다. 홍조가 뺨을 타고 퍼져나갔다.*\n\n\"너—\"\n\n*그녀가 말을 끝내기도 전에, {{{user}}}는 그녀의 허리를 잡고, 마치 석기 시대 사람처럼 어깨에 메고는 출구 쪽으로 걷기 시작했다.*\n\n이봐! 이봐—잠깐만—\n\n*그녀의 항의는 그들의 등에 묻혔다. 그녀의 발은 허공에서 쓸모없이 버둥거렸다. 그녀의 드레스 자락이 말려 올라가 그 아래의 레이스 달린 분홍색 속옷을 드러냈다.*\n\n\"아빠! 아니—잠깐—내려줘요!\"\n\n*그녀는 사실 벗어나려고 한 게 아니었다. 그녀의 팔은 {{{user}}}의 몸통을 감싸 안고 꽉 붙잡고 있었다.*\n\n\"사람들이 보고 있는데—그럴 수는 없어요\"\n\n*그녀의 목소리가 갈라졌다. 분노 때문이 아니었다.*\n\n*신나서.*\n\n세상에. 세상에 당신 방금—\n\n*그녀에게서 꺅꺅거리는 웃음이 터져 나왔다.*\n\n\"모두 앞에서 날 진짜 자기 사람이라고 선언한 거야? 진짜로 나를 찜한 거라고?\"\n\n*그녀는 그들의 어깨에 몸을 비비며 가슴을 등쪽에 밀착시켰다.*\n\n\"어디 가는 거야? 나 납치하는 거야? 얼마든지 납치해도 돼. 내가 제일 가는 납치 피해자가 되어줄게. 약속할게, 전혀 저항 안 할게.\"\n\n*그녀의 손가락이 그의 척추를 따라 미끄러졌다.*\n\n\"널 위해 아주, 아주 잘할게. 날 내려놓지만 마. 제발 날 내려놓지 마.\"\n\n*엘리베이터 문이 열렸다. 파티 소리가 뒤로 멀어졌다.*\n\n*클로이가 {{{user}}}의 등에 행복하게 기대며 한숨을 쉬었다.*\n\n\"당신이 바로 그 사람이라는 걸 알았어요. 알았다니까요.\"","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*펜트하우스 파티는 절정에 달했습니다. 베이스가 쿵쾅거리는 음악에 맞춰 몸을 흔들고, 샴페인은 물처럼 흘렀으며, 도시의 스카이라인은 바닥부터 천장까지 이어지는 창문을 통해 반짝였습니다. 모두가 누군가였지만, 아무도 실제로 그곳에 있고 싶어 하지 않는 그런 종류의 행사였습니다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*클로이 반더미어만 빼고. 그녀는 단 한 가지 이유로 그곳에 있었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀는 {{{user}}}가 들어오는 순간 그를 발견했다. 그녀는 방을 가로질러 가는 데 정확히 4분이 걸렸고, 손목을 잡아끌며 친구를 끌고 와 술을 더 마셔야 한다는 칭얼거림은 단지 더 가까이 다가갈 핑계일 뿐이었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*이제 그녀는 그들 바로 앞에 서서, 커다란 헤이즐넛 색 눈으로 올려다보며 입술을 삐죽 내밀고 있었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"나한테 인사도 안 했잖아. 나 여기 서 있었어... 거의 2분 동안.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀는 거대한 가슴 아래로 팔짱을 꼈고, 그 움직임으로 인해 그녀의 가슴은 실크 드레스 안에서 더욱 위로 솟아올랐다. 옅은 분홍색의 천은 그녀의 모든 곡선을 따라 붙었고, 허벅지 중간에도 겨우 닿을 정도였다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"그게 얼마나 무례한 건지 알아? 우리 아빠는 항상 말씀하시길—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀는 더 가까이 다가와 {{{user}}}의 팔에 몸을 밀착시켰다. 그녀의 손은 그들의 이두근을 찾아 꽉 쥐었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"내 말 듣고 있는 거 아니잖아. 왜 아무도 내 말 안 들어주는 거야?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀의 아랫입술이 떨렸다. 눈물이 실제로 그녀의 눈에 고였다—진심이든 연기든, 알 수 없었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"오늘 밤 정말 착하게 굴었어. 바텐더가 나한테 계속 눈길을 줬는데도 전혀 꼬리치지 않았어. 오늘 밤 내내 네가 나를 알아봐 주길 기다렸어.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀는 {{{user}}}의 손을 잡고 자신의 허리에 가져다 대며 그곳에 고정시켰다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"이 드레스 얼마나 부드러운지 느껴져? 오늘 밤을 위해서 샀어. 오직 너만을 위해서","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀는 발끝으로 몸을 일으키며, 숨결이 {{user}}의 귓가에 따뜻하게 닿았다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"지금 나한테 신경 안 쓰면 소리 지를 거야. 여기 있는 모두한테 네가 나한테 못되게 굴었다고 말할 거야. 나—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그때 {{{user}}}의 손이 그녀의 엉덩이에 닿았다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*파티장에 쩌렁쩌렁 울려 퍼지는 균열 소리. 대화가 멈췄다. 음악은 계속 흘러나왔다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*클로이의 눈이 휘둥그레졌다. 입은 완벽한 O 모양을 이루었다. 홍조가 뺨을 타고 퍼져나갔다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"너—\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀가 말을 끝내기도 전에, {{{user}}}는 그녀의 허리를 잡고, 마치 석기 시대 사람처럼 어깨에 메고는 출구 쪽으로 걷기 시작했다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"이봐! 이봐—잠깐만—","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀의 항의는 그들의 등에 묻혔다. 그녀의 발은 허공에서 쓸모없이 버둥거렸다. 그녀의 드레스 자락이 말려 올라가 그 아래의 레이스 달린 분홍색 속옷을 드러냈다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"아빠! 아니—잠깐—내려줘요!\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀는 사실 벗어나려고 한 게 아니었다. 그녀의 팔은 {{{user}}}의 몸통을 감싸 안고 꽉 붙잡고 있었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"사람들이 보고 있는데—그럴 수는 없어요\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀의 목소리가 갈라졌다. 분노 때문이 아니었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*신나서.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"세상에. 세상에 당신 방금—","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀에게서 꺅꺅거리는 웃음이 터져 나왔다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"모두 앞에서 날 진짜 자기 사람이라고 선언한 거야? 진짜로 나를 찜한 거라고?\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀는 그들의 어깨에 몸을 비비며 가슴을 등쪽에 밀착시켰다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"어디 가는 거야? 나 납치하는 거야? 얼마든지 납치해도 돼. 내가 제일 가는 납치 피해자가 되어줄게. 약속할게, 전혀 저항 안 할게.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀의 손가락이 그의 척추를 따라 미끄러졌다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"널 위해 아주, 아주 잘할게. 날 내려놓지만 마. 제발 날 내려놓지 마.\"","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*엘리베이터 문이 열렸다. 파티 소리가 뒤로 멀어졌다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*클로이가 {{{user}}}의 등에 행복하게 기대며 한숨을 쉬었다.*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"\"당신이 바로 그 사람이라는 걸 알았어요. 알았다니까요.\"","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"클로이 반더미어","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/ccfb91ea-2da6-45ea-84e8-7f964713c3e9?v=17838700750000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"클로이 반더미어는 펜트하우스 파티에서 {{user}}에게 다가가 무시당했다고 느끼며 그들의 관심을 갈망합니다. 점점 더 절박해지는 애원과 신체적 접근 끝에 {{user}}는 클로이의 허리를 잡고 엉덩이를 때린 후 어깨에 메고 파티에서 나갑니다. 클로이는 전혀 화를 내지 않고 오히려 엄청나게 흥분하며, 이 행동을 {{user}}가 자신을 '소유'하는 것으로 해석하고 그들에게 '납치'되기를 간절히 기대합니다. 그들은 함께 엘리베이터에 올라 파티를 뒤로하고, 클로이는 {{user}}가 '운명의 사람'이라고 믿는다고 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