Seraphine got out of the taxi and began walking toward the studio with a giddy spring in her step. She had finally made it.

Months of playing for small audiences online, singing for tiny crowds in cafes and bars, putting her music on Twitter and Soundcloud, hoping against all odds that someone out there would hear her and elevate her into the star she knew she was born to be. And it had happened. One day, she received a DM from KDA’s very own Evelynn from her official account. Seraphine couldn’t believe it, she must have read that message a hundred times, but it was true: her idol, Evelynn, had asked her to come to LA for a potential collaboration with KDA. KDA!!! Seraphine had almost fainted from excitement when she first video chatted with her idol.

Lost in her day dreams of superstardom, Seraphine quickly arrived at the address Eve had sent her. From the outside, it looked like just any normal shed connected to any norma house in the middle of an unremarkable suburb. But Eve had already explained: since KDA were superstars, they owned a few properties that they used to get away from the media world and live a normal life from time to time. This was one such property. The shed was actually a hidden, soundproof recording studio that the group used when they had inspiration for new music during their vacations. Eve had told her the shed would be unlocked and that they would come shortly once Seraphine had arrived.

Seraphine gingerly opened the shed door, half terrified of meeting the rest of the group. The inside of the shed was dark but she could still make out the details of the studio, it was exactly as Eve had described: a state of the art recording studio with a bunch of different instruments already set up in the booth. With seemingly no one else around, Seraphine decided she should at least make some drinks before the others arrived and walked in, searching for a light switch.

SLAM. The soundproof door of the shed slammed behind her as at the same time Seraphine found herself momentarily blinded as the lights turned on at the same time. Before she could call out, she found herself unable to breathe as strong hands wrapped a piece of rope around her neck and another pair tied her wrists.

“Woah, she’s a good one all right.” one of the men said. “No wonder Ms. Evelynn wanted her gone.” Seraphine eyes grew wide in panic, both from the desperate need for air and because the men were naked, cocks fully erect. “Lucky us… this one will be fun”

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