"Deluxx! Deluxx!" Horace called after her. She hated to be called that.
"What is it now?" Luxey asked him. Horace had the biggest crush on her and she kinda liked it but would never let him know that.
Horace certainly had good reason to lust after Luxey. Many men did. She was a stunning goddess. Luxey had luxurious golden blonde hair that fell to her shoulders and the face of an angel. She had big inquisitive eyes and luscious lips that were made for cock sucking. Luxey's best feature by far was her chest. She had huge, mouth watering, full breasts that drove many men insane.
Deluxx was her stage name at the local metal bar. She was the lead singer in a group called the Satin Gloves. They played angry, men hating, violent lyrics. Her best friend Lady Funkenstien was the bass player. Tonight they had played, what Luxey thought was their best set ever. Maybe they would get their big break soon.
Back to reality; "Deluxx, Uh ...I just wanted to tell you how much you rocked tonight. You were so good on stage, I swear." Horace stuttered at her.
"Thank you doll." Luxey told him and leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek. Horace could die and go to heaven now that a real angel had kissed him! Horace smiled from cheek to cheek, said his good byes and walked back to the club.
It was almost midnight and Luxey wanted to walk home and get some air. She loved to be alone in the middle of the night. No one to talk to her, no crowd expecting her to snarl and scream at the top of her lungs on the newest Satin Gloves song. It was relaxing.
Luxey was turning the corner and taking her favorite shortcut behind the local pizzeria. The alley was dark but Luxey wasn't afraid. She had been walking in the city alone for years now without incident. She was vaguely aware of a vehicle approaching behind her.
Luxey turned and saw that it was an old Chevy Van and it sped up a little until it was right beside her. Luxey edged closer to the wall on the side of the alley to give him room to pass her. The Van suddenly cut over in front of her and skidded to a stop. Her pulse started to quicken.
Luxey was looked on in fear as the driver side door opened. A big man that she recognized from the show came around and stood in front of her. "Miss Deluxx?" He said.
"Yes?" Luxey answered sheepishly.
"I just wanted to tell you how good you were tonight and to offer you a ride." The big man told her.
"Oh that's ok. I'd rather walk, but thank you for the compliment. It's always nice to get a new fan." Luxey told him.
With that the man seemed to snap into a psychotic rage! "You fuckin ungrateful bitch!" He yelled. He grabbed her roughly by the hair and dragged her towards the van. Luxey tried to fight him off, but he was too strong. With one hand he opened the side door on the big van and with the other he tossed Luxey inside like a rag doll.
The man jumped in right after her and grabbed a roll of duct tape from behind the front seat and bound her hands and ankles. Luxey was not slouch and had held her own in quite a few fights but this man was way to strong and easily had her taken care of in minutes.
The jumped out and slid the door shut and then got in the driver seat and headed down the alley into the night. "It's no use screaming or trying to break free. You're stuck there." He told her as he drove on. "You should have been nice to me and we could have had a nice date. Maybe you still will be nice. I don't know." He muttered to her.
Luxey was in a panic and didn't know what to think. What was he going to do with her? Was he going to rape her? Did he have friends? Maybe I should just play along she thought.