From: stell@ocf.berkeley.edu (Sean P. Tell)
Subject: Kidnapped I
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex,alt.sex.bondage
Some words of caution, first:
This work is going to deal with nonconsensual sex. There is no
violence or turture. It's probably also going to have way too little sex
and way too much other-stuff.
I've had this fantasy for the last 3 years or so. I do not plan to
ever carry it out ... you want to flame me for having rape fantasies, go
ahead. Don't flame me, though (please), for advocating rape. I am *NOT*
advocating rape.
I've had the general guidelines for the fantasy in my head for a
while, but I haven't thought of the specifics ... I've also never written
stories. That means writing this will be slow. I'm planning to write this
story in parts, and release a part every few days (unless the wrath of the
Net convinces my sysadmin to kill my account :-), unless net.personalities
(Hi Elf !! :-) tell me I suck and/or I shouldn't post it ...
Well, here goes the first part ... feedback is, as always, appreciated.
Kidnapped
Part I
He was almost ready.
The room in the basement was ready, as were the bed, the electronics
system, and the Plan.
He drove to the 7-11 he had staked out before. It featured a pretty big
parking lot, bad lighting, and a clerk who tended to doze in the back of the
store out of sight during these wee hours of the night.
All he had to do was wait. He had earlier taken the car through
some mud trails, and managed to get the license plates completely muddied
up. He had an appointment to get his car painted the next day, so any
description any witness managed to give would be invalid soon after, and it
was dark enough to be sure nobody would be able to see his features unless
the whole Plan went wrong. He had been planning for far too long to believe
the chances of the Plan failing were anything but infintisimal. The only
thing that could cause problems now was bad luck, and he was feeling very
lucky indeed.
He waited in the shadows. He figured if the clerk noticed a man
sitting in a car for (possibly) two hours or more, he'd get suspicious.
The first car came in. The driver was a female, which fit the plan,
but she just wasn't nice-looking enough. He figured if he was risking
everything (and he knew he was), he'd better get somebody /really/ good.
And anyway, from other nights' observations, he knew better prey would come
around.
The fourth driver fit the profile -- she was about 5'9", brunette,
and slim, but thankfully not emaciated ... her breasts were just the right
size for him, slightly larger than average but seemingly very firm. More
importantly, the last customer had left more than half an hour earlier,
which meant the clerk had long ago retired to the back of the store.
He silently approached the woman. She became uneasy and turned, but
she turned a second too late, and the world turned dark ...
She woke up with a tremendous headache but no other perceptible
injuries. There were fluorescent lights all around the room, and she took a
good look.
Item: She was wearing a fluffy bath robe and nothing else.
Item: She was tied spreadeagled to the huge bed. After pulling and
tugging for a while, she concluded she was tied very securely. The bindings
that took the brunt of the tugs seemed to be made of silk and so it was not
painful to pull them. Adjacent to the silk ties, however, she saw handcuffs
that would keep her bound even if she managed to tear the silk bindings.
Item: The room was completely bare, with the exception of what
looked like a television camera up near one corner opposite her bed and a
keyboard near the solid-looking door.
She heard the doors deadbolts clicking open ...
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