~Kidnapped~

I smile, and walk toward you, giving you directions. Suddenly you grab me and toss me into your car...I am stunned and do not react for a minute. That proves to be a mistake, because you quickly snap a pair of handcuffs on my wrists, restraining them behind my back, and then tie a bandanna around my mouth, gagging me. I can see that there are no door handles on my side of the car, and the windows are up. I am in a position where I cannot kick you, and I know that you have trapped me. I begin to shake, but after restraining me, you seem to lose all interest, and just start driving. You appear to know where you are going, and after a while, you tell me that you have been watching me for some time, and have decided that I should learn a lesson about teasing men, and the consequences of my actions. I try to think if I have seen you before, but I have not. And I know I am a flirt, so it is possible that you have seen me at a party or a bar, and that I may have teased you unknowingly. I begin to get scared, but you reassure me that you will not kill me... only teach me what I need to learn.

We have been driving for about an hour now, when you turn off onto a smaller road, that winds on up into the hills. As we begin to pass the thin stands of trees, I can see the forest growing closer, and I know that I will never find help way out here. I am entirely at your mercy. Soon we are deep in the woods, and you pull off in a little clearing, surrounded by older trees. You get out of the car, and go around to the other side, unlocking my door. You help me out of the car, and allow me to stretch a while, as my position was cramped. After a few minutes, you take a length of rope from the back seat, and tie it to the cuffs, and tie the other end around a tree. Now I am tethered and cannot go far, you turn your attention to opening your trunk, and getting out a heavy box.

I can hear water running not far away, and I turn and see a river running just 30 feet from where we are parked. The water looks clean and clear, and so inviting after the long hot drive. I also discover that my bladder is full, and try to get your attention, so I can relieve myself... You do not seem to see me, so after a time, I managed to work my panties down with my bound wrists, and they fall around my ankles... I scoot to the other side of the tree, and allow my bladder to empty... embarrassed that I am so exposed in the open.

Finished, I come back around the tree, and attempt to get my panties back on, but it is no use... my hands are in the wrong place to help... regretfully I kick them to the side, hoping you will not notice. No such luck...I look up to see you grinning, and realize that you have watched everything. I blush and turn so you cannot see my face.

You carry the box to where I am tethered, and sit on it watching me. Then in a calm and patient voice, you explain that you are going to restrain me, and tease me until I beg to cum...and you are going to take me any way you see fit. You smile as you assure me that I will not be able to stop you. I look at you in horror, and shake my head frantically. I cannot tell you what I think of your suggestions because of the gag, but I do my best to indicate that I will fight you.

You get a disappointed look on your face, and tell me that I am wrong, and that I will not fight. You shake your head, and tell me that arguing is not good, and that naughty girls must be disciplined. My eyes grow wide as you push the box closer, and bend me over it... you take a stick about an inch in diameter, and three feet long, and proceed to fasten it to my ankles...my legs are spread so wide now, and I cannot kick or move well. Then you stand me up, and sit down on the box... you lay me face down across your lap, and step on the stick with one boot. my legs are held in place...Your arm comes down across my back, and I am pinned helplessly. I can feel the breeze playing on my exposed bottom... I know I am spread wide, and you are gazing down at me. I have no choice but to lay quietly, and await your punishment.

I do not have to wait long. Without warning, down comes your hand...SMACK! across my bottom. I jerk and squirm a bit, struggling to get loose in a futile effort. You continue to spank me, whispering that I have a very pretty bottom, but that it will be even prettier in pink, when you are done. I feel your hand come down again and again, until all resistance is gone from me, and I am crying openly from the pain. You spank me a few more times, and then stop...and I can feel you looking and admiring your handiwork. I am crying hard now, but you dont notice, as your hand comes down softly to cup my most private parts. I feel an ache deep inside as you do that, and wonder at this betrayal of my body.

You calmly explain to me again, that you will teach me a lesson, and you will use me as you see fit. You say that I may as well relax and learn, because I have no choice anyway. Still crying, I nod in agreement. You help me off of your lap, and into a standing position, and I can now see that you have emptied the box on a nearby blanket. There are all sorts of odd things there that I have never seen before. You reach into your pocket, and pull out a pair of soft leather cuffs, replacing the steel handcuffs I was wearing, and bend me over the box, securing the cuffs to eyebolts deep in the lower part of the wood... between that and the stick forcing my legs apart, I am helpless to your whims. You pat me soothingly on the rear, and say that I will have to be cleansed first, for your pleasure. As I am wondering what that means, I notice that you are getting out enema equipment from the pile of odd stuff... I whimper as I watch you walk to the river, and fill the bag with sunwarmed water.

You return, whistling cheerfully, and hang the bag in a tree, and pull a tube of lubricant from your pocket, squeezing some onto your finger. Soon I can feel your finger probing my exposed rear, and I try to squirm away, but you merely hold me steady with one hand, and sink your finger deep into me... I can feel you stroking it in and out of me, and I know you are watching it go deep into my bottom...then I feel another finger join it, stretching me and making me squirm even more...a third finger snakes down farther and gently caresses my swollen clit... sliding lightly over it's surface, as the other two stroke in and out of me... the combination is too much to withstand...I moan, and begin to respond... gasping as I feel my desire growing...

Not yet, little one, you are not allowed your pleasure yet. You withdraw your fingers, and soon I feel the nozzle against my puckered opening, and the water slowly beginning to spill into me. I squirm, and helplessly moan against the gag, but you pay no attention, and merely leave to go and get another toy...a vibrator, which you gently insert into me, and begin stroking in and out. Finally the bag is empty, and you remove the nozzle and replace it with a plug, patting my ass, and whispering that I am a good girl. I find myself feeling delighted that I have pleased you, in any way. You undo my cuffs from the eyebolts, and fasten them together, passing a rope between them. I watch as you toss the rope over the tree limb, and hoist my arms over my head. You then pull at the bows on my shoulder straps, and unzip my dress, and I stand before you naked. I blush, and look to the ground, but you raise my head, and gaze into my eyes, and tell me that you do not want me to look away from you....

Next you go back to the pile of odd stuff and return with a harness contraption that looks as if it was made for rapelling. you buckle it firmly around me, and I can see that it will support my weight on my back and shoulders instead of just on my arms. You toss a rope over the limb, and make a safety restraint from the harness. Now I see you get yet another rope, and toss it over another limb... you secure one end to the center of the stick between my ankles, and hoist it high. I am very exposed now, danging from the tree, with my bottom spread wide, and nothing hidden from your piercing gaze. I blush hotly, but continue to gaze at you, mindful of your words.

You walk around behind me and pull me close to your body, your hands cupping my breasts and teasing and pinching my nipples... You find the vibrator again, and insert it deep within me, fastening it in place, and turning it on, and then go back to teasing my nipples, whispering that I will be made to cum eventually, but that I will have to beg for my release, and that the time is not now, so don't even think about it. I try hard not to, but I can feel the pressure building and I do not know if I can keep from cumming.

I am whimpering and moaning against the gag, and squirming as much as I can against your probing hands... the vibrator is tormenting me, and churning against the plug on the other side of the thin wall... I am not sure I can keep from cumming...my whimpers get frantic, and I try to evade your teasing hands... just as I think I can stand no more, you stop, and remove the vibrator, and release the ropes slowly, lowering my feet back to the ground. I feel the cramps start, and pray that you hurry as you unbuckle the harness and untie the rope from my cuffs... you carry me to the lake, and set me into the water, up to my waist.... then you take the nylon rope, and tie it around my cuffs, and to a tree near the waterline, removing the plug and leaving me there, going back up to shore....

I move out into the current as far as I can and allow my body to expel the water into the rushing river.... soon you return, with a bottle of soap, and pull me closer into shore, until I am only knee-deep in the current. you pour the soap into your hands, and gently run them all over my exposed skin, setting me on fire... I feel your hands on my breasts, squeezing, and kneading...pulling and pinching the nipples... I tremble, as I feel the wave of desire coming back...and then your hands are between my legs...soaping and lathering, raising me to a fever pitch, as your fingers slide over my swollen and sensitive clit.

My knees are weak when you are done, and push me gently down into the water to rinse.... once I am very clean, you untie the rope from the tree, and carry me back on shore, sitting me on the box, briefly. When I have caught my breath, you lead me back to the tree, re-fastening my harness, and pulling my arms up tight over my head. Only now my legs are free, and not tied to the stick. You place soft cuffs on my ankles, and pull them up one at a time this time...spreading them wide without the obstructing stick... then you stand before me, and gaze at my exposed wetness, and bottom, and smile. You are so sweet little one, you whisper...I will have to taste you.

You bend and place your hands under my bottom, lifting me up to your waiting mouth, and lightly flick the tip of your tongue against my clit. I cry out against the gag, and squirm as much as I can. You hold me more firmly, and plunge your tongue deep within my wetness, stroking it in and out... I am moaning and whimpering non-stop as I feel you slide two fingers into my steamy tunnel, and stroke them in and out as you suckle my clit... I do not know how I will keep from cumming...I can feel it building and wonder what you will do if I dont have permission...

Finally, I cannot stand it any more...desperately I beg you, voice muffled in the gag...pleading for release... at first you seem to ignore me, but suddenly stop, and look into my eyes...not yet, little one...I will take you now... You lower the ropes a bit, until I am but 3 feet off the ground, and come around behind me...I feel your hands on my hips, positioning me against your hard cock, I feel it probling my puckered opening... feel it slick with my own juices, and then the pressure as you enter me... slowly at first... I cannot stop you, as I am still tied, with my arms over my head, and my legs up high... all I can do it squirm a bit, and moan helplessly....

Then, with a rush, you have entered me...deeply and quickly...your hard length stretching my hot, tight opening... I whimper with the brief pain, and try hard to relax... your hands cup my breasts, and probe, and pinch...I am on fire again with wanting you... One arm encircles my waist and hips, holding me tight to you, while the other hand teases and torments my nipples, until my inner walls tighten with my trembling desire... I whimper and moan against the gag, pleading with you to let me cum... and again you ignore me, and grasp my hips firmly, pounding relentlessly in and out of my tight ass...

Your hand slips down and I feel your fingers softly stroking my swollen clit...I squirm frantically...pleading helplessly with you....begging you to grant me release... And finally, I hear your voice whispering in my ear... yes, little one...you may cum... cum for me and be glad you were allowed...

With a rush like a tidal wave, I can feel my whole body tighten in answer... I clench my inner walls around your throbbing cock, and allow the overwhelming release to surge over me... oooooohhhhhhh!!!!!! You tighten your grip on me, and pound into me... I can feel you jerking deep within me, and suddenly you release your seed far inside me... I feel I have been branded by the power you have over me...

After a short time, I feel you untie the gag and I can once again breathe easily, and speak... I try hard to think of something to say, as I wait while you lower me to the ground and untie the various ropes and unbuckle the harness. You help me to my feet, and I find that my wrists are still bound together in the soft leather cuffs... I hold out my arms to you, that you might release them as well, but you ignore that, and simply sit on the box, and pull me onto your lap... I am a little confused, but when you put your arms around me and hold me close to your body, I feel strangely warm and safe... I put my bound hands in my lap, and snuggle closer to you...my mind races as you kiss me gently, telling me how pleased you are with me... and how much peasure I have given you... I cannot think of what to say... I think of all that has happened this day, from the time I left the theater, until you kidnapped me and used me for your own pleasure... keeping me helpless to your own whims....and suddenly, the words I am searching for burst forth unbidden... I look to you, my captor... my Master... and whisper, "thank you"

Written by a lovepet_