Pain Junkies

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Bondage Story: Abducting Her

Written By: Editor - May• 15•08

ABDUCTING HER

CHAPTER I
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I had just got home from work, about 10:00 pm on Friday night, and was
looking forward to a long, hot bath and getting to bd.  I parked my car in
the carport and as I turned away, I felt myself grabbed from behind, and
held by a strong arm, a hand across my mouth.  A low male voice told me not
to scream and not to fight, or I’d get hurt.  However, the man told me that
if I cooperated fully, no serious harm would come to me and he would let me
go when he was finished.  He asked if I understood and I nodded.  Slowly he
lowered his hand from my mouth and told me not to turn around and not to
say anything.  He told me to take off my glasses and hand them to him,
which I did.  He took my purse from me and put my glasses in it.  He put a
blindfold around my eyes and told me to kneel there in the carport.  I did
so.  I heard a car being opened and then closed.  Then, he was back and
helped me to stand.  He led me a few feet, and I heard the should of a car
door opening again.  He helped me inside a van and told me to sit.  He got
in, closing the door after himself.  He reminded me not to fight or resist
in any way, and then he started opening my blouse.  I was shivering from
cold, fear, anticipation.  He pushed the blouse down off my shoulders and
slid it down my arms, until it was completely off.  He told me to kneel,
and as I did so, he unfastened my skirt and slid it down my hips, to my
knees.  He started peeling my pantyhose down over my hips, and then told me
to lie down on my back.  After I did that, he finished removing my skirt
and pantyhose, leaving me lying there on my back, cold and frightened.  I
was thinking that I should just keep quiet and let him have sex with me,
and then he’d let me go.  I felt the van rocking a bit as he moved around
in it.  I gasped as he took my leg over to the side, and secured the rope
to something, and repeated it with my left ankle.  He kept talking in his
low voice, reminding me that I had agreed to be cooperative and he had
agreed not to hurt me – much.  My wrists he bound together and ran a rope
up between them, pulling me out straight.  Then he put a cloth in my mouth.
He told me he couldn’t take any chances on my making noises.  I felt him
leave the van, and heard a distant car door slam.  Soon I felt the weight
of someone as they got into the driver’s side of the van and the motor
started.

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