The deputy's peril (MMF/F)

[dream713]

The following story contains themes of DID (Damsels in distress) and involuntary bondage, kidnapping and nudity. If you are unfamiliar or uncomfortable with this, please avoid reading. If you find any errors in the text, please let me know, I'll fix it!
It's a rather old story (written around the 2016-2017), edited in 2023


Anna King was a charming woman of thirty-two with shoulder-length dark brown hair and brown eyes. She could not be called beautiful, but she was very nice. She worked as an deputy to the CEO of a large company that supplied medical equipment. About a month ago, the company had won a tender to supply equipment for a new medical centre. There was a lot of work to be done. Anna personally checked on the budgets of the young economists and discovered that some of them were not working cleanly. Some of the money was going to the accounts of a company that was supplying dubious services instead of equipment. Anna had been investigating for three days and was about to report the results to the director. Unexpectedly, one of the employees became seriously ill, so Anna had an urgent job to do. Anna irritably put the folder back in her desk and went about her day-to-day business for the sick employee.

She did not immediately notice that the folder was missing; it was not even a serious problem. As usual, she scanned all the suspicious documents and saved them to the hard drive of her work computer. She also made a copy on a flash drive, which she hid in a secret drawer of her desk. Also, a working but incomplete version lay at her home, on her husband's home computer. She discovered it too late, when the CEO had already gone home. She was determined to go straight to him in the morning and tell him everything. She glanced at her watch and headed for home. She called her husband on the phone.

“Darling, I'm going home now. Do I need to buy anything?” She asked.

“Don't worry, my love, I've already bought everything. Come quickly, it's late!”

“Then I'll be home soon!” Woman smiled.

She turned off the computer, and then she closed the office. On the way, she pulled on a light jacket. Anna said goodbye to the elderly janitor and went outside, breathing in the evening air. The office itself was in a two-storey building that had once belonged to a closed kindergarten. Next door to the office was a private area, which had survived from a long time ago. People still lived there, and Anna could hear dogs barking in the distance.

She usually parked her favourite lemon-coloured Hyundai Tuscani in front of her office window on the opposite side from the entrance. She rounded the corner and walked to the car. Opening the passenger door, she put her bag on the seat and started to walk around the back of the car.

“Mrs King? Is that you?” An unfamiliar female voice called out to her, catching her attention.

“Yes?” The woman turned and saw a short-cropped girl wearing a baseball cap with a long visor. While she was trying to see the girl's face, she herself was unceremoniously grabbed from behind, a broad palm clamped over her mouth.

She tried to say something, but an angry male voice whispered in her ear. “If you move, I'll kill you!”

To demonstrate the threat, he lightly stabbed her in the side with something sharp.

“Is this a robbery?” the frightened woman asked. She raised her hands slowly.

“You guessed it!” laughed the man and, releasing her, pushed her towards the back of the car. Anna took a few steps with inertia.

“What do you want?” began Anna in a confused whisper. “Take what you want and go away. I have a small child, don't kill me, please!”

“Shut up!” the robber girl hissed.

The man pushed her rather roughly in the back and she almost fell, at the last moment catching her hands on the trunk lid. Anna did not immediately realise what was happening when the man grabbed her hands and put them behind her back. She only realised when the man tightened a zip tie around her wrists.

“What are you domphhm?!” before the woman could finish, the man wrapped a couple of coils of duct tape around her head, taping her mouth securely shut. The girl, meanwhile, walked to the car, looked inside and clicked the trunk latch. The man wrapped duct tape around Anna’s ankles and thighs before opening the trunk wide.

Anna moaned frightenedly through the gag, but the man had already shoved her in, forcing her to press her knees tightly against his chest.

“If you make any noise, I'll kill you!” promised the man, hiding his face under a mask, and closed the trunk. Anna found herself in complete darkness. Soon, she heard the engine of her car start, and they drove somewhere.


***

Anna has always prided herself on her slim figure, which was not spoiled even by the birth of a glorious baby girl, Maria. On the contrary, the birth of a daughter accentuated her femininity. In spite of this, the ride in the cramped boot was unbearable. Anna was lying in a very uncomfortable position and it was extremely difficult for her to move. Besides that, in the luggage compartment there were some things, like some bottles of technical liquids, which her husband Alexander had put together, or a bag of swimwear, which he had forgotten at the weekend. It was all very embarrassing for the woman, and she began to cry silently from the horror of the situation. She was driving in her car, but it was unclear where and why. She knew from the detective stories she had read in her youth (which she was a big fan of) that she should count the number of turns and count down the time, but when she remembered that, the car had already gone far enough from starting point.

When the car stopped, the woman realised they had arrived. She realised from the slamming of the doors that the kidnappers had gone somewhere, but they were in no hurry to get her out of the boot. She tried to rip the zip tie on her arms, but the plastic tie hurt her wrists, causing the woman to let out a strangled moan. She reached for the tape on her feet, but her fingers were too stiff to tear the tape.

She didn't know how long she'd been in the trunk. It seemed an eternity before there was a noise from outside, followed by the sharp sound of the trunk latch being opened. The lid was lifted and a man unceremoniously dragged Anna out. The woman lost her footing and almost fell, but the man picked her up. He placed her on the ground and cut the tape on her legs before pushing her in the back.

"Go!" he ordered. Anna walked slowly in the direction she had been directed.
They were in some kind of industrial warehouse, among the stacks of goods on the shelves. The woman was led into some kind of den, where there was only a single table and a wooden chair. She was seated on the chair and then her stomach was taped firmly to the back of the chair and her legs were spread apart and taped to the legs of the chair. Anna looked pleadingly at her captor, but he ignored her gaze, locking the den from outside.

The woman was left in the dark. She tried to twitch to tear the duct tape, but several layers held her body firmly in place. At one point, rocking the chair, she fell on her side, banging her shoulder painfully. Tears poured down her face, she was insanely scared. She didn't understand what these people needed. Their family would hardly be able to pay a large ransom, even if they sold the flat and the country house. At work...

Anna remembered the missing folder. An unexpected hunch entered her head and she froze, stopping her attempts to free herself. After a few minutes of deliberation, she began to twitch in the restraints with a double effort. It was no use. She tried to scream through the gag, but all that came out was a muffled moan. She tried to crawl up with the chair to some sharp surface. It took a lot of effort, but there was nothing in the den. There wasn't even a nail. Completely exhausted, the woman closed her eyes for a moment.


***

She woke up to someone pushing her lightly in the stomach with the toe of a boot. She opened her eyes and did not immediately comprehend the situation, but when she realized that she was still bound and with her mouth taped shut, she looked up in horror. A familiar man in a mask was looming over her.

“Good morning, beauty!” he shouted cheerfully, and with one motion returned the chair to an upright position. Anna realized that her arms and legs were completely stiff, and her shoulder, on which she had fallen, also hurt. She also had a craving for the toilet, which she tried to tell her captor. He didn't understand her, of course. She repeated it, so the man had to remove the gag.

“Please, I have to go to the bathroom!” The woman pleaded.

The man thought for a couple of seconds, then picked up some folder from the shelf. Anna was horrified to recognise the folder that she had been collecting to inform her boss about possible employee fraud.

“I see you're familiar with the folder,” the man grinned. “Now, answer me this: is that all you've got? Tell me and go to the bathroom.”

“Yes, yes, nothing else!” the woman began to speak softly and shook her head repeatedly.

“I don't believe so. Sit and think about it. You see, there's no hurry, you and I. All the same, sooner or later you're going to tell. If you don't, we'll bring your little girl here, you don't want her to join you, do you?”

“Please don't do this! I'll tell you everything!” the woman looked at the kidnapper. “That's all, I haven't had any more time, I wanted to finish everything in the morning!”

“Is this the only copy?”

“Still on the computer!” the woman responded eagerly. “In 'Documents' folder the file 'Verification'. That's all I've found out!”

“We'll check it out. Good. Hey, you, come here! Don’t forget about the masks!” shouted a man from somewhere behind the door.

A couple of minutes later two short fellows came into the room.

“Untie our guest and take her to the bathroom.”

“Yes, boss!”

The guys unwrapped the duct tape and Anna felt slightly relieved. She got to her feet and, held by the guys, went into the bathroom. The zip tie was removed from her wrists inside the bathroom. Anna immediately saw a window almost at the level of the ceiling, but there was some kind of tank next to it, on which the woman could try to climb and look out. The guys accompanying her stood at the door.

“Are you just going to stand there? Where am I going to get out of here?! The door is the only one”, the woman asked. Finally, the guys went out the door. Having finished her business, the woman kicked off her shoes and walked barefoot to the door. Quietly locking the door, she crept up to the tank. Anna stood on the toilet with her feet and cautiously climbed onto the tank. Crawling, she tried to get to the window and look out. Alas, there were only some warehouses outside, no special features. She saw that the window could be opened. She reached for the latch on the frame. The frame opened, and Anna climbed onto the window sill. The tank, pressed under her weight, made a loud noise, returned to its original position, and a noise was heard outside the door. Without wasting any more time, Anna crawled out the window and, closing her eyes, jumped down.

Once outside, Anna looked around frantically. When she saw some gates, she ran towards them. A muscular guard in a camouflage uniform came out of the gatehouse. He glanced in her direction, and Anna heard that they were already chasing her. Turning around, she saw five men. Turning around, she saw that the guard was blocking her way. The woman tried to go around him and run towards the gate as the man jumped sharply, throwing the woman to the ground. He pinned her to the pavement and put her hands behind her back. He pulled out the handcuffs and snapped them on the woman's wrists.

“Help!” shouted Anna.

“Who's going to help you, there's nobody here but us,” grinned the guard.

“Gotcha?!” a cheerful voice asked the guard.

“You bet! Guys, just give me the handcuffs back later!” he shouted. "I'll get my head kicked in by my superiors.”

“Thanks, Tom, we'll have them back in five minutes!”

The guys who had escorted the woman to the bathroom picked her up under her arms and dragged her unceremoniously back to the warehouse. Bitter tears streamed from Anna's eyes. She was led back to the room where she had already been.

“Why did you run away? We haven't finished our conversation yet,” the man asked, looking at Anna standing barefoot and handcuffed in front of him. He held a pistol in lowered hand and Anna shivered. “Uncuff her, you idiots!”

The guys released the woman's hands.

“Take off your clothes,” the masked kidnapper ordered.

“I'm sorry, what?” sobbed a frightened Anna.

“I said: take your clothes off!” the man looked angrily.

“Completely?”

“Yes, completely. We have no desire to chase you all over the place, we'll have to take drastic measures!” the man raised his gun.

"OK, OK, I'm getting undressed," the woman sobbed and took off her jacket and blouse. Then it was the turn of the trousers. Leaving her in her underwear, she looked pleadingly at her captor. The man gestured with his gun for her to continue. Finally, Anna was completely naked. An already familiar girl with short hair entered the room. She was carrying a sports bag on her shoulder. Anna looked at the girl's face and recognized her as a sick employee.
The girl pulled a roll of rope from the bag with a sneering smile. The girl deftly tied Anna's wrists behind her back. Then she began to tie up the woman's body. Several skeins of rope, at the same time, pressed the woman's shoulders to her torso and emphasized her breasts. She tied Anna's legs in three places - ankles, thighs and shins. Another rope was wrapped around Anna's neck, leaving the other end free. Then, the kidnappers placed the woman on a table and tied the remaining loose end of the rope to her ankles. The weeping woman lay in a humiliating and deadly position, while the girl took a camera out of her bag and, placing a fresh newspaper next to Anna, took some photographs.

“We'll send this photos to your husband,” the girl explained. “Let him think about where to get the money for your ransom.”

The male kidnapper only smirked as he looked at Anna. The woman had a faint hope that Alexander could save her by finding the money.

“I can hardly breathe,” Anna whispered. “Please remove the rope from my throat!”

“You're quite the master!” praised the man to his accomplice. “Where did you study?”

“I had good teachers,” smiled the girl.

“Please untie the rope around my neck!” pleaded Anna.

“Answer first - have you named all the existing copies of documents? Mind you, if you lie, your loved ones will be next to you in the same position. Do you understand?”

“Yes! I forgot to say, that there is another copy!”

“Where? You will be a good mother and wife and tell me where the flash drive is, won't you?”

“I'll tell you,” the woman sobbed. “The fourth drawer has a double bottom. It contains a flash drive!”

“Well look,” the man grinned. “Shelly, untie the rope.”

With a sigh, the girl untied the rope from the woman's neck, tying it to her wrists instead. Hogtied Anna breathed deeply, filling her lungs with that sweet air. Shelly, meanwhile, pulled a large cloth from her bag, crumpled it up, and shoved it into the woman's mouth. She wrapped several layers of duct tape around the woman's head. The kidnappers walked away, leaving the woman alone.

"You shouldn't have got involved in this, Mrs. King. If it weren't for your curiosity, we would have just withdrawn the money and dispersed peacefully, but now you know too much. We’ll definitely find the flash drive. Unfortunately, we can't let you go right now. You'll have to stay here for a while, until you can't mess things up any more."


***

Several days merged in Anna's mind into a never-ending nightmare. She would fall into a half-slumber, then abruptly wake up in terror. Occasionally her wrists were untied from her ankles and she was released to go to the bathroom. Each time the trip to the restroom was accompanied by a bunch of onlookers of the most gangly kind, who laughed out loud at the sight of a humiliated, weeping woman hopping helplessly between the racks to the other end of the warehouse. She was then dragged back and hogtied again. She was fed some disgusting tasting slimy porridge. All these days she did not see the male kidnapper interrogating her. It was not until about a week later that he appeared in her cell. In his hands he carried a rolled-up newspaper.

"Good afternoon, Mrs King!" he smiled. "Though it won't be exactly kind to you."

The man unfolded the paper and opened it to the correct page, shoving it under the woman's nose. Anna ran her eyes over the notice.

"MMMmmPHHHhh!" she moaned loudly, wriggling in her restraints.

The article said:

"The deputy to CEO of the company... has been put on a federal wanted list for fraud on a particularly large scale. It has come to our attention that Anna King was transferring money for the supply of medical equipment... She fled in her own car, which was later found abandoned in a car park outside a hypermarket..."

"Luckily no ransom was needed for you, we managed to collect the money before the feds raided the office. We can't let you go either," the man smiled.

Anna felt a chilling terror begin to take hold of her.

"Don't worry, we won't kill you. Your family is untouchable now altogether, they're being guarded by the feds. You and your situation have taken an interest in my old pal, Mr. Lewis. He wants to meet with you…"