Ok, I FINALLY got around to finishing this. Apologies I've been quiet for so long; I've had a lot going on. Still, I enjoyed writing this part, and hope you will enjoy it too:
Hunter's Anthology of Victims: Freddie et al
Ok, another thing you need to learn if you are to be good at this job is how to react when things don't go to plan. While there will never be a perfect guide on what to do, as no two situations are identical, seeing how the masters do it will be of some help.
Here's the context: Freddie is the cute 18 year-old I had planned to abduct. You know the type: tall, skinny but with a bit of muscle definition after beginning to work out. Thinks he's cool and sticks to the latest trends. Brown hair, shaved at the sides but longer on top. In other words, the perfect victim. I planned to take him one night, where he was at home alone for the first time since his 18th birthday. Little did I know he also had plans of his own.
Once you've got a couple of victims stored away in your domain to draw your power from, there really isn't much of a limit on the things you can do in the mortal realm. Always go for low-risk targets initially to build up your power, before doing more challenging ones. At this point, I wasn't worried about tiring myself out, so I took on my incoporeal form and simply walked through the front door, if you get my meaning. Once inside, I projected a perception bubble throughout the house. Time will pass inside the bubble just like it does outside, but no light, sound or indeed anything can exit the bubble, meaning that everything looks just as it should from the outside.
I'd chosen my time well, as the boy was still in the shower, giving me plenty of time to scope out the place undetected. I found his bedroom and waited outside for him. It didn't take him long to finish. Soon enough, there he was walking out of the bathroom, wearing just a towel around his waist. He was not dripping wet, but his body glistened nicely in the light. He walked through me, oblivious to my presence and steps into his bedroom.
I love playing with my food before I eat it, so I decided to give him a little scare. I knocked over a small picture frame which was sitting on a table in the hallway. It made a small clunk, enough to catch Freddie's attention. He came into the hall to investigate, saw the picture and stood it back up.
Meanwhile, I had walked through him back into his room and become solid again. Whilst he was glancing down the hall, I grabbed him from behind, and grabbed his mouth into a tight handgag.
"MMPH!" he yelled in shock, one hand trying to pry my hand away from his face, the other trying to free his chest from my arm. "MMPHH! MMMPHHH!"
"Hey, pretty boy," I said lustfully. "Don't be scared; we're going to have a lot of fun."
"MMPHH!" he repeated. In his struggles, his towel fell from his waist onto the floor. "MMMPHHH!" he cried again, realising what was happening.
"Stop resisting," I instructed him calmly. Mental suggestion is something I am capable of, but it is much harder to achieve results when being actively resisted. I opt instead for the easier solution of putting him to sleep.
"MMMMPH! MMMmmmmmmpphhh..." he groaned as my power overwhelmed him and put him to sleep.
I let him fall to the floor, and admired him. I had no time limit here. He would only wake up when I willed it. That being said, I am not known for being patient. I summoned the ropes I would need, and set them to work. These self-tying ropes have been such angels since I mastered their development. They always know exactly how to please me. I've been teaching them how to manipulate and move bodies around without injuring them, and it was a pleasure to watch them in motion.
They straightened Freddie out, and lifted his torso off the ground slightly to get behind him. They tied his legs together at the ankles, above and below the knees and thighs, tied his wrists together behind his back, pulling his arms taut and tying his elbows together, before tying everything off around his chest and waist, fully immobilising his arms. Finally, Freddie was lifted up and made to kneel, where his ankle ropes were secured to the ropes around his thighs, and the ropes either side of his knees were secured together. He would not be able to loosen those in any way.
I telekinetically lifted him back into the shower, dressed myself in my trusty tight speedo and summoned a nice red ballgag. I allowed him to stir just as I was strapping in the ballgag behind his head.
"Hmmmmm, NGH! MMPPPHH!" he cried as he was suddenly alerted to his predicament. He started thrashing and tugging at his ropes, trying to break free.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," I moaned. I don't like to say anything when I have captured a new slave. I let my body and his do all the talking as we engage in our elaborate dance. I decided to turn on the shower and let him enjoy the spectacle of the water flowing down me.
"MMPHH! MMPH!" he shouted and shook his head.
I responded by placing one foot onto his hardening cock and gently stroking it with my toes.
"Mmmph..." he grunted. He was becoming confused. His body was telling him to lean in and enjoy it, and his resistance began to drain. Who could say no to my physique?
I placed both of my hands behind his head and guided his face to press against the front of my speedo. With him being tied on his knees the way he was, he was the perfect height for this. Perhaps I'd give him a sample of my milk later.
Suddenly, we were interrupted by the sound of the front door opening and a voice from downstairs, "Yo, Freddie, I'm here. Are you there, mate?" It was coming from someone young and male. Someone had wondered into my perception bubble. I have to admit, this was the first time something like this had happened to me. No-one interrupts me. I have to say I was pretty annoyed.
"MMMPHHH! MMMMMMMMPHHHHHH!" Freddie screamed at the top of his lungs. This voice snapping him back to reality. He yanked his head away from my crotch and started trying to shuffle out of the shower stall.
I grabbed his chin and lifted his head to look me in the eye. "Invited a friend over, have we?" I hissed. "You are a naughty boy. I didn't say you could do that. I guess your friend here will have to join us. Shall we invite him?"
"MMMPHHH!" Freddie shouted again. He glared back at me.
"Very well," I replied. "I will do as you ask. I won't invite him; I'll force him." I conjured up a bit of string, which instantly tied itself tightly around his cock and balls, knotting itself perfectly.
"MMPH!" he squeaked as his junk was suddenly constricted.
"I want to see you struggle," I told him. "Put on a show for me, or that string will slowly get tighter and tighter. Shout, scream, try to break free, draw your friend to me, so I can ensnare him." I stepped out of the shower and stood in the corner of the bathroom, making myself incorporeal again.
Initially, Freddie stayed quiet and still, letting the shower run as normal. It didn't take long for the crotchrope to put a bit of pressure on him. Soon enough, he started struggling. "MMMPPPHHHH!" he cried. "MMMPHHHH! MMMMMMPPPPHHHHH!" He started thashing about, striving to free his arms. His torso rotated back and forth in the hopes of freeing himself. The crotchrope responded to him in turn, tightening and loosening in an effort to provoke the reaction I wanted. "MMMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHH!" he yelled during one particularly hard tug of the rope.
"Freddie? Are you alright?" the voice said. "I heard the shower running so I thought I'd wait for you."
"MMMMPHHHH! MMMMMPHHHH!" Freddie yelled, trying to warn him. I assumed anyway. The precum leaking from his very stiff cock might have suggested otherwise.
"Freddie...?" came a confused voice.
"MMMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHH!"
"Um, I'll come in if you're hurt. Tell me now if you don't want me to open the door."
"MMMMMMMPPPPPHH!"
"Alright, I'm coming in." He opened the door slowly. I swear that 18 year-olds these days all look alike. This boy had the same hairstyle and colour as Freddie, was the same build, just a little skinnier. He wore grey tracksuit bottoms, and a grey hoody. "Oh my God!" he exclaimed when he saw Freddie.
"MMMMPPPPHHH!" Freddie cried and jerked his wrists.
Our new friend seemed to have been stunned into silence. He stood there for a moment, staring. I decided it was as good a time as any to teach him the correct way to respond to a sexy guy tied up naked and helpless in front of you. I pounced, grabbing him in a tight handgag.
"MMPH!" he cried reflexively, both hands grabbing my hand and attempting to pull away.
I used my superior strength to hold on tightly, allowing me to stick my free hand down his trousers and begin jerking his cock to get it nice and hard. "Hey, pretty boy," I said to him, "you'll enjoy this!"
"MMPPPHHHH!" came his shocked reply, as my magic caused his clothes to disappear, leaving him completely naked, his now erect cock level with Freddie's face.
"It's best not to resist this part," I informed him. Keeping one hand over his mouth and the other holding tightly onto his cock, I summoned my self-tying ropes. Within seconds, his hands had been bound behind his back, his arms pinned to his torso with a tight chest harness. His legs were held together at the ankles, above and below the knees and at the thighs, with a crotchrope squeezing his balls to complete the effect.
"MMMMPHHHHHH!" he bellowed as he struggled and fought against my hand over his mouth.
"Tsk tsk," I said mockingly. "Don't you know how to treat a bound up boy like poor Freddie here? Can't you see he's begging for a bit of stimulation?" I forced him down onto his knees, and grasped the back of his head with my other hand, now that the crotchrope was in place to keep him aroused. I ensured it gave him a quick squeeze to keep his attention.
"Mph!" he squeaked.
I bent him down over Freddie. "Try not to speak. You don't want to bite down by mistake," I warned him, before removing my hand from his mouth and forcing his head down over Freddie's engorged member.
"Hey-MPH!" he grunted as his mouth was filled with his friend's cock. "Mph-mph-mph-mph..." he continued as I guided his head up and down to get his complete fill.
"MMMPHHH!" Freddie cried as he tried to wriggle away. Of course, all this accomplished was to push his member deeper down his friend's throat. This continued for a while, until his breathing became more focused. "Mmmph... Mmmmphhhh!" he moaned. He was enjoying himself now.
Before either boy could cum, I decided it was time to set them up to come home with me. I put them both to sleep again, and set to work...
***
"Mmmmm-MPH!?" Freddie awoke with the ballgag still strapped securely in place. He was lying on top of his friend, face-to-face. Both were now ballgagged.
"MMMPHHH!?" he also cried in shock.
Both guys began struggling , which quickly proved fruitless. They discovered that they were tied naked spread-eagled to a bed, with their limbs pulled taut. Their elbows chests, knees, thighs waists were attached to each other's, further limiting their movement. As they shifted about, they discovered that their balls were tightly tied together, and their cocks were both encased inside the same rubbery tube, pressing them together. Every slight tug and jerk caused the rope to tighten uncomfortably, and their cocks to rub together, which was maddening.
"MMMMMPPPPPHHHHH! MMMPHH-MMMMMPPPPHHHH!!!" they cried.
I watched them both adjust to their predicament, and gave Freddie an encoraging slap on his bare buttocks. "It's a shame I can only really reach yours, Freddie," I said mockingly. "Oh well, you deserve a punishment for inviting a friend over without my permission."
"MMPHH!" Freddie grunted as I smacked him again, causing him to jerk away from me instinctively.
"MMPHH!" his friend grunted due to the stimulation this caused.
"Don't worry," I said. "I won't forget you."
Just then, I heard a familiar sound from downstairs, like a door opening, followed by a voice. "Hey, is anyone home? Freddie? Are you there? I brought the beer!"
"MMPHHHH!" both captives shouted.
"Seriously?" I sighed, smacking Freddie's cheeks again. "Were you planning on having some kind of party tonight? How many of your dumb friends did you invite?" I paused, mostly for dramatic effect. "No matter. I can deal with this easily." I stood up to leave. "Oh, I almost forgot to turn on the vibration." The tube encasing their cocks began to vibrate strongly.
"MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH!" my captives cried and convulsed as the device sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout their bodies. They wriggled and struggled, causing their cocks to press against the other's, whilst their nipples hardned and rubbed together.
"Hey, you upstairs? Everything alright?" came the voice, as footsteps started to ascend the stairs.
"Right, here we go again," I said cheekily, fading into the shadows.
And that is how I ended up with five dumb eighteen year-olds. I have asked them for their names, but all they ever seem to do is grunt in reply with their mouths full of rubber. How rude! Never mind. I'm sure they're grateful. I saved their livers from a night of excessive drinking, and introduced them to unlimited pleasures. What's not to like? Perhaps I'll strap you down on top of one of them later. I do have a space free!