Sophie's Dilemma M/F
Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2019 10:32 pm
End of a long day
Sophie pays for the cab and closes the door to her house after another long, hard day. 10 hours in a job she hates and now she all she wanted was an early night.
She deposited her bag in the living room and went to the bedroom. She stared at herself in the mirror, at 35 she still had a figure from her 20's and her long dark brown hair flowed like silk between her shoulder blades. Her high cheek bones, lithe figure, cold smile and brown eyes gave her an air of superiority that she did not feel. Instead she felt invisible, constantly working harder than everyone around her, always getting passed over for promotion. She longed for something more.
She removed her jacket and shirt on the way to the bathroom and started the shower. Deep in thought she returned to the bedroom and removed the rest of her clothes. Returning to the bathroom she dropped the robe and plunged into the cleansing deluge.
The warm and powerful shower massages her aching body and washed her troubles away. She slowly washed and luxuriates in the waters warmth. Some days this was her only pleasure, this was one of those days.
Half an hour later she emerged and after grabbing a robe, dried and plaited her hair. She contemplated a light meal but chose her bed, she was so tired. She passes out, wearing just her robe as her closet door opens.
He emerges into the cool bedroom air after hiding an hour ago. "Just like clockwork." He thinks to himself. He had been watching her for some time, learning her routine.
The drug he put in the shower head worked like a charm. He cleaned out the shower head and rinsed out the shower to remove all traces of the drugs, before returning to the bedroom.
She stirred on the bed as he entered but did not wake. He quietly packed a bag for her and deposited her clothing from the day in the wash basket, before retrieving her handbag.
Packing
"Time to get on the move." he said quietly to himself as he picked up a pair of jeans underwear and a t-shirt for the sleeping beauty. He admired her for a moment. Even asleep and without makeup she had a natural beauty which touched him.
He gently placed cotton wool pads over her eyes before wrapping bondage tape around her head to hold them in place. He tenderly opens her mouth and fills it with her foam ball and seals it in with several more wraps of tape from her nose to her chin.
He takes her hand and wraps her fist in tape preventing her from opening her hands. Carefully he pulls her arms behind her and wraps her wrists palm to palm and cinched with more tape. He works up her arms wrapping and cinching from her wrists up past her elbows. Sitting her up he wraps her body from her shoulders to her waist pinning her arms against her back.
Laying her down gently, he moves to her legs wrapping first her ankles the her legs above and below the knees and her thighs. Rolling her onto her side, he bends her legs and then wraps more tape behind her knees and behind her neck. Her ankles and thighs are then bound together completing the ball tie.
He lifts her with ease and deposits her bound form into the large holdall he brought. Zipping it closed he sighs "Why is packing for a vacation so tiring?"
The Drive
It is about 1am, the air is cool against his skin as her loads his holdall and her luggage into his car. After making sure she cannot slide around and hurt herself he closes the boot of the car. He starts the car, it's engine quiet in the night and he slips away wit his precious cargo into the darkness. He stops on the bridge as he leaves the city and takes Sophie's phone and drops it unseen, onto a passing barge, before resuming his journey.
In the holdall, Sophie stirs. She notices how dark it is and reached for the light. "What is going on?" She wonders as her arms won't budge, she tried to stretch to no avail. She starts thrashing but cannot move. Her gag makes her screams like ghosts, barely there, but her sobs are real. Exhausted and still under the effects of the drugs, sleep and terrible dreams claim her once more.
The car pushes on into the night.
The Arrival
It is still dark when he pulls into the driveway. He exits the car into the cool air and opens the boot. Unzipping the holdall he checks her pulse, strong and steady. He closes the bag and carries it and her overnight bag inside.
He lifts her out of the bag, and carries her upstairs the swiftly releases her from the ball tie and cuts her arms and legs free, leaving the blindfold and gag in place and keeping her fists wrapped.
He removes her jeans, checking her legs and arms for anywhere that the tape pinched. Satisfied that she is ok, soft leather cuffs secure her wrists and ankles before he locks them to the corners of the bed, leaving her spread eagled on her back. He places a duvet over her sleeping form and leaves her to sleep it off.
Dreaming
Sophie is a cheerleader, her team is losing and they need inspiration, so she starts her routine. She does a star jump and realises she is stuck. She stirs in her slumber.
Sophie is snorkelling, the warm sea feels good against her skin as she is surrounded by fish of all colours. She strikes out for deeper water. But her outstretched arms don't move. She thrashes in the water, her air getting low as the shark emerges from the gloom. She stirs once more.
Sophie has been sunbathing all afternoon. "Time to go I guess" She muses. She moves to get up and head for the shade but cannot move. She calls for help but other sun bathers cannot hear her. She fights to move but cannot. Her skin is starting to burn as the tide starts to turn.
Sophie floats in darkness on a gentle pool. Her limbs are tickled by the current as she slowly moves across the surface of the water. The air feels warm on her body. She is moving faster as the pool joins a river. Swept ever onward she tries to roll over so she can swim to shore but the water won't ler her. She struggles in vain as she races towards the waterfall. "No!!!" she screams in silence not even heard by herself.
Sophie is a sky diver, first jump of the day, excitement fills her as she exits the plane and spreads her arms and legs to slow her descent. The wind rushing past her makes her feel alive but something is not right. She needs to deploy her parachute but her arms won't bend, she can't reach the cord. She panics as all she can do is look in horror as the ground races toward her. She is about to crash.
From bad dreams to a nightmare
She wakes with a start thrashing and screaming. Her limbs won't respond, she cannot see and she cannot speak. Panic seizes her as she struggles for freedom. She feels his hand on her shoulder and his breath on her neck as he whispers into her ear "You are safe for now, no harm will come to you provided you do what you are told, when you are told. I am sorry for your confinement, but it is necessary."
She whimpers and stops moving, shrinking in to herself. Scared to breath she waits in silence.
"I have been instructed to obtain the combination to your company's safe by any means necessary. I will not hurt you unless I have to."
Her mind races, her breathing quickens. "I have never been told the combination to the safe." The thought makes her go cold inside. She moans and tries to tell her captor she hasn't got it but the gag swallows her pleas. She starts to sob.
"I will leave you to decide, how you want to play this." The voice announces piercing her panic.
She shakes and writhes against her bonds screaming into her gag as she hears the door click shut.
Sophie pays for the cab and closes the door to her house after another long, hard day. 10 hours in a job she hates and now she all she wanted was an early night.
She deposited her bag in the living room and went to the bedroom. She stared at herself in the mirror, at 35 she still had a figure from her 20's and her long dark brown hair flowed like silk between her shoulder blades. Her high cheek bones, lithe figure, cold smile and brown eyes gave her an air of superiority that she did not feel. Instead she felt invisible, constantly working harder than everyone around her, always getting passed over for promotion. She longed for something more.
She removed her jacket and shirt on the way to the bathroom and started the shower. Deep in thought she returned to the bedroom and removed the rest of her clothes. Returning to the bathroom she dropped the robe and plunged into the cleansing deluge.
The warm and powerful shower massages her aching body and washed her troubles away. She slowly washed and luxuriates in the waters warmth. Some days this was her only pleasure, this was one of those days.
Half an hour later she emerged and after grabbing a robe, dried and plaited her hair. She contemplated a light meal but chose her bed, she was so tired. She passes out, wearing just her robe as her closet door opens.
He emerges into the cool bedroom air after hiding an hour ago. "Just like clockwork." He thinks to himself. He had been watching her for some time, learning her routine.
The drug he put in the shower head worked like a charm. He cleaned out the shower head and rinsed out the shower to remove all traces of the drugs, before returning to the bedroom.
She stirred on the bed as he entered but did not wake. He quietly packed a bag for her and deposited her clothing from the day in the wash basket, before retrieving her handbag.
Packing
"Time to get on the move." he said quietly to himself as he picked up a pair of jeans underwear and a t-shirt for the sleeping beauty. He admired her for a moment. Even asleep and without makeup she had a natural beauty which touched him.
He gently placed cotton wool pads over her eyes before wrapping bondage tape around her head to hold them in place. He tenderly opens her mouth and fills it with her foam ball and seals it in with several more wraps of tape from her nose to her chin.
He takes her hand and wraps her fist in tape preventing her from opening her hands. Carefully he pulls her arms behind her and wraps her wrists palm to palm and cinched with more tape. He works up her arms wrapping and cinching from her wrists up past her elbows. Sitting her up he wraps her body from her shoulders to her waist pinning her arms against her back.
Laying her down gently, he moves to her legs wrapping first her ankles the her legs above and below the knees and her thighs. Rolling her onto her side, he bends her legs and then wraps more tape behind her knees and behind her neck. Her ankles and thighs are then bound together completing the ball tie.
He lifts her with ease and deposits her bound form into the large holdall he brought. Zipping it closed he sighs "Why is packing for a vacation so tiring?"
The Drive
It is about 1am, the air is cool against his skin as her loads his holdall and her luggage into his car. After making sure she cannot slide around and hurt herself he closes the boot of the car. He starts the car, it's engine quiet in the night and he slips away wit his precious cargo into the darkness. He stops on the bridge as he leaves the city and takes Sophie's phone and drops it unseen, onto a passing barge, before resuming his journey.
In the holdall, Sophie stirs. She notices how dark it is and reached for the light. "What is going on?" She wonders as her arms won't budge, she tried to stretch to no avail. She starts thrashing but cannot move. Her gag makes her screams like ghosts, barely there, but her sobs are real. Exhausted and still under the effects of the drugs, sleep and terrible dreams claim her once more.
The car pushes on into the night.
The Arrival
It is still dark when he pulls into the driveway. He exits the car into the cool air and opens the boot. Unzipping the holdall he checks her pulse, strong and steady. He closes the bag and carries it and her overnight bag inside.
He lifts her out of the bag, and carries her upstairs the swiftly releases her from the ball tie and cuts her arms and legs free, leaving the blindfold and gag in place and keeping her fists wrapped.
He removes her jeans, checking her legs and arms for anywhere that the tape pinched. Satisfied that she is ok, soft leather cuffs secure her wrists and ankles before he locks them to the corners of the bed, leaving her spread eagled on her back. He places a duvet over her sleeping form and leaves her to sleep it off.
Dreaming
Sophie is a cheerleader, her team is losing and they need inspiration, so she starts her routine. She does a star jump and realises she is stuck. She stirs in her slumber.
Sophie is snorkelling, the warm sea feels good against her skin as she is surrounded by fish of all colours. She strikes out for deeper water. But her outstretched arms don't move. She thrashes in the water, her air getting low as the shark emerges from the gloom. She stirs once more.
Sophie has been sunbathing all afternoon. "Time to go I guess" She muses. She moves to get up and head for the shade but cannot move. She calls for help but other sun bathers cannot hear her. She fights to move but cannot. Her skin is starting to burn as the tide starts to turn.
Sophie floats in darkness on a gentle pool. Her limbs are tickled by the current as she slowly moves across the surface of the water. The air feels warm on her body. She is moving faster as the pool joins a river. Swept ever onward she tries to roll over so she can swim to shore but the water won't ler her. She struggles in vain as she races towards the waterfall. "No!!!" she screams in silence not even heard by herself.
Sophie is a sky diver, first jump of the day, excitement fills her as she exits the plane and spreads her arms and legs to slow her descent. The wind rushing past her makes her feel alive but something is not right. She needs to deploy her parachute but her arms won't bend, she can't reach the cord. She panics as all she can do is look in horror as the ground races toward her. She is about to crash.
From bad dreams to a nightmare
She wakes with a start thrashing and screaming. Her limbs won't respond, she cannot see and she cannot speak. Panic seizes her as she struggles for freedom. She feels his hand on her shoulder and his breath on her neck as he whispers into her ear "You are safe for now, no harm will come to you provided you do what you are told, when you are told. I am sorry for your confinement, but it is necessary."
She whimpers and stops moving, shrinking in to herself. Scared to breath she waits in silence.
"I have been instructed to obtain the combination to your company's safe by any means necessary. I will not hurt you unless I have to."
Her mind races, her breathing quickens. "I have never been told the combination to the safe." The thought makes her go cold inside. She moans and tries to tell her captor she hasn't got it but the gag swallows her pleas. She starts to sob.
"I will leave you to decide, how you want to play this." The voice announces piercing her panic.
She shakes and writhes against her bonds screaming into her gag as she hears the door click shut.