Dave A. : 01 - Revenge Kidnapping (FF/M)

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01 - Revenge Kidnapping
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By Dave A.

Thursday March 9th 2000 06:33:09

This is an account of my first bondage experience where I had not been tied up by my own hand. I had been into bondage since I was a child, but my fascination had never been fully realized until my senior year of college.

That year I was living in a dorm, still, and my buddy Dan shared an off-campus apartment with two female friends. Yes, I secretly hated him. To make a long story short and get to the good stuff, I had been asked by Dan one evening to pick up his roommates, Erin and Lisa, at a local restaurant where they both worked. I believe that they were scheduled to get off around 10 or so that evening, but I do not remember too well because I went to a party that night and had way too much to drink. First let me say in my defense that I had fully intended to pick up the girls that night, I just sort of forgot.

The next morning I got a call from Dan who was understandably angry since he had been paged off his date to pick up his roommates. I apologized and since we were pretty good friends, all was forgiven. Unfortunately, that wasn't the end of it.

A few hours later, Lisa called and proceeded to yell at me for what I had done to she and Erin the night before. Lisa was in no mood to hear an apology and since she wouldn't listen to reason on the phone I hung up on her.

About two and a half weeks later, a Friday, I decided to call Dan up to see if he wanted to go out for a few drinks. Erin answered the phone and said that Dan was out running errands and to go ahead and come by. Unbeknownst to me at the time, Dan had gone home for the weekend. I had no idea of the trap that I was about to walk into.

When I got to Dan's apartment, I noticed that the door was slightly ajar. Being somewhat concerned, I slowly opened the door the rest of the way and stepped inside. The light was on in the living room, and at first glance nothing appeared to be stolen. That's when it happened. Suddenly the light was turned off and the room was plunged into darkness. I felt someone hit me in the stomach and doubled over in pain. A pillowcase was thrown over my head and I was pushed to the floor. There was a well placed knee jamming itself painfully into the small of my back, my head was being pulled back inside the pillowcase, and my arms were being stretched out on the floor above my head. Before I knew it, my wrists had been securely bound with rope. The pillowcase was removed and light flooded into my eyes.

"Now what is this about!" I stammered angrily.

Erin and Lisa stood on either side of me, each tightly holding an arm and grinning evilly.

"This is about the rude way you treated us the other night, and how you're going to get what you've got coming to you" said Erin.

The girls dragged me into their bedroom. I tried to fight them, but with my hands tied it was no use. I tried not to move my legs, but they would kick me in the knees when I would stop. The next thing I knew, my arms were raised tightly above my head, my wrists tied to a clothes hook bolted to the back of the bedroom door.

"Guys, look I'm sorry, I really..."

"Save it!" shouted Erin, cutting me off. Immediately she unfastened my pants and grabbed my testicles with her hand. I'm sure I looked quite scared at this point, but Erin was grinning from ear to ear.

"Now, I want you to hold very still or I will squeeze very, very hard."

I meekly nodded my compliance to her demand and stood there quietly while Lisa took some scissors and began to cut my t-shirt off. After my shirt was removed, Lisa took off my sneakers and socks, then my pants and underwear until I was totally naked. Being bound naked in front of two very attractive women was having the obvious effect on me, and Lisa remarked at how stiff I was.

"Yes," said Erin "it's too bad the only way you men can think is with those things. We'll use it to torture you later."

"Look, I'm very sorry about the other night. I really didn't mean to forget about you guys, honest."

"You had your chance to explain" said Lisa, "now its time to be quiet."

With that, she crammed my underwear in my mouth as far as it would go and tied a bandanna around my head to hold it in place. I was released from the hook and sat in a wooden ladderback chair in the dining room. A good deal of rope was wrapped around my torso, pinning my arms to my sides and tight against the chair. My wrists were untied, and then retied down to the sides of the chair. Some rope was wrapped around the tops of my legs holding me to the seat and finally my ankles were tied.

"That should hold you good for a while" Erin said. "We're going to pick up some goodies for you and go by our sorority house to bring some friends over for the fun we promised them. Make yourself comfortable, we won't be gone too long." They waved, giggled and finally left.

Now, under different circumstances, I would have been content to stay right where I was. However, the girls seemed to be rather upset with me at the moment, and I didn't think that my time with them was going to be all that pleasureable. So, I immediately began to struggle. My bonds were rather tight, and after twenty minutes of trying to get loose, it seemed that all I did was work myself into a sweat I did manage to work a few coils of rope that were around my body over the tops of my shoulders. It let me bend over a bit, but that was all. That was when I came to a few realizations. First, I wasn't blindfolded. Secondly, I was near the kitchen where things to cut myself loose were kept, and third although my ankles were tied, my feet weren't tied to the frame of the chair. I looked down and saw that the knot was to the back of the tie, next to my heels. I swung my legs to the right side of the chair, and tried to bend my feet to the back where my right hand was tied against the frame. Luckily I was able to reach the knot, and after some work I was able to get my feet untied. I now found that I could stand, with the chair bound to me, and since my legs weren't tied below my knees I carefully made my way into the kitchen.

The utensil drawers were at about the same height as my hands, so I began opening drawers looking for a knife. I found where the knives were kept, but found that with my hands tied to the chair, I couldn't reach over the edge of the drawer to pick one up. I had the thought to pick one up with my mouth, but the gag made it impossible. I then thought of ways to remove the gag, and after a second inspiration came. I made my way back into the girls' bedroom. I must have been a sight, shuffling around naked while tied to a chair. Lucky for me I didn't trip, and even luckier they had left their closet open. I worked my way inside and sat myself down again. I wanted to get a clothes hanger, but with my legs tied to the seat of the chair, I couldn't get my feet up high enough. Eventually, I figured out that if I tilted the chair back against the opposite wall, I could barely get at one of the hangers with my toes. I kicked it off the bar, and with a couple of jerks, righted the chair.

By grabbing the hanger with my toes, I was able to pass it back to one of my tied hands. Fortunately, my earlier struggles had loosened my upper body somewhat and I was able to bend over enough to slip the hook of the hanger under my gag. Much to my relief I pulled the bandana down around my neck and spat out the underwear.

I hobbled back into the kitchen and was now able to get the knife with my mouth. I dropped it on the floor and again using my feet to pass the knife back to a hand, I was able to cut a wrist loose. After that I was free in less than three minutes.

It seemed that the girls had taken my clothes, save for my underwear. I rummaged through Dan's things and found a pair of jeans that would fit and threw on a t-shirt. Unfortunately I didn't find any shoes that I could wear, with my car keys in my jeans pocket it was going to be a long walk back to the dorm barefoot. I quickly decided that I should get moving and began the trek. I had not even made it out of the complex parking lot before I saw a familiar car turn in ahead of me...

Dave A.
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Monday March 13th 2000 04:20:37

I'm very pleased that my story has been well received. Now, on with the tale...

I saw a familiar car pull into the parking lot of the apartment complex where my friend Dan lived, and from where I was now trying to escape. I had been by his enough to know that his roommate, Erin, drove a white Ford Escort. The car had now made it into the parking lot and was heading toward the building in front of which I was standing. I immediately darted back into the building and ran to Dan's front door. Unfortunately, the door must have locked behind me when I left. I tried the knob several times but couldn't get it to open.

I abandoned the idea of trying to get back into the apartment and walked through the door that opened to the courtyard on the other side of the building. I thought that if I could make my way to the other side of the complex, I could be on my way home without Erin or Lisa being the wiser. I walked across the courtyard, past the swimming pool to the other side of the complex. I passed a group of three college girls who had just entered the courtyard from the building I was planning to use as an exit.

"Hey wait a minute, that's him!" came a shout from behind me as I opened the door to the building.

It was at that moment that I realized that Erin and Lisa might have brought reinforcements from their sorority house. I quickly pulled the door shut and tore through the building almost throwing myself out the door on the other side. I was in a parking lot on the other side of the complex, I looked to my right and saw the street a distance away. I began to run and heard a commotion behind me as the sorority girls emerged from the building.

"Katie stop him!" someone shouted from behind.

Suddenly the door of the van I was running next to flew open and smacked right into me knocking me to the ground. There was a pain in my knee and I had the wind knocked out of me, but I thought I was all right.

"You didn't have to hit him that hard" a voice said.

"I didn't mean to, I was just getting out of the van. Is he hurt?"

"He might have a bruise or two, but he looks alright otherwise. Help me get him in the back."

I felt a few groups of hands start to pick me up under my arms. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to walk just yet. My knee was a little sore, and I hadn't quite caught my breath. Just as I had that thought, some one lifted my legs up by the ankles and I felt myself being carried. I resisted a little, but in my current state, I wasn't able to put up much of a struggle. I was loaded into the van through one of the side doors. Two of the girls got in the front, the other two got in the back with me. One of them had quickly locked my wrists behind my back with a pair of handcuffs, while the other was busy affixing shackles to my ankles. I glanced down and noticed that they weren't the police issue variety, but rather two leather cuffs attached to a short chain with a pair of small padlocks.

"Come on guys, you're taking this too far" I said. "You really hurt me back there".

The girl sitting on my right slapped me in the face. "Quit whining" she said, ripping off a long piece of duct tape that was placed snugly over my mouth. "Katie, drive around to the other side and pick up Erin and Lisa. I imagine the little prick here is going to be in a lot of trouble after getting loose like he did."

I didn't know the names of any of these girls, but the one to my right sounded particularly sinister. She was a brunette with deep brown eyes, her long chestnut hair coming down over her shoulders. She was wearing a light-blue tight fitting t-shirt that left just a little bit of belly showing between it and her jeans. Being roughed up by this little beauty was really starting to turn me on, and I had a suspicion that she was a long way from finished. I wasn't able to get a good look at the girl sitting to my left because she was constantly moving around. A tight leather strap was tightly buckled around my upper arms, squeezing them against my body and in combination with the handcuffs effectively rendered my arms useless. Then she fastened a seatbelt around me, tightly of course. The next thing she did was to lock a thick leather collar around my neck. From what I could see there were three d-rings, one in the front and two on the sides. There must have been one in the back as well because someone had run a strap through it and was pulling it down behind the seat. This had the effect of arching my neck back over the top of the seat.

I tested my bonds a little and found that I was pretty effectively bound to the seat. The only movement I was able to produce was in moving my eyes from side to side and lifting my legs. Unfortunately this produced a jingle from the chain in my shackles, drawing my captors attention to my legs. My feet were then bonded to the seat by strips upon strips of duct tape by the girl to my left with dirty blond hair. I say this because I was able to briefly see her face before I was blindfolded.

I felt the van come to a stop and heard the door open.

"The little creep got away" I heard a familiar voice say.

"No he didn't" said sinister girl, "we caught him on the other side of the building."

A sudden weight came over me as someone, I correctly presumed it was Erin, straddled me on the seat.

"Well, well, well. That was very bad of you to try to get away from us Davie, very bad indeed" she said, grabbing me by the hair and pulling my head forward against the collar. It began to choke me a little bit before she released me and I coughed a bit behind my gag. I could hear the breath going heavily through my nostrils. Erin pulled my shirt up over the back of my head and started to undo Dan's jeans.

"And to think I was going to reward you for being so patient."

She began to slowly kiss my chest and rub my already swollen manhood with her hand. As she moved up to my neck I could feel her breasts pressing against me. I was able writhe a little, but could do no more in my helplessness. The tightness of my bondage was only heightening the sexual excitement caused by Erin's sensual teasing. Seconds later I could barely think as I was being pushed closer and closer to the brink.

"Ooooo, I had better stop Davie, or you're going to make a mess."

The mere suggestion of here stopping was enough to evoke a deep whiny moan from me.

"You'll do anything I say as long as I keep this up won't you."

I was barely conscious of what she said, all I knew was that I was trying to nod yes as best I could.

"You see girls, all men can be controlled like this. All it takes is the simple application of sexual frustration." Suddenly she removed her hand. "Sorry Dave, you're not getting that for a long time."

This enraged me and I immediately began to protest by growling and struggling furiously. This was met by a slap in the face from Erin.

"Stop it David, you can't get loose so there's no point in trying, and if you don't settle down you're just going to get hit again."

The futility of the situation set in, and I calmed down physically, but was unable to relax myself sexually. I wasn't sure where we ended up. The drive seemed like it took over an hour. When the van finally stopped the side door was open, and some of my bondage was undone. The duct tape was taken off my ankles and the strap attached to my collar was taken off the back and reattached to the front as a lead. After the seatbelt was released, Erin told me to get moving and pushed me towards the door of the van. I was helped outside and pulled forward by my leash. I tried to pull back against it, but someone jabbed me in the back with some kind of stick.

"Ah, ah, none of that Davie" came Erin's voice. "It's not going to do you any good."

That was somewhat of an understatement. Even if I could yank the leash away from whoever was pulling me, I was still handcuffed, and the accursed shackles would definitely keep me from running. I was lead inside a building and then felt myself being guided down a flight of stairs. At the bottom there was a short walk and then I was stopped.

"Take his pants down" I heard Erin say.

I then felt something cold being applied to my stiff penis.

"This is called a penis cage" came Erin's voice again. "I've always wanted to try one of these out. Right now this particular model is attached to a small controller so if you do something I don't like..." Suddenly I felt a surge of intense pain run through my penis and scrotum doubling me over. I would have fallen if someone hadn't caught me. I moaned a whine out from under my gag. "Do you understand, David?".

I sadly nodded that I did and made a mental note never to cross these psycho bitches again. My pants were completely removed and the chain connecting my ankles was taken away. I had guessed that a spreader bar was attached in its place because I suddenly became unable to close my legs. The handcuffs and arm binder were removed and my shirt was taken off. My arms were raised above my head and locked into new cuffs attached to the ceiling above me. Then I heard a clicking sound and found myself being pulled up by the arms. It was then I realized that my ankle cuffs were also chained to the floor because I felt myself being stretched taut. When it was stopped I was standing on tiptoe, the balls of my feet barely touching the cold floor and my arms pulled high above me. Then my blindfold was removed.

I winced as the dim light from the lone light bulb flooded into my eyes. I couldn't see much past the area I was in, but I surmised I was in a basement. Both my wrists and ankles were locked in cuffs attached to spreader bars and stretched to opposite poles of my body. The only other person I saw was Erin.

"Now David, in order to begin your punishment for what you did to Lisa and I, I'm going to introduce you to one of our sorority traditions." She held up a thick wooden paddle with the sorority emblem on it for me to observe. I moaned, now resigned to my fate as Erin disappeared behind me. "You're going to get thirty licks and I want to hear you count them out. Every time you screw it up we start over, understand? Good, here we go."

The cruel bitch, of course I'm going to screw up the count with this tape over my mouth. The first lick landed with a painful smack. I screamed out the number one as best I could. Somewhere around fifteen Erin said I screwed up and started over. This went on for what seemed to be over an hour until she finished. At that point my ass was in excruciating pain and I was very thankful that I wasn't sitting down. My shoulders were killing me and I didn't have the energy to keep my head, which was dripping with sweat, upright. Being kept helpless and whipped by a beautiful woman had terribly excited me which had my penis straining against its cage and causing me great pain in my groin. Erin appeared in front of me again and lifted my head up by the chin. She took a damp cloth and wiped the sweat and tears from my face.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that David, I really am, but someone has to teach you men how to properly treat a lady. Now, I'm going to remove your gag so you can apologize to me and that had better be all that I hear from your mouth."

I nodded and she removed the tape.

"I'm sorry Erin, please, I'm so sorry. Just let me down" I begged.

"Damn it David, I told you all I wanted to hear was an apology. I'm sorry but you have a few more lessons to learn before I can let you go."

She reached into the darkness next to her and pulled out a head harness complete with ball gag, blindfold and chin strap. As she brought it near my face, I clenched my jaw in defiance.

"David, don't make this hard on yourself." She plugged my nostrils with her fingers and eventually I opened my mouth gasping for air. She deftly popped the gag in my mouth, put on the blindfold and strapped me up. Once again I was plunged into a world of silent darkness. I heard her shut off the light bulb and begin to make her way up the basement steps. "Have a good night Davie, we'll continue your lessons in the morning" and with that she left. I struggled for what seemed like a few hours, but the chains just wouldn't give. I eventually exhausted myself and drifted off to sleep...

Dave A.