Fantasy Comes True MF/M, The Conclusion
Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2021 7:15 pm
Christopher had always fantasized about being kidnapped, being tied up and gagged and having a hand cover his mouth. He used to write stories of this happening to him in notebooks, made drawings and what not. Well, his parents found out about it and they decided to give him the experience he fantasized about so much. Especially since they were featured in a few of his notebook writings. They had planned it and now they were going to kidnap their 30 year old son and hold him captive.
His dad was 6'0", muscular build, had brown hair and eyes. He was wearing black denim jeans, tan work boots and shirtless. His mom was 5'6", athletic build, had red hair and green eyes. She wore a light blue sports bra, black denim jeans and had white sneakers. Christopher wore a white t shirt with a red zipped up hoodie over it, blue denim jeans and black sneakers.
Christopher was leaving to run errands and walked into the garage where he kept his electric scooter. He walked in and his parents came out from their hiding places, they had a copy of his house key to get in. They snuck up behind him slowly. When he was halfway to his scooter, his dad grabbed him from behind with both arms and held him in a bear hug. "HELP, HELP HEL-MMMM MMMPH MMMPH MMMPH MMMMPPHH" was all Christopher could get out before his mom clamped both hands over his mouth nice and tight.
Christopher struggled with all his might and screamed, or at least tried, as loud as he could into the two hands keeping him quiet. "He's putting up a bigger fight than I thought he would" he heard his dad say. "Our son can't seem to be quiet" he heard his mom say "it figures that this is the way way to get him to stop talking." "Shut up, shut up" his dad said to him "you've got a big mouth and you don't know how to just close it." "Sssssshhhhh, just relax Christopher. Don't try and speak. Your father and I are going to kidnap you and make you our prisoner" his mom told him. They dragged their son out of the garage and into the house as he wigglesd and squirmed and let out muffled cries and grunts.
His mom let go of his mouth and grabbed his ankles and legs with both arms. He screamed for help but his dad clamped a big hand over his mouth and told him shut up once more. They carried their son into his room and they both restrained him with both arms. "HELP! I'M BEING KIDN-MMMM" he tried to yell before his dad covered his mouth. "Just Shut Up" his dad told him. He let go of Christopher's mouth once he quieted down. "MY PARENTS ARE KIDNA- MMMMMMMPH MMMM MM MMMMMM" he tried to yell before his mom clapped her hand over his mouth. "Sweetie, I'm gonna really need you to shut up okay? Just shut your fucking mouth okay?" His mom said in a soothing and scolding tone.
She held him with her arm with an iron grip and held his mouth shut while his dad looked for stuff to restrain him with. His dad found bungee cords of different sizes and latch straps in his bottom nightstand drawer. He bound Christopher's legs together with the bungee cords. Then his mom bound his wrists and arms with the bungee cords and used the latch straps to bind his arms to his body. His dad held Christopher's mouth while she did this. His mom took a couple of green bandanas out of his dresser drawer and stuffed them into his mouth. She took a roll of black colored duct tape and handed it to Christopher's dad. Be placed multiple strips of tape over his mouth in the shape of an X.
Christopher's mom wrapped her arms around his upper body while his dad grabbed his legs and they carried him out of the house and to their car. They placed him in the trunk. "In you go my special little guy" his mom said in a caring tone as they closed the trunk. They went back into Christopher's house and grabbed a few notebooks of his. They got in the car and drove to a motel where they reserved a room until tomorrow. It's only 24 hours my sweet angel his mom thought to herself. This was all in good fun of course. Once they explained the situation, he might be a little calmer.
His dad was 6'0", muscular build, had brown hair and eyes. He was wearing black denim jeans, tan work boots and shirtless. His mom was 5'6", athletic build, had red hair and green eyes. She wore a light blue sports bra, black denim jeans and had white sneakers. Christopher wore a white t shirt with a red zipped up hoodie over it, blue denim jeans and black sneakers.
Christopher was leaving to run errands and walked into the garage where he kept his electric scooter. He walked in and his parents came out from their hiding places, they had a copy of his house key to get in. They snuck up behind him slowly. When he was halfway to his scooter, his dad grabbed him from behind with both arms and held him in a bear hug. "HELP, HELP HEL-MMMM MMMPH MMMPH MMMPH MMMMPPHH" was all Christopher could get out before his mom clamped both hands over his mouth nice and tight.
Christopher struggled with all his might and screamed, or at least tried, as loud as he could into the two hands keeping him quiet. "He's putting up a bigger fight than I thought he would" he heard his dad say. "Our son can't seem to be quiet" he heard his mom say "it figures that this is the way way to get him to stop talking." "Shut up, shut up" his dad said to him "you've got a big mouth and you don't know how to just close it." "Sssssshhhhh, just relax Christopher. Don't try and speak. Your father and I are going to kidnap you and make you our prisoner" his mom told him. They dragged their son out of the garage and into the house as he wigglesd and squirmed and let out muffled cries and grunts.
His mom let go of his mouth and grabbed his ankles and legs with both arms. He screamed for help but his dad clamped a big hand over his mouth and told him shut up once more. They carried their son into his room and they both restrained him with both arms. "HELP! I'M BEING KIDN-MMMM" he tried to yell before his dad covered his mouth. "Just Shut Up" his dad told him. He let go of Christopher's mouth once he quieted down. "MY PARENTS ARE KIDNA- MMMMMMMPH MMMM MM MMMMMM" he tried to yell before his mom clapped her hand over his mouth. "Sweetie, I'm gonna really need you to shut up okay? Just shut your fucking mouth okay?" His mom said in a soothing and scolding tone.
She held him with her arm with an iron grip and held his mouth shut while his dad looked for stuff to restrain him with. His dad found bungee cords of different sizes and latch straps in his bottom nightstand drawer. He bound Christopher's legs together with the bungee cords. Then his mom bound his wrists and arms with the bungee cords and used the latch straps to bind his arms to his body. His dad held Christopher's mouth while she did this. His mom took a couple of green bandanas out of his dresser drawer and stuffed them into his mouth. She took a roll of black colored duct tape and handed it to Christopher's dad. Be placed multiple strips of tape over his mouth in the shape of an X.
Christopher's mom wrapped her arms around his upper body while his dad grabbed his legs and they carried him out of the house and to their car. They placed him in the trunk. "In you go my special little guy" his mom said in a caring tone as they closed the trunk. They went back into Christopher's house and grabbed a few notebooks of his. They got in the car and drove to a motel where they reserved a room until tomorrow. It's only 24 hours my sweet angel his mom thought to herself. This was all in good fun of course. Once they explained the situation, he might be a little calmer.