I was looking at Mr. Parker and waiting impatiently for his instructions; whatever he wanted me to do, I was sure I would do my best to please him. Even though I doubted that he would fulfill his threat and never tie me up again if I failed, I didn’t want to risk it. After all, he and his army buddies had proven many times that they could be merciless and cruel and leaving me without bondage seemed like the worst nightmare to me. On the other hand I was really nervous; Mr. Parker must have had something extraordinary in his mind if he went to such extremes. I just hoped he didn’t want me to do anything illegal or dangerous. The tension in the car became unbearable, so after several more moments of silence I decided to break it, but the giant hunk must have realized what I was up to: he grabbed my jaw in a very strong grip and moved his face towards mine; I could now feel his hot breath on my lips and cheeks.
“I wouldn’t break the silence rule, if I were you, prisoner!”
I looked him in the eye and nodded my head as much as his leather clad hand allowed. The giant soldier was looking at me closely, as if he was wondering if I was ready for something. I desperately wanted to satisfy my curiosity and finally find out what Mr. Parker had in store for me, but I didn’t dare to do anything about it. I waited for maybe five more minutes before he released his vice like grip on my jaw.
“From now on you have my permission to speak, but don’t overuse this privilege. We came here to do some shopping, but you and I are now going to split up. I am going to visit some places and get some necessary stuff and you, prisoner, will go to the same home improvement store we went to the last time we were here, and find the same shop assistant that was providing service to us.”
“I understand. What exactly do you want me to buy, Sir?”
“This is exactly the special task I was talking about: you will ask that guy for anything he can think of to restrain you. You will tell him exactly why you want those things and, if necessary, explain to him that you like this shit.”
“What?! Why do you want me…” I didn’t finish the sentence, because Mr. Parker slapped me roughly on my cheek.
“You fucking dare yell at me, prisoner?” He whispered coldly.
“No, no… I’m so sorry, Sir… But please…. Don’t make me do this….”
“The decision is up to you. I’m going to run some errands now and we will meet here in two hours. If you do as I said, everything will remain the same way it is now. If you don’t, your bondage time with me, Rick and Scott is over. What is more, you will have my phone in one of the pockets in your jacket. You will record everything you and the shop assistant will say. Once I hear everything I will delete it.”
I was staring at him, unable to say anything. Mr. Parker grabbed his mobile, turned the tape recorder on and put it into the pocket on my chest. He made sure everything was in order, gave me some money and told me to get off the car. When we both did, he just looked at me for a second and left. I was standing by the car, not sure if I would be able to perform his task. For a split second I wanted to ignore him and just wait for him there, but something was telling me that wouldn’t be the best idea for me. I really loved being bound and gagged by him and even though my imprisonment didn’t last for too long, I already got used to it and couldn’t even imagine not being his captive any more. I sighed and pulled myself together; I knew it would be extremely hard to talk with a complete stranger about rope and duct tape, but I was determined to do it.
I took in some deep breaths and went to the store. When I entered I immediately saw the guy that Mr. Parker was speaking with the last time. I started walking towards him and when he realized who I was a big smile spread across his handsome face. I was really nervous, but it didn’t stop me from noticing that he was very well built and I immediately started thinking what it would be like to be roped up and gagged by him; unfortunately I had to push all those thoughts away.
“Good morning! What can you help you with this time?”
“Well… I guess you remember me, Sir?”
“Of course I do! Not every day I have clients who buy rolls of duct tape to restrain their own son. I hope the two of you had a lot of fun.”
“Yeah, we did. Actually this is the reason I am here, Sir… I need to buy more rolls of duct tape… and other restraining equipment if you have it, Sir…”
The muscular hunk looked at me seriously and told me to walk with him. I did and soon he marched me into a small maintenance room. He closed the door and locked us in. He was quiet and by putting his finger to his lips told me not to speak either. He sat me down on a box and started looking for something. After a short moment he turned to me with a piece of paper in his hand. He took a pen from his pocket and started writing something on it. When he showed me what he wrote, my heart froze:
“Do you need help? If you’ve been kidnapped or someone is threatening you or your family, nod your head. I’ll call the police and we’ll find a way to get you out of this.”
I’ve been looking at the small piece of paper and for a split second was completely speechless. Then I realized that if I don’t act quickly, I could cause Mr. Parker and his buddies some serious trouble. I shook my head quickly, but the guy seemed not to believe me; he was looking closely at me and pointed one more time to his writing. I sighed and shook my head again.
“I’m not in trouble, Sir, honestly. It’s just that I really like being tied up. My father agrees to do it, that’s it. He had some other errands to run, so he sent me here to buy more tape, rope and whatever you might have to keep me well restrained…”
“Are you sure, kid?”
“Yes, absolutely!”
“All right then, I think I can help you.” The guy said and laughed.
For the next hour or so we were walking around the store and soon my basket was filled with some super wide and strong rolls of military grade duct tape, miles of rope and even two packs of zip-ties. The guy was very intrigued by my special needs and was asking a lot of questions. I had to explain to him how my Dad found out about my weird interest and offered to restrain me for real. I just hoped that he would accept all my lies and not look too deeply into the matter. I was quite relieved when I paid for everything and left the shop with a bag full of restraining supplies. I walked towards Mr. Parker’s car and was quite surprised to see him there, already waiting for me. He had a huge smile on his face, that sent chills down my spine…
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