Cassidy’s Kidnapping Part 1

It was eighty thirty on a Monday morning, and while Cassidy opened the door to her mother’s boutique in her black snug strapless minidress, elbow length gloves, stockings and high heels, and the lady wondered what birthday present she would receive this evening as she prepared the shop for the day’s business. Strictly speaking, Laura wasn’t her actual mother seeing as Cassidy had been adopted as a baby, but the woman considered this to be an irrelevant issue.

There were no details about her beginnings, as the orphanage she was placed in burnt down with all of the records and Laura had rescued her from the fire. As luck would have it, the woman had purchased a lottery ticket just a few days before and she won the major prize on the night of the inferno. Seeing as she could afford to take personal care of Cassidy, the lady decided to foster the baby as she set up her own small business, and given that there were no records of the child due to the information having gone up in flames, Laura was allowed to adopt the growing child.

Sorting out the displays for the latest items didn’t take long and the shop was ready for customers within fifteen minutes, which gave the woman more time to ponder about what will happen this evening. They had never kept secrets from each other which started when Laura did not hide the fact that her daughter was adopted, and Cassidy had sometimes made her mother blushed when she mentioned her secret fantasies.

In fact it was just a few weeks ago when she mentioned her deepest fantasy to her mother. “It’s a pity that I couldn’t get kidnapped by a dominant Mistress who is being helped by her two sexy female assistants, and kept strictly bound and gagged while being forced to wear different outfits.”

“You always seem to want to shock me, Cassidy. Although, you know that you should be careful what you wish for, just in case it comes true.”

“I should be so lucky. Anyway, it’s never going to happen.”

Once the shop was open to the public, there was a steady flow of clientele making the usual purchases with Cassidy and the two assistants being kept busy as they helped the customers. There was nothing unusual except for around half-past ten when an oriental lady entered the shop, and she was dressed in a stereotypical Japanese schoolgirl uniform which made her look as if she had stepped out of an American assassin movie. She looked around the shop for a minute before seeing Cassidy, and made her way towards the counter where the woman was stationed before presenting a business card.

“Good morning, I hope that I am not interrupting anything, but I work for Lady Lee who is a photographer, and she has just opened a studio in town. As you can understand, she needs to create a portfolio with images of local people so that she can provide examples that can be shown to future potential clients. I am one of her two assistants and we have the task of selecting ladies who would not mind being models for her portfolio.”

“That’s a very kind offer.” Cassidy said “However, I can’t leave the shop and I already have professional photographs taken of me, so I don’t want to spend money on any more.”

“Cassidy, if you go during your lunch break we can cover for you, and Monday afternoon is never as busy as other times.” Jane said “I doubt that your mother will complain, seeing as it is your birthday.”

There was a smile from the oriental lady. “Well, you can consider it to be a special birthday present and there will be no charge for the session. It will not take long, and you may even get back before your break is over. Shall I put you down for a session from one to two o’clock? The address is on the card.”

“Okay, I’ll go.” Cassidy said as she blushed “My name is Cassidy Bryce. Is there any other information that you need?”

 “Oh no, your name will be quite sufficient, and I know your face which will be good enough for Lady Lee.” The oriental woman said. “Now, I hate to be rude, but I have to seek out other models for my lady.”

The woman left the store while Cassidy’s face was still red. “Well, it seems like the birthday girl is going to have her picture taken.” Jane said “For free as well. Aren’t you the lucky lady?”

“Oh, come on.” Cassidy said “My mother has most likely arranged the whole thing as a surprise, and she thinks that I wouldn’t see straight through it. I mean, the whole ‘Japanese Schoolgirl’ outfit was so obvious which meant that I was supposed to pay attention to it.”

“In that case, you shouldn’t have any worries about going out and visiting the studio.”

The remainder of the morning was spent with serving customers, along with the woman being subjected to gentle teasing concerning her photo shoot as time went on. When it was almost half past twelve, Cassidy contacted a taxi firm and placed an order so that a cab would be outside the boutique for ten minutes to one. The clock showed that it was twelve before the hour when there was a hoot from the vehicle which was parked outside, and the two assistants escorted their friend to the door so that she wasn’t allowed to get cold feet.

“Tell us all about it.” Jane said as she opened the door to the taxi, with the other worker almost pushing the store manager into the back seat. “We can’t wait to see the photographs.”

They are bound to tease me even more when I return, but I know that they mean well in the end. The vehicle pulled away from the pavement with the two ladies waving, and Cassidy knew that the trip would only take a few minutes before she would reach the address on the card. There was a sign outside the address that was standing on the street, and it mentioned “Lady Lee photographic Studio” which let the woman know that she was at the right address, so she paid the driver for the trip with a good tip added before leaving the vehicle. The taxi drove away as the lady approached the door, and once it was opened she saw that steps lead to the upper floor of the building which housed the studio where the lady would be working.

That isn’t a surprise, as the store below would want to make use of the empty rooms, and the upstairs areas are wide open spaces which will make her work easier. There was no trace of dust on the steps which showed that they had been swept clean, and this was a good sign to Cassidy as she made her way to the upper floor. If these stairs were dirty, I would have turned around and gone back to the boutique as it would be obvious that this was a trap. There was a white door with a small black button to the right and when the woman pressed it, she heard the faint sound of a buzzer going off in the room beyond.

“Come in.” A Chinese voice said, so Cassidy took a firm grip of the handle and turned it before the door was opened, in order that she could step into the large open room. She noticed that there was a full array of lights and diffusing screens in the room, which was similar to when she had been photographed before, and the two assistants were positioning a pair of mattresses with one flat against the wall while the other was next to it on the floor. As they covered both mattresses with a large white sheet, the lady could see that they were no longer wearing the socks and school shoes, but they had changed into black thigh-highs and stiletto heels.

“I understand that you must be Cassidy Bryce.” The Chinese voice said and Cassidy turned left to see the six-foot tall oriental lady with straight fringe black hair that reached down to her chest. “Good afternoon, my name is Lady Lee and I am pleased that you have decided to help us out by being a model for the portfolio.” The photographer approached and she appeared to be more than a little dominant in her black leather calf length boots, knee length leather skirt with a slit up the front and white satin blouse with a collar, and every step forward flashed a glimpse of bare flesh at the tops of her stockings as the slit went almost up to the top of her thighs.

“I’m willing to help anyway that I can, although I am surprised that you wanted to select me as there must be ladies in the town who are far more beautiful than I am.”

“I doubt that very much, to be honest.”

“I must admit that your clothing is a little unusual for a photographic session, as all three of you look so sexy.”

“We have discovered that these styles can put ladies at ease when they wish to have their photographs taken in a more shall we say ‘erotic’ style.” Lady Lee said as she placed a plain tall wooden four legged stool with a round top on the floor in front of the mattress, but still on the large white sheet. “Now, if you would be so kind as to sit on the stool, we can get started.”

The woman walked up to the item of furniture, turned around and placed her posterior on it so that the session can begin, and there were words of encouragement from the photographer and her two assistants as she moved into various positions. After about fifteen minutes had gone by, Lady Lee lowered her camera. “If I may be so bold, would it be permissible for me to suggest that you have come photographs taken while you are on the mattress? I am sure that they will look good.”

“Certainly, I’m happy to oblige.” Cassidy rose from the stool which was removed by one of the assistants, and the model sat down on the mattress as the photographer continued with the session. Many images were taken of her as she posed in whichever way the photographer desired, standing up, sitting down and some with her lying on her front or back.

“You have done very well so far.” Lady Lee said as another quarter hour had passed “Now, I can understand if you want to keep it at this level of intimacy, but I think that you have a wonderful body and you should not be afraid of showing it to the world.”

“Let me get this straight, would you like me to undress for you?” The lady said as she rose from the sheet.

“Only for you to remove your dress, as I think that a photograph of a lady in her underwear is far more sensual than her being topless or naked. This has to be your choice, and please do not feel as if you are being forced into doing something that you do not want to do. We will not even show these photographs to anyone else unless you want them to be seen.”

“Well, it is an unusual request, but seeing as you are assuring my privacy I will do as you request. Do you have a hanger that I can put my dress on?” It took a little effort, but Cassidy reached behind her so that she could take hold of the zip that was at the top of her strapless dress, before she pulled it down until it was almost at her hem. It only took her a few seconds to remove the garment from her body, and in the process she revealed her light purple combination corset/bustier which helped to frame her torso.

“You look wonderful like that, Cassand- Cassidy. Would you like to continue posing for me?”

“Sure.” The model said as she sat down on the floor, so the photographer raised her camera so that she could take more pictures and Cassidy became more comfortable after a few minutes of posing.

“Seeing as you have become comfortable with posing in your underwear, may I ask you for a particular pose? It is just so that I can take a few images of you lying face down on the floor with your arms at your side, as if you were asleep.”

“There’s nothing wrong with that, I’ll be happy to oblige you.” The model said as she lay prone on the floor in the position that Lady Lee mentioned, and it felt quite comfortable as she closed her eyes and relaxed.

“Could you please wait for a few seconds Cassan- Cassidy, I think that the battery in my camera has almost discharged, so I will have to replace it.” There was a rummaging sound for about twenty seconds which indicated that someone was searching through a bag, before footsteps approached the lady from the front and the sides. “Okay ladies, we can start now!”

A moment later, Cassidy found that she was unable to move because she was taken by surprise as a result of the actions of the photographer’s two assistants who were on either side of her. One of them knelt astride her back facing her feet so that her upper arms were pinned to her sides and her hands were pulled together so that her wrists were crossed at the small of her back. Another assistant was sitting on Cassidy’s legs, just above her knees and her ankles were being held in a crossed position so that she was unable to pull her legs free, which meant that the poor woman was reduced to squirming as she was unable to dislodge the two captors.

Even before she opened her eyes, the woman lifted her head and said “What on earth is going-.” This proved to be a great mistake as she was unable to finish the sentence because a large wad of folded cloth was forced into her mouth, and when her eyes opened Lady Lee was pushing the rest of the material in. A thin strip of cloth was placed between the mouth of the captive between her teeth and it encircled her head twice before both ends were knotted together at the back of her neck. After that, a patterned scarf covered her face from just under her nose to under her chin and the ends were taken around the sides of her face to the back of her neck where they were also tied together.

OMG, I’m being kidnapped after all and I’ve already been gagged! There was an attempt by the helpless woman to scream through her gag for help, but it was impossible to breathe through, let alone make any noise so she was reduced to making a pitiful sound through her nose.

“Thank you for holding Agent Cassandra in place for me, ladies, but I want to personally bind the bitch that has thwarted my plans for so long.” Lady Lee said as she carried a large white canvas bag over to the right side of the captive, and cord was wrapped in a horizontal and vertical way around Cassidy’s wrists five times, before three loops were taken around and cinched her bindings before the ends were knotted off out of reach of her fingers.

This has to be some kind of joke. Who would waste their time tying someone up for a kidnapping?

As the helpless woman looked to her right, she could see that three more coils of rope were removed from the bag, and the first was taken ten times around her ankles before three cinches were tightened with the ends knotted off. The second and third lengths were wrapped, cinched and tied off in the same way below and above her knees, which left the captive’s legs bound together in three places.

This isn’t just some kind of tying up is it, I’m being put in bondage?

“Sit Mizz Cassandra of the CSIS on her bottom, as I want to tie her upper body in order to prevent her escape.” As the two assistants moved the bound and gagged lady into position, the photographer continued speaking “I’m not surprised that you did not recognise me, Agent Cassandra, as I needed facial reconstructing because of the gift that you left for me after our last meeting. Surely you must know who I am by now?”

I haven’t a clue who you are, but you sound like some over the top villainess from a clichéd spy movie. You are almost chewing the scenery.

Once the captive was sitting up, three long coils of cord were picked up out of the bag and each one was wrapped eight times around her body and cinched just below her elbows, and below and above her breasts. One end of a shorter length was tied to the cinches of the rope above her breasts on her left side, and this was taken around the back of her neck, before it was looped around two strands of the rope below her breasts. The end was taken up to the left side of the neck and around before it was looped around the cinching on her right side, where it was tightened and tied off, with the result that the lifted strands rubbed against the bottom of her breasts whenever she moved her body.

“One more rope to add at the moment.” A white rope was double stranded, with the looped end being taken around the two lowest strands before the double end was threaded between the loop and pulled tight. The free end was pushed between the upper thighs of the captive and looped around her wrists bonds where it was pulled tight and knotted off, and every little movement caused the rope to press against her.

The ropes gripped the helpless lady to such an extent that her struggles proved to be useless as she was forced to sit against the wall by the assistants, while the photographer stood in front of her.

“I truly did not expect that I would be able to capture Agent Cassandra of the CSIS so easily. You are their top agent, and now here you are at my mercy, bound, gagged and in your underwear. Just in case you cannot remember me, let me introduce myself. I am Madam Sǐwáng.”

It was at this moment that everything fell into place for Cassidy, and she experienced a deep thrill when the ropes caressed her body as she struggled in her bondage.

“Although, you know that you should be careful what you wish for, just in case it comes true.” Let’s see, dominant Mistress, two sexy assistants, I’m being kidnapped and there is some wonderful bondage involved. Thank you mum, this is going to be the best birthday present ever!

(To Be Continued)