Cassidy’s Kidnapping Part 2

“You can drop your act, Agent Cassandra, I know very well who you are.” Madam Sǐwáng said “So you can take that surprised look off your face.”

Is this the point of the scenario? I’m supposed to be some top secret agent who you capture and torture for information and revenge? This is as old as television, but one excuse is as good as another for the game. I don’t even know who this fictional Cassandra is, but the next stage will be her explaining who I am supposed to be. The helpless lady shook her head at the comments of her captor in the hope that she would find out what this is all about.

“If you want to pretend that you don’t know what I am talking about, Cassandra, then I will play your little game. After all, feigning innocence is the only decision you can make, so I will allow you your last little piece of freedom.” The woman said as she stood over the legs of the bound captive. “Your name is Cassandra and you have a natural ability which is unique which has proved useful in your work.” The right leg of the captor was lifted up and positioned over the bare flesh of Cassidy’s left thigh before the stiletto heel was slammed down against the leg of the bound lady.

The inevitable result with anyone else at this assault would have been to scream out or display a response to the pain that had been inflicted on them, but Cassidy just grimaced as there was a strong sensation of a sour taste in her mouth.

“A unique form of congenital analgesia which results in your pain nerve endings rerouting the signal to your taste centre. In fact, the only way you can feel pain is because the nerve endings in your joints are different, but even this is far less than anyone else.” Madam Sǐwáng said as she put her foot down on the floor to the left of the bound woman’s legs. “After our meeting two years ago when you blew my old face away, I have spent my time investigating your past, as I had little else to do between operations.”

While the woman was speaking, one of her assistants reached into the large bag and took out two large photographs while keeping the backs turned to the struggling captive. “I was lucky however, because even though you managed to escape by throwing that device in my face, I was still close enough to remove your mask and your face was picked up by high definition security cameras as you made your escape.”

The first picture was shown to Cassidy and the helpless lady gasped as she recognised the person in the black catsuit, even though she was some distance away. That person resembles me, even to the same body shape, but the hair is different though, as it is a short fringe bob style.

“Another image was so perfect that I was able to get a well defined image of your face. You were very sloppy on this mission, Cassandra.” There was shock in the helpless lady’s eyes for a moment when she was shown the second photograph, as apart from the hair it was a spitting image of her. Oh that’s a good trick, but any expert can create an image like this. I must say that you lot are professional in your work. Perhaps I get to hear my fake history now.

“Using the image of your face, I was able to search for data on the internet along with hiring some investigators to discover more information. I discovered that you are an orphan called Cassandra Blake, but a childless couple took you out of the orphanage for a day because they felt that you were compatible. However, you were never returned because the orphanage caught fire that night and burned to the ground, so they adopted you.”

You would have thought that they would stick to the real story at the beginning, as I was rescued from the fire by my adoptive mother.

“Your ability was spotted at an early age, and you put it to good use when you practised your gymnastic and athletic events which raised you to the peak of physical performance. When you reached the age of twenty one, your history disappears when you were recruited into the CSIS. I must admit that your cover as a store manager for a boutique was impressive, but they shouldn’t have used your face online in the adverts. They were too thorough in there setup, and that was how I was able to track you down.”

“You must have gotten into character so deep that you forgot that going to a strange address at a whim is a very dangerous action.” Madam Sǐwáng said as she knelt astride Cassidy’s legs. “I have dreamed for so long of this moment, and part of me would love to snuff you out like a candle.” Cassidy became terrified for a moment as her captor placed her left hand over her helpless woman’s face so that her nose was sealed, and her struggles became genuine until the hand was removed after ten seconds.

“It would be so easy to kill you, but that would deprive me of so much enjoyment. I had dreams of you screaming in agony, but you condition denies me of that pleasure. However, I will take my joy and revenge in humiliating you and causing you discomfort by distorting your body, actions which the whole world will see when your punishment is broadcast live over the internet. Just think that your colleagues will be treated to you being demeaned during your last days on this planet. So long as you continue to entertain me, then I will let you live. Should your friends get close to where I am stationed, or if I tire of you, then you will be disposed of in an interesting manner.”

You are even adding a sense of peril to this game! In these situations, the ‘Damsel In Danger’ always gets rescued at the last minute, so I’ll get treated to that as well. Has the other assistant been filming all of this? She noticed that the other lady was holding a video camera that had been attached to a tripod.

“The whole world will know how easy it was to find you, but first we will take you to where you will be spending your last days. Finish binding her, ladies.”

As the captive was taken hold of by the two accomplices, she knew that her present bondage would allow her to present no resistance as her knees were brought up to her chest. One held her in position, while the other wrapped rope around her chest and thighs which caused her upper legs to be locked to her body. The end of a second length of rope was bound to her ankles, with the other end looped around her wrists before it was pulled tight and tied off, leaving Cassidy in a strict ball-tie.

Why have you tied me up like this? He questioned was answered when Madam Sǐwáng wheeled a large white luggage trunk into view before putting on its side and lifting up the lid.

“Put her inside.”

Cassidy could do nothing but wriggle her hands and feet as the two ladies picked her up and put her into the box, and she looked up as the lid was pulled down and the latches were closed.

How long am I going to have to stay in here. After a few minutes had passed by, there was movement and the captive presumed that she was being wheeled to the doorway. The trip down the stairs was bumpy, but after that it was smooth until she was put down, and there was the faint sound of an engine starting before she felt motion again. I must be in the back of a van, and I am being taken to their ‘lair’.

As Cassidy had no way of measuring the passage of time, she was unable to work out just how far she had travelled and there were no clues as to where she was going to. You always see something different in these clever little movies where the heroine works out where she is by noticing sounds and the movement of a vehicle. Try doing the trip ball-tied in a trunk, and see how easy it is. The vehicle came to a halt and the engine was turned off before the trunk that carried the bound woman was lifted up and wheeled away, with the captive lying on her side as she felt every little bump.

The ground seems to be a little uneven, so I doubt that this is normal pavement. After several more minutes, the case stopped again and the latches were pulled back before the immobilised prisoner was lifted out of the trunk and placed on her knees. This is a small abandoned warehouse! The area has been cleaned though, which is unsurprising. How much money has my mother spent on setting this up for me? I’ve heard of organisations like this that kidnap you as a game, but I never thought that they would do one that would involve bondage.

“As you notice, some of the areas have been separated off with sheets. That is so that I won’t show you everything at once because you won’t be surprised if you see it beforehand. On the journey here, your capture has been broadcast to the world so that everyone will know that the CSIS’s greatest agent is in my clutches. Please take note of the cameras that are set in place around the room that will show your humiliation to everyone.”

Well, you are going to record the whole thing for me so that I can keep it as a memento, it’s not exactly a surprise that you would do this, but you have to write it into the scenario somehow.

“Do not think that anyone will use the transmission to find out where you are, as the stream is heavily encrypted and routed through different servers. I can think of only one person who would be able to track us down, and her name is Cassandra Blake which just happens to be you. If you wish to survive, just offer yourself to be my slave and give me all of your secrets, and I will keep you as my personal pet. Do you wish to surrender the information?”

How can I give you something that I do not possess? As the captive knew that she had nothing to offer the woman who had kidnapped her, she shook her head several times.

“That is a pity, as I think that I would have enjoyed keeping you as my bondage toy in return for your secrets. It is your decision though. Also, apart from when your bondage position is changed, the only time that you will be free from your ropes is when you are being allowed a bathroom break, or when you are forced to change clothing.”

That sounds like a chance to escape if you are allowing this, but I’m sure that your two assistants will stop me from escaping. Seeing as it’s just a fancy kidnapping game, there’s no harm in me trying.

“There two doors over there lead to a toilet and a storage room. There you can do what is necessary, and get changed into outfits that I find appealing. In fact, there is a nice French Maid costume waiting for you in the storage room, so you will be untied for the moment and escorted over to the doorway by my two assistants.”

I’m not going to make the game easy for you. I’ll wait until we are close to the door, then I’m going to run to the door marked ‘exit’ as the key is still in the lock and push it open.

First the rope that bound the captive’s ankles to her wrists was untied, before the cord was unwound from around her legs and chest which allowed her to sit up straight. The bindings that wrapped around her arms and body were taken off along with the teasing crotch rope that had been so distracting, and soon her legs were free from the ropes that held them together which left only her hands bound behind her back. A moment later, the captive was lifted to her feet and each assistant took hold of an arm as the prisoner was forced to march over to the door which was marked storage and her hands were freed once she was standing outside.

“You will now go in and get changed, so the world can see how compliant you have become.”

Cassidy reached up with her right arm so that she would be able to grip the door handle, but just as she was about to grip it with her fingers the lady turned and ran towards the exit, leaving her two guards surprised for a second before they ran after her. “Stop her! Do not let her get away!” Shouted Madam Sǐwáng as she also made her way towards the exit, but her heels were too high to allow her to go any faster than a quick walk as the captive reached the door. The key was turned to the right by the lady, but it only went a quarter of the way around, and when it was turned in the opposite direction it ended up meeting the same resistance.

What is wrong with this key? It doesn’t seem to be working but I must be doing it wrong though. Oh no! Before another second had passed, the two guards had caught up with her, and although Cassidy put up as hard a struggle as possible, it wasn’t long before she ended up supine on the floor. One of the ladies had her legs wrapped around Cassidy’s at the knees so that she was forced to remain on the floor, while the other used her legs to keep the prisoner in a scissor hold around the neck which couldn’t be escaped from.

Oh my God, you two must be wrestlers to do this so effectively. I just hope that you don’t end up choking me by accident.

“Did everyone see that? How easily it was for the great Cassandra Blake to be captured again? You must have been desperate if you thought that it would be so easy to escape, yet you fooled me once with the ‘wrong key in the door’ trick. It was such a pleasure to use the same trick on you, and watching as you fell for it.”

The Madam walked over to the large bag and carried it over to where Cassidy was struggling in a pathetic manner on the floor with the two assistants holding her in place. “Seeing as you do not know how to behave when given an order, you will have to suffer a punishment for it.”

What are you going to do, spank me? Stick bamboo needles under my fingernails? Even if you were going to do it in real life, it still wouldn’t do more than making me feel as if I was drinking lemon juice. The hands of the captive were brought together in front of her with her palms touching, and a length of rope from the bag was wrapped around her wrists ten times with four cinches tightening the cords before the knot was tied in an inaccessible location.

Madam Sǐwáng took three more lengths of cord and bound Cassidy’s legs below and above her knee, along with just below her stocking tops with twelve winds and four cinches that secured her legs together. After this had been completed, the two aides of Madam Sǐwáng lifted the bound captive to her feet.

“You can follow me in two ways, one is to walk be behind me, and the other is to be dragged face down along the floor.” As the woman picked up the bag and walked away, Cassidy followed as best she could as she was hobbled by the ropes around her legs, and after a minute they reached one of the concrete pillars that held up the roof of the warehouse which had two rings set in it, one at the floor, and one close to six foot high. Another length of rope was used by the captor to secure the ankles of the helpless lady together, with ten winds and three cinches, and the two subordinates pushed her so that her back was to the pillar.

As the captive looked on, a length of rope bound her ankles to the ring at the foot of the pillar, but she was surprised by the gap that remained which seemed to be about a foot and a half long. That will give me a little room to move about, so they aren’t doing this very well. Her arms were taken above her head and her wrists were secured to the upper ring with as much length as the first rope. The situation became stricter when the Madam picked up coil of cord and forced the helpless lady’s head forward, before binding her elbows together with ten loops with three cinches applied so that the rope dug into her body.

Now this is getting awkward, but I don’t see how tying my ankles and wrists to the column in a loose way is any kind off punishment. What you two doing now? Madam Sǐwáng had walked around to behind the sheeted off area, while her assistants took two ropes with one tying it around the pillar which the captive faced, while the other wrapped it around the helpless lady’s face ten times before the ends were tied off.

Is that a block and tackle system you have in your hands? The oriental lady returned to where the bound woman was, and the hook attached to one end of the three wheel pulley system was hooked around the ropes that was bound to the opposite pillar while the other was connected to the cords around Cassidy’s waist.

“Now your punishment can begin.” As the captive looked on, Madam Sǐwáng pulled on the pulley rope, and the poor lady was forced to shuffle forwards as the waist rope pulled against her body. However, the ropes that bound Cassidy’s ankles and wrists to the rings only allowed her to go so far, and there was a yelp from the helpless lady as her feet were forced off the ground with her ankles and wrist strained. The pulley was shortened until the captive’s body was strained, with her back ending up being arched by the rigid position that she was forced into, and even she could feel strong discomfort as pressure was put on her joints by this torment.

Oh come on, I only tried to get away from your game, I don’t deserve this level of punishment.

“Do you see it everyone? The great Agent Cassandra is so helpless that she cannot even move a muscle. I will leave you for the viewers to see; maybe two hours in this position will teach you not to be so rebellious. Let’s relax and watch her on the monitors, ladies.” Madam Sǐwáng said, and she left the room along with her two companions, leaving Cassidy strained in her bonds as she daren’t even struggle.

Please, you can’t leave me like this for two hours!

(To Be Continued)