Please note that the first two parts are innocent as there is a young damsel involved.
“Stay still and keep quiet, otherwise I’ll have to shoot
you.” Kurt said after the girl had spent a short amount of time looking at the
trees and as she looked to the right she gasped as she saw the lad with a ski
mask over his head, along with a gun in his left hand which could not be
anything other than a toy.
“Please don’t kill me; I’ll do anything that you want! Just
don’t hurt me!” As Melinda made her protestations to her kidnapper while not
moving an inch, she was already experiencing the thrill that had taken place in
her previous games. This is actually
happening and I’m going to be a helpless girl who is going to end up with a
dire fate! Well, pretend dire fate, but that’s more than okay.
“Put your hands together behind your back so that your palms
are pressed against each other.” Kurt picked up the bag and walked around to
the back of the girl who obeyed his instructions so that her arms were behind
her back with her hands touching.
“Please, don’t tie me up; you don’t have to do this to me!”
As Melinda stood there waiting for the touch of the white rope against her limbs,
she gasped as eight loops were wound around her wrists, with four turns taken
between her arms which pulled the other loops tight around her wrists, so that
she was gripped firm. There was fumbling at the top of her wrists which she
presumed must be the ends of the rope being tied together in a knot and when he
had finished, she was unable to find the knot with her fingers. This is much more secure than when I played
the other games, as there was a chance of me being able to slip my wrists free.
This feels as if I have been handcuffed with ropes.
“I need to tether your legs so that you will not panic and
run off; otherwise I may have to ‘deal’ with you right now.” Kurt said as he
took the bag around to the front of the captive, before pulling out a length of
about two foot long and he bound each end to the ankles of the helpless girl so
that her legs would be hobbled.
“You don’t have to do this, as I won’t run away!” The girl
said as he tied the ends to her ankles, but inside she loved what was happening
to her and the fact that she would be tied up when she was made to walk to his
base.
“Seeing as you are making too much noise, I will have to do
something that will prevent you from speaking.” He said, reaching into the bag
and removing what appeared to be a long white cloth strip that looked as if it
had been cut away from a bed sheet, which Melinda found out later that this was
in fact the case. She looked on as her kidnapper put two knots at the centre of
the cloth, and he held the bunched part up to her face before saying “Open your
mouth wide now.”
“But I’ll be a good girl! You don’t have to do this, you
don’t haf-.” Her protests were halted in mid sentence as the knot was forced
into her mouth between her teeth, before the ends were crossed behind the back
of her neck, taken between her teeth and pulled tight at the back of her neck
before they were bound together in a secure knot. I never expected my gag to be this good, as everyone else just tied a
scarf over my mouth which seemed to be more for looks than anything else.
As Melinda attempted to dislodge the cloth in her mouth, she discovered that it
remained in place no matter how hard she tried to move it and when she spoke,
the restrictions imposed by the material made it impossible to make anything
other than unintelligible sounds.
While the bound and gagged girl continued to make her muffled
protests to her captor, he uncoiled another length of cord which was wrapped
half a dozen times around her wrists and waist, with her emitting a gasp as the
rope was wound four times between her wrists and waist, pulled tight and the
ends were knotted together. I can’t even
move my hands away from my body. It’s as if you are trying to make sure that I
won’t be able to struggle against these ropes, let alone get free from them. Oh
my-, that’s huge, you can’t be planning to use that on me. Melinda’s eyes
went wide as the long coil of rope was wrapped around her upper arms and chest
just above the elbows, which held her upper arms to her sides and she thought
that there must have been at least twelve windings of the rope when the ends
were tied together behind her back.
Two more short ropes were taken out of the bag by Kurt and
the captive watched as he used these to make vertical loops on each side around
the upper body rope between the chest and arm on each side. When these cords
were pulled tight with the ends tied, the main rope pressed so hard against
Melinda’s body that each breath provided a reminder of just how bound she was.
Two more items were pulled out of the bag, a long cloth strip along with a
length of rope and one end of the rope was knotted off at the front of the
captive’s waist restraint. Is that like
some kind of lead to pull me along, and why do you have that strip?
The second question was answered in a second as the strip
was wound around her eyes and upper head so that she was unable to see, and the
ends of this strip was tied together at the back of her head. I’m bound gagged and blindfolded, and I
wouldn’t be able to run away even if my legs weren’t tethered together. This
isn’t just a game of kidnap any more, as I am a captive with a kidnapper who
can do anything he wants to me!
“Follow me, my kidnap victim; I am going to take you to my
lair so that I can decide what miserable fate to inflict on you.” There was a
sharp tug on the rope at the captive’s waist, with Melinda taking careful steps
forward and she was feeling exhilaration as she walked behind her captor in a
state of complete helplessness...
Melinda had no idea as to how long she had been walking and
she didn’t know in which direct she was going, as at several places she had
been turned around on the spot a few times. This added to the feeling of
helplessness that she had already surrendered to, and it was only when she was
walking down a short slope that she thought her journey would soon be over. This
suspicion was added to as she heard some sounds while she was left alone and
once her blindfold was removed, the girl saw that she was in a bowl-shaped
glade with the top higher than her head. A large green blanket was laid out in
front of her, and Kurt was removing the lead rope along with the cord that
tethered her legs together.
“Sit down on the blanket.” Her captor said and seeing as
Melinda had no idea where to run to as she was unfamiliar with this part of the
wood, the girl walked over to the blanket so that she could follow the
instructions of the boy who held her prisoner. It wasn’t an easy task, as her
arms were secured to her body which meant that maintaining balance was
difficult, but after a few minutes she was sitting on the blanket with her legs
together. Kurt put the short ropes to one side before taking two coils of ropes
out of the bag and the first was used to bind the girl’s ankles together with
ten loops and four cinches. The second length of cord was wrapped around the
captive’s lower legs, just below her knees and this consisted of eight winds
with three cinches with the ends tied together at the front.
This is even more awkward
than when I played the other games, as only my ankles were tied then. Tying my
legs together at the knees locks my legs in position and adds even more
restrictions to my movement. What are you doing now? There was a grunt from
the helpless girl as she was rolled onto her front by her kidnapper and her
legs were bent at the knees until the heels of her sandals pressed into her
bottom. One of the two ropes was wrapped between the wrist and ankle bonds of
the prisoner, bound with a knot that was out of reach of her fingers and when
the boy stood up, she discovered that her hands were tied to her feet which
left her in a strict hogtie.
I can’t go anywhere tied
up like this and I don’t think that I can even roll around much. If I remember
what one site said, it is called a hogtie when your hands are tied to your feet
like this. It’s a pity that you ignored one of my requests, as I’ve read that
kidnappers have often done this kind of thing to their prisoners, but it could
be that you find the idea of doing it uncomfortable and that is why you aren’t
doing it. However, it seems that you are going to follow one of them
“I must prepare you for torture now, as you deserve this for
trying to find where my base is.” Kurt said as he unbuckled Melinda’s sandals
before removing them from the feet of the helpless girl and she felt even more
vulnerable with the soles of her feet exposed. “You are going to suffer
horrendously for your arrogance.”
I doubt that it will
be as bad as people clai-, nononono stopstopstopstop. Any coherent train of
thought in the captive’s mind disappeared when fingernails raked across the
soles of her feet and she was reduced to laughing through her gag while
squirming in the ropes that held her in place. The tickling of Melinda’s feet
stopped after a minute, but there was to be no relief for the bound captive as
harsh pinches were inflicted against the soft flesh of her legs and she cried
out through her gag at the torment. When this ended, the sides of her body were
tickled by the captor for another minute and once this was finished, it was the
turn the helpless girl’s arms to suffer from a merciless pinching.
Although it might appear that the hogtied Melinda was being
treated badly, it was showing to her just how helpless she was which added to
her fantasy of being held captive by an evil kidnapper. This has been even more thrilling than when I was tied up, and I really
hope that you will do the last part of this for me.
“I am going to leave you for a while and perhaps some of the
wild animals here will find you, which will save me the trouble of having to
decide what to do with you.” The boy said as he started to walk up the path
which led out of the glade and the girl protested against this treatment as she
fought to get free of her rope restraints.
You are going to do
it, oh yes! Melinda struggled against her bonds with all of her strength,
although it was just like when she was being pinched and tickled when it was
done to demonstrate just how defenceless she was. Within a minute, Kurt had
disappeared from view and for the first time, the girl was bound, gagged and
left alone with no idea of where she was, which increased the thrilling feeling
to an even higher level. If you wanted
to, you could just keep walking away and leave me here, helpless and at the
mercy of whoever might enter the clearing. After a minute or so, the
helpless girl gave up struggling and as the captive rested there, she imagined
all kinds of dire fates happening to her with Death coming for her after the
fatal event. In fact, Melinda was so caught up in these fantasies that she
didn’t notice how much time had passed, which meant that she was taken by
surprise when she heard the voice of her captor…
“I see that you are still alive, so perhaps I will need to
do something more personal then.” Kurt said and as Melinda looked up, she
noticed that he wasn’t wearing the ski mask which meant that he was going to
indulge her concerning her final request.
In kidnap scenarios,
when the captive sees the face her kidnapper, this means that she can identify
him, so there is only one thing that he can do. She struggled as much as
she could in order to play the part of the doomed heroine, which wasn’t much
given the restrictions imposed by her bonds, as he walked up to her while
pulling the toy gun out of his left pocket.
“You seeing my face has proved to be very convenient for me
in a way, as I no longer have to make a decision about what to do with you.”
Kurt said, pointing the gun at the defenceless prisoner who was pretending to
beg and plead in vain for her life as she made one last attempt to get free, an
attempt that she wouldn’t expect to succeed anyway. “This is your last moment
alive.”
Yes, oh yes! There
was a single click from the toy which was the cue for Melinda to freeze for a
second before collapsing on the floor, as if she had just been shot dead and
she dreamed about Death claiming her again…
After the captive’s daydream had ended, she grunted through
her gag so that Kurt could come over, and he removed the strip of cloth that
had muffled her voice for so long. “Did you enjoy your kidnapping then?” He
said as he started to work on removing the hogtie.
“Yes, it was wonderful. However, I was wondering why you did
not carry out the first idea on the list, as some kidnappers end up doing this
to their victims in real life.”
There was a blush on the cheeks of the boy as the hogtie
ropes were pulled away from the captive’s wrists and ankles. “Even though you
asked for it, I wasn’t going to remove your dress, as it would not be fair as
you could end up being upset anyway. Plus, if you ever mentioned it to someone,
I could get into a lot of trouble, as it’s not the kind of thing that I should
be doing to a girl anyway. I did follow the other instructions though.”
“Thank you, I won’t ask for that in the future. By the way,
this is a very nice hidden spot, and I haven’t a clue where I am at the
moment.”
“You will when you leave, as you can see the path which we
will take to get back to where we started.”
“Not if you bind, gag and blindfold me just like how you
took me here. In that way, I will never know where I am being taken, which
makes this even more fun.”
“Okay, I’ll take you back in the same situation that you
arrived.” It only took a few minutes for Kurt to ready the powerless girl
before he gathered up the other items which he put into his bag, and she stood
there waiting for him to pull on the lead rope. The journey back was just as
much fun for the captive as she didn’t know where she was going, and she was
only freed from her bonds once they were at the edge of the wood.
“Do you like to tie girls up?” She said as the rope was
untied from around the wrist.
“Yes but it can be hard to find girls who want to play
kidnap. However, did you enjoy being tied up? That is the important question
after all.”
“I did, and if you keep those special extras in you can tie
me up as many times as you want. I would love to stay, but I have to go home
now. Let’s arrange another game very soon.” Melinda said as she prepared to go
home…
For the next two years, the kidnap game with the extras
became a regular part of their lives, with her ending up at his house when the
weather was too bad for them to be in the wood. This went on for two years, but
it came to a sad end when Kurt’s father had to go and work in another country,
which meant that the teenager would have to go with him. When it was time for
him to leave, Melinda was left quite tearful at the loss of a friend, plus she
had no one to play her special games with any more as she didn’t trust the
other lads. However, this was the point when schoolwork would become a priority
in her life, as her GCSE exams would have to be taken in a few years time and
then there would be the A-levels after that. Melinda plunged into her studies,
as they would be needed so that she would be able to go to university and there
was always the remote chance that the lady could end up meeting someone who might
like to help play her games…
That was when my life
really became interesting…
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