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Kidnap Fantasy
by Gromet
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© Copyright 2003 - Gromet - Used by permission
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Storycodes: M/f; captive; bond; gag; hogtie; wrap; tape; hood; cocoon; bagged; transported; oral; sex; anal; climax; cons; X
Kidnap Fantasy by Gromet M/f; captive; bond; gag; hogtie; wrap; tape; hood; cocoon; bagged; transported; oral; sex; anal; climax; cons; X
She'd always dreamed that this would happen to her one day, now that day had arrived. Would she be able to go through with the plan to kidnap her and become his victim?

 

I’d been talking to Cliff for over six weeks on the internet, we’d met in a chatroom devoted to bondage lovers and after many discussions I began to let slip some of my fantasies. Then one night while logged on with Cliff I let him know that one of my fantasies was to be kidnapped by a truck driver and kept in bondage for a trip across country. As fate would have it, it turned out that Cliff was an interstate truck driver and would be on the road next week. He told me that this trip would be a six day round trip, my heart leapt into my mouth as he asked if I would like to fulfil my fantasy and join him on the trip. We chatted some more and worked through some details of what he’d like to do with me, our chat finally ended as I had work the next morning and it was now getting late, I signed off but said that I would think about his offer and let him know.

All the next day at work my mind drifted off into my fantasy, how I would be tied up and used by my fantasy truck driver. That night I logged into the chatroom and chatted some more with Cliff and a couple of others, then Cliff asked for a private chat to continue our discussion from the night before. We talked some more about bondage, sex and my fantasies, I don’t know whether it was intentional on my part or the fact that I felt at ease talking with him but I let slip about a mummification session I’d done whilst at college, how I’d been wrapped up with kitchen wrap and left tightly bound as my then boyfriend played with my bound body, gently stroking me and teasing my sensitive body with his light touch, how incredibly turned on I gotten. I’d spent about an hour wrapped and my climax after was the most intense I’d experienced. In fact I was now getting hot between my legs just thinking about that time and my thoughts now focused on releasing some of my pent up frustrations.

Cliff wrote that he would love to wrap me up in a nice tight cocoon and play with my body for a while, he went on to describe in detail how he’d use me whilst helplessly wrapped and under his control. Whether because it was late or the fact that I was now very turned on, I agreed that we should meet, not only that I would consider going with him as planned on his trip interstate as his prisoner. But just now I had something that needed my urgent attention and I closed down my computer and went to bed with my vibrator.

The next evening I logged on again with Cliff and he went into some ground rules and more details of the trip, he asked me again if I was willing to do this? I had made my mind up to do this even though I’d only talked to him over the net, it had been a deeply held fantasy of mine, my mind had been in overdrive thinking about the possibilities and what could happen, even the dangers involved in what I was about to embark on. Cliff had only one condition remaining and that was that once in the truck I would be his ‘sex slave’ for the remainder of the trip. Again my nerves returned was I doing the right thing, yes I would be living one of my fantasies but could I trust someone I’d never met. We chatted some more and Cliff reassured me that all would be safe and I would return at the end of the trip and that a couple of members we both knew very well in the chatroom would be informed of our decision both for my safety and his.

I said that I would come with him on the trip as long as there was a safeword that we could both use in the event of there being something either of us didn’t want to do, I stressed that I was pretty open to anything he wanted to do but felt the need for some safety margin. Cliff agreed and went on to give me the details of where we would meet, what time etc. He’d be driving through on the main interstate highway which was about 50 miles from where I lived, we’d meet in a small town not far from the highway, Cliff described his truck and himself and said "just to make sure you don’t get in the wrong truck!"

On the Monday at work all I could think about was what was going to happen to me the next few days, here I was going away with a man I’d never met, to fulfil a fantasy that in reality would be a crime. He was going to kidnap me, tie me up and have sex with me for the next six days supposedly against my will, well that was the fantasy. My body began to react to these thoughts my tummy began to have butterflies and I could feel my sex tingle and become wet, my breasts felt tender and I had hot flushes through my body. I could feel my cheeks become red and burn as my thoughts drifted off into my fantasy. Just then my boss walked passed me and asked if I felt okay? He commented that I didn’t look well; I said that maybe I was coming down with something but would be okay; well this was better than expected as I would be off work the next few days anyway.

When I got home that night I retreated to my bedroom, took off my clothes and decided to relieve myself of all my frustrations that had built up during the day. Later after a short nap and two earth shattering orgasms I wandered over to my computer and logged on to see if Cliff was about. Luckily I’d just caught him before he left to prepare for the trip, he asked me what I’d be wearing when we’d meet, as he didn’t want to kidnap the wrong person! I hadn’t thought about what to wear and asked him if he had any preferences?

He came across with some ideas but I said that I would either get arrested for wearing that or pick up some clients thinking I was a hooker! Then he asked me if I had something that made me look like a schoolgirl, I said that I could probably manage that with a skirt and blouse and would he like my hair in pigtails? He said no to the hair but would love to see me dressed as a schoolgirl and that this would work into my fantasy, truth be known was that I began having this fantasy whilst still at school and had gotten myself off some nights dressed as a schoolgirl, kidnapped and tied up with my pants around my ankles and used by some hairy truck driver for his pleasure (and mine).

After Cliff had gone over the details of where we’d meet we closed the session and I went to be to continue my fantasy with my trusty vibrator. The next day I awoke, showered and had some breakfast. I rang work and told them I wouldn’t be in for a few days and then walked into my bedroom to get dressed for my adventure. My thoughts turned to sex and I decided to surprise Cliff with something under the uniform, I had just the thing that I’d bought a couple of months back. I dug out a white bodice, it had laces up the front to fasten me tightly inside, suspenders hung down waiting for stockings to attach to, my breasts nicely presented and held together.

Next I chose some white nylon stockings that went with the outfit, I loved the feel as they slid up over my smooth skin covering my legs in their grasp, and it always turns me on the way they feel as they glide over my flesh. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror, the image displayed was of a beautiful woman dressed in white, her hourglass figure enhanced by the bodice as it held her waist and pushed up her breasts, her stocking clad legs seemed very long and shapely, what man could resist her. I picked out a matching set of panties and covered my now moist sex. 

Putting on the blouse and skirt I admired myself in the mirror, what would he think of me. The skirt just covered the tops of my stockings, if I bent down this would rise and reveal the tops of my thighs and would present a nice picture for any one to see. I moved into the bathroom and began to apply my makeup, and then I selected my shoes and had a final check in the mirror. Satisfied with the way I looked I switched on my answer phone and left a note for my flatmate that I would be away for a few days. I jumped into my car and began driving to my appointment with fate.

On the trip I began to have second thoughts about what I was about to do, could I trust him, I didn’t know this man but was going to give him myself for whatever he wanted to do to me. Visions from horror movies and murders ran through my head and I nearly turned back, but I carried on, at least I owed him an explanation as to why I couldn’t go through with this. As I got closer to our meeting point I began to allay my fears and rationalise them, this was something I’d dreamed of and wanted to do, I decided I would meet Cliff and decide what to do then.

I arrived at the town and drove to the centre, I was twenty minutes early and quickly found the place Cliff had told me to meet him, he said that there would be a bus stop with a bench outside of a motel, I was to park my car in the motel car park and wait for him on the bench. My fantasy was that I was a schoolgirl awaiting the bus when I was grabbed by this truck driver and bundled away in his truck. As I waited for him to arrive I was still in two minds whether to jump back in my car and run off or to stay.

Just then a truck pulled up in front of me and the driver stepped down and walked over. I looked him up & down, he had blond hair and was well built, in his late 20’s or early 30’s and had a tan, he was not at all what I had envisaged he’d look like. He introduced himself and said that he was happy to finally meet me in person, he went on to say that he didn’t think I would be here waiting for him, that I would have gotten cold feet or decided that I didn’t want to go through with this. I did confess that I had my doubts and very nearly turned back. Cliff seemed disappointed with this and I quickly explained that after seeing him all those thoughts had disappeared & I would go through with what we had agreed.

As I stood up I let Cliff glimpse the tops of my stockings under my skirt, he asked me to turn around and show myself off, I did a little twirl and wiggled my bottom as I did so. Cliff then asked me if I was sure that I wanted to go through with this and I could back out now without embarrassment? I quickly thought about this and before I let my doubts creep up inside me again I looked into his eyes and said that I wanted to be his. He told me to turn around away from him and I felt him grab my wrists and the cold steel of handcuffs close around them, I couldn’t pull my hands apart and Cliff moved me quickly to the truck and helped me climb inside. There were a couple of steps to climb and I felt his hands on my behind as he pushed me inside. I was now his kidnap victim.

Cliff climbed in behind me and pushed me down on the passenger seat, holding me in place as he reached behind and brought out some rope, he began to bind me to the seat, several ropes went around my body and tightened to hold me firmly to the seat. Next from the glovebox he produced a ballgag and inserted this into my mouth, he fastened the straps around my head that held the ball between my teeth and secured them with a small lock. Satisfied with my bondage he moved over to his seat and started the trucks engine. I was bound securely to the seat and began to move around testing my bondage and getting to enjoy the feel of them, Cliff looked over and asked if I was okay? I nodded my head; I was fine in fact I was loving this. All I wanted now was for my ankles to be tied and I started wiggling my feet hoping he’d get the message. Cliff noticed and said that he’d be fixing me up outside of town, just sit and enjoy the ride. The truck then moved off and I began my adventure.

We’d driven for about thirty minutes when Cliff pulled over to the side and down a dirt track into a small forest, he stopped the truck and switched off the engine, he looked over at me and I whimpered into my gag playing the helpless victim. He moved over to me and began running his hands over my bound body, moving them over my breasts feeling me through the fabric of my blouse. My nipples reacted to the touch and began to swell and stand out as he continued to caress me, then he looked into my eyes, I could see the lust within them as he began to pull my blouse apart trying to expose my sensitive breasts, that’s when he saw my surprise. He looked up and said that I was a very naughty girl and that maybe I should be punished for being so deliciously wicked. I let out a low moan from behind the gag and he began to untie me from the seat.

Once he’d removed the ropes he pulled me into the sleeper cabin behind the seats and laid me down on the bed. He ran his hands over my body and felt the bodice I was wearing, his hands then drifted down to lift my skirt and reveal my stocking clad legs. He quickly undressed himself, his body was tanned all over and also well toned, he had no hair on his body and as I looked down I could see his very erect member waving at me. He was also well built too. I gulped behind my gag, this was the moment of truth I was now his to use as he wished, he began removing my damp panties and exposing my bare sex to his gaze.

He asked if I’d shaved it for him and I nodded. He ran his fingers over my flesh and probed into my pussy and found my honey pot, he removed his fingers and brought them up to his face and smelt my musky odour, then he ran his tongue over them to taste them. Cliff then moved his body down and brought his face between my legs, he pushed my thighs apart with his hands and ran his tongue over my wet sex, pushing with his firm tongue against my clitoris. Delving deeper he pushed his tongue into my hole and sent shockwaves throughout my body as I cried out into my gag.

He took his time playing with me bringing me close to orgasm with his mouth and then stopping before I could climax, then with a wicked smile he moved himself up my body and pushed himself deep within me. I felt as though I’d been impelled on a stake as he drove himself home within me. He began to move in & out of my love hole, pushing harder with each thrust building up momentum until we both climaxed, our orgasms coming together crashing over our bodies. 

Cliff lay on top of me for a while as we came back down to earth then he moved to one side and asked if I was okay, I weakly nodded and gulped behind my gag, he asked me if I still wished to continue with my fantasy? After what had just happened and the mind-blowing orgasm I’d experienced I was not about to say no to more of the same treatment. I shook my head to indicate yes I did wish to be used and abused by him. Cliff seemed very happy with this, he said that the agreed safeword should be orange or that I should shake my head if gagged if I was not happy with anything that would happen.

He then rolled me over in the bed so I was face down and began to re-tie me, working the rope around my ankles and cinching the rope tight he moved up my legs and bound around my knees.  Next he circled rope around and between my thighs and pulled this tight, he reached up and removed the handcuffs still holding my wrists, and he then bound my wrists together with rope. More rope was placed around my chest, in between my breasts separating them as they cut in between them and the rope came back around to form a body harness. Next he grabbed my legs and brought them up to meet my wrists, rope then held them together holding me in a hog-tie position. A blindfold was placed over my eyes and the gag was retightened behind my head forcing the ball further in my mouth, the straps cutting into my flesh.

Happy with his handiwork he patted my bottom and asked if I was okay, I nodded my head that I was fine, he said good because I wouldn’t be released for sometime, as he had to get some driving done. I would remain bound in some form for the remainder of the trip and I was now his bondage slave to be used by him as he wished. The words sent shivers of delight throughout my bound body as I lay there wriggling against my bondage. My mind went into orgasm as he spoke of this, Cliff then climbed into the drivers seat and we continued our journey. I was now his prisoner, I had done this to satisfy a deeply held fantasy of mine, I knew there would be a risk but from what I’d seen and experienced so far I knew that the next few days would be amazing.

Later that day I felt the truck stop, Cliff climbed out of the cab without so much as a word or look in my direction, I remained bound, gagged and blindfolded in the sleeper section of the truck. A short time later I heard the door open and someone climb in the truck, they moved into the sleeper section and ran their cold hands over my bound body without saying a word. The rope that held me in the hog-tie was cut and my legs fell onto the bed, their hands continued to play with my stocking clad legs and move up to the cheeks of my rear.

Next I felt movement on the bed as he moved himself down the bed towards my feet, he straddled my legs and lifted my hips up off the bed so that I rested on my knees with my bottom in the air. I felt a cold finger probe my warm pussy; I heard his zipper open and steadied myself for what I thought was about to happen. I could feel the head of his penis stroke my labia, gently brushing up & down getting covered in my juices, he then pushed himself forward and entered me, finding his way deep inside me. He grunted as he moved himself within me, I was being taken from behind doggie style, still tightly bound and unable to resist, I was loving every minute.

It didn’t take him long to orgasm and he grunted his pleasure within me, I could feel his member expand as he neared his climax then the sperm gush out of him and into me. I had not come and that pleased me, I was his sex slave, his toy for his own personal use, I felt satisfied that I’d pleased him. He withdrew from me and lay down beside me, he spoke softly to me, I now knew it was Cliff, I hadn’t been too sure but there wasn’t much I could have done to stop them using me bound as I was. Cliff then untied my hands from behind my back and re-tied them in front. I was to remain tied this way overnight as Cliff drifted off to sleep my fingers found their way to my pleasure centre and found my magic button.

We awoke early the next morning and Cliff removed all the ropes binding me, plus the gag and the blindfold, he gave me a pair of overalls to wear and helped me out of the truck. After going to the toilet we had breakfast in the truckstop café. When we returned to the truck I climbed inside followed by Cliff. He told me to remove the overalls and lay on the mattress, he quickly re-tied me into a bodyharness with the rope, crossing over between my breasts as before. Then he continued around my waist and down through my crotch, pulling this tight against my tender flesh tying this off behind my back. He then cuffed my hands in front and bound my ankles together.

I was now flat on my back lying in the rear cabin as Cliff unzipped himself and pulled his member out of his pants and presented it to my mouth, I opened my lips and kissed him lightly on the head. Then I ran my tongue over the top and down the side, moving my body to get closer to him. I closed my warm lips over his penis and sucked him down into the back of my mouth; I tasted his salty pre-cum as I swallowed allowing myself to savour his taste. I moved my head up and down on his shaft, sucking hard to increase his pleasure, my tongue darting over him causing tiny shudders through his body. I took him deeper within me as I felt his member swell and he approached climax and prepared myself to receive his load within my mouth, a couple more moves by me and he shot his sperm within my mouth, as he did so he held my head down forcing me further onto his penis and nearly down my throat.

Afterwards Cliff moved me from the bed up onto the passenger seat, he took some more rope and tied me to the seat, suitably bound he moved over and sat in the drivers seat. I asked him if he’d forgotten something and puckered my lips in a mock kiss, “You’d like to be gagged?” he asked. I nodded my head. After he’d fixed the straps behind my head holding the ballgag tightly in my mouth, he moved over and we continued our journey.

* * * *

Later that day we began approaching a city, the countryside started to disappear to be replaced by housing, Cliff spoke and said that this was a stop over point and we’d be changing some cargo, unfortunately the place we’d be stopping had high security and they would probably check inside the cabin, he didn’t want them finding a bound naked female in the cab. He said that I would have to be hidden away and shortly we’d stop so he could prepare me. I had goosebumps at the thought of this.

We found a quiet spot outside of town and pulled off the road, my side of the truck would be hidden from passing vehicles and it would look as though he was changing a tyre. Cliff untied the ropes and removed the gag, he climbed out of the cab and suggested that I take advantage of the stopover and relieve myself in the bushes. When I returned I stretched my limbs as Cliff began emptying out the storage locker under the trailer. Cliff said that I would have to be hidden from this point on until he’d finished loading and left the other side of town. He then reached up into the truck and brought out 2 rolls of plastic kitchen wrap, he told me to stand with my legs apart and began covering them tightly in the plastic, he ran a couple of layers over each leg and told me to place them together.

Next he started to wind wrap around both legs binding them tightly together, moving slowly upwards he covered my legs and continued over my hips and tummy, then reaching my breasts he started to place the wrap in a cross over fashion over my shoulders and then back over my breasts until all the roll was used. He than began to use the other roll and tightly covered my breasts squeezing them against my body reducing their size. He continued to wrap the plastic over my body working up and own until the roll was used, next he brought out a couple of rolls of silver duct tape.

He started binding my ankles and worked his way over my legs and body until the tape covered all of the plastic wrap. He then started with the other roll and bound me as tightly as he could, when he’d finished I had trouble breathing due to the compression of my chest, he said that once I was lying down it would improve. I was now covered in 2 layers of tape over several layers of plastic kitchen wrap with only my feet and head exposed. He climbed back into the truck as I tried to maintain my balance, when he returned he held in his hand what turn out to be a latex hood. He explained what it was and then placed this over my head pulling it tightly over my face and the back of my head, the back was zippered closed and he adjusted the breathing holes below my nose, I could still see through the hood as there were eyeholes but my mouth was covered. The latex hood was now stretched tightly over my head and secured at the base of my neck with a small lock.

Cliff grabbed hold of my shoulders and placed me on the ground, he then wrapped the film around my feet and covered them with more tape, I was now covered from head to feet and totally unable to move. It felt absolutely delicious! He then moved to the storage cabinet and removed a large canvas bag and brought this over to me, he laid this down on the ground next to me and pulled it out. He then rolled me over into the bag until I was face up and on my back; he grabbed the sides and pulled them up over my tightly wrapped body, closing the zipper as he worked the canvas closed. He said that I would be hidden inside this canvas bag and stored away in the locker below the trailer, no one but he would know where I was and I would stay here until he wanted to release me. He was saying all the right words to turn me on, my body was crying out for orgasm, I was highly frustrated and wanted him to use me here and now, instead he closed the bag over my head blocking out the light and I felt him pick me up and place my bound, wrapped and enclosed body in the locker.

My bound body was pushed to the rear of the storage locker and Cliff started to reload all the items he’d removed including a large canvas tarpaulin that he placed on top of me pushing me down against whatever was below me, if I could have had limited movement before now it would be impossible. Several other items were placed back in the locker and I heard the door close and the bolts lock into place, I was now trapped within several layers of wrap and tape, enclosed within a canvas bag and locked away until further use. I felt the truck move and we headed off into the city and thereafter to the warehouse. I had deliciously wicked thoughts and wondered what people would think if they knew I was here as we passed by them. 

I’d lost all track of time by now the truck had stopped moving and I could hear movement above me in the cargo area, it must be the workers changing the load and I had visions of what they’d do if they found me here. I had a mini orgasm as my mind drifted off into fantasy of being found and used by several men at once while Cliff looked on directing what they were doing to me. I also wondered how long I would remain bound like this and my thoughts drifted off into me being permanently bound this way, I’d been kidnapped by an Egyptian cult and they’d mummified me as part of some ancient ritual, I would remain this way for all eternity. I didn’t care as I was thoroughly enjoying every minute of this.

I was awoken by the truck moving, we must have finished loading and were now heading off, I lay there tightly wrapped and as horny as hell as I felt the vibrations rumble through the truck. Cliff carried on driving until we were safely outside of town, he found a nice quiet spot surrounded by trees and pulled over, after hearing the truck stop I hoped that it wouldn’t be long before he came and got me. I heard the locks being opened on the cabinet and some things being removed, then I felt his hands grab hold of the canvas bag containing me and he pulled me out onto the ground, next I was picked up over his shoulder and carried for a short distance, I didn’t know where I was as I couldn’t see. Cliff dropped me down onto the ground and began to open the bag, I could see daylight, I’d been in the bag overnight. He then rolled me over and I felt him touch the wrapping near my rear, he cut open the wrapping with his knife to reveal my rosebud, his fingers quickly moved to prise open my cheeks and I felt something cold being applied to my rear hole. 

I felt his body weight as he lay down on top of me and then I felt his erect penis push against me, he must have applied some lubrication as he slipped against my bottom with his member. Next he moved his fingers and pushed them into my rear, opening me up as he did so, first two then three fingers played with my virgin hole, he was using more lubrication getting me ready for his manhood to use me. Satisfied with his work I felt him move himself into position and then felt his penis push up against my hole, it put up some resistance until finally he managed to push the head of it in. I screamed into my gag as the pain flashed through my brain and he eased himself off and started to pull out, I didn’t want him to stop and wriggled against him to indicate that I wanted him to continue, he quickly got the message and I felt him push himself into me again. There was less pain this time and I began to relax myself hoping that it would make it easier for him to enter my behind.

We lay still for a little while whilst my body got used to having an erect penis up my rear, Cliff then started to move and pushed himself a little deeper and then started to build up his rhythm, moving himself in & out of my hole. As the pain eased I experienced another more pleasurable sensation and began to enjoy what was happening to me, it wasn’t as bad as I first thought and I was beginning to get into this when I felt Cliff grow within me and knew that he would not be far away from climax. A few more strokes later and I felt him cum deep within me, he continued pumping into me until he’d finished his orgasm and then lay there on top of me spent. I couldn’t move at all as I was still tightly wrapped and had to wait until he moved off of me.

I felt him ease himself out of me and he stood up, he admired his handiwork as I lay there wriggling like a silver fish, covered in duct tape. I was desperate to relieve my bladder and maybe stretch my limbs, I wouldn’t have minded a climax or two as well but just a pee in the meantime would be good. Cliff said that I wouldn’t be released just yet, but if I wanted to go to the toilet he’d roll me over and I could use the hole he’d made in the tape. I felt his hands on my bound body and he rolled me over and pulled my head so I was now in a sitting position, well this opened the floodgates so to speak and I relieved myself there and then. He asked if I was finished and I shook my head yes, he pushed my head back down and rolled me back into the canvas bag. He quickly fastened up the zipper and secured me inside again, I was carried back over to the truck and again stored in the locker, all the contents were thrown back inside with several landing on me and the door closed and locked. I was now just his sex toy to be taken out and used as he wished, I was in my fantasy as the truck pulled away with its hidden cargo.
 

30.10.03

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