## Girl on Boy Kidnapping (Parts 1-3)

Post by Canuck33 » Fri Apr 20, 2012 1:04 pm

PART 1
This event took place only four weeks after my first bondage game with Caleb; you can read all about it in the story ‘Tied in the Poolhouse’. In case you are wondering, I was tied up for a total of one hour and twenty minutes with one five minute break in between before he released me. I could have stayed a little longer, but it was really hot and I was gagged pretty tightly and had a bag tied on my head, so Caleb decided to release me a little early. Unfortunately, Caleb was away on vacation and I was pretty busy myself throughout July, working full-time plus overtime at a sales job in order to pay some of my tuition fees. By the time I came back, my parents were already home, so setting up another bondage scenario was inconceivable. I had to wait until the first Saturday after Caleb came back. It was the first week of August. We decided to set the entire weekend off for ourselves. I told my mother I was going to my friend Claire, who lives in the other side of Toronto. Needless to say, she believes me.
‘Have fun, Alex, and remember to stay safe and don’t drink too much!’ She says before I left. I'm on my way out when she forced a big wet kiss on my cheek. ‘Mom! I’m nineteen years old, damn it!’ I snapped.
‘And you’re still my baby,’ she said, smiling. ‘Don’t drink and drive.’
‘You know I won’t! Is that even necessary?’ I say, but soften my face and waved goodbye before leaving her for the weekend.
At 10:30 am, I park my Honda civic inside Caleb’s garage, which he left open under my instruction. His parents were away all week, and his little sister was at a friends’ sleepover and not scheduled to come back until much later. Caleb was already awake, but still in his PJ’s – an old pair of sweatpants. He was wearing a nylon windbreaker jacket, unzipped. He was shirtless underneath, but with his smooth muscular body, he could easily get away with it.
‘You’re looking classy!’ I say mockingly, and he responds with a barely intelligible croak. ‘Meh; Alex would you like some coffee?’ He asks me, his voice still hoarse from sleeping. ‘I just woke up, didn’t even have breakfast yet.’
‘How about tea instead, man? I’ll drink it while you’re gobbling away,’ I answer nonchalantly. He closes the garage door, so in case my parents drive by, they will not see the car. We head to his kitchen. Caleb’s parents are almost as well off as mine, and definitely show it. I’m surprised to find out they also have a swimming pool in their backyard, with a gorgeous red stone deck and greenery all around it.
‘Bastard, you never told me you also had a swimming pool!’ I snap.
‘It’s because yours is better,’ he responds in a low voice. I inspect the pool from the kitchen window. It is considerably smaller than our bean-shaped pool, and does not include a poolhouse (that really disappoints me), but it’s still beautiful and very private. Meanwhile Caleb finishes making my tea. He dumps a bit of milk and two sugar cubes and stirs.
‘There you go, sweet just the way you like it,’ he hands to me with a mischievous grin. I don’t know why, everything about Caleb seems mischievous.
When he finishes his breakfast of eggs, toast and fruit and I drain my cup, Caleb opens his laptop to show me a wanted ad he found yesterday night.
‘Alex, you’re gonna love it,’ he says with renewed energy. Among the hobbies we share together – fitness, choir, music, bondage – I can guess it has something to do with the latter. And I’m not mistaken. The ad reads:
‘Two young female doms, late 20’s, looking for fit, young male subs into bondage and discipline. Gay, str8 or bi, must have athletic build and be able to endure long term bondage. If you’re interested, message us at cherryvelvet@cogeco.ca. Please have a pic ready.’
‘Their names are Cherry and Velvet,’ says Caleb, snickering.
‘Are those their real names?’ I scowl.
‘Who cares? I called them. We exchanged pics and everything, just to find out the other person is not lying. He opens the received files and extracted a picture with two attractive girls, a brunette and a blonde. The brunette looks around 27 while the blonde must be in her early-thirties, and they are both clad in tight one-piece Speedo swimsuits. The blond one is also wearing bunny ears, while the brunette is holding a beer mug. Clearly, they’re at some sort of pool party. They both have fine, tanned swimmers’ physiques.
‘Now Alex, I know you’re gay and everything, but this isn’t sex, really,” he’s making an effort not to smile, ‘and I know how much you like being tied up. Trust me, I KNOW. Imagine those girls binding you helpless and watching you struggle...’ he pauses for a second, ‘they could tie me up! You’d like that!’ Caleb is right about that. And even though I always preferred men, knowing those strong, dominant, older women were willing to tie me and do pretty much anything I wanted made me beam.
‘Yeah, sure man. What are you waiting for? Message them!’
‘I already did,’ said Caleb, ‘they replied right away. They’re coming today,’ he said with an even wider grin. I was shocked. ‘Today?! Don’t you think that’s a little quick?’
‘Well...yes. But I didn’t send them your picture, don’t worry,’ he confirms, ‘only mine. I thought it might be a little quick for you, so I wanted to ask your thoughts first. They’re going to show up in about an hour. What do you wanna do?’
To be continued...
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Post by kidnapplz » Fri Apr 20, 2012 4:00 pm

great story. Plz go on

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Post by mikeybound » Fri Apr 20, 2012 4:49 pm

Not bad! I kinda wish you did more with tied in the poolhouse. And glad to see Alex is sexually flexible

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Post by Canuck33 » Fri Apr 20, 2012 7:03 pm

Hey Mikeybound - Alex actually identifies as gay (he's supposed to be a depiction of myself when I was 3-4 years younger) while Caleb is bi (and a fantasy of mine ).
About Tied in the Poolhouse - I actually think I REALLY pushed the envelope with that story. For a supposedly PG story, I added as much suggestive material as common sense would allow. Why, you don't think it was enough?
PART 2 - The Prep
‘Well, you’re my friend, I’m with you in this, and you know it,” I said earnestly, then I held on his shoulder and squeezed it amiably. Caleb simply grinned. ‘Would you be interested to know the scenario we have decided on?’ He asked.
‘Um...what scenario?’
‘A kidnapping,’ he says quietly, his stupid grin not escaping his face. ‘Those hot girls are going to tie us up and take us to their house, only we’ll make it look like an abduction,’ he winks. ‘By the way, you brought your speedo, right?’
‘Yeah, why?’
‘They say they like swimmer boys. They think we’re delicious,’ he winks at me again. Now I’m getting excited. I’ve been a swimmer for as long as I can remember, but only recently I realised how well speedo briefs and bondage go together. I opened my backpack, where I packed pajamas, soap, moisturizer, my toothbrush and two shiny speedos, red and silver. I throw the silvery one over to Caleb and start taking off my clothes. ‘Turn around,’ I said as I unzipped my tight jeans. My pale, slim legs were completely smooth. ‘Did you wax again, Alex?’ Caleb teased. ‘Turn around!’ I said louder. ‘Okay, geez.’ He mumbled something unintelligible and then turned his back. I took off my comfortable blue boxer-briefs with their Superman logo (man I love those) and slid on the undersized red Lycra euro-cut brief. It was size 26 (I'm size 30) with a seam going through the butt and a yellow "Speedo" side logo, made of very shiny, slippery material. The speedo forms of a high-leg v-shape which greatly accentuated my bulge. I tied the drawstrings and told Caleb he can face me again.
‘What do you think?’ I asked, smiling. ‘Haha, huh...wow, these Euro-briefs sure fit tight. This is as revealing as you can get while still being considered modest, right?’
‘Yeah, I guess; I do look sexy, right? Like Tom Daley sexy?’
Caleb looks at me and laughs. ‘Yeah right, minus the abs, and about six shades lighter. Sorry Alex, that’s a far stretch, even for you.’ If he hasn’t added ‘even for you’, I’d probably be a offended, but then again, Caleb was right. He was the one with amazing body.
‘Oh I’m just teasing you man! Take off your shirt, you look damn fine,’ he makes me take off my blue Toronto t-shirt so I’m clad in nothing but the speedo. He touches my smooth stomach admiringly. ‘You’ve been working out?’ ‘I always do, four times a week,’ I answer. ‘Go get changed.’
Caleb goes to the downstairs washroom and comes back clad in the speedo. It has the same tight, high-leg cut in silver with a black logo. He has abs, that’s for sure, and extremely muscular thighs covered in dark tufts of hair. He is also extremely tanned, almost mocha-brown. I have to stiffle a gasp.
‘Dude, you look amazing!’ I say with a straight face, but my voice definitely contains an unmistakable breathiness. ‘It’s clear the girls are going to pick you1'
‘Nope, my friends, they’re going to pick us both. By the way, I never realized you’re so well endowed,’ I noticed Caleb’s lowered gaze.
‘Oh...yeah, thanks; I think it’s the speedo.' I never thought much of my bulge, but it was definitely showing off in the speedo. Caleb looked huge!
'We have forty minutes. What do you want to do before Cherry and Velvet come?’ I smirk at the sound of their names.
‘Go biking?’ He suggests. So we go biking; in our speedos, of course. We only put on running shoes, sunglasses (more so we will not be easily recognized) and helmets. We apply sun tan lotion on ourselves first. Caleb feels generous so he applies the lotion on my back, and I return the favour (yum yum!).
We bike quickly for about half an hour, passing several schoolgirls on vacation and old couples. A young girl, no older than fifteen, stares at me admiringly.
‘That’s Rebecca; she goes to my sister’s school. Wait until she tells everyone about this,’ Caleb looks at me and laughs. Oh, nothing satisfies Caleb quite like female attention.
We return after thirty five minutes, stash our bikes, have a quick drink and gobble a Quaker chocolate bar. How I love those bars! Caleb calls his sister, telling her he’s going out with me, and that he’s burying the entrance key in the plant pot so she can enter. Smart, I think. Then he hangs up. ‘There, everything is taken care of. Now just sit back and relax until the doorbell rings...’
To Be continued...
Warning: Part 3 will be posted very soon, it is going to be very bizarre. You've all been warned.
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Post by mikeybound » Fri Apr 20, 2012 7:36 pm

Please post it all!!!!!!!!!!!

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Post by boundboy » Sat Apr 21, 2012 3:56 am

great story so far
This boy is ready to be bound with rope and gags
-boundboy

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Post by random » Sun Apr 22, 2012 12:54 am

Do continue
Life is too short to have regrets.
I may have a strong opinion at times but I respect yours and hope you do the same.
Check out my first story ./viewtopic.php?f=56&t=15159 Comments and suggestions welcome!

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Post by Jack Roper » Sun Apr 22, 2012 3:17 pm

Great story; please continue.

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Post by Canuck33 » Sun Apr 22, 2012 9:22 pm

PART 3: WE ARE SOLD, KIDNAPPED AND BOUND VERY TIGHTLY
I let Caleb open the door. Surely enough, Cherry and Velvet are standing there, greeting him warmly. ‘Hi, I’m Cherry,’ says the brunette, ‘and this is my partner in crime, Velvet. You really weren’t joking when you said you’re a swimmer. And you look sizzling in those tight speedos!’ Caleb grinned and nodded. Caleb, who’s 5’11’’, towered over Cherry, so she must’ve been no more than 5’3’’, very busty and well-muscled. She's wearing tight, black leather pants, high leather boots and a tight-fitting, sleeveless white t-shirt. Her tanned skin is about the same shade as Caleb’s. She was a very attractive, dominant-looking girl, despite her relatively short stature. Velvet is about 5’7’’, her already-blonde hair striped with highlights, her skin was a little lighter and pinkish, and she was a little plump. Her piercing eyes were bluer than mine, and they stood out dramatically by her dark-blue mascara. She is also wearing the same tight boots and leather pants, but had a light-blue very short-sleeved blouse on. They both looked very seductive and a little dangerous. I mean, even though Caleb and I could physically overpower them (I think), the idea of being kidnapped by these hot babes was beyond exciting.
‘Caleb, right?’ Asks Velvet. Her voice is low and seductive, almost husky.
‘Yeah, nice to meet you,’ Caleb tries to maintain his cool, but was clearly struggling to contain his excitement. Being clad in nothing but a skin tight silver speedo, with his backside and manhood clearly showing, only intensifies his passionate urges to be abducted and restrained by these women, among other things
‘Um, if you don’t mind, my friend decided to join in the fun,’ he says hesitantly in the form of a question.
‘Sure! No problem, another boy victim, I’m assuming?’ Cherry asks in a purr.
‘Yeah; Alex, come over here!’ Caleb called me. Hesitantly, I walked in and faced the girls, still wearing my shiny red speedo. ‘This is my friend, Alex. He’s gay, but he likes bondage,’ was my introduction. I sensed a certain wardrobe dysfunction in my speedo, but I resisted my urge to look down. Velvet’s snickers confirmed my suspicions.
‘Well then, we got ourselves a gay boy. Hi Alex, I know you’re into other boys and all, but I hope you don’t mind if we have a little fun with you today. You’re very hot; both of you, actually.’
‘Thanks! Yeah, me and Caleb discussed this, he’s my buddy so I decided I’ll join whatever crazy stuff he gets himself involved in, just to keep him in check,’ I felt surprisingly calm talking to Cherry and Velvet, unlike Caleb. Oh well, part of the advantage of being gay.
‘Well, you won’t be doing a lot of talking while you’re held captive, I can tell you that,’ Cherry says in a catlike purr....
Cherry and Velvet ease us into what they called ‘game-mode’ by sitting down and asking us progressively more personal questions about our interests. They started with ‘when did you discover you like being tied up?’ And they asked me which items I like being used on me. I told them about my experience in the poolhouse (read all about it here: viewtopic.php?f=38&t=11746) and I noticed my heartbeat accelerating and my thing hardening as I described every detail of my confinement. Everyone smiled approvingly. I then admitted I was interested in escapology, and how I managed to escape from various combinations of bags and ropes. Once I actually performed the metamorphosis trick in front of friends (it wasn’t that hard to pull off), but to make it more fun, I escaped wearing nothing but my briefs, only to be tied up in the bag again and ending the show with my friends 'kidnapping' me. Other times, the restraints were tied so intricately I could not escape, which became more fun as I realized how much I like feeling helpless. It was strange, feeling so comfortable talking to these girls about being tied up!
‘You want to feel helpless, Alex?’ asks Velvet, ‘do you want us tie you up tightly, make sure you can’t escape, and abduct you? Because we can do that,’ her voice dropped to a whisper.
My boner is now getting uncomfortable; ‘can I excuse myself? I need to go to the washroom,’ I say. When I get up, I could hardly walk. ‘Ohh...’ I whimper innocently, the girls now laughing loudly. ‘Alex, you need to do a little bit of adjusting, my friend. It’s ok...actually, it’s better than ok, you have nothing to be ashamed of!’
Turning around (and offering the girls a nice view of my speedo-clad butt), I reposition the speedo's contents, pulling them up and re-tying my speedo. I was now completely erect and I couldn’t stop rubbing myself. I feel embarrassed. ‘Sorry, I’ve never been this hard before in one of these,’ I mumbled.
‘That’s fiiine, we’re enjoying ourselves, trust me,’ says Velvet. ‘How old are you, Alex? Just wondering.’ ‘I’m 19,’ I answered truthfully.
‘Thank god! Because, you look a little young, that's all. Anyways, we brought a boy with us, and you might know him...’ Velvet called out ‘Javier’, and in he came.
‘Javier Lara?!” I scream. Javier and I dated for a while during the school year, he was a 23 year old interior designer with his own apartment, very nice but I was getting too busy with my classes so I had to stop seeing him. He's Latino, short and stocky, with olive skin, green eyes and the perfect amount of stubble. Very handsome, I might add. He was wearing his usual tight jeans, sneakers and a tight-fitting white designer polo shirt.
‘Alexander! What a pleasant surprise,’ he says. ‘I’m driving the girls, papi,’ he smirked.
There I stood in front of my ex-boyfriend whose only ever seen me down to boxers. Now, with my body fully waxed smooth and clad in nothing but a tight speedo, I felt very vulnerable. ‘Oh, you’re the...driver...I see. You’re not into kink, right?’
‘Well,’ he chuckles nervously, ‘not like these girls, but I wouldn’t turn down an opportunity when I saw one, if you know what I mean,’ he winks at me. ‘So, you and your friend are getting kidnapped?’
‘Yeah, it was my idea,’ says Caleb, clearly excited with the turnout of events. ‘I’m Caleb.’
‘Javier Lara. Nice speedo, my friend. It really brings out your...ASSets.’
‘Thanks...’
At that moment Cherry opens her purse and pulled out with pairs of rolled socks, two bandanas and two rounds of electric tape. ‘Okay swimmers, enough talking. I want you both to gag yourselves with these items, and make it a proper gag, damn it. You have three minutes, me and Velvet are going to get the rest of the stuff. Hurry up! Javier, don’t distract them.’
Before gagging myself, I return to my bag and pull out my blue silicone swim cap and pull it over my ears. It feels tight, and it takes a while getting all the hair inside. By the time my ears are tucked inside and the cap is lying just over my eyes, Caleb is knotting the bandanas behind his head, the socks secured in his mouth. I look the white sports socks in disgust. Well, at least they’re clean. I shove them in my mouth, test them by making 'hmppf!' sounds which make the girls smile, tie the bandana behind my head and then take the electric tape and wrap it twice over the bandana to keep it secured. Caleb has taped his entire mouth and chin; he must have used at least 10 rounds, and it looks super tight. I can’t decipher his lower face anymore, but judging by the squint in his eyes, he’s smiling. ‘Hmpfff!’
‘Okay boys, let’s see,’ Velvet says as she closes the door behind her. Cherry is carried a bunch of large items. We’re both made to stand facing each other while Cherry and Velvet inspect our gags and Javier is feeling Caleb’s torso. I notice the huge bulge growing in his speedo. ‘Caleb, not bad, you’ve really gone overboard. It’s pretty sexy,’ said Velvet approvingly. Unfortunately, my gag doesn’t meet their standards. ‘Alex, sorry but yours is not tight enough. Let me show you how it’s done.’ Velvet takes the electric tape from my hand and wraps it tightly around my lower face until it's so tight I feel my skull being squeezed. ‘There! That looks much better. AND for your negligence, you’re going to be spanked. Javier!”
‘Always ready to help out,’ says Javier and smacks my speedo-covered buttocks with his bare hand. ‘Hmmppff!’ I groan. ‘Shut up, boy, and stand still. It’s only five licks.’ Javier spanks me four more times, each time harder than the previous, and gives my backside a little squeeze on the last one. If anybody has ever been spanked with speedos on, let me tell you something - the speedos really make it sting!
‘Okay boys, now we’re going to tie you up very tight, so you won't be able to do any funny escape tricks, especially you, Alex!’ Velvet stares at me. Cherry starts working a length of rope around Caleb’s body. She binds his arms at his sides, wrapping the soft nylon rope around his midsection. Javier does the same to me. We’re tied around our midsections, chest and shoulders and then the ropes are looped over the backs of our necks and the actions are repeated. The second round is tied around our waist, and then looped underneath the crotch and over our butts. While I fine a tight crotch rope over top of a tight speedo quite arousing, Caleb was clearly not enjoying himself.
‘What’s the matter, swimmer boys, your panties are a little too tight?’ Velvet teases us. They tie the rope above and below our knees and then around our ankles. Then they open the squishy objects, which turn out to be sleeping bags, and lay them open on the floor.
‘It’s a little chilly to be walking around in speedos, so we decided this will keep you warm during the ride,’ says Velvet. Since we couldn’t move our arms (or resist, for that matter), Velvet and Cherry had to pull the sleeping bags and then lace the hoods over our heads so we’re completely covered up except for our faces.
‘Alex, watch as we wrap your friend like a present. And a fine present he is!’ says Velvet. I glance at Caleb, give him one last, longing look, and can’t stop thinking how cute he looks. She has a blue silk pillow case in her hand. With deliberate speed and force, she covers his face and head with the silky case and wraps a leather strap over his shoulders to secure the pillow case in place, tying it as tightly as it will go.
Caleb starts squirming, moaning, resisting, while Cherry holds him down and Velvet fastens five additional straps around his body and tightens each one. I stand and watch, horrified but aroused, seeing my best friend getting turned into an object, but exhilarated knowing that I'm going to be next. 'We've got one more thing,' Cherry announces as she opens two large black plastic packages that look like huge garbage bags...
‘These are industrial-strength nylon sacks, they're big enough to fit an adult standing up’ explains Velvet, 'and in case you're wondering, we've going to put you inside and seal you nice and tight.' I look over at Caleb, who makes a very strange moaning sound. Velvet shuts him by slamming her hand against his bagged head and muttering a warning.
'By the way, Javier, where’s my hundred and fifty bucks?’
‘Right here, milady. You keep the sexy breeder, and I'll take my ex-boyfriend. You've done a great job capturing him, and in a speedo!! Oh my!’ Javier chuckled. Then I realized that these girls are selling me!!!
I tried to yell ‘pervert!’ through the gag, but it didn’t quite come out that way. The girls busy themselves with the sleeping bag that Caleb is in. They tighten all the straps EVEN MORE and then squeeze him into the nylon sack. Just like they said - they manage to fit him inside entirely. It's a tight squeeze, but I imagine that what's exactly they want...
They close the opening of the sack, tie it up, and seal it with duct tape. Velvet grabs the top, squeezing it shut, while Caleb is battling inside his double-bag prison. Next thing I know, a purple silk pillowcase is jammed on my head and leather and enforced with a leather strap. "You now belong to Javier, you little boy bitch."
More straps are tied around my feet, ankles, knees, torso and chest, and tightened. With each strap, I feel my erection getting a little bit bigger, harder, and more strained against the super-tight speedo and the tight crotch rope. I stay still, mostly because I'm afraid that the slightest movement will trigger an uncontrollable series of intense orgasms...the little light passing through the pillow case is obliterated when I’m swallowed in the black sack. I'm in total, total darkness. I hear the rip of duct tape and feel the space over my head squeezing shut, finalizing my predicament.
I wondered how long we’re going to be kept packaged like this. Then I feel myself lifted off and gently positioned on the floor of a van lying face down then I hear a sliding door close and the revving of an engine as Caleb and I are being taken away.
END OF PART 3
TO READ PART 4, GO TO THE INTIMATE TUG SECTION:
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