Maxine finally atepped in from a demanding day at work. She worked as a secretary in one of the local office blocks, roughly a 15 minute drive from her house. Her long, black, silky hair rolled down naturally straight. She would be considered a very attractive young woman, 23 in age with an impressive chest and a nice rear which she often used to her advantage whenever she was on a night out. As soon as she entered she couldnt even be bothered to remove any of her clothes, walking into her house and heading straight for the tap. A pair of black high heeled shoes, opaque stockings and a tight fitting black skirt all complimented her long, luscious legs superbly. They also did a good job of hiding her garter belt and her underwear, a little twist she liked to add to her work outfits wherever possible. For her top half a light blue blouse was done up as far as the buttons would meet up her chest, hiding as much of her large busty boobs that were hidden themselves in a white lacey bra as possible. Unfortunately a fair amount was still on show, the buttons simply would not meet or would be under too much pressure or strain to do so for a long time. A turquoise cardigan and a long, patterned silk scarf rested on her shoulders and neck respectively, adding extra style and warmth with the impending autumn soon to be upon her world.
She savoured every single drop of water from the glass she had just poured herself, finding delight in a moment to herself in what was quite a mad world for her. Once she was finished she placed the glass on the side of the counter elegantly before she began to strole upstairs, debating whether to even go dor a nap.
She went upstairs as normal and straight to her room, shutting the door behind her. Just as her hand rested on the door in it's closed position she heard a voice that spooked her.
"Maxine. Dont move. I have a weapon pointed at your head and you are going to do exactly what i say, understand." Maxine could feel herself shaking from within, just who was this man inside her own house, her own bedroom. What did he want?.
She froze. "What do you want?" She asked a little unsure of just what was about to happen.
"Place your wrists behind you." The man was ordering her around like the police making an arrest. Clear attention to detail had been taken over her every potential move. He seemed to have every idea she could think of covered. She placed her wrists behind her obediently as instructed.
Maxine heard some rustling and some movement next before she felt her wrists pulled together behind her and a rope being wound tightly around them. Once her wrists were tied off securely, the same happened to her elbows, securing her arms tightly together behind her back. She looked down and noticed her boobs seemed much bigger than they already were before, probably due to the position of her arms.
"Open wide." She heard next as she obeyed obediently after tsking a moment to moisten her mouth. She found herself surprisingly much more relaxed than she expected to be seeing as she was either a hostage or being kidnapped. A second after she opened her large mouth she felt a white cloth tied tightly between her teeth. He then seemed to take advantage with her gag, using a few of her own silk scarves which she recognised in order to cleave gag her. The light blue one, followed by her orange and brown one added 2 extra layers within her mouth. It was definitely effective, making sure her jaw could barely be used.
Suddenly she felt an arm on her bound arms, gesturing her to turn around and head for her bed. She was immediately worried for a second at just what was about to happen whilst also trying to catch a glimpse of her captor. He mustve had training she reasoned with herself as they turned at just the right pace and precision so that he remained behind her, using her blind spots.
She was helped onto the bed. On her front before she felt her ankles pulled together and cinched tightly at the ankles with another length of rope. He finished her predicament off for now by adding a final rope which seemed shorter than the rest. It secured her ankles to her elbows fairly strictly, forcing her legs to bend upwards. She found the position uncomfortable to begin with but gradually got used to it after a few moments.
The man seemed almost done messing with her for the moment but she was surprised when he turned his attention to her gsg once again. She felt the scarf around her neck undone and retied over her mouth tightly, adding a more prominent layer to her gsg before two more scarves from her wardrobe collection were tied over that, virtually muting any sound she tried to make.
Completely at his mercy, she finally caught a site of her captor. However with his black hood up and a balaclava over his head, she couldnt tell much from his appearance. He reached down and undid one or two of the buttons on her blouse, pulling it apart to reveal more of her busty chest for what seemed to be his own delight. He then dissapeared behind her, adding what seemed to be his finishing touch by pulling her skirt slowly up her legs to her waist and giving her ass a few playful spanks. She winced a little, not expecting them. She imagined what she must look like, a kinky guy's wet dream she mused with herself before she heard a deep male voice on the phone from behind her. She heard 4 words. "I have the girl."