People wouldn’t believe me if I told them I was going to carry out a mass capture event; which is probably why I tried not to know many people. Having recently acquired a lot of money to purchase a secluded stately home, I had all the tools and secrets I would need to carry out such an operation.
My first victim was a hairdresser named Chloe who I had found attractive when I saw her walking around on her lunch break. She was young, blonde and busty; just how I liked as I watched her walk down the road. I stalked outside of her workplace for most of the afternoon from my van, knowing all I had to do was get close to her.
Eventually the time on my watch just passed 5 when she walked out of the front of the salon and started her journey home. She was wearing pair of black tight leggings on her legs, black slightly heeled shoes and a black tank top on her top half with a leather jacket undone over the top.
Now I should probably make the reader aware at this point, there was a reason I was sure I was going to succeed. I had developed and mass produced numerous amounts of a drug I had invented in secret. One which made whoever was injected submit with an urge for bondage immediately. Farfetched it would seem, but not in this case as I got out my van and walked towards the pavement where she was headed. I slipped around the corner inn alleyway and waited with patience, needle in hand.
When she stepped around the corner, still texting on her phone I finally got my chance. I pulled her towards me, wrapped my hand tightly around her mouth and injected her neck with the chemical. She stood there for a few moments in shock at being jumped on like she had been but after a few moments, her eyes flickered and I slowly removed my grasp.
She stood there next to me, not wanting to run away just smiling. I whispered in her ear.
“You are going to hold my hand and walk with me to the van.”
“Yes master.” She replied, clutching my hand in hers before I began walking back from where she had come from. For the first time experimenting with the substance for real, I was surprised just how effective it was. We walked to the van where I opened the door and she got in the passenger seat.
“Release your grip of my hand and sit down in the passenger seat.” I ordered as she replied with the same response before doing just that. The slight downside to this drug was for a little while I would have to help her a little with non-specified tasks. But that was a good price to pay as I removed her jacket and clipped her seatbelt around her body. She sat in the seat still, smiling as she looked at me. I placed the belt between her breasts and gave them a tight squeeze just to check. To my slight relief the way she was was genuine, she moaned with delight instead of slapping me. With my first girl induced, I got in and drove off home, happy with one for the time being. It was a start.
As I drove up the track towards my house I stopped the van outside as she turned her head to look at me. Her blonde hair was still in a neat ponytail and her slightly tanned complexion gave her a certain appeal. I wanted to test her bondage cravings. I handed her a set of handcuffs, leg irons and a chain that ran between them.
“Put this on please.” I asked as she took the items from me.
“Yes master, thank you.” She replied, locking her ankles in the leg irons to start with, followed by cuffing her wrists in front of her and attaching the chain between the two, padlocking it in place. Now she was restrained just how I wanted.
“Wait for me to help you out and then walk in with me.”
“Sure master.” She replied as I waked around to her side of the vehicle, opened the door and helped her out. I had already removed her seat belt as she carefully stepped down onto the concrete floor with her severely reduced stride. My hand planted several spanks on her nice firm ass as I got a good feel of her up close for the first time. She was a very beautiful woman.
We walked inside the house and down into the basement first as she walked as quick as she could whilst she was still severely cuffed.
Once we reached the centre of the black floor the fun could finally begin for real. I un-cuffed her completely as I put her restraints to the side before I turned back to her.
“Strip.”
“Yes master.” She replied, eager to impress me as she quickly removed her black tight tank top, followed by her leggings. Her white socks and matching bra and panties later joined the pile before she stood naked before me. With her now naked I passed her a few new items of clothing from the drawer in the cupboard across the room. A pair of black latex leggings, a pair of tights and a black sports bra was handed to her before she began putting them on to my instruction. The tights went on before her leggings, to cover her feet in a material I found sexy.
Dressed how I wanted her for now, I got on with her first real restraints as I picked up my first item of choice and returned her smile.