It had started when Shane [code]had received a knock on back door.
Going over to check what was going on, Shane opened the door to the backyard, only to be greeted with swift darkness. A hand reached out and covered his mouth, blocking off his scream of shock. Quickly, something was put over his eyes, and his arms and legs were grabbed by unseen assailants.
He felt himself carried back into his house, even as excited whispers drowned out his muffled yells.
“Got him!” Someone remarked gleefully. Shane recognized the voice. It was someone from the university in their home city. Shane was in his first year doing a history degree to prepare for law school.
“How are we gonna get him to the car?” Someone else asked. Shane recognized that voice too.
“Don’t worry it’s getting dark, and it’s still cold outside, they won’t notice a thing. His parents are out for the weekend and won’t be back until Monday, I heard him say that to one of his friends two days ago,” the first familiar voice replied.
“Let’s just cuff him for now,” someone said. Immediately, Shane felt cold metal click shut over his wrists and ankles. A much larger pair of handcuffs were attached to his forearms, forcing him to keep them close together instead of struggling. Cloth which tasted foul was thrust into his mouth, causing him to almost retch at the taste. He tried to spit it out but then something else was shoved into his mouth. It packed the cloth further in, so that the taste went down his throat, much to his own disgust.
Feeling someone click the gag behind his head, he realized that it must be a ball gag or something.
He felt himself be picked up by four pairs of hands, and they hurriedly carried him out of his house. He heard one use the key to lock the door behind them before he was stuffed into the trunk of a car. Suppressing laughter, the girls’ noise was suddenly stopped when the trunk slammed shut.
All that Shane could hear now was the sound of the engine, and he felt the car move forward. In the back of his mind, he tried figuring out what was going on and who was responsible for this. He tried moving around but the cuffs kept him firmly in place. The taste in his mouth was driving him crazy, and he was still in utter darkness because of the blindfold.
Eventually the car stopped, and Shane heard the trunk open. He was grabbed and pulled out of the car. Quickly, the women carried him into a building. He heard the door slam shut behind them as he was suddenly thrown through the air. He landed on something which felt like a couch or a sofa.
“How long do we have until she gets here?” Someone asked.
“About two minutes, so we’ll just have to leave him the way he is. We’ll take care of that when Lacey gets here.”
He heard them scurry all around the place, seemingly setting everything up for Lacey, whoever she was. He heard plates, drinks, and chairs being set up, and he wondered for the umpteenth time just what the hell was happening.
Suddenly one of the women called out, “She’s here!”
Shane felt himself picked up and thrust into a revolving chair, his arms un-cuffed and re-cuffed behind the chair. A blanket was thrown over him and he was wheeled into another room.
He heard the door open, and an eruption of “Surprise!” and “Happy Birthday!” came from the next room.
He felt a shudder go down his spine. What sort of birthday was happening here?
After a few minutes of small chat, he heard a voice say, “Oh, and you remember what we always joked about doing one day? Consider this your ultimate birthday gift.”
Shane struggled again in a desperate bid for freedom.
The door to the room opened, and as one girl gasped, the blanket was thrown off of him, and his blindfold taken off. Thus was he finally able to see his captors.
Olivia, Chantal, Kelly, Tina, Lacey, and Erica were all young women at his university. They shared at least one of his classes, and a few of them were actually a year ahead of him. He had known that some of them were friends, but he hadn’t realized that they made up a group. Then again, he didn’t realize that they were into bondage either.
Olivia was in the same program as he was. He didn’t know her that well apart from the occasional conversation. She was tall, blonde, and was the sort of weight that insecure people would wrongly consider to be fat. She stood next to Erica, who was an average looking girl with curly brown hair to her shoulders. She was also in a few of Shane’s classes, and it baffled him to recognize them as his kidnappers.
Lacey was a shorter young woman about a year older than Olivia and Erica. She was red-haired, with neat-featured face that gave her an air of maturity. Now, however, she seemed very childish in her discovery of her ‘present’.
Kelly was a brunette, like Erica, though she was shorter and more curvy. She had been in Shane’s first class of the school year, and had been his study partner on a few occasions. Now she was standing with the others, smiling proudly of having captured him.
Tina was Lacey’s age, and they had both shared one class with Shane due to his having taken a second-year course the previous semester. She had a round, Oriental face with high cheekbones and silky black hair that she cut short for convenience.
Chantal rounded out the group, as she had seemed to be the leader of those that had kidnapped Shane. A close friend of Lacey’s, she shared another class with Shane in the current semester they were in. She was around his height, with wonderful curves like Kelly. Her black hair was very curly, and she wore it in a ponytail.
Shane had secretly lusted for Chantal ever since he had first seen her. He had always wanted to see her dark, ebony-coloured body without any clothes on. He wondered if her large breasts were truly as weightless as they seemed, or if they drooped without a bra on. He wasn’t sure, but he had never dared to reveal his desires for her. She had always seemed on another planet as far as he was concerned.
Now, however, she and the others had taken him captive, and he was utterly helpless. He tried to squirm loose, but there was no way. He was in for a very strange and wild night.
The birthday girl- the one named Lacey- squealed with delight as she gazed at Shane, “I don’t believe this! Are you all crazy?”
“Maybe, but we’re all still gonna have an amazing time tonight!” Tina said, prompting laughter from the others.
“Take him out of those cuffs and make him comfortable, girls.” Chantal ordered.
This was certainly a code, for what happened next hardly added to Shane’s comfort. After they had removed the cuffs from his arms, they removed his t-shirt and pants over his muffled protests. He was left ball-gagged in nothing but his socks and boxers. With five of the women taking him to the short table in the living room, they placed him on his front, tying his hands at the two corners in front of him. With his arms thus secured to the legs of the table with rope, they did the same with his legs.
Shane didn’t try to struggle too much for fear of knocking the table – and himself- over.
Tina suddenly leaned into his field of vision, which was almost level with the table, “We don’t want to make a mess here. Our landlady would be furious if we end up getting crumbs all over this nice floor.”
“So you stay still as you can, or else” Chantal started, and just as she finished speaking, something struck Shane’s buttocks. “Mmmph”ing his discomfort, Shane realized that he had been hit with a horsewhip. The boxers he was wearing did little to protect him from the sting. Giggles emerged as the girls took turns spanking him with the whip, even as others put cold plates of food on his back and shoulders. Shane tried not to flinch for fear of knocking the plates off, but the girls were taking a great interest in punishing him with the whip.
At one point, Chantal walked around to his vision while someone- Tina or Kelly maybe- was taking their third turn with the whip, “How does that feel, honey?”
Shane “mmmmmph”ed angrily at her, while still trying to keep absolutely still. His rant was broken by his yelps when anyone whipped him, which they did more frequently as he kept trying to communicate.
Chantal leaned in and smirked, “What’s the matter, Shane? Want to go run home and picture me naked like you obviously do in your spare time?”
Shane’s eyes widened in horror.
Ignoring the laughter, Chantal leaned in closer, “I know how you’ve been looking at me, you thought I wouldn’t notice?”
“I bet he’s wishing otherwise now,” Kelly said, smirking.
“What are you talking about? He’s totally into this stuff, look at that bulge.” Lacey pointed out, laughing.
Shane was indeed turned on in a strange way, but despite his manhood’s response to the situation, he didn’t feel particularly excited for the moment. He was currently being held captive against his will for a party where they would do who knows what to him. Shane had wondered what bondage must be like in real life, but this was reality, and he had not imagined it would be like this.
Judging on the women’s smirks and giggles, they had something sinister planned.