Resistance isnt necessary

Postby putasockinit2 » Thu Aug 06, 2015 4:53 pm

Several months had passed since we first began speaking. She was a black haired girl, mid-twenties with a very attractive curvaceous body and slightly tanned skin. We had met on a bondage dating website, living in the same city and as things progressed the flirting only seemed to increase. We were both desperate to see each other and spend time with each other, each fulfilling opposite sides of the bondage spectrum. I was ‘The Dom’ as it is often known, the one who likes to tie whilst she was quite content with being tied. What had been building for months suddenly came to fruition by a text one Wednesday afternoon.

“I have no commitments, the rent on my house is getting ever more expensive, if you do like me then I’d love to be taken away by you forcibly ;) …not planting seeds or anything.”

This was just the type of text I had wanted from her for a long time, the long awaited next step. After finding out relevant details, it was decided a secluded location in a hired log cabin deep in the woods would be where I would ‘forcibly’ take her from. She had resigned from work and was fully prepared. It had been agreed she would take 3 cases with her, although she was instructed about the type of clothing I wanted to see.

*one week later*

I slowly drove down a disused track in my 4x4 as I followed the GPS which led to the log cabin. It wasn’t long before I reached it, parking outside as I took a look around. Trees were all around, accompanied only by the occasional sound of mysterious birds tweeting and other indescribable animals in the distance. This place was perfectly secluded and if it stayed that way, it should mean a lot less drama when I take her out of here, I pondered to myself before I grabbed my bag and went around the back of the small, cosy property.

Conveniently the gate and door had been left open and as I peeked inside I saw my first real glimpse of her in the flesh. She had her back to me, eating a bowl of cereal as she tried to fiddle with the crackling TV. Her efforts appeared to be in vain to some degree as however much she tried, she could still receive very little signal. I took a deep breath before I crept in slowly until I was right behind her. She was oblivious.

All of a sudden and the air was filled with action. My hand clamped over her mouth as I grabbed her arms behind her, forcing her to lean over the kitchen counter. She wore a beautiful tight green dress which rested just above her knees and featured a black netting effect over her arms and shoulders. Her outfit concluded itself with a pair of gorgeous pantyhose clad pins and a pair of high heels which increased the height of the petite beauty by a few inches. She struggled and struggled until I whispered in her ear, letting her know it was me. Taking a few moments to calm herself down, she was less of a handful to me as I grabbed a roll of duct tape and began securing her wrists together behind her whilst she was bent over in front of me on the kitchen counter.

She stayed still and quiet for me, patiently waiting for me to complete my bonds for her but I could tell from her manner that she was excited.

After taping her elbows together tightly, I took extra special care taping above and below her busty chest, making sure they bulged as much as I could make them. Once her upper bonds were done I ordered her to open her mouth, something she agreed to do before I taped around her head several times, cleave-gagging her with masses of duct tape.

“Vewwy thwowugh, I wike it” she tried to say as she allowed me to walk her over to a chair, before I began securing her ankles together tightly. One final leg bond above her knees made sure she was securely held in duct tape. I winked at her as I took the opportunity to apply some firm spanks to her lovely pert ass. Though she moaned in her gag, she seemed to love it, almost yearning for more by the time my efforts had stopped.

Her bonds were soon concluded when I picked her up and placed her on the table. I used even more duct-tape now as I aimed to put her in a tight tape hogtie. I began by wrapping around her ankles and mouth several times before I wrapped around the tape hogtie, strengthening it. This was the point she began to struggle, she could sense that the bindings were finished.

I glanced around and left her on the table to playfully struggle in her bonds as I placed each of her three suitcases in the car with me. Once the supplies were captured, the girl I had captured was next to follow as the trunk lifted up, allowing me to carry her out and place her inside before I kissed her on the forehead and told her I would see her in an hour or two. After locking up, we were soon back on the road and on our way.
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