Megan's Mistake

Postby putasockinit2 » Sat Jan 16, 2016 4:59 pm

I had taken the day off work to de-stress a little and have a well earned break. Originally i had told the office i was going out of town for a long weekend, however my plans got cancelled and i sat at home catching up on my tv shows. I was sat in the upstairs lounge of my house when i heard the door unlock and a pair of footsteps enter my property. I wasnt expecting visitors.

I crept to the top of the stairs and peered over the top of the bannister into the hallway. Heart pounding. Taser at the ready. Whoever it was clearly didnt think i was home else they wouldnt have been making careless amounts of noise. I had a secret that i wasnt going to reveal to anybody, no matter how much they tried to gain more information. I followed the sounds of cupboards frantically opening befors i eventually caught the back end of a woman going through the chest of drawers where i kept quite a bit of paperwork. The woman had long dark hair and she was wearing a black blouse with a pair of black leggings and black knee high leather boots.

Focused too much on searching for whatever she thought she was looking for, i managed to creep up right behind her before i leapt into action and took a chance, pressing the woman against her neck and covering her mouth.

"One sound, just one and you will regret it." The woman gasped and held her hands up, clearly a little frustrated and embarrassed to have been caught.
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
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Re: Megan's Mistake

Postby putasockinit2 » Sat Jan 16, 2016 5:15 pm

After gaining comfirmation that she wouldnt make an unacceptable amount of noise and lowered my hand to let her speak. We both knew i knew exactly who she was now. She was Megan, the assistant manager of the department i worked in. She was above me in the pecking order at work but in this situation, i had never seen her as submissive. She was a curvaceous, young, attractive beauty with hazel eyes.

"Im really sorry, dont hurt me, im sorry i was sent here to find something of yours. We thought you were out." She replied almost as soon as my hand had removed from her mouth. I wasnt going to let this slide, the harassment was getting too weird and this was the final straw.

"I dont care anymore, i've had enough of being harassed. Against the wall, hands above your head." I replied, as she reluctantly did as i asked.

"Is this necessary? Come on man, it was a mistake."

"Shutup. I want answers out of you and you've just given me a very good bargaining tool by landing yourself here." I smirked taking her phone from inside her bra and placing it on the table after switching it off. After making sure she had nothing on her i told her to strip. She protested for a few seconds, but one flex of my finger on the trigger and she begrudgingly began by removing her blouse. I let her remove her leggings, socks and boots before i stopped her.

"That will do, you look much better like this." I smirked as Megan looked back in frustration at being exposed so easily. A pair of tight blwck and white spotted panties hugged her nicelh shaped butt whilst a plain black bra held her busty chest comfortably.

"What are you going to do to me?" She asked looking worried.

"Teach you a lesson." I replied, tying her wrists behind her tightly with rope.
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs ;) :lol:
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...

Re: Megan's Mistake

Postby putasockinit2 » Sun Jan 17, 2016 9:56 am

With her wrists tied and her attractive body exposed in her bra and panties, i marched her up to my bedroom as i thought about where it was best to store her for the time being. As i reached the entrance to my door i stopped and turned around, heading instead for the guest room with a specific reason in mind. Megan walked in front of me, not resisting much but you could tell from her facial expression that she knew she was a captured prisoner and her fate was unknown.

Once we entered the guest bedroom i lay her down on her front on the mattress as i tied her ankles together tightly. Satisfied with her bonds, my final rope addition for the moment to her was a twist on the conventional hogtie. A long length of rope was tied to her ankle bonds before being pulled over a beam hanging from the ceiling and eventually finishing by being tied tightly to her wrists, forcing her body into a rigid hogtie with not much room to struggle.

"Talk. What do you know." I replied as i lookee down into the girl's eyes.
"Another is coming...tonight. she wants to know as bad as i do, but she will be attempting entry whilst i havent returned."
"Interesting..does this woman have a name?"
"Lauren. She doesnt work in our office. Shes my friend." Megan whispered almost in complete defeat. I slapped her ass playfully a few times.
"Well thank you, i guess i will have to set the trap." I winked teasingly as Megan tugged at her wrist bonds in frustration. It was clear she wasnt going anywhere without help.
"No please. I beg you, dont bring her into this. Keep me if you're going to keep anyone." Megan blurted out as i stopped in my tracks and turned around.
"What are you talking about? How would you supposedly know that?" I asked, previously convinced that was something in my life that was private.
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs ;) :lol:
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...

Re: Megan's Mistake

Postby Mr Underheel » Sun Jan 17, 2016 1:49 pm

I'm ready for the next installment! Very good story!

Re: Megan's Mistake

Postby putasockinit2 » Sun Jan 17, 2016 4:30 pm

(Thanks for the reply, hope you enjoy the next part :) )

"Dont play stupid. The women we seek to get rid of out of the company and real life. We have ways of getting rid of those who fall out with us or attempt to destroy us. What do you do with them?" Megan replied as i looked down at her and shrugged it off.

"Dont get too deep into something you cant handle." I replied coldly. Her provoking questioning was halted in its tracks when i pulled out a white cloth and cleave gagged her tightly. She mpphed in frustration and gave a sharp tug at her bonds, regretting that decision as the rope dug into her skin.

"Theres a difference between being saved from you girls and being my prisoner of this conflict. Something you will find out in time." I left by slapping her ass a few times before i closed and locked the door behind me. I had to prepare for an attack.

Before i go much further i should probably make you all aware of the reason i had been expecting a trespasser inside my house long before Megan arrived. The organisation i work for, where i am merely a clerk is actually an undercover role in the headquaters of a gang. I have one mission, to bring them down by any means possible through espionage. The gang are violent mercenaries, intent on training female assassins and spies as a secret organisation. Their training hq is deep underground, acquiring women from kidnapping plots and taking them from situations beyond their control. Anyone that escapes they aim to hunt down and destroy, something thankfully they have been unsuccesful at.

As for where Megan fits into this, she is an example of the product of such an organisation. As assistant mqnager she never leaves work. She acts as an ordinary office assistant manager in the day, trains herself and other women in the evening and sleeps at night. This whole downstairs department was something i was not meant to know about, but suspicions had clearly began to arise. Clearly i was a wanted man.
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs ;) :lol:
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...

Re: Megan's Mistake

Postby Mr Underheel » Sun Jan 17, 2016 5:55 pm

:shock: Suspense!!!! Good!

Re: Megan's Mistake

Postby putasockinit2 » Mon Jan 18, 2016 4:33 pm

I looked up at the clock at just gone 3am having managed to get a few hours sleep whilst still very much on guard. It wasnt the clock that awoke me, it was the sound of my front door opening and closing, locking behind. Grabbing my Taser i hurried to the edge of the landing where i could see the silhouette of a woman standing in my hallway. I couldnt distinguish many features from her appearance at this light and angle but i knew she wasnt here with the best of intentions.

My heart was beating fast as i watched her lift a painting of mine off the wall, clearly thinking my secret was hidden in a wall safe. A logical step, however she would have to be a lot smarter than that to find it. She caught me slightly off guard as she changed direction and began climbing my wooden staircase. I got into position behind the wall and waited. I subconsciously found myself counting the steps she walked up until i could almost feel her breathing near me. Her pace was slow, clearly attempting to be as quiet as she could be. I had noticed she had a gun in a holster around her waist. I counted myself down as she passed in front of me before i made my move and pressed the tazer down on her neck, letting volts of electricity stun her until she passed out. She was down and out, just how i liked as i switched on the light, removed black ski mask and rvealed her long blonde hair.

As i turned the light on to get a better look she was quite an attractive woman. Her tanned skin contrasted with the black materials clothing her body. A skin tight, long sleeved top was matched by a pair of leggings, both in black. A pair of black thigh high boots completed her outfit as she lay motionless on the floor. I unclipped and removed her gun holster just in case before i picked her up over my shoulder and carried her into my bedroom, placing ehr down in a wooden chair in my room. Her boots were unlaced and removed before i set about securing her.

I began by pulling her wrists behind her and tightly tying them together with rope. Her elbows soon followed before further rope wrapped above and below her boobs to the chair. Once another rope was also tied around her waist to the back of the chair, i took care to tie a tight crotch rope in place. I liked this personal touch on capturing a woman such as her. Her feet were pulled together next, tied at the ankles tightly with a length of rope. More rope around her lower knees, upper knees and thighs soon followed before i finished off her bonds by securing a rope tightly between her wrist and ankle bonds under the chair. With the chair already bolted to the floor, she was effectively stuck in her position.

Suddenly her head began to stir, she was beginning to wake and i still had the finishing touches to add for the night. As she opened her mouth to stretch it, she felt a panel gag secured inside and strapped behind her head. The black gag was then pumped until the object in her mouth filled it nicely, stretching it as she sat there in a dazed state of helpless confusion. A black latex hood was the finishing touch as i pulled it down over her head after tying her hair in aponytail and putting it through the hole. She began to mpph under her gag, clearly unsure just what was going on as i left ehr to her light struggles, reset my alarms and managed to sleep till the mid morning.

(Thanks, hope you enjoy this next part. :) )
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs ;) :lol:
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...

Re: Megan's Mistake

Postby putasockinit2 » Tue Jan 19, 2016 8:55 am

I was woken up by the sound of my phone ringing. This wasnt the alarm tone, this was a call from a hidden number. I picked it up.

"What have you done with them?"
"With who?" I replied with a smile.
"Dont play dum. You know who." The lady on the other end of this conversation seemed familisr and furious.
"Oh if you mean the two failed attempts to break into my home and steal what you think you are looking for, i have them contained."
"Both of them? I hope you sleep well. We'll definitely be back."
"Put me in danger i will put Megan in danger. Thanks to your poor planning, i now have two hostages."
"Ugh. You'll regret this. We will get what we want from you."

with that the phone was slammed down on the other end and i went to get ready. The second woman who i had only just captured in the middle of the night had suddenly stopped struggling after hearing that phone call. Blindfolded, tightly restrained and helpless, suddenly her odds of escape were a lot slimmer.

After getting ready i went to check on Megan, the prized asset of the pair as i ungagged her and gave her a drink of water.

"Let me go please." She whispered, clearly tired from tugging futilely at her restraints most of the night.
"Why would i free something as useful to me as you just yet?" I asked with a smirk. Megan bowed her head in defeat. She knew with her high up position, the price on her head was larger than many of the other women.
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs ;) :lol:
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...

Re: Megan's Mistake

Postby Jay Feely » Tue Jan 19, 2016 9:49 am

love this story, nicely written
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: Megan's Mistake

Postby MrSkeletor » Wed Aug 17, 2016 11:41 am

Very nice. :)

Cheers
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