The older man walked to the back of the sporting goods store. He looked around for a bit before he found the baseball section. He grabbed five rolls of athletic tape, and then headed to the register. While the clerk was checking him out, he replayed the information in his head. Four seventeen year old girls had contacted him on craigslist to purchase a ten day kidnapping for their friend. They told him to make it feel real, but not to harm her. She was turning seventeen today, and she had thick blonde hair and an athletic build. Her parents were gone for the summer on business, and she had nothing planned for the next few weeks.
After he purchased the tape, he walked out to his black, windowless van. He put the rolls into a duffel bag that already had twenty or so rolls of tape in it. Another two duffel bags, one that held rope, one that held gags and blindfolds, were next to the bag of tape. He was very well prepared.
"Alright," he whispered to himself as he got into the front seat. "Let's go to work."
Allie Chambers walked into her house. She had just finished a long day of work, and she was tired. She was also pretty happy, because for the next two weeks, she had no work and no plans. Her parents were out of state, so she had the house entirely to herself. She checked her phone, and saw that she had a few messages that were wishing her a happy birthday. She went upstairs to her computer, and opened the internet. She logged into Facebook, and saw that she had many notifications of people writing on her facebook wall, again, wishing her a happy birthday. She posted her status as, "Thanks for all the birthday wishes! No work for the next two weeks. Don't bother me

"Hey birthday girl!" said the message. It was from one of Allie's best friends, Hannah.
"Hey, how's it going?" Allie replied. She knew what was coming.
"Want me to come kidnap you? lol"
"Why do you want to do that so bad?!" Allie asked. It seemed every year, Hannah or one of her other friends were trying to talk Allie into being kidnapped on her birthday.
"Coz it would be fun lol. Well, I have to go. Hope you enjoy your birthday!"
"Okay, see ya round. Ttyl" then Allie logged out of Facebook. She changed out of her work uniform into a t shirt and sweats. She went back downstairs to find something to eat.
Once she got downstairs, she made a sandwich and finished it quickly. she had been working all day, so she was hungry. After she had finished the sandwich, she headed into the living room. As soon as she entered the room, a rag was forced over her nose and mouth. She struggled to take it off, but someone was holding her arms down. Soon she felt dizzy and eventually tired. Soon after that, she blacked out.
Allie opened her eyes and looked around. She was still in her house, and she was still in her living room. She was sitting on the big over stuffed chair, and staring at blank television screen. She was staring, because she could see her reflection in the screen. Her feet, ankles, above and below her knees, thighs, waist, and above and below her breasts had all been wrapped with rope. Her wrists, she felt, were tied behind her back with rope. Her elbows had been tied too. She tried to pick the rope, but her hands were wrapped with tape.
"Help!" She screamed.
"You shouldn't do that," a man said. He was sitting on the couch across the room. He was holding a digital camera, and he took a picture of Allie.
"Please let me go," she pleaded. "I'll give you anything you want."
"All I want is you. Now if you're going to continue talking, I'm going to have to use this," he said, pulling out a red ball on a black leather strap. "So how about you only speak when spoken to?"
Allie didn't say anything. She just looked away.
"Do you have a cell phone?" He asked. She didn't respond. He walked over to her. "I asked you a question. Do you have a cell phone? I've already looked through your room and couldn't find one in there. I did find a charger, so you obviously do. Where is it?"
"Screw you."
"Fine," he laughed. He shoved the ball gag into her mouth, and strepped it as tight as he could in the back. After she was gagged, he patted her pants pockets. He felt the phone, and slipped it out.
"Thank you," he said. He took the battery out, and then put the phone in his pocket. "You'll get this back in ten days. If I decide to let you go then. You're really cute, I might keep you longer." Again, he laughed. "Ready to go?"
"Mmmmm?" Allie tried to ask from behind her gag.
"We're going to my house. I can have more control over you there," he laughed. He pulled her over his shoulder, and walked towards the garage. "My home is out in the country, so we won't be bothered by anyone. We can just spend all of our time tying you up however I want. Sounds like fun, don't it?" He opened the door, and walked out into the garage. He opened the back door of his van and laid her on the quilt he had laid down. He rechecked all of his ropes, and then opened up one of his duffel bags.
"My house is in a secret location, so I don't think you can know where it is." He pulled out a red, woolly scarf, and wrapped around Allie's eyes. He wrapped around twice, and then pulled it as tight as he could.
"Make yourself comfortable. Its quite a long drive."
After about forty five minutes, the van stopped. The man got out and rolled Allie up in the quilt. He picked her up and brought her into his house.
"Welcome to my house," he said. He set her on the couch, and took her gag out and unblindfoled her.
"I kinda like being in this blanket," Allie said.
"Well, we can't have that then, can we?" He regagged her, and then took the blanket off. She struggled against the rope, but it wouldn't give.
"I'm not going to let you go. You've been a bit of a brat. You need to be punished."
He picked her up and carried her down the hall. At the end of the hall, there was a door. He opened it, and walked down a staircase. He carried her down another hallway, and at the end of this hallway, there was a thick steel door. The man opened this, and turned on the light. There were three cells seperated by steel bars. Each cell held on bed. They were fairly nice beds, and each one had a set of straps on it. The man laid Allie down on the bed in the middle cell. He grabbed a blanket from a stack in the corner, and tightly wrapped Allie in it. He started strapping her to the bed. There was one strap for her shoulders, one for her waist, one for her thighs, and one for her ankles. After she was thoroughly strapped to the bed, he locked the cell.
"Get some sleep," he said. "You've got a big day ahead of you."
He shut the lights off, and locked the steel door.
Allie was left in warm, silent, darkness. She would never admit to it, but she kind of like it.
TBC