This is a story for a friend of mine on DeviantArt whose birthday is coming up in a bit. She's really a lovely lady who gave me my own story a few days ago, so I decided to return the favor. So, without further adieu, please enjoy!
She watched from a distance with a smile, as he cleared the hurdles with such ease, such grace. And she watched as he trotted in-between jumps with elegance and poise, looking like a prince from Disney atop his horse, who she even knew was called Phillip, she felt her heart melt. He was her dream crush, and finally, here she was seeing him, live, in person!
Her name was Tina Miller, and she was fantasizing about the object of her desires, professional horse rider Lucas Prescott the Fourth. The only problem was, what she was thinking about, was illegal. For over a year, she had been watching him, on the TV, from the spectator stands, but was getting slowly closer to him, now watching from his private stable with a pair of binoculars. It was more then simply a crush on a minor celebrity, it had grown to an unhealthy obsession. And today, she was tired of only observing from afar. Today, she was going to make him all hers...
Lucas was training for the competition being held later today. It was actually going to be held quite a bit later, and the grounds were almost completely empty, perfect time for some alone time for a consummate pro like him. Not even his regular groom was here. He was all alone. There was security around, so the wealthy young equestrienne felt like he had nothing to worry about. And as he continued practicing his vaults, he had no idea he was being watched.
After about an hour, Lucas wanted to give Phillip a small rest and so he could also review how he did, leading him to trot back to his stable. "God....look at him like that. He's so beautiful", Tina muttered to himself, her heart racing faster then a thoroughbred racing horse as he got closer. She would never have another chance like this. It was now or never. Make the move to take him or forever be just a observer...
Lucas dismounted at the door and took Phillip's reigns in hand as he walked in, the heavy sound of the soles of his riding boots on the wooden floor meant Tina could easily track him. As her hands shook, she opened up her big gym bag, and took out a very special little item: a washcloth and a bottle of ether she had stolen from a doctor's office yesterday. The item that would win her what she desired. She poured the liquid onto the cloth and crept like a shadow.
Her prince had a brush in her hand, combing his stallion's luxurious mane lovingly. "There we are, nice and tidy", he talked to Phillip as he cleaned him personally. But as Phillip began to shake his head and neigh, Lucas was unable to find out why his horse was spooked until it was far too late! For someone so thin, Tina had a grip like an anaconda, as the crazed stalker lunged, jumping on Lucas' back and wrapping her legs around his torso and shoving the cloth hard over his mouth and nose! "MMMMMMMMMMPH!", Lucas screamed in terror as he found himself suddenly attacked!
"HMMMMM! GMMMM MMMMM!", Lucas yelled, trying to claw at the hand holding the cloth over his face and the one pinning his arm in a hammerlock. But while he was an athlete, he wasn't a fighter, and Tina squeezed him fiercely, making sure he would breath in the ether as he struggled and screamed! He couldn't shake off the demented girl off him as he stomped around uselessly, his boots clicking on the floor as he found himself woozy. "Mmmm! Mmmmmm.......mmmm", he groaned, weakened, his body going limp as he then sunk to his knees and Tina then held him close as she put him out. "There we go,my love. Just one more breath", she whispered into his ear as that would be the last thing he heard before he was rendered unconscious.
As Lucas went limp in Tina's arms, she gently let him down and looked at him. It was better then even her most wild and ribald dreams could be! His light blonde hair brushing across his cheeks, those beige jodhpurs he wore, clinging so tightly to his legs and hips, even his blue riding jacket seemed tight across his lean chest! And she ever so loved a boy in boots...."My angel. I'm so sorry for having to do that, but you'll understand I know", Tina whispered at Lucas' prone form. But, to make sure this "understanding" would be arranged, Tina had to make sure he didn't object as she went back to the duffle bag and got tape. Rather a lot of it, actually. At least four, industrial-sized rolls of them!
Laboriously, Tina got to work, unwinding the tape and starting off by crossing Lucas' gloved wrists behind his back and coating them together with the tape, wind after wind, layering them tightly in bondage, making sure he could have no chance to break free. It must have been about ten layers applied to keep him bound. Then came the ankles. Tina brought them together.....and then ran her tongue down the custom-made Der Dau black leather boots, enjoying them lustfully, before she taped said ankles together just as tightly as his wrists. This was only to keep him steady until he was brought to his new home. Then she could afford to be more...diligent.
With the basic, yet simple restraining done, Tina had to make sure no pesky security would be alerted by her prince. She'd knew he'd understand what she had to do as she shoved one of her socks into his soft, pretty mouth, filling up those pouty lips of his wonderfully, as she then wrapped tape over his mouth and around his head just as tightly as his extremities were! "Oh....oh my God", she moaned like a cat in heat at seeing her angle bound and gagged like this. She had to resist touching herself right then and there!
"Come on, baby, our carriage awaits", the madwoman hissed to poor, poor Lucas she she picked him up with her surprising strength and hoisted him over her shoulder, the tight-fitting snugness of his riding breeches clung perfectly around his buttocks as he was carried, forming an skin-tight outline of his hind quarters that Tina could not help from squeezing both cheeks as Lucas was carried off to his fate.
And as he was placed in her trunk and was locked in, wouldn't you know he started to wake up! "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMH!", Lucas screamed in absolute terror once his senses came back to him, finding himself tightly bound and gagged and with a scrawny, blonde-haired woman with eyes shining with madness looking down on him with an insane, lecherous smile! "WHHMMMM ISMMMMTMMM?! LMMMMM MMMMM GMMMMM!", he continued to yell in fright, trying to tell her to let him go! "Shhh.....quiet, my love", Tina said, holding her hand down on his mouth. "This is only needed for the first steps on our road to love, my dear Lucas. When we arrive home, I know you will understand. But for now, just be patient with your love", she said, as she then locked him in the trunk and got the engine going.
As the car started up and began to drive away, Lucas continued to yell, utterly terrified, and banged his booted feet on the trunk in the futile hope that someone....anyone, could save him from this lunatic before it was too late! But Tina payed him no heed. She;d knew he'd warm up to her after some....encouragement.
The end (But to be continued?)