Shanya’s Weekend Visitors M/F

Postby LordNelson » Mon Oct 05, 2015 11:50 am

Sometimes the life of a student is not very exciting. The weekend was here and I stayed home and was doing assignments. My name is Shanya and I’m a 19 year old university student in Malaysia. I’m 5’4” tall, have big boobs for an Asian girl, I’m rather pretty and I’m bisexual. There’s not much more that I can tell you about myself.

It was Saturday morning and I was wearing a white top with my black shorts. I was bare foot and my hair was tied back into a ponytail. I finished breakfast, cleared off the dishes and spread my books out across the table. The lack of excitement was about to change.

After four hours of various assignments it was getting close to noon. I was beginning to think about stopping to eat when I had a visitor. A large man, I'm guessing a random stranger, breaks in and ties me up to the chair. Somehow he managed to get in silently and was on me before I knew he was there.

First he hand gagged me from behind and ask me to “shush” while he gets on with tying my hands behind my back. He used a box tie which is rather common in Asian bondage. I am quite familiar with it but this is the first time it is not my idea.

He then does a chest harness to further lock my arms to my body. His technique is quite good and soon I am not only tightly bound but I also look quite sexy. The ropes around my breasts squeeze them and they look amazing. As much as I like the look and feel I still have no idea of his intentions.

I open my mouth to protest but he stuffs in a panty that he took from my laundry basket. Thankfully it was clean clothes that I had been too lazy to fold and put away. He wraps a large microfoam tape around my head. With so much Japanese hemp and the tape he had obviously come prepared. The panties were just a last minute change he made when he saw them. What is it about guys wanting to stuff panties in our mouths?

Once I was silenced he finished up. He crosses my ankles and ties them together and then ties my thighs. The rope work is intricate and inescapable. When he is done I look like a Shibari model.

He then blindfolds my pleading eyes with a black scarf. I have never been tied up so securely or artistically before but even though I am now a work of art I am a nervous work of art. I still have no idea of his intentions.

He may want to rob the apartment. He may want to hold me for ransom. Good luck with that unless he doesn’t expect to get much for me. He may want to molest me. Raping me won’t be so easy with all this rope unless he wants to undo half of the work he has done.

I could hear him using a phone but didn’t know it was mine. What I couldn’t see and didn’t know until later was that he took a photo of me using my phone and sent it to my best friend Divya. He typed in that I had asked a friend to tie me up and wanted her to come over to play with me.

I have known Divya for many years and have had a crush on her for a long time. My passion for her is a secret that I haven’t kept very well and I’m sure she knows how I feel about her but she is too shy to return my affections.

With this blind fold on I can only sit and wait until he makes his next move. He kisses me on my gagged lips and leaves.

When the first intruder came in I was too busy to notice. When the second one came in half an hour later I could hear the door softly open and the light footsteps as they approached. I was certain it wasn’t him but had no idea who it was. Then a terrifying thought occurred to me.

Kidnapping girls and selling them to be sex slaves is a big criminal business here in Malaysia. He had captured me and then the phone call was for someone to come pick me up. It was pointless to struggle, I had already tried. It was pointless to scream, I had tried that too. I had no other options and seemed to be facing the end of my life as I knew it.

The footsteps circled around me. A hand tugged at my ropes here and there. I flinched each time. The new intruder stopped in front of me. The blind fold was suddenly pulled off and I was so startled I almost tipped over the chair. Even though it was muffled by the gag my scream was loud enough to surprise them.

Divya took a few alarmed steps back. I was surprised and very relieved to see her. She took a few deep breaths to get over the fright I had given her and then she removed the gag.

I told her how glad I was to see her and what had happened to me and my theory about becoming a slave. I was still quite shaken up and talked loud and fast. Divya listened as she untied me. When I ended my story she had just finished untying the complicated knots that bound my legs and was starting on the harness that trapped my arms.

She paused for a moment to show me the photo and to tell me her story. It broke my heart to know that she didn’t take advantage of my situation. I was still securely bound from the waist up and wanted to tell her it wasn’t too late to start but I couldn’t. She said that someone must be playing a joke on us and all I could do was to agree. She laughed and said it was a silly joke.

Divya asked if I eaten yet and when I said that I hadn’t she took me for lunch. All through the meal I kept looking at my beautiful friend and wished she had taken the text as having been a serious message from me. As she walked me back to my place I couldn’t stop wondering who had set us up.

I’m certain that many of my friends have figured out how I feel about Divya and I can believe that most of them might make some attempt to get us together but none of them know of my love of bondage. Was it just a coincidence that they chose that way to try to connect us? I don’t know which one of them it is but I intend to do my best to find out.

When we got back to the apartment Divya gave me a hug and said good bye and left me to my school work. I got out my phone and looked at the picture. Damn I was hot! How could she resist? Someday I may get the courage to ask her but until then it’s back to the books.

Why couldn't Divya just get hint for once!

Re: Shanya’s Weekend Visitors M/F

Postby LordNelson » Tue Oct 06, 2015 1:49 am

This story was actually written by Shanya. A few weeks ago I asked three young ladies the following;

What did you do this weekend that could have turned into an abduction? Where were you? Who did it? How did they do it?

One of them ignored me. One sent a brief comment that we are currently collaborating on to create a story.

The third, Shanya, sent me a wonderful short story. With her kind permission I added a bit of detail and posted it above for her.

Thank you Shanya.

Re: Shanya’s Weekend Visitors M/F

Postby Shanyalovestape » Tue Oct 06, 2015 7:35 am

Haha you were the editor so credit goes to you too :D
Just your average,bondage-loving asian girl