## Jogging

Post by putasockinit2 » Sat Apr 29, 2017 5:19 am

I was on my way back from getting groceries, returning to my secluded house in the eveningat around 7:30 when i spotted something up the road in the distance. It was getting increasingly dim and this quiet country lane was sparsely used by anybody other than myself and the occasional cyclist and dog walker.
As i got closer with my car i noticed it was a young looking blonde woman. She was dressed ina pair of black yoga pants and a white sports bra. Her golden hair hung loosely. A pair of white trainer socks and running trainers completed her outfit, confirming my suspicion that she was probably a jogger. As i approached she turned around and gestured me to pull over. I didnt normally like talking to strangers but there was something about her that made me want to. I pulled into the layby she was in and wound my window down. My foot braced on the accelerator in case it was a trap.
"Can i help you?" I asked.
"Im sorry, im really lost ive had the day from hell. My phone has died, my gps has broken and i have absolutely no idea where i am, is there any chance i could get a lift?" She smiled.
"I...erm...im not really sure im hewding back out to town im afraid."
"Oh please sir, you are the first car i have seen on this road in ages, i have no idea where i am. I can make it worth your while." She winked with the last part, trying the flirtatious sales pitch.
Im not sure what took over my mind next. Normally i was quite a quiet, reserved person. I didnt really do strangers but there was something about this woman.
"Okay fine, i'll have to open your door with the key though, hang on." I said as i turned the car off. I proceeded to the other side of my car before i really lost control of myself and did something out of the ordinary.
'Click' the shotgun went as it was loaded and pointed at her back.
"What? Hey what are you doing?"
"Shutup, against the car now, hands above your head." I ordered as she immediately regretted her decision to ask for a lift.
"What do you want? Dont hurt me" she whispered quietly.
"Place your phone and tracker on the top of the car. Then place your hands behind your back" i ordered as she did exactly as i asked.
What was i playing at?
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...

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Post by Thatworm » Sat Apr 29, 2017 6:00 am

Ohhh snapple, someone gone messed up

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Post by putasockinit2 » Sat Apr 29, 2017 9:06 am

In truth i didnt really know, I had found some lengths of rope in my car which i soon proceeded to use by firstly tying her wrists together behind her tightly. I always carried a few supplies in the car that could be used for such a purpose, however i never thought i would ever have the guts to use it.
She gave a little struggle against her wrist bonds but before she had chance to protest too much i wanted to silence her.
"Open up bitch" i said as at first she refused. I held onto her nose until eventually she caved and opened, a large orange sponge was then stuffed into her mouth and held in before i used some white vet wrap to wrap thoroughly around her mouth tightly, sealing it in place.
She mpphed in protest and confusion, unsure what was happening and why. With her pretty much secure i put the gun away, returning to her as i felt her body.
I started with her boobs, feeling them contained in the white sports bra. She moaned into her gag as i squeezed, pinched, rubbed and generally felt them up. They were large and round, practically perfect. The sports bra looked as if it was only just the right fit, keeping them tightly in place but looking like it could burst.
My hands moved down to her skinny waist, feeling her sides before they slipped further down her body to her ass which was covered in yoga pants. I patted it playfully just like her boobs, mixing between pinching, rubbing, squeezing and spanking it. I even groped beneath her ass and over her pussy. She was a woman in incredibly good shape.
To finish i felt up each of her toned legs beneath the yoga pants. The yoga pants fitted her form very well. Once i was satisfied for now i picked her up over my shoulder and carried her round to the trunk of the car. She moaned beneath her gag but this time in defeat, she knew there was no way she could ight and win now.
I dumped her in the trunk and lay her on her front. I used another rope to secure her ankles together tightly before the final rope i had was used to pull her legs back and pin them in a strict hogtie position. She moaned feebly now, unsure just what was in store for her.
"Now i'll give you a lift" i felt myself smirking as i gave her ass a spank and shut the door.
I took her phone qnd gps tracker, turning them both off before i buried them in the wooded area across the road after putting them in a plastic bag. I covered the hole in branches and other shrubs which made it look close to undisturbed. Strangely satisfied with my work i smiled to myself before i got back in my car and continued on my journey home.
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...

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Post by BoundJana » Sat Apr 29, 2017 10:36 pm

Good beginning ^^
What are you looking at? Finally put a gag in my mouth and play with me!

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Post by Radames0674 » Tue May 02, 2017 12:41 am

A fine start! Good to read you again!

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Post by scaevus » Thu May 04, 2017 11:32 pm

Interesting, I hope you finish it

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Post by MaddieTieUp » Fri May 05, 2017 8:04 pm

This is really good, the groping really turned me on! I hope more touching and tying can continue, please don't stop your story!

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Post by putasockinit2 » Mon May 29, 2017 8:57 am

(Thanks for the kind feedback, means a lot )
As i pulled up outside my secluded house in the middle of the countryside and switched off the ignition of my car i finally began to realise just what i had done. I felt sweaty and nervous but i hadnt felt this type of excitement before. I felt like the villain on a cop show, overanalysing everything, making sure i wasnt being followed.
Once i had got myself together i walked calm and collected to the boot of the car and opened it, revealing the woman just as i had left her, hogtied and afraid. She was frantically squirming after pausing for a moment as her eyes got used to the bright sunlight once again.
Without a word i untied her hogtie rope before i twisted her around so she was stood on the gravel driveway. I held her firm, she couldnt escape as she was stilll heavily bound. I held her close to me as i shuffled her inside, the limited amount she could fight back was being tested to the max as she bucked beneath her bonds. Once we reached the door i pinned her up against it.
"Stop struggling or i will hurt you, your choice" i felt myself nearly shout at her as she stopped still. This still didnt feel like it was me at all, i would never normally act like this but i felt by now i had gone too far to do much about it.
I struggled with her down into the basement where i shut and locked the door behind us. I dscided it might be worth offering her a drink.
"If i ungag you and offer you a drink, you cant scream got it" i whispered as she nodded slowly. I then proceeded to peel back the tape before she spat out the orange sponge.
I sat her down against the wall and grabbed a chair to sit opposite her as well as a bottle of water. What was about to happen next was a twist i was definitely not expecting but it certainly explained a lot of the day's events.
She sat against the wall not looking like someone who had just been kidnapped against her will would look. A smile cracked across her face, the terrified pretense suddenly looked like a well calculated act she could drop in seconds.
"Thank you test subject" she smirked.
"What do you mean?" i asked suspicious.
"Well you'll be surprised to know whilst you think you are in control of me, i am in fact in control of you. You are following the thoughts i choose as orders. Its taken months to plan this."
"What? How?" I asked perplexed, it blew my mind a little. I then felt my hand slap my own face with quite a degree of force to which she laughed.
"Ah now thars the secret, you know ive always had a fantasy about being kidnapped, now i can change the story of it exactly to my liking and you will do whatever i want...as that slap just proved." She laughed. I was unsure how to feel about this.
"What makes this even better is if the police or anyone should stumble across our little project, then i am clearly the captive...nobody would believe you otherwise. Of course you still have a percentage of individual thought but in this scenario whilst i am ultimately the sub, i am also the dom at the same time."
Had i just been played?
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...

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Post by BoundJana » Mon May 29, 2017 12:16 pm

Intresting continuation. I hope the next part comes soon
What are you looking at? Finally put a gag in my mouth and play with me!

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Post by Radames0674 » Mon May 29, 2017 8:48 pm

Thanks for the update! I wonder, what will happen next