## A risky collector

Post by putasockinit2 » Tue Jun 28, 2016 12:11 pm

Taylor was on her way to work like normal. She worked at the local prison as a guard. She was used to a lot of attention from the inmates where she worked as she was quite an attractive, 30 year old blonde woman. Her long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail underneath her hat. A tight fitting black skirt that finished at just above her knees, black tights, black flat shoes and a black polo style shirt completed her outfit. It clung to her body and over her large boobs expertly, showing them off as she clutched her keys. Around her waist was a belt with a walkie talkie, handcuffs and two pockets for her personal mobile phone and keys respectively. Once she locked her house up she soon used these pockets as she began her 10 minute walk to work. She had the beauty of the 12-8 shift today, a time span she didnt especially mind.
On her route to work, part of that journey involved a narrow alleyway in the middle of her local park. Whilst she didnt particularly like going through there, she wasnt scared of it or anything. Sure it was a little dark when you got in the middle of it ws it was really a small tunnel, but nothing ever made her change direction.
As she reached the middle of the small tunnel she suddenly felt a presence she couldnt particularly see well. Naturally she tried to speed up her pace a little but before she could make much headway, A hand clamped around her mouth after she had felt the quick, effective clunk of her handcuffs fastening around her wrists. Startled she tried to cbuck off her attacker but she remained still after a few moments. She felt a white cloth pulled tightly between her teeth before another one of similar length was tied tightly around her eyes, cutting off her vision. She felt another scarf wrap around her neck, covering up her mouth before a large coat was wrspped around her body and zipped up. The hood was pulled over her head and fastened with the strings, mwking her seem like a cold friend or partner of whoever her kidnapper was.
Taylor had never been kidnapped before, but she had spent a little bit of time in the past reading up on the topic of bondage and even trying it out on a couple of occassions. This though was different to those clumsy, playful, fetish loving kidnaps. Everything was so much more quicker, effective and efficient. She had been incapacitated and overpowered before she even really understood hwat was happening.
Taylor soon felt an arm wrap around her shoulder before the pair began to walk. She was being guided by her captor the whole way and had no idea who it was or why she was being taken. She soon felt the gentle summer breeze on her black tight clad legs as they walked through the park. She was disorientated now, unsure which side of the tunnel they were going before they stopped.
She felt the coat unzipped from her body before the double clunk of what she presumed was the back doors of a van. She was then helped up two steps before she begsn walking in a vehicle as every step seemed to bounce slightly due to a suspension beneath her. She begwn to squirm a little when she felt someone feel her long, luscious body down. A groan of defeat sounded when her walkie talkie and mobile phone were removed from her belt pockets as well as her keys. Now she was vulnerable as she was made to kneel in the centre of the van.
She was uncuffed momentarily but was recuffed in a moment of seconds, before she knew what was gokng on. 2 pairs of cuffs now connected each of ehr wrists to a bar above her head now at the side of the van. She tested its strength and as suspected it was solid. Forced to stand with her arms in the air, she felt the captor grab her identity badge, read it before leaving her in the back of the van, walking away with her work possessions and the only way of communicating her predicament.
The double slamming of the back doors made her jump slightly before the reality of her situation began to set in. She was helpless and had no idea where she was going to end up.
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### Re: A risky collector

Post by Nicktie » Tue Jun 28, 2016 3:14 pm

Nice start so far!