## The kidnap

Post by lasse672000 » Wed Jun 03, 2009 12:14 pm

Mona stepped out of the shower booth all wet. She reached for a towel, but couldnâ€™t find it were it was supposed to be. She looked around the bathroom. It was nowhere to be found. Suddenly she heard a sound, coming from the other side of the unlocked door.
Before she could react, the door burst open and her brother, Peter, came in. She quickly retreated back in to the booth and slammed the door.
â€œLooking for this, sis?â€ he asked, holding the towel in one hand. â€œI know you are in here and I know you want it. To get it you will have to do something for me, though!â€
â€œYes I DO want it, you little â€¦! What is it that you want me to do? What I would like to do, is to strangle you on the spot! And thatâ€˜s only to begin with!â€
â€œI know! And I also know, you would never actually do that! Instead you will have the pleasure of tying me up and gag me. Come on, wrap the towel around you and go back to your room and get some clothes on. Then you get in to my room and you can tie me up! Have we got a deal?â€ he said, lay the towel on a stool and left the bathroom.
â€œYeah! All right!â€ No, this is to easy, Mona though. â€œThereâ€™s got to be something more to this. He wouldnâ€™t just let me tie him up for no reason, now would he? I DONâ€™T THINK SO!
She went into her room to get dressed anyway. She put on a pair of red wholly pantyhose, a pair of jeans and a thick sweater, also red. Then she went her brothersâ€™ room. She flung the door open and stepped inside. Then she just stood there, with her mouth gaping. In a chair, in the middle of the room sat Peter, already firmly tied up and gagged! â€œWouff ouff !â€ he said from behind the gag. â€œWehinff youff!â€ â€œLook out! Behind you! Before Mona could react, she felt something damp being put over her mouth and nose. There was a strange smell and thenâ€¦ nothing.
When she woke up, she could feel she was stretched out on a table, which felt like it was made of some sort of metal. She noticed she couldnâ€™t see anything. he thought she was blind, then she realized she was blindfolded. Her hands were held above her head in cuffs that were fastened in the corner of the table. Her feet were fastened in the same way. And she had a band that held her waist tightly against the table.
â€œGood morning, my dear,â€ she heard a voice say. It sounded like it was coming from a loudspeaker.
â€œWelcome to enjoy a day full of experiments. To bad youâ€™re the one being experimented on!â€ The voice burst out in a mad chuckle.
For the next several hour Monaâ€™s body was pricked with needles and poked at, even in places she was sure never saw the light of day. She could do little, except scream and squirm and try to get as far way from it all as possible.
Suddenly it all stopped. She could hear the locks on the cuffs being opened and the band around her waist slithering away like a snake. She started to take off her blindfold, but a voice politely said, â€œPlease donâ€™t do that. Iâ€™m afraid you will have to be blindfolded the whole time you are here. I canâ€™t risk you recognizing me. Now, hop down from the table and come with me.â€
She sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the table and hopped down. A hand took a firm grip of her arm and she was led into a smaller room.
She was fastened standing to a wall, her hands held above her head in cuffs.
â€œPlease! Iâ€™m so thirsty and hungry. I want some water. And food.â€ she said.
â€œYou will have none of that. At least not until Iâ€™m through with my experiments, my dear. Good night!â€
The door slammed shut with a heavy sound like iron and everything went quiet. So there she was, unable to hear or see anything! She panicked for a while and then she thought â€œDonâ€™t be so stupid. Itâ€™ll soon be over, Iâ€™m sure of it.â€ Then she thought â€œYeah. Right! Itâ€˜ll never be over!â€ Having thought that last thought, she almost burst into tears.
She must have dozed off at some point, even though she was forced to stand up. She was rudely awakened by the door, being flung open and the same voice as yesterday said â€œGood morning, my dear! Have you had a good nightâ€™s sleep? No? Thatâ€™s too bad, sweetie. I have slept like a log myself.â€
That voice Mona thought. Iâ€™m sure Iâ€™ve heard it somewhere before, but where?
Before she could figure it out, she was released from the wall and taken in to the larger room. She was once again strapped to the table. Then the voice said: â€œI noticed that youâ€™ve recognized my voice from where ever. Donâ€™t even start to try to figure out where youâ€™ve heard it before, because Iâ€™m pretty sure you wonâ€™t succeed. Now, shall we begin?â€ A door slammed shut behind her and it started all over again.
After what seemed to be another eternity of poking and pricking, the voice said: â€œNow Iâ€™m through with the all experiments. Iâ€™m sure youâ€™re glad to hear that. In half an hour the table will automatically release you. I will be long gone by then, of course. In the other room, you will find food and water. Good bye, my dear. Itâ€™s been a pleasure working with you!â€ The door slammed shut for the last time.
A short while later, she felt the cuffs on her wrists and ankles disappear and the waistband slither away once again. Hesitantly she sat up. She slowly sat up and took off the blindfold. There was nobody in the room except her.
She looked down at her clothes. They were a little bit wrinkled, but otherwise intact. A pair of boots stood beside a chair and a coat lay on it. She was a bit chocked to realize it was her own coat and boots! She quickly got them on and went in to the next room. As promised there was a table full of food and several glasses of water. She ate and drank, until she could no more. Then she started looking for a way out. All of a sudden the world started shaking and she could hear a voice she definitely recognized saying â€œMona! Mona! Wake up, sleepy head. Itâ€™s morning! Youâ€™ll be late for school!â€
With a little squeal, she sat up and gave her mother a big hug. â€œIâ€™ve had the most terrible nightmare! I donâ€˜t want to talk about it!â€ Mona said. â€œLetâ€™s just say, Iâ€™m glad itâ€™s just a dream!â€
But when she came in to the bathroom and took off her nightclothes, she noticed small pricks all over her body. Then she realized, it might not have been a dream, after all. The voice, she realized, belonged to her father!
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### Re: The kidnap

Post by lasse672000 » Fri Jun 05, 2009 6:57 am

A sequel
Some months had passed, since Monaâ€™s ordeal at the hands of her father. No one in the family spoke about it and she had almost forgot about it, when it happened again! Just like the first time she was unprepared for what happened. This time she was in bed, half asleep, when she heard her mother come in to her room. She held her hands behind her back and sat down on the side of Monaâ€™s bed. She looked at her daughter for a while, then said with tears in her eyes:
â€I know what your father put you through, a couple of months ago. I just want you to know, I did not approve of it. But he insisted and you know how persuasive he can be? I didnâ€™t stand a chance.â€
â€œI know,â€œ Mona said. â€œBut to tell you the truth, I kind of enjoyed it. Well, maybe not the poking and pricking, but being tied up that way, was actually quite fun! I didnâ€˜t think it would be, but it was!â€œ Then she took a deep breath and said: â€œThatâ€˜s good! Now, Iâ€˜m very sorry to have to do this. Take a deep breath!â€ She took the cloth she had been hiding behind her back.
Mona started struggling, but her mother pressed it against her daughterâ€™s mouth. Mona could feel the now familiar smell. She took a deep breath, thought: Here we go again, and everything went black.
When she woke up, she noticed that she was once again blindfolded and had straps on her wrists, waist and ankles. Just as the previous time, she had been strapped on to a table, spread-eagle style. She noticed she didnâ€™t have any clothes on, except for her panties. She was a bit cold, but not uncomfortably so.
Suddenly, she felt something softly touching her feet. She let out a surprised yelp. A minute or so later the soft touch returned. This time touching her left side, just above the band that was holding her waist firmly strapped to the table. It went up and down her ribs a couple of times and then it disappeared. She tried to get away from it, but obviously she couldnâ€™t.
â€œSquirm all you want, my dear,â€ she heard a voice say. â€œYou know you canâ€™t get away.â€ Again it sounded like it was coming from a loudspeaker. But this time it wasnâ€™t her fatherâ€™s voice. She was sure of that. This time, it sounded more like a woman.
â€œHereâ€™s whatâ€™s going to happen. Today, you will be strapped to that table, all day like last time. Tomorrow? Who knows? Iâ€˜m making this up as I go along, but since I know you donâ€˜t mind being strapped down. Iâ€˜m sure youâ€˜ll forgive me, wonâ€˜t you? Iâ€˜m sure youâ€˜ll appreciate the fact, that I wonâ€˜t be pricking you with needles.â€
Yeah, right.! Mona thought. Who ever this is, sheâ€™s right about the strapped down part. Itâ€™s just the tickling part of it, I donâ€™t like.
The followed an seemingly endless time of tickle attacks. The soft thing, what ever it was , sometimes tickling her ribs, or her stomach, arms, armpits, legs or feet. But always stopping just before she went completely out of breath from laughing so much.
A couple of times, she was showered with what seemed to be a fine mist of cold water, to rinse of the sweat that covered her body. A light gust of warm air, dried her off. All the same, her panties got completely soaked and never really dried
When she was released for the night and told to stand up, she was so tired she could hardly do so. She was lead to the room where, on the previous `visitÂ´, she had been chained up. She was fastened to the wall the same way as she had been the previous time, but this time her (female) captor used leather cuffs, instead of metal ones. â€œItâ€™s much easier on the wristsâ€ as she(?) said. No food or water was offered this time either and Mona didnâ€™t ask for any, knowing full well she would probably get something to eat and drink in the morning, anyway.
â€œJust one thing, before you leave me. Where is this place?â€œ Mona wondered.
â€œThatâ€™s for me to know and for you to wonder about,â€œ the voice said. With that they said â€œGood nightâ€ to each other and the door slammed shut.
â€œThis actually isnâ€™t too bad!â€ she thought, before dozing off. â€œIf only I could find a way to see who it is, thatâ€™s holding me captive!â€ As before, she had recognized the voice and she knew it wasnâ€™t her fatherâ€™s.
The next day, she was taken back and strapped back onto the table. Then she was left alone. â€œHello? Is there anybody there? What are you going to do to me?â€ she called out a couple of times, but she got no answer. She just lay there, waiting, trying to relax. Some time later she felt the cuffs being loosened and the voice said: â€œYou know what to do! Wait a while and then take off your blindfold. Like last time, food and water will be waiting for you in the other room.â€
â€œBut what about my clothes?â€ Mona asked.
â€œDonâ€™t worry about that dear,â€ the voice said. â€œItâ€™s all been taken care of.â€
A little while later Mona took off her blindfold and went out into the next room. There, as promised, she found food and water. But she couldnâ€™t find any of her clothes, no matter how hard she looked around!
â€œOh well. If itâ€˜s anything like the first time, Iâ€˜ll wake up at home in a while, anywayâ€ she thought. With that she sat down and started eating and drinking. Soon she felt the familiar shaking and when she opened her eyes, she lay in her bed, with her mother sitting by her side.
â€œDid you have a good time?â€ she asked.
â€œYes, thank you. I liked it all. Not so much the tickling, but everything else.â€ Mona said, with glistening eyes.
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### Re: The kidnap

Post by lasse672000 » Tue Jul 14, 2009 6:59 am

Get ready!
Mona found a note in her schoolbag telling her to get ready for another adventure. "Now what?" she thought. She spent the rest of the week wondering what would happen, but Friday came and nothing out of the ordinary had happened. She came home from school at the usual time and found that she was all alone in the house.
A neighbour came by and said "I heard from your parents that you liked to be kidnapped? Is that true?"
"Yes," she answered. "I've found out that I like it very much, if they kidnap me. Because I know I'm in safe hands and that they won't do anything that would really hurt me." Saying that, she noticed that he was holding his hands behind his back and she wondered why.
After having talked for a few more minutes, she excused herself and started walking inside again.
"No, wait," the neighbour said. "I'd like to take you on a cartrip. If that's O.K with you, that is?"
"Well, I don't know. I'm not supposed to go with strangers!"
"Oh, come on! I'm no stranger, am I?" the neighbour asked, tilting his head to one side which only made him look rediculus.
"No, I suppose not. Let's go, then." Mona said. "By the way, where are we going?"
"Put your coat on and hop in the car. I'll show you!"
Once she got in the car, Mona sat in the passanger seat and the man leaned in the door and said: "Come to think of it, I want it to be a surprise! Do you mind if I blindfold you and tie your hands behind your back?"
"That's a strange thing to ask!" Mona thought but what she said was "No, I don't mind! I don't see any point to it, but by all means, go ahead."
He closed the door and hurried around to the trunk and opened it, while Mona looked on in the rear-wiew mirror.
He took out a plastic bag and came back to her side of the car and opened the door. Then he told her to put her hands behind her back and turn so her back was against him. She did as she was told and soon he had put a wooly scarf around her head, so she couldn't see. It was long enough to go around her head twice and still be tied it off at the back of her head. Then she felt a belt being tightened around her wrists and another belt was put vertically around the first belt, cinching it off in the middle. She started turning around in the seat, but he stopped her. "I'm not finished with you yet. Open your mouth!" he said. Suddenly she felt a ball being pushed into her mouth and straps being fastened hard in the back of her head. Whatever that thing was in her mouth, it tasted like plastic.
"Now," he said, "you can turn around! Don't worry, I've got a very good cover story, if we were to be stopped by the police. You have to admit, it looks kind of strange, me driving around with a gagged and blindfolded girl by my side. Thank God, no one can see that you have your hands tied as well! And don't worry, your parents know were you are and you only have to "MPH" fast twice to be released." He fastened her seat belt and slammed the door shut. A couple of seconds later, Mona could hear him open the door on the driver's side and get in. He started the car and off they went.
They drove around for what seemed like ages. Suddenly the car stopped and the man stepped out. A couple of seconds later he opened the door on her side and helped her to get out of the car. He lead her still gagged, blindfolded and with her hands belted together at her back, in to what seemed to be a house of some sort and up some stairs.
He pushed her in to a room and she stumbled to the floor. She could hear him walk over to her and then she felt him tying her legs together "So you can't run away," he said. After that he released her hands long enough to take off her coat and shirt. He then told her to put her hands behind her back, so he could handcuff her hands. Once that was done, he released her legs. To her horror, she could feel him taking off her trousers! She tried to protest, but all that came out were "MUPH, MUPH!"-like sounds.
"Ah, good. You've got your thick, wooly pantyhose on, I see!" he said in a strange voice. He tied her thighs together and then helped her to stand up and then hobble over and sit down on a wooden chair. It was a cold sensation as she only had her grey pantyhose that she normally had in school, on and nothing else. She could feel him bend over her and knotting the loose ends of the rope around her thighs under the chair. Then he guided her cuffed hands around the back of the chair and put a rope around her waist and another one around her chest and the back of the chair, pinning her arms and hands to the chair. He also tied her ankles together. She heard him take a step back and say "What a lovely sight. See if you can get out of that! I'll leave you now, shall I?" Emediately following those words, she could hear the door close. She soon found, to her dismay, that all the knots were out of reach for her, so all she could do was to sit there and wonder what would happen next!
"Why am I always getting myself into this kind of trouble?" she thought to herself.
She tried to get loose for a good half an hour (or so she thought, anyway) but deep down she knew she was fighting a loosing battle. So, in the end she just sat back and waited for what was to come. All of a sudden, she could feel a faint, but not unpleasant tingling sensation in the seat of the chair. It made it's way up her spine all the way up to her neck. It never hurt but it made her muscles cramp up. After having sat there for a long while, she could hear someone come into the room. She could hear that it was several people, but no one said anything. The ropes tying her to the chair were loosened, and she was hoisted in the air. She let out a little shriek, but the person lifting her said: "Don't worry! I've got you!". She was overjoyed to hear her father and not that other fellow. He carried her, still gagged, blindfolded, tied up and handcuffed, all the way back to his car. There he laid her in the back seat and put a blanket over her.
Once they were back home, he carried her inside and laid her down on her bed. Then he uncuffed her hands, but instead of letting her off the bed, he tied her hands to the headboard with a rope and her feet to the foot end of the bed. Then he left her there. She could hear her parents talk to someone in the kitchen for a while and then her mother came in and asked her, if she had enjoyed her afternoon? She shrugged as best she could and "MPH"-ed through her gag.
"I suppose you want to use the bathroom now, don't you?" her mother said. This time, Mona nodded and "MPH"-ed once again.
"Very well. then!" her mother sighed. "But you get right back here, when you're done! Is that understood?" Mona nodded once more and her mother released her from the bed, but tying her hands in front of her instead and took off the blindfold but not the gag. "When you get back, I'll let you have sip of water before I have to gag you again. If it's O.K with you, we've planned a whole weekend in bed tied up like this for you? What do you `sayÂ´? We're only going to let you get up to use the bathroom. Or do you want to use diapers? We'll still let you up, but then only for as long as it takes for me or your father to change them. Now, then. Bathroom?" Mona nodded for a third time, not believing her good fortune. She was to be tied to her bed for an entire weekend!
"Well, of course you want that!" her mother said ironically. "How about the rest of the weekend in diapers?" Mona saw it as a opportunity to be tied in bed for longer, so she agreed to that as well.
She ended up spending most of the weekend in bed, as the diapers were very thick grown-up ones.
I hope I don't get into trouble with this one!
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