I should have locked the door.
I was upstairs in my bedroom, finishing getting dressed. I checked myself out in the mirror once again...the red dress showed off my figure nicely, I thought. The thin black belt made it look that much better, and went well with my black heels.
i had plenty of time before Mark picked me up. He was a co-worker, not a romantic interest in any sense, but I did agree to go with him to his high school reunion. I thought it might be fun.
When I heard the footsteps comping up the stairs, i assumed it was Mark. I remember being annoyed that he didn't bother to knock. We were going to have to talk about that.
The door to my room swung open--I turned, and was about to yell at Mark...but it wasn't him. It was a man dressed in a black sweater, black pants and shoes, and a black ski mask. And he had a black duffel bag, and a black gun. The gun was pointed at me.
I threw up my hands and gasped. "Please don't hurt me!" I cried. "Shut up" he said. "I just want your valuables." The tossed me the dugffel bag. "Put everything in there. All the jewelry, watches and rings included." I wasn't going to argue with him, or risk his getting mad at me, so I did as ordered. But after I did, I was afraid to find out what he would do next.
"Ok" he said. "I need to figure out what to do with you.....I can't just leave you here, so i guess I'll have to kidnap you. Just don't make me kill you."
"Wait" I said. "You can leave me here....all you have to do is tie me up, and you can leave without getting caught. I haven't seen your face, and I can't identify you, just don't take me with you."
"Sorry, lady" he said. "I didn't bring any rope. I thought no one would be here. You have to come with me. I guess I'll have to knock you out first, though."
I really, REALLY didn't want that....I might not ever wake up! I had to get him to just tie me up. "I have rope here. Please...just tie me up, and leave me alone..." I went to the closet. He didn't say anything, so i brought out my small bag of ropes. I was glad the duvt tape was at the bottom of the bag; hopefully he wouldn't think to gag me and I could cry for help after he left. I tossed him a couple coils of rope, and dropped the bag. I walked towards him, then turned my back to him, crosing my hands behind me.
I could feel him walk behind me. "Maybe that will be ok. I don't know." Still, he tied my wrists together. He wasn't worried about being gentle, the ropes were very tight. I was a little worried he might do some damage to my circulation. Then i remembered how much trouble I was already in. "lady, I'm going to need more rope than that. Sit down on the bed."
I obeyed, hoping he wouldn't think of doing something sexual to me. I saw his eyes--the only part of him that was visable--looking me over. He picked up the bag, and pulled out the rest of the rope..and the duct tape came out.
"Hey! you must have this for bondage games. Maybe i should take you along with me after all!" He bent down to pick up the tape--and i stood up and ran, with my hands tied behind me. Running in heels, though, has never been easy for me, and he caught me.
"I guess I'll have to make sure you stay quiet, and helpless" he said. He picked me up, putme over his shoulder, and carried me downstairs. I could see him holding the bondage bag in his free hand. I was scared, since I didn't know how angry he was. he could still hurt me...or worse.
Once downstairs, he dropped me on the couch. I was pretty sure he was going to hurt me, possibly rape. But he had his own concerns. "You can't be trusted," he said "I need to make sure you can't call the police or leave." He looked around the room "You have nice furniture, but nothing I can really tie you to. And that's bad."
He was going to take me with him! I had to think fast. "Look, you saw how quickly you caught me. You know I can't run in heels. Just tie my ankles crossed like this"--I crossed my ankles--"and I won't be going anywhere, no hopping, nothing."
He nodded. I breathed a sigh of relief. I felt a glimmer of hope as he tied my ankles together, though again, much tighter than necessary. He looked around, and said "I have another idea." He pickwed me up, and lossed me on my stomach. He then tied by elbows together. I knew then I wasn't going to get away without anything sexual happening.
He helped me to my feet, and tied my arms to my sides. The shape of my breasts were now very evident against my dress. He then picked me up, and carried me to the closet. He took my shoes, boots, and other items from the floor, then hogtied me so my wrists were connected to my ankles, and got me in the closest. Finally, he tape gagged me, using several layers.
"One more thing," he said. He tickled me, causing me to TRY and laugh in the gag. Only a quiet muffle was made. "Good girl" he said. He closed the door to the closet.
Though it seemed forever, about 15 minutes later i heard a knock on the door. "Hello?" It was Mark! I tried to call out, but the gag was too secure. Surprisingly, he opened the closet door immediatly.
"Wow, are you all right?" he asked. He helped me to my feet...but surprisingly, he carried me to the couch instead of untying me. I told him what happened, adn asked that he untie me so i could call the police. While untying me, he said he found a bag with jewlry outside. We looked trough it, and it was everything the robber took.
"You know" he said, "You have everything right here. It'as a safe bet the police will never catch him, since you couldn't see his face. He's probably too scared to ever return. I really need to get to that reunion, and I really need you there. Let's just not bother the police, ok?"
I was a little annoyed with his attitide, but said "Well, ok, if this is really so important to you.
He smiled. "Good girl" he said. And then i remembered the burglar's eyes....
(My first attempt, hope it's fine!)