Postby PetSilkenvixen » Sun Jun 24, 2012 7:06 am
Yep!
I was around 18 or 19 if I remember right. My playmate lived with his mom and stepdad, who obviously were out for the evening. I arrived and got dressed; bra and undies, blue knit dress with thin white stripes, pantyhose and black calf-high boots. He tied my hands behind my back and led me out of the house, through the breezeway which was only sort of semi-private, and to the garage. Opening the trunk he made step inside and onto my side, and tied my ankles. As much as I love being gagged he opted against one for safety's sake.
He drove me away and down to the local 7-11. Going around to the back he unlocked the trunk to be sure I had air, or so he said, and went in to buy a beverage. He came back, got into the car, backed up and drove off!
Which meant driving UPhill! In traffic. Not good! The hood wasn't bouncing open but I could look out the crack and see traffic behind us! Squirming around I was able to grab hold of the hook and hold the trunk deck down until he turned off and pulled back into his garage. He untied my ankles, led me inside where I was retied and gagged, and I was his hostage for awhile longer.
Christyne