Pepper’s Hostage Horror MMM/F Part 2

Postby skybird137 » Mon Sep 19, 2016 6:12 am

This is a story for the model Pepper Sterling

Part 1

“My first top assignment as the new Sales and Marketing Executive for GENDAWN.” Pepper Sterling said as she pressed her hotel key card against the display by the door and after a few seconds, there was a beep as the bolts slid back into the wall. This left the director opening the door to her room before fumbling with her handbag as she put the key into one of her card slots and she wheeled in her two large luggage cases while carrying her laptop case, pushing the door closed behind her with her right foot.

Now that is what I call a mirror. Stopping for a moment to look around the luxurious room, Pepper ended up staring at herself in the mirror on one wall that went from the floor to the ceiling and took note of her clothing. I hope that this will be okay for the main meetings tomorrow and the day after, as it’s us against DNA-Future and some minor organisations for the new bio-drugs contracts for all of the attending businesses. What am I saying? It’s been good enough when I was marketing our products at a lower level to executives before. I know that I shouldn’t feel guilty about being the new lead in this position, but Ruth is just as good at selling as I am and because of Jane’s sudden retirement, someone had to take over this role. At least we are still good friends and Ruth is an effective assistant. Pepper recalled how Ruth Silvers had also applied for the Sales and Marketing position, but it was clear that the managing director had her own personal preference about who was to be in charge.

Covering the lower legs of the businesswoman were black knee-length patent leather stiletto boots and from her boots to the hem of her black thigh-length miniskirt were black sheer stockings which were held up by a garter belt. When I sit down, that hem just rides up enough to reveal a little of the black band at the top of my stockings and this has proved to be more than a little distracting to many male executives. Plus, it has worked on more than a few of the ladies as well. covering her chest was a white satin blouse which had been adjusted so that it was tight against her abundant assets, with each breath of hers causing the material to strain a little. A black jacket completed her look and this item was unbuttoned before it was placed onto the massive brass bed that dominated the centre of the room and the lady pushed the large cases against the wall so that they would be out of the way. She opened up the laptop case, removing the notebook along with its power supply plus a wired mouse and she set up her equipment, turning a small table with a chair on the other side of the room into a temporary office desk.

Although the most important work will be over the next two days, I mustn’t neglect tonight as I can use the time for preliminary discussions and meetings, and make sure that I have a head start on the competition when the negotiations start tomorrow morning. Working in these rooms is wonderful as they are so soundproofed that someone could be having a wild party next door and you would never hear a thing. Once the device was activated from hibernation mode, Pepper sat in the chair, applying herself to the work that she needed to do and paying no attention to the door that was behind her...

There was a beeping sound that the lady only half-noticed as there was a loud audio-visual presentation running on her laptop and the quieter noise of sliding bolts went unnoticed. It was the slamming shut of the door that alerted Pepper to the fact that she was not alone and by the time she was able to react to this, it was far too late as her hands were pulled together behind her back.

“Help! Helf!” When the woman screamed for help, she only managed to make two effective calls as a large wad of cloth was stuffed into her mouth, which stifled any further sounds that she attempted to make. A moment later, something was put around her head at the height of the mouth and there was a loud rasping sound which was accompanied by intense pressure against her cheeks along with the back of her neck. That is a zip-tie, you are using a zip-tie to hold that cloth in my mouth! Ow, that hurt! There was another short rasping sound and the plastic became so tight that the edges bit into the flesh of the executive, causing her to yelp from the pain inflicted on her. Her hands were lifted up into the air, which forced her to bend over so that her face was almost pressed into her notebook and another rough sound was heard along with her crying out as her wrists were tormented by the sharp edges on the band of plastic.

A rising feeling of panic was just about halted by the terrified woman as she attempted to work out what was happening to her and if there was some way that she could get out of it. My wrists are bound behind my back and I am also gagged, which means that I cannot fight back or call for help. Even screaming at the start was pointless as these walls are just too thick for anyone to hear me. There are two people involved at the very least and them taking me prisoner was very efficient which shows that they are experienced at what they do. This suggests that they are professionals and that I am their specific target, so my best chance for getting out of this in one piece is to be compliant. At the moment, I have no idea what they want, but it won’t be long before I find out.

“I presume that your company has at the very least instructed you on how to behave in a situation like this. If you have, nod your head.” It sounded like a male voice that had been distorted by some kind of electronic buzzer so that the person’s voice could not be recognised, which was another indication to the prisoner that they were not amateurs.

My chances of surviving this has increased by a massive amount, now that I know that you are disguising yourselves so that your identities are hidden. I had better answer quickly as I have no desire to test your patience. In order to make sure that her captors realise that she understood what they were saying, the prisoner gave several vigorous nods of her head before waiting for their response.

“That will make this easier for all of us, as you know better than to act like some stupid heroine from a B-Movie who in real life would just get herself killed. We don’t want this to happen and neither do you, so it would be advisable for you to be compliant and follow instructions.”

Even though Pepper was still frightened in her current predicament, she was relieved that the people who had bound and gagged her knew what they were doing and that unless she acted like an idiot, she was going to get out of this in one piece. The most worrying part of this is that you still haven’t told me what you want and not knowing is worse than anything else. Do you want to use my laptop to hack the company? Are you wanting to steal money from the financial group? Could you want our scientific data?

“Now you need to close your eyes. You don’t have to, but it will be far more comfortable if you do.” There was a nod from the helpless lady as she had already closed her eyes when her hands were lifted up into the air, with her face millimetres away from the keyboard and there was pressure against her eyelids before what felt like two straps touching against the side of her head.

That is probably a leather blindfold with two padded areas for the eyes. If my eyelids had been up, I wouldn’t be able to shut them now and it would have become unbearable before long. As the straps of the blindfold pressed against her temples, Pepper felt the ends at the back of her head and the increasing tightness suggested that the blindfold had been buckled into place. Piece by piece, any power or control that I possess is being stripped from me. What is going to be next?

It was almost a relief when whoever held her hands let go and she was able to sit up straight. “Stand up, turn around and we will guide you to the bed. Don’t panic, we have no intention of violating you, but there is a reason that we want you to go to the bed.”

Are you just deceiving me into being compliant, just so I won’t fight until it is too late? No, that is just fear talking, I must keep my feelings under control. As the captive stood up, she could hear the faint sound of the chair legs dragging along the carpet and once she had turned around a hand grasped each of her arms with the pressure encouraging her to move forward. Pepper moved forward, taking small steps until she had to stop when she felt the quilt of the bed brush against her knees and a second hand gripped each arm as if to hold her steady. Just what am I supposed to do now?

“You will be held up and helped onto the bed so that you can kneel. You have to kneel with your knees wide apart and your right ankle will be above your left.”

That is very weird, but cannot do anything except follow your orders. With the prisoner being supported by her arms, it wasn’t difficult for her to lift each foot up so that she could get her legs onto the bed and place herself into a kneeling position. It was much harder to follow the second part of the instructions, as Pepper had to shuffle her legs around on the bed while lifting up her bottom, so that she could put her right ankle above her left. Why do you want me to be like this, as it is most unusual? So that’s why. A now familiar rasping sound came from beneath her with the zip-tie forcing the leather of her boots to press against her ankles and another zip-tie was wrapped around her ankles but this was at a ninety degree ankle to the first. Pepper was still wondering how restrictive her bonds restraining her ankles were when a zip-tie was taken around her right thigh and calf, with another of the plastic lengths used on her left leg in the same manner.

“Now, try to move your legs together and move your body up from the bed.” It took just a few seconds for the lady to realise how helpless she was as the bonds around her ankles prevented her from moving her knees together and the ties around her thighs and calves had locked her legs into a bent position.

I’m immobilised! Not only that, but my legs are wide apart so that my most intimate area is available to you. My arms! She heard the sound of a zip-tie at the same time that her elbows were drawn close together and she was unable to prevent herself from screaming when the front of her skirt moved with fingers brushing against her panties. NO, NO! OH PLEASE DON’T DO THIS TO ME!

“We are professionals.” The voice said as caress against her Mound of Venus stopped. “That does not mean that we would not enjoy taking you, but so long as you are compliant and follow instructions that will not happen. If you fail to do so, then this is a fate that you will suffer, so don’t even think of being a problem. Do you understand?” There was a nod from the helpless woman as the hand was withdrawn from underneath her skirt and she almost slumped forward in her bonds as the fear in her ebbed. “In a minute, your gag and blindfold will be removed and you will be asked two questions. Do not try to be clever in the hopes of sending any hidden messages or lie about who you are, as you will know what will happen to you. Once you have answered the questions you will be gagged and you are to offer no resistance.”

The blindfold must have been used to control me while I was bound on the bed, so perhaps it’s no longer necessary, at least for the time being. Something passed between the zip-tie and her right cheek and the pressure of the gage was released with a snipping sound that hinted at the cutting of the tie with scissors, before the cloth was pulled out of her mouth. This was followed by fumbling at the back of her head and within a second, the helpless woman realised that she would be able to take in the view.

There’s three of you in hotel uniforms and I can see myself in the mirror. Why is there a video camera on a tripod in front of me? You must want to record me like this. The three bearded criminals were wearing sunglasses, red blazers, black trousers, white shirts and red bow ties and while two of them were on either side of the camera, the third was behind her, holding the blindfold which was put into a large black bag. My guess is that your beards and hair are fake, so that I cannot provide any identification and any image of you on CCTV is just as useless. This is a lot of effort to just get information from my laptop, as you could have just stolen it from me.

“First Question.” Said the man standing behind her. “What is your name?”

“Pepper Sterling.” Surely you already know my name, so why ask me to say it?

“Second Question. What firm do you work for and what is your position?”

“I am the Sales and Marketing Executive for GENDAWN.” Are you just confirming who I am?

“Thank you. Now, open your mouth as wide as you possibly can.”

Why does my mouth need to be that wide for a gag? OMG, that is never going to fit in my mouth! I daren’t put up a fight, though. Pepper opened her mouth just as she had been told, but her eyes went wide as she saw the large red plastic ball with holes that was taken out of the bag and the woman also noticed the long-zip-tie going through the centre of the ball. The man behind her pulled her lower jaw a little further down with his left hand while the ball was forced between her teeth and as the zip-tie was tightened at the back of her neck, she doubted that she would have any chance of pushing the ball out of her mouth with her tongue.

It’s only been in my mouth for a few seconds and my jaw is already starting to ache. Pressing down on the ball only ended up in transferring the ache from her jaw to her teeth and as Pepper looked in the mirror, she could see a trickle of saliva oozing from the right side of her mouth. At least the zip-ties at my elbows and thighs are nowhere near as tight as the ones at my wrists and my gag.

“While I explain the situation to the company, you two are to remove the prisoner’s blouse and skirt.”

You have stripped any control from me and now you strip my clothes? The worst thing is that I dare not even try to stop you! The two men in front of the captive each took scissors out of a blazer pocket, approached her and began to cut away at the two items of clothing, while the criminal behind her spoke to the video camera.

“Hello GENDAWN. By the time you find this recording it will be obvious to you that we have your executive and she has been moved out of your reach. If you wish for her to be returned unharmed, we are to be paid three million dollars.”

You’re kidnapping me! Giving the timing, it can only be one of our rivals behind this as they hope that my removal from this meeting will benefit them. Well, the irony is that Ruth will be able to handle this as well as I can and once word gets out about my kidnapping the companies at the meeting won’t want to touch any of our rivals with a barge-pole. If anything, GENDAWN is going to do very well out of this. I’m sure that I can stand a little humiliation while the director sorts out a ransom for me. I just hope that she doesn’t decide that she can just replace me with Ruth, but she has never been anything but kind.

Within a minute, the blouse and skirt had been shredded and they were pulled away, leaving Pepper kneeling in her black underwear, stockings and boots, with the lady blushing as she noticed that her breasts seemed even larger owing to the fact that her elbows were pulled together behind her back.

“Now, we are going to provide a little demonstration as to why it is not a good idea to cause us any problems. Tighten the bonds around her elbows and legs!” A moment later, Pepper cried out in pain as the zip-ties around her elbows and thighs were pulled so tight that they bit hard into her soft flesh.

Why are you doing this to me? It hurts!

“There is more to come in a minute, just to show how serious we are and the name provided to us by the media should warn you not to play any games with us. We are The Trio of Terror...”

Oh no! Until I’m released, my life is going to be a living hell!

To be continued...
Last edited by skybird137 on Thu Sep 22, 2016 11:51 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Pepper’s Hostage Horror MMM/F Part 2

Postby skybird137 » Thu Sep 22, 2016 11:51 pm

Part 2

As an executive, Pepper was aware of more than a few stories concerning other businesswomen that had been kidnapped by the “Trio of Terror” as they liked to call themselves.

According to rumour, you are always commissioned by someone else who wants the individual ransomed and you end up with half of the money. If that is true, our competitors must really hate me as this will make a standard kidnapping look like a picnic and that is only if half of the rumours about you are true. You aren’t like amateurs who make threats like cutting people’s body parts off in order to get companies to pay up if there is a delay. Your tortures are based on the idea that the person will be undamaged in any real way, but instead are based on certain SM concepts and you start from the moment the woman is taken prisoner. The recording of my suffering will not only be sent to my company, but to the organiser of my abduction, along with other people who are willing to pay good money to see a helpless woman being tormented. Some companies have even offered the Trio more money if the captive is released earlier. I have no doubt that the torture inflicted on me by my present bindings is only the beginning of my ordeal and this is going to get a lot worse.

“Instructions and contact details will be on the other memory card, including what will happen if you fail to comply. I am sure that you do not want something really serious to happen to your executive, but for now we will provide a little demonstration of what is to come for our prisoner.”

There was a squeal from the helpless lady as her hands were lifted high in the air behind her back which forced her to lean forwards and as the other two took hold of her arms, the man behind her reached into the bag with him taking out a handful of zip-ties. “Please feel free to react in any way that you wish now, if it makes you feel better and it might encourage your superiors to reach into their pockets earlier.” A part of the helpless woman wanted to close her eyes as this moment, but for some reason she kept staring at the mirror as her hands were brought together before one of the plastic strips was looped around both of her little fingers between the knuckle and the first joint. NO! It just took a moment for the zip-to be pulled as tight as possible, with the edges digging into her flesh and each set of fingers and thumbs were treated in the same way, with the woman crying out after each painful new restraint. You’re not even allowing me to move my hands around and even my fingers and thumbs are as immobilised as my elbows. If I struggle to get free, all I will do is hurt myself even more.

However, the man behind her had not finished as her took a strip around her arm, just about an inch away than the one around her wrist and she cried out in pain as this was drawn tight to its fullest extent. There was more suffering for Pepper as new cable ties were placed at regular positions along her arm and this only stopped once the captor had reached her elbows with them letting go of her arms so that she could sit up straight again. I daren’t put up any kind of a fight now, as it will just end up as an act of self-torment.

“I think that our lady is in a state of shock at the moment, so I think that we need to loosen the rest of her clothing.”

You’ve already taken enough off me, at least me keep my bra and panties on! Cries of fear were emitted through the ball that gagged the kidnap victim as the other two intruders picked up the scissors and these were joined by ones of pain as she struggled against her bonds, even though it caused her to suffer. They grew even louder as the men slid the scissors up to her clothing and within a few seconds, enough cuts were made for the man behind her to whip away her last defences against her body being exposed. I might still have my boots and stockings on, but in a real sense you’ve left me naked!

“If you two will start to take care of the legs, I will entertain our victim.” Pepper looked even more fearful as the two men in front of her reached into the bag so that they could retrieve something, but she was unable to suppress a loud scream as her breasts were held in a rough grasp by the man behind her. Again, she started to perform an involuntary struggle as her soft flesh was groped and kneaded by her captor and she screamed at both her pain and the humiliation inflicted on her. This became even worse when the other two men started to put more zip-ties around her ankles and thighs and these were placed an inch apart just like her arms with them biting into her soft thighs.

There was no relief from the actions of the two men in front of her once the new bonds were in place, as they started to run their hands up and down her legs in a perverse caress with her thighs being groped. At this point, Pepper was pleading and begging through her gag between her cries of anguish as she knew where the men in front of her would concentrate on next and she realised that this would happen very soon. No, not there! Please, don’t touch me there! Her begging proved to be futile, as while each man used one hand to continue caressing her legs, the fingers of the other hands were used to run over either her Mound of Venus or the fleshy folds of her valley of desire. As this went on, Pepper understood that until she was released she was to be no more than a slave, with her body just a toy to be played with at any time by her captors.

“Let’s stop for a few minutes, so that our entertainment can have a little rest.”

You’re just doing this so that something new can be done to me and it will feel worse if I’m allowed a little break. Perhaps it would have been better if you had continued to torment me.

“Hold her still, while I add a few more cables to our captive.”

I doubt that you can make me feel any worse with these ties than you already have. Although Pepper was still trying to put on a brave face as each of the other two men took hold of her shoulders so that she could be kept still, inside her resolve was crumbling away as this was just the start of her ordeal. Two short ties and one long one? What possible use could they be? After a few more seconds had gone by, the woman found out why her upper body was being immobilised as one of the shorter strips went around her right breast, with her shouting out as the soft flesh of her bosom was tortured when the object was tightened. The second short cable tormented her left breast and as the long zip-tie was taken around her chest, her pleading became uncontrollable as she worked out where the edges of this tie were going to dig into.

Oh no, please no, don’t do this to me, just no, please stop! Pepper could feel the edges of the strip pressing against her nipples as a clear indications of what was going to happen to her and despite her cries, the item was drawn tight so that even this part of her body wasn’t spared from torment. Her scream as this happened was followed by more as the criminal who appeared to be in charge ran his hands over her suffering bosom and it was just a vague registration in her mind that the flesh had become almost as hard as rock due to the restraints.

“That’s it, I think that it’s time to play Pinch The Lady.” There was a long and loud scream from Pepper as the thin gloves of her captor did nothing the stop the effectiveness of his fingers as they pinched hard into her nipples and her cries became almost continuous as her body was molested in this new way. Pinch after pinch not only tortured her bound breasts, but her thighs were just as vulnerable with her Mound along the petals of her lustful flower being the most sensitive of all and all the lady could think of was when this suffering was going to stop.

“I think that you understand that we are serious what is happening and I hope that you will want an end to this woman’s pain as quickly as possible. You will hear from us again before long and we expect there to be no trouble from you.” As he spoke, the other two went over to the video camera, with one shutting it down, before opening the side and removing a small memory card once the leader had finished talking. “Now, prepare our prize for transport and pack the other items away, while I fetch the method of transportation for the woman.”

What are you going to do to me now? One of the men was dismantling the tripod and camera setup before the leader had even left the room and the other man had taken three lengths of thin cord out of the bag, along with some grey duct tape and two small cylindrical pieces of plastic.

“Do not move, as you don’t want this next part to go wrong.” One man said as he started to pull at the end of the tape, while the other placed the recording equipment inside a separate bag and Pepper was too frightened to move as the tape was wound around her face multiple times, until her already gagged mouth was sealed by the material. “Now, remain still and after I do this, remember to breathe slowly.” He said as he picked up the two small cylinders in his right hand before walking around the bed, until he was behind the restrained captive and he used his left hand to hold her head still as he inserted one cylinder into each nostril.

Is this some new kind of torture? Are you going to make me suffocate? Once her head was released, Pepper inhaled and exhaled at a slow rate and she discovered that although there was a little resistance, she was able to get enough air in and out of her lungs to remain comfortable.

“Now, let’s hear you cry out.” While the lady was concentrating on learning how to breathe in her new situation, the man put his hands around her body before applying a cruel pinch to her already tormented nipples, causing her to scream. Or to be correct she attempted to scream, but at that moment Pepper discovered that she was unable to breathe out and she remained in that situation until the pain subsided which allowed her to exhale again.

“Those nose plugs will allow you to take in enough air to breath, but if you try to scream, you will end up sealing them. The worst thing that could happen to you is that you will end up unconscious, but that can be terrifying enough for anyone. This is a precaution against you making any attempt to cry for help. Please be aware that these plugs will work on anything louder than a whimper, so there is no point in trying to call for help. If your nose is pinched, the passages will be sealed, so do not even think of trying to attract any kind of attention.”

Just after the man gave her this warning, there was a beep from the door as it opened and the leader pushed through what seemed to be a large object moving on castors which was covered in a large black sheet. Once the door was closed, he pulled the sheet away from the object which was revealed to be a Bellman Cart with four large castors supporting the red surface, above which was a gold-plated metal frame. Pepper’s scream was stifled by her nose plugs as the other two lifted her off the bed and the prisoner was carried across the room before she was placed onto the surface of the cart.

“You two make her secure.” One of the men picked up the two short cords while the second took the long one and one end of that was bound to the lady’s wrist before it was looped over the horizontal top of the cart. As the end was taken back down, her hands were pulled up so high that her body was bent over and the other end was tied back at her wrists as her shoulders started to ache. As if that wasn’t enough for the helpless woman, her hair was pulled into a pigtail as the man knotted one end of the shorter ropes to hold it in place and other rope was tied around her waist with the knot at her front. The other end of the cord at her waist was threaded between her legs along with her bottom cheeks and her head was pulled back was far as it could go before the two free ends were bound together.

I can’t move an inch now! My arms are pulled up high and if I try to move my head, all I will do is cause that horrible rope to bite even deeper into the folds between my legs and torment me even more that it does at the moment.

“We are going to move you now.” The leader said. “I presume that you have been told just how stupid it would be to tray and get anyone to notice us.” An attempt to nod by Pepper only caused her to try and cry out and the cord tortured her, but the plugs were still as effective as before in preventing her from making any noise. “Good. I am going to cover the cart with this sheet, but that will only be for a short while.”

You are hardly going to wheel me through the building without me being hidden from view. Although the lady was expecting to be hidden when the sheet was put over the cart, it was the fact that she was enveloped in darkness that caused her to make another attempt to scream. After a short pause, there was a beep from the door and the cart began to move with even this causing her neck, shoulders and most intimate flesh to suffer a little more. There wasn’t any other sound as she was wheeled down the corridor, but that wasn’t a surprise as these were very exclusive rooms and it was only when she was stopped that there was another beep which was accompanied by the opening of doors. Now I’m in the lift, but there’s still a chance for someone to get on the lift, work out what is happening and save me.

However, no one interrupted their journey to the ground floor and once the lift was opened, Pepper had no way of knowing in which direction she was being taken, although she guessed that it was out of the rear of the hotel. Soon, there was the noise of what could be people working in the background, which confirmed her theory but even if she could make a noise, the kidnap victim doubted that she would have been heard. Soon, the noise of the workers diminished, a door opened and there was the normal sounds of being outside in a city which was followed by a whirring sound nearby. The cart was moved a little way, there was the whirring sound again and she felt as she was moving up which suggested that she was being lifted onto some kind of lorry. Once this was finished there was a little more movement, before doors behind her was shut and the sheet was pulled away to reveal that she was in a large lorry.

As she looked around the windowless container which was illuminated by a single light, she was shocked to see another camera fixed to the wall in front of her and the red light showed that it was already recording. Why do you want to video me while I am in here? A little jolt to the cart brought her attention back to the three men who were using thick straps to secure the bottom of the cart to various metal rings set into the floor of the container. Perhaps you think that leaving me to roll around in here is far too dangerous. I suppose that this is something to be thankful for.

“You are to stare at the camera until we close the door behind us.”

I can’t look around much anyway, because of way my head is tied.

Once the men left the container, Pepper wondered just how bad the journey was going to be as she felt rather than heard the starting up of the vehicle’s engine...

To Be Continued...
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