## "Tricked into Bondage" story/fantasy (M/M)

Post by Kidnapable82 » Thu Sep 22, 2016 7:20 am

I created this fantasy from a private chat. It's basically in third person format, without any names. I did it this way, so people have the option of thinking they were the hostage or the kidnapper.
There is *some* adult content, such as maybe the wording, but nothing sexually. However, for my comfort level, I decided to stick it in this thread.
Note: Although I created this story, I am pretty sub, so this is a "once in a blue moon" that I write from a "kidnapper" aspect.
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Tricked Into Bondage
In Autumn of the year, you decide to take a hitchhiking tour of the Midwest and South. You set aside funds to take with, and pack a backpack of toiletries and some clothing changes. Money is mostly for housing, as you are purposely intending on hitchhiking and walking.
After a couple of days, you're in east central Tennessee. Dumb bad luck has caused you to burn through your cash faster than you expected. All the motels have been expensive, as they have lengthened the tourist season due to lower than expected sales during the summer.
You finish brunch at a small cafe on the road and start walking north along the road. The food was good, but being full makes you a bit sleepy. You'd intended on taking a nap at the cafe, but there was no bench outside to sit on.
A mile or so along, and few cars have passed you....and none have picked you up.
A conversion van comes around the curve, heading in the same direction you're heading in. You turn and stick out your thumb. The van pulls over just past you and waits for you.
You walk up to the passenger side door. The window is lowered and the driver asks you how far you're going. You mention your location. He says he's not going way further than that, so you are in luck and says to hop in. You thank him and get in.
He's a tall guy, wearing a thin leather jacket, jeans, boots. You settle back in the seat and close your eyes to relax. Since you will be riding a while with him, you are tired and want to try to catch a couple of winks.
You don't snooze long, partly because you figure it's rude to take a ride and not talk to the driver. Most drivers who pick up hitchhikers are looking for company while they drive. You open your eyes and engage the driver in conversation. It's light stuff, nothing major, and you're frankly not that much interested in the small talk.
Something seems odd. When you got in, you don't remember him wearing anything on his hands.....yet now he's wearing form fitting black leather gloves. You figure you must be mistaken, even though you distinctly remember him wearing a large silver colored watch on his wrist....and you can't see his wrists now for the gloves. You dismiss the thoughts as being unimportant and probably a mistake due to your fatigue.
He asks if you're thirsty. You are and he offers for you to take a bottle of water from a small cooler on the floor behind his seat. You twist around to reach for the cooler and touch something hard and metallic in the pouch behind his seat. Feels like tools. You pull the object out and it's a pair of heavy chrome/steel handcuffs.
You think about just putting them back in the pouch, but you're curious and turn back to your seat and ask him about them. He says "Don't worry about those. You can just put them back." You ask him if he's a policeman and he says no. No further explanation is offered and your curiosity is piqued. He senses your question and says "Okay. I use them to tie up guys, take pictures of them, and then I sell the pictures to some magazines."
You ask if people really pay for those, and he says that they do..... Most people would think that this is bizarre, but you're comfortable with what seems a perfectly logical answer. You ask him if the guys he cuffs get paid and he says they do.
He asks you if you'd be willing to let him tie you up for money. You don't answer either way yet....but you ask how much he'd pay. He pulls out a wad of bills and simply says that he'll make it worth your while. You think about it.....it would help on the costs of your hitchhiking tour. You're not worried much. He seems like a decent person, and he's been pretty open with you thus far, so you have your guard down with him. You agree to his offer.
He pulls over in a small park area and you both get out. He takes the cuffs from you and fastens your wrists behind you. He reaches into the pouch the cuffs were in a brings out a couple of coils of rope. Bidding you to sit in the back seat, he then binds your knees together and then ties your ankles together. He locks the seat belt around you and closes the door.
You're a bit puzzled. He said he was going to take pics. of you, but instead he's just tied you up and now he's driving....where? You ask and he says this isn't the place to take the photos. You lay your head back and relax, which seems easy, even though your wrists are cuffed together behind your back. You cat nap for a while.....
You awaken as you feel the van slow down and pull off the road. He pulls down a dirt road and behind a stand of trees, out of sight of the road. He opens the side door on the van. He unbuckles your seat belt and pulls you to the bed in the back.
He ties a rope to the cuffs, runs it through your ankle restraints and hogties you tightly. You are lying on your side, hogtied. You start to ask him a question, but he quickly clamps one of his leather gloved hands over your mouth, muffling you. He doesn't seem menacing, so you're not particularly alarmed....but you do wonder.
Still muting you with his gloved hand, he grabs a red bandanna that's knotted with his other gloved hand. You can smell, and almost taste, the leather tanning. It is a rich full smell, like a tack room at a stable, or a closet full of leather coats....
Taking his hand away, he shoves the middle of the bandanna gag between your teeth. He pulls a matching bandanna out of a jacket pocket and ties an end of it to one of the ends of the one in your mouth. Wrapping it around your head he tugs the untied ends of the two bandannas tightly.....forcing the cloth back further into your mouth. Then he ties the two ends together, gagging you tightly.
There is a canvas tool bag in the back. He takes a hunting knife from that bag. Calmly, he cuts the sleeves of the flannel shirt you're wearing from cuffs to shoulders. The he cuts across your shoulders and down the length of your back. The shirt lifts off of you in pieces.
He takes a length of chain and two leather cuffs and makes a tight chain connection between your elbows, pulling them toward each other. Then he leave you on the bed, closes the back door and drives way.
You work at getting into a more comfortable position. Being on your chest is not at all comfortable. Being on your side is more so, but there's no support for your head and you're wondering when he's going to get to taking the photos and let you go.
After a long time....seems like hours.....he again pulls over and comes back to join you in the bed. He removes your shoes. Then, using a pair of bandaging scissors, he cuts your jeans up both legs and, with a few more cuts, pulls them off of you in pieces like he'd done your shirt. You are now dressed only in your tshirt, undershorts and socks. You voice a protest through the gag....mostly about your pants, and partly because your money and ID are in the pants pocket. He again clamps his leather gloved hand over your mouth, seemingly to let you know you should be quiet. You see him remove your phone and remove the battery, right in front of you, with a smile. You then know you are fucked.
From the tool bag he produces a plastic and foam rubber mask and slips it over your eyes. You can see absolutely nothing. You can sense the doors being closed again and the sound of the motor running, and then driving away.
What seems like a few hours later, he stops again. He opens up the back doors. He says it's time to start getting real serious. He opens another compartment on the side and pulls out a huge sleeping bag. He unlocks you from the hogtie position and pushes you down into the bag. You are moaning but he mentions that he has gloves on and no one will be able to find you, so you may as well shut up and let him enjoy. He just wants to use you as his "bondage boy".
He wraps huge buckles around the bag once you are inside. One around the ankles, another just below the knees, one above the knees, one around your waist to hold your wrists down, and one around your chest and upper arms. Then you hear the sound of chains being applied in the same area, wrapped numerous times and padlocked in place. He then takes the chain and hooks it to the frame of the bed around your bagged feet, and then around your waist.
He closes the door and drives off again. You are moving back in forth on the bed, trying to get out, but it's impossible and you can't really move off the bed at all.
What seems like another few or several hours, he stops again. He says that we are finally at our last destination, unknown to you, because you'll never see it. He laughs as you moan in fear, but says not to worry, he didn't mean it that way. He's not going to kill you but you are going to be a permanent bondage boy. He removes the padlocks from the bed and drags you inside the house. He then picks you up and takes you down several steps, likely the basement. He throws you on the bed, and then re-chains you to the bed. He says welcome to your new home, bondage boy.
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### Re: "Tricked into Bondage" story/fantasy (M/M)

Post by bondagefreak » Thu Sep 22, 2016 7:34 am

Fantastic!
A very enjoyable read.
Loved the use of the sleeping bag as well as the leather gloved handgags.
That poor guy didn't stand a chance.
By the time he realised what we going on, it was already too late for him to do anything about it.
If you ask me, he was pretty naïve for letting himself be tied up by a dude he didn't know.
Poor bondage-boi. Sounds like he's gonna get far more bondage time than what he initially bargained for.
I like the fact that the appearance of the kidnapper and the victim is mostly left to the imagination of the reader.
You write well.
Hopefully we'll be reading more of your works in the future!

### Re: "Tricked into Bondage" story/fantasy (M/M)

Post by Kidnapable82 » Thu Sep 22, 2016 7:38 am

Thank you very much!

> bondagefreak wrote:Fantastic!
> A very enjoyable read.
> Loved the use of the sleeping bag as well as the leather gloved handgags.
> That poor guy didn't stand a chance.
> By the time he realised what we going on, it was already too late for him to do anything about it.
> If you ask me, he was pretty naïve for letting himself be tied up by a dude he didn't know.
> Poor bondage-boi. Sounds like he's gonna get far more bondage time than what he initially bargained for.
> I like the fact that the appearance of the kidnapper and the victim is mostly left to the imagination of the reader.
> You write well.
> Hopefully we'll be reading more of your works in the future!

This site is for fun. It is not a Spelling Bee. If you get off pointing out the smallest errors, we are not compatible for any type of fun.
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### Re: "Tricked into Bondage" story/fantasy (M/M)

Post by puffalover » Fri Sep 23, 2016 7:47 pm

Very interesting story and very nicely written. Like bondagefreak, I love the use of sleeping bags and leather gloves for hand gagging.
I've always been very turned onto the idea of getting tricked into being tied up. It's something I fantasize about, but I'm sure the reality of something like this really happening would be pretty scary once you realize you won't be let free.
I also hope to read more of your writing in the future as well.
Once I have you tied up in both my overfilled blue and red sleeping bags, You're not going anywhere! Hope you enjoy feeling the soft nylon tightly hugging your skin as the heat will soon become unbearable!

### Re: "Tricked into Bondage" story/fantasy (M/M)

Post by Sniffmyfeet » Fri Sep 23, 2016 9:00 pm

This is exactly the reason why my parents taught me never to go hitching. But the story is fun to read!
I agree with what Puffalover and Bondagefreak have said above: as a fantasy, it sounds like great fun, but in reality it would be really scary. The point of bondage is that you hand over your power and your freedom to the person that ties you up, with prediscussed limits and a safeword. With a kidnapper, that's not the case!
I like how your main character immediately notices there's something strange: the gloves that the guy is wearing, while he's sure his hands were bare before.
bondage /'bɒndɪdʒ/ noun & verb. ME.
A The condition of being bound or tied; fig. subjection to authority, constraining force, or obligation. LME.
‣b spec. Sadomasochism involving binding, handcuffing, etc. M20.
(SOED, 6th ed.)

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Post by Tiedupsub » Sat Sep 24, 2016 1:46 am

Really great story! I loved the different uses of tie up equipment. Keep up the good work.

### Re: "Tricked into Bondage" story/fantasy (M/M)

Post by Kidnapable82 » Mon Sep 26, 2016 1:49 am

Thank you all for the great comments.
This site is for fun. It is not a Spelling Bee. If you get off pointing out the smallest errors, we are not compatible for any type of fun.
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### Re: "Tricked into Bondage" story/fantasy (M/M)

Post by Lake Lover » Mon Sep 26, 2016 9:40 am

I really feel for the poor, naive boy. Once the cuffs were locked around his wrists he didn't have a chance. When his clothes were cut to shreds and the rest of the straps and chains and gag and blindfold were attached, and he was encased in the sleeping bag... that conveyed a feeling of finality to the poor boy's situation. Well written. Horrible scene.
Hitchiking can be dangerous for the driver as well as the hiker. A cousin of mine named Alan picked up a hiker on a long lonely road once and after driving a way he became aware that the guy was slowly raising his pant leg. He noticed a glimpse of a sheathed hunting knife taped to his leg. The rider's hand opened and started to go for the knife.
My cousin immediately slammed on the brakes, throwing the guy forward into the dash. Cousin turned on his seat, raising his legs and began kicking with both feet over and over into the hitchhiker who was then anxious to get out of the truck. Alan did not stop kicking at him in the arms, rib cage, shoulder and head---whatever area presented itself, until the guy finally managed to tumble out. Alan drove away and left hi'm rolling by the side of the road. The knife was on the floor of the truck! He never picked up a hiker again.

### Re: "Tricked into Bondage" story/fantasy (M/M)

Post by bondagefreak » Thu Oct 20, 2016 10:35 pm

> Lake Lover wrote:I really feel for the poor, naive boy. Once the cuffs were locked around his wrists he didn't have a chance. When his clothes were cut to shreds and the rest of the straps and chains and gag and blindfold were attached, and he was encased in the sleeping bag... that conveyed a feeling of finality to the poor boy's situation. Well written. Horrible scene.
> Hitchiking can be dangerous for the driver as well as the hiker. A cousin of mine named Alan picked up a hiker on a long lonely road once and after driving a way he became aware that the guy was slowly raising his pant leg. He noticed a glimpse of a sheathed hunting knife taped to his leg. The rider's hand opened and started to go for the knife.
> My cousin immediately slammed on the brakes, throwing the guy forward into the dash. Cousin turned on his seat, raising his legs and began kicking with both feet over and over into the hitchhiker who was then anxious to get out of the truck. Alan did not stop kicking at him in the arms, rib cage, shoulder and head---whatever area presented itself, until the guy finally managed to tumble out. Alan drove away and left hi'm rolling by the side of the road. The knife was on the floor of the truck! He never picked up a hiker again.

This is a dangerous world we live in.
@kidnapable82
Hopefully we'll be able to enjoy more of your writing in the near future. This site needs more authors

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Post by mikeybound » Fri Oct 21, 2016 6:39 am

Great story! I'm surprised nobody saw into the van. Did it have tinted windows?

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Post by Nicktie » Fri Oct 28, 2016 9:31 pm

Awesome story! I love the aspect of the "permanent bondage boy" scenario and the kidnapping...i like your story writing...keep writing please!

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Post by fratboydanny » Sun Nov 06, 2016 5:38 am

Terrific story. thanks, kidnapable82, for sharing your writing talents. Please write more!

### Re: "Tricked into Bondage" story/fantasy (M/M)

Post by jak2002003 » Fri Jan 13, 2017 11:47 am

That poor boy. Being tricked by that evil pervert into getting handcuffed... then he was at the mans mercy. He must have felt so scared being chained up, gagged so tightly and then strapped up in the sleeping bad in the back of the van.
I image he must have been struggling a lot and getting sweaty in the bag. helpless.. yelling for help through the tight gag. There probable were people right outside the van sometimes when they stopped for gas or at lights.. and the kidnapped boy could hear them and he would have yelled for help through the tight and now wet gag in desperation to get rescued.. only for them not to hear his muffled cries from his gag and the van engine noise... then driving off.
Perhaps some one even glanced into the back window of the van as they though they heard faint noise or banging.. but could only see an old sack of bag of junk in the dark interior through the dinted dirty van windows.
Now I imagine his parents and cops searching for him. Maybe his is tied to a chair in that perverts basement, stripped down to his tight shiny silk boxer shorts.. gagged with cloth and tape.... watching the TV news reports about his disappearance.. his parents faces pleading for information... the boy crying and moaning into his gag.. as his kidnapper laughs behind him and covers his gagged mouth with his leather gloved hand.