## A fresh start

Post by putasockinit2 » Sat Jul 11, 2015 9:46 am

It was a warm spring day as I waited outside her apartment. She was definitely inside as I had noticed her lights switch on and off in the last hour. As I climbed the staircase, it occurred to me just what I was prepared to do to have her as my own. In my hand was a bag, full of supplies as I aimed to kidnap my little sweetheart and have her all to myself. We had talked numerous times about being together, but the college gossip mill and the fact we were both relatively well known in our small town meant it just wasn’t possible before now. I was taking a huge risk; I mean she could rebel to this whole idea, escape and leave me with a long prison sentence. However in my mind the gains far outweighed the risks. I took a look around before I knocked on the door, eagerly awaiting the light to switch on again.
But as it didn’t, I began to get nervous. I waited tentatively for a few more moments before I grabbed the spare key from underneath the plant pot at the front of her porch and silently let myself in. Everything was in pitch black apart from a room at the far end of the one floor apartment. It was spacious, well looked after and looked very well off, which understandable considering the reasonably rich area which she was living in.
I was now hidden behind the door way as I watched her in the far corner of the room, led on her bed as she read quietly. The shape of the door meant she couldn’t see me from her current position which made it even better at me as I silently looked at her fabulous body. It appeared she wore a red bikini as her bed clothes, showing off a great deal of her busty cleavage and toned body. Her long brunette hair hanging loose as she rested her head on the pillow. After five minutes of being oblivious to my watching, she soon grew restless from her reading and turned off the light. I listened as the sound of sheets moving and the mattress creaking to her changing position sounded before all was quiet and I decided now would be the perfect time to capture her.
As I approached slowly across her room till I was by her face, it occurred to me just how much of a deep sleeper she appeared to be. She hadn’t the slightest clue I was there as she lightly snored in her slumber. I peeled back the covers tentatively, to which she moved slightly but still didn’t wake up. It was moments before I began looping the first length of rope around her wrists in front of her. As they were cinched tightly, she began to stir. I didn’t have the time nor did it feel convenient to explain now, so I immediately grabbed one of her scarves hanging down from her over-packed wardrobe and quickly slotted it between her teeth, tying it tightly behind her head.
“Mpph? Whamff are youff doingff?” she asked clearly a bit scared and confused as I added a black sack over her head before securing her wrists to the top of her headboard. After pulling a sack over her head I had turned the light in her room on, enabling me to see much clearer as I secured her to the bed. Her ankles were the next thing to be tied as they were secured to each corner of the bed. As she struggled in her confused state, she didn’t seem very distressed at present. I began to wonder why this was as I secured a crotch rope to her, beginning to think she may have figured out just who I was.
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