Kidnapped Again!

I was really feeling sorry for myself. Mistress and I had hit a rough patch. I know I had gotten a little clingy and we were together 24/7. A new experience for both of us. Mistress was asked to give a lecture series on the west coast and said she thought it best if she went alone. She would be gone a month. Nothing more was said but we both knew it would be a trial separation. A chance to recharge or perhaps part ways.

I was a mess. I didn’t dress but rather spent most of the day in boxers and a T shirt watching TV. We talked occasionally but the conversations were stilted and a bit robotic. I started to wonder what it would be like to start over. I selfishly missed our intense fetish play. Where would I turn? I couldn’t imagine life without it.

I commiserated with Betty, our neighbor and sometime play partner. I thought about asking her to tie me up but she was leaving to visit her boyfriend Frank.

I sat watching yet another ballgame when the doorbell rang. I wasn’t expecting any one and thought it might be a book I had ordered to pass the time. Instead it was Jane, my friend and original kidnapper. She had a fantasy kidnapping business and had been quite successful. She was accompanied by Penny, her significant other. Penny had hired Jane to kidnap her and Jane had persuaded me to help her. Those events had landed Jane and me in hot water with Mistress but that was long ago. The two of them had become an item and Penny had joined the business.

Jane is an unrepentantly fun bad girl and pretty much stayed in Mistress’ doghouse for one reason or another.

“Look at you. This is pathetic.”

“I know, I know. What’s the point of getting dressed all by myself.”

“I’ll tell you the point. Someone thought you needed cheering up so we’re here to kidnap you.”

“And who would that be? Did Mistress send you?”

“You know I never reveal my client’s identities. Now get your sorry ass cleaned up and dressed. Our client has requested a secretarial outfit and your Darla Crane hair. We’ll help ourselves to a glass of wine and your Winstons.”

Jane never seemed to have her own cigarettes and forever was bumming from me. She poured a glass of wine for she and Penny, lit a cigarette and sat down to wait.

I was sure Mistress had arranged this. At least I could get tied up if nothing else. I was a little worried what Jane might do. Mistress had taken my cage off since she would be gone so long.

I quickly showered, shaved closely and put on my makeup. I dressed in a charcoal skirt and French blue top over a tight waist cincher. My waist was further gathered by a wide black leather belt. I had on black semi opaque seamed stockings over my shaved legs. They were held up by a garter belt. Black pumps with a 4 inch heel were on my feet. I fastened dangly earrings in my pierced ears then pinned my long red Darla Crane wig in place on a wig cap. I had to admit I was getting excited. It felt good to get dressed and made up. I checked my look in the full length mirror and lit a Winston. I always enjoyed the lipstick on the filter. I sashayed back into the living room, feeling better by the minute.

“Finally! We don’t have all day you know. Let’s get you tied up. You are being kidnapped after all. Hands behind you Missy and don’t give us any trouble.”

Jane and Penny had stepped into their roles. Penny brandished one of her fake silver pistols.

“Please don’t hurt me. I’ll do what you say.”

“You sure will if you know what’s good for you.”

I put my hands behind me palm to palm and Jane expertly tied them. She pinned my arms to my sides with a chest harness.

“Open wide. Don’t want you screaming.”

She buckled a 2 inch ball gag in place and fitted a leather blindfold with a nose cutout over my eyes. No way you could get it off with your hands tied.

She and Penny each took an elbow and walked me out the door. Luckily the house sits back from the road so no one was likely to see. I heard a hatch open and I was instructed to sit. One of them tied my ankles and the other tied my legs above the knees. They had me wriggle up into the back of their SUV and shut the rear gate then got in the car themselves.

“Penny, put a blanket over our guest. We don’t want to get pulled over. As for you back there. Relax and enjoy the ride.”

She laughed as she said it. A real kidnap victim certainly would not. As for me, I was loving being tied up and transported. It had been too long and I planned to enjoy every minute of the playtime Mistress had arranged.

We made several turns before I heard the tires move onto gravel. I suspected we had come to the cabin Jane used for her fantasy lair. We stopped and the hatch opened. Jane and Penny pulled me by my feet outside the car. They untied my ankles but not my knees then each grabbed and elbow to balance me and walked me to the door. I was forced to take tiny steps with my knees still tied. I was led inside and told to sit. My ankles were tied again.

“Well we’ve done our part. We’ll take off now. Your new owner should be along any minute. I really should tie you to the chair but tied the way you are and blindfolded I don’t think you’ll be tempted to try and escape. Bye toots. And don’t even think about trying to find the knots. I’m far too good for that.”

With a laugh, they left. Wait, my new owner. What the hell. I had thought Mistress had arranged this but now I wasn’t so sure. I sat there for what was probably 30 minutes wondering what was going on. Finally the door opened and someone walked in. A whiff of perfume told me it was a woman but it wasn’t what Mistress used.

She didn’t say a word but I heard the click of her heels as she circled the chair where I sat. I heard the click of a lighter and smelled smoke.

“I guess you’re wondering who I am and why you’re here. You do know me and you might guess who I am but you won’t really know for sure. I’m going to take the gag out but don’t say a word till I tell you to.”

She unbuckled the gag and took it out of my mouth.

“First of all I know you and Mistress are on the outs, at least temporarily. Word does get around. Particularly since you’re both pretty well known in certain circles. Second, I have had a thing for you for a while. Neither of us knows how all this works out so I’m offering a no strings attached day of fun. I’ll leave the blindfold on so you can say truthfully you have no idea who it was who kidnapped you. And really, no one will ever know unless you tell them. Jane will never tell. She’s fanatic about protecting her clients. If you don’t want to do this tell me now. I’ll put the gag back in and you can stay tied up as long as you like. Jane and Penny will come back and get you and take you home after however long you say. If you say yes, you’re mine for as long as I want. No changing your mind. Take your time and think about it.”

She put a cigarette in my mouth and lit it.

“I’ll wait for your answer when you finish your cigarette.”

I took a drag and exhaled around the dangling cigarette as I thought about my situation. The whole thing was really sexy and kinky. I knew I should tell her to put the gag back in and tell Jane and Penny to pick me up in a couple of hours but the scene she had created had me thinking with my clit.

“Time’s up. What’s it going to be?”

“I’m yours for the day but put the gag back in before I change my mind.”

“Don’t worry. I was going to anyway. Open up!”

She gagged me tightly.

“Let’s get you a bit more helpless.”

She untied the chest harness and lifted my still bound wrists over the back of the chair then redid the harness, threading the ropes through the chair rungs. She passed rope between my wrists and took it under the chair before attaching it to my ankles.

“You’re well and truly fucked now. Figuratively of course. Literally if you’re lucky and I’m thinking this could be your lucky day. You relax. I’m going to get undressed. Bet you’d like to watch but no luck on that one.”

I heard my captor humming as she disrobed. She pulled my skirt up and panties down, freeing my excited clit.

“Mmmmm, nice. But I’m in no hurry. You see I know how long you can stay tied up and I love the fact that you’re completely at my mercy. I think I’ll have a cigarette and enjoy the show. Don’t you dare go soft on me.”

Little chance of that. I was fully engaged now with no thought of what might happen later. I know, I’m a slut. I admit it.

I waited while she smoked her cigarette. I heard her get up and walk toward me.

“In case you’re wondering, I left my heels on. You’re not the only shoe slut in the world. Everything else is in a pile on the bed. By the way, I’m told I have a really nice body. You’ll just have to use your imagination.”

By this time I was nearly mad with desire for this mystery woman. She gripped my erect clit and flicked the tip with her tongue before taking me in her mouth and giving me a slow teasing blow job. Time and again she brought me to the edge before pausing as I pleaded through the gag.

“Aren’t we eager. I guess you’ve suffered enough. At least for now. I’m going to take your gag out but not a word or you’ll regret it. You’ll understand why I’m taking it out shortly.”

She plunged her mouth onto my clit, taking every bit of it. I exploded into her mouth and she greedily took every drop of my cum. I felt her sit straddling my bound legs and take my face in her hands and I knew what was coming. She kissed me and pushed it into my waiting mouth then pulled back.

“That’s it baby. Swallow it all. Good practice if you ever take a real cock. Men love it when women swallow their load. I’ll leave the gag out for now and get you some water and one of your Winstons. I’ll bet you could use both right now.”

I could. The idea of smoking tied up and blindfolded seemed so sexy and naughty. I took the water and enjoyed the smoke. She then pressed the gag against my lips to ensure my silence.

“Your lipstick is all smeared. You can’t see it but I’ll fix it for you.”

She dabbed, then repainted my lips over the gag. Another thing I found extremely erotic.