Kidnapped Again! Ch. 02

I was no closer to figuring out who my mystery kidnapper had been. Mistress was still on the west coast and our future remained uncertain. It made me think more and more about my experiences at the hands of my mysterious woman. Frankly I wanted more. It had been refreshing to play again and to realize that there might be others out there besides Mistress who saw the world in the same way as I did. Of course I know there are but finding those needles in the haystack is so rare. She had been exciting, fresh and unpredictable.

I was relaxing when the phone rang. Jane popped up on the caller ID.

“Darla, how are you? Recovered yet from your kidnapping?”

“I have to admit it was exciting Jane. I don’t suppose you’ll tell me who it was and needless to say the fact that it happened at all needs to stay between us.”

“Of course dear. We never ever reveal our client’s identities so I won’t tell you who it was or anyone else that it happened. Discretion is absolute in our business. I do have a proposition for you if you’re interested.”

“I might be. I’m not busy right now as you know. I’m still not sure how things will work out with Mistress. She extended her stay on the coast.”

“I heard that she had. Apparently so did someone else. Our friend would like us to kidnap you again. Obviously we couldn’t fool you like the last time so you’ll have to say yes or no fully knowing the situation.”

“I have to admit I’m intrigued and still a bit at loose ends. I’ll do it.”

“Excellent! Shall we say tomorrow, late morning. She does have some rather specific requests regarding dress. I’ll email you what she wants. See you soon. And Darla, I don’t think you’ll regret it. She’s quite something. Her mind is exquisitely wicked.”

Wow! Now I was really excited. I packed away any guilt I might have felt. The longer Mistress stayed away, the less likely it seemed that our relationship would continue.

The tablet dinged with an email. Oh my! Now I was really turned on. I tossed and turned that night before finally falling asleep.

I had a light breakfast and started getting ready. I was to douche myself thoroughly as a start. No problem as I enjoyed the feeling of being clean inside and out. I assumed another pegging would be on the agenda which I absolutely love. That done I started getting dressed.

I was to wear a black skin tight catsuit replete with zippers in the crotch and over the breasts. I had a special bra that allowed the DD breast forms to clip in place. They could be easily removed, giving access to my real nipples. That thought was thrilling also. My legs would be covered with thigh high pvc boots laced tightly. 4 inch heels of course. My waist was gathered by an under bust corset, also tightly laced. I was told a skirt was optional but if I wore one it would likely come off. I decided to wear a short black latex one at least for the trip to and from. I buckled a leather collar tightly around my neck.

All this done I started on my makeup. My kidnapper had requested smoky dramatic eyes with heavy liner above and below along with my fuck me red lip gloss. I glued my longest false eyelashes in place. Gold hoop earrings went into my pierced ears. She had specified my long blond wig gathered into a pony tail with a black scrunchy.

As a final step I glued on my longest deep red nails. I stood in front of the full length mirror and checked my appearance to be sure all was perfect. 6 feet 7 inches in heels with a feminine figure after wearing corsets for such a long time. My uncaged clit strained against the fabric. I lit a Winston to calm my nerves and finished it just as the doorbell rang.

“Well, well. Don’t you look good enough to eat. Turn around. Let’s see the back.”

I twirled for Jane.

“Just one little thing. There’s a bit of space in back. Let me tighten that corset for you.”

She undid the knot and pulled until the edges of my corset touched in back.

“There. That’s perfect. Would you be a dear and do me a favor. Penny is busy with another project we have in the works and I really need to answer some emails. Business is booming. You should be proud of your part in it with your blogs and the videos you and Betty made for us. Anyway, the favor. Would you mind driving over to the cabin so I can take care of a few things on the way?”

“Really? You want me to drive myself to my own kidnapping?”

“Well, yes. Please!! You can pretend I’ve carjacked you and have a gun.”

I adjusted the seat in Jane’s SUV and off we went. 4 inch spike heels aren’t the best for driving but I had some practice. I lit a Winston and lowered the window a bit. Jane stole one, of course, and pecked away at her phone until I pulled into the cabin she used as her kidnapping lair.

“Thanks Darla. You’re a sweetheart. Let’s get inside and get you tied up.”

Music to my ears. We walked into the now familiar cabin and I sat on the sofa after taking off my skirt.

“Ok baby, hands behind.”

Jane positioned my hands palm to palm and made several loops to make it comfortable for prolonged bondage. I felt her thread the doubled rope between my wrists and cinch it with the knot on top. Well out of reach. For anyone who loves bondage that is the moment you relish. Your feet can be tied, your knees, your chest but when your hands are well tied you are truly helpless. It’s the moment you truly surrender control to the person binding you. Jane tied my ankles in the same way. She tucked the loose ends so it looked neat as well as secure.

“That’s all I’m going to do. Our friend wants to finish the job. Open wide for your gag.”

She buckled a 2 inch red ball gag in place and fitted the blindfold with the nose cutout over my eyes.

“Have fun sweetie. Penny and I will be back when she finishes with you.”

I heard her heels click to the door and I was alone. I moved my wrists and ankles but knew the rope would be unyielding. I settled back to wait, enjoying my helplessness. Time is hard to gauge when you’re tied, gagged and most of all blindfolded. I thought she would make me wait and she did. I guessed it was likely 30 minutes or so until the door opened and a fresh set of heels clicked toward me.

“There you are, waiting so patiently. As if you had a choice. Jane is quite good with the ropes. I’ll have a cigarette and relax a bit. If you’re good, maybe I’ll let you have one later.”

I heard the click of her lighter and smelled her cigarette. I really did want one desperately about then. She took her time but I heard her moving around the room.

“Let’s get you a little more helpless, shall we?”

She tied my legs above the knee and pinned my arms to my chest with rope above and below my breasts, cinched tightly on either side.

“The classic damsel in distress tie. I just love it. I should probably do something different but the way those DD’s stick out really gets me going and I do believe I see a bulge that says you do too. I know you’re eager to get started with all the fun activities I’ve got planned but I want to talk to you for a minute first.”

She took my gag out and put a lit Winston between my lips after giving me a sip of water.

“Just like last time. If you want to back out, tell me now and I’ll call Jane to pick you up whenever you like. I think if you wanted to back out you’d have already done it. I just want to hear you say it and I love watching you talk around your cigarette. I know it’s bad for you and all that.”

I took a deep drag and exhaled as I talked.

“I want to stay.”

“Oh goody! We’ll have such fun!”

She took the cigarette from my lips and stubbed it out. I felt the gag pushing against my lips and opened them to take it.

“Let’s get started then. You’ll love this, I just know it. I need to get you to the chair. I’ll help you hop over. First I need to get you unzipped. It’s a bit tight but I think I can manage.”

She managed to get her hand between my thighs and unzip me completely. My clit sprang to attention as she brushed, then grabbed it and used it to guide me to the chair.

“Now sit down easy. Let me guide you.”

She separated my cheeks and I felt the tip of a lubricated cock at my rosebud.

“That’s it. All the way in. I know it’s big, but you can do it.”

I settled onto the chair, the cock fully impaling me. When I was situated she brought more rope over my thighs and under the chair then tied my harness to the back of the chair, trapping me on it.

“That’s got to feel really good if you like pegging. It’s big enough to press on your prostate. I hear that’s really a great sensation. As they say on TV, ‘But wait, there’s more.'”

“I don’t know if you’ve ever tried this. I hear it’s quite a sensation. It’s a penis plug. I’m going to slide it in gradually. The great thing about this one is that it has a narrow channel and if I decide to I can uncap it so you can cum.”

She gripped my clit and started sliding a lubricated plug into it. I had never tried this and it was a pleasant feeling of fullness. I thought it had to be similar to what genetic women described when their pussy is filled with an engorged cock.

“You should see this. I love it. I’m going to turn on the plug. Yes, it vibrates.”

I jumped, as much as I could, when she did. The felt her attach something to my plugged clit. It started vibrating also.

“Don’t worry about trying to delay it. You don’t have a chance. I’m taking the top off of the plug so you can cum through it. I want to see how high you can spurt. I am videoing and maybe I’ll send it to you later.”

It’s hard to describe the sensation. Every hole filled, everything vibrating. I screamed into the gag as I erupted through the plug, again and again.

“Oh baby, that is so cool. It had to be a foot. I managed to catch a little bit. I’ll take your gag out so you can have it.”

I licked her fingers clean and she gave me some water and a cigarette.

“I know how intense that had to be for you and you’d probably like me to untie you about now. Sorry, you’ll just have to wait. As nice as that was for you, it didn’t get me off.”

She let me finish my cigarette and slid the plug out. She untied the ropes holding me to the chair and steadied me as I stood. She hopped me to the bedroom and had me sit on the edge of the bed. She took the gag out and replaced it with a penis gag that felt really heavy. She pushed me back onto my bound arms.