The account of a young man who just meant to kidnap one guy and then it turned into a whole big thing and he's still not quite sure how that happened
Chapter 1: Class Dismissed
For a plan about a year in the making, Wyatt was still very nervous about putting it into execution. After all, outside of online forums and roleplays, he had never been the most confident person in the world. Which just made it all the more unbelievable that Wyatt was plotting to kidnap his professor.
David Holtzmann was Wyatt's favorite teacher of all time - and by a stroke of luck, Wyatt had had one of his classes almost every year of his college career - including the classes he'd take at the college back in high school. Dave was a handsome man - broad-shouldered and strong, and incredibly intelligent. There was just something so sexy to Wyatt about a huge guy built like a linebacker crammed into a tight suit and horn-rimmed glasses, musing on the symbolism in Shakespeare. Dave was really the first person to pay attention to Wyatt, to treat him like an adult or an equal, and Wyatt loved him for it.
Being a lanky 22-year-old with a mop of floppy brown hair and a marked lack of confidence when talking to people in person, Wyatt never really had anyone to talk with or explore his burgeoning excitement towards bondage with. Perhaps it was his helplessness in social situations that made him so enamored with making those stronger than him physically helpless. But slowly, he had grown. He had explored over pictures and online videos and chats with more experienced people willing to talk with him and fellow kinksters willing to roleplay. And kind people like Professor Dave, who always treated him with kindness. Wyatt attributed it to a quote Dave had told him when Wyatt had confessed to being painfully shy:
"Be great in act, as you have been in thought." Dave had told him, with a kind smile. Wyatt had taken that to heart.
And such thoughts had he had about his professor - thoughts of his squirming form, muscles bulging, limbs pinioned by an overwhelming amount of rope, his lips struggling to form words through a massive gag. And his body responding to Wyatt's touch, his strokes, his mouth -
And then the world had come crashing down around Wyatt's ears. Because Professor Holtzmann had announced his retirement, and his intention to backpack across the world. It had come as quite a shock. He couldn't lose Dave - Dave was the only reason he could come out of his shell!
So the planning had begun.
Wyatt may not have been confident, but what he did have going for him was determination and a curious streak of luck. Despite having been poor most of his life, and raised by his grandfather - things had gone well for him. He had received a massive inheritance from an uncle he had never heard of before - hundreds of millions of dollars now in Wyatt's name. His grandfather had taught him well, however, and Wyatt did not spend frivolously. When his grandfather passed on Wyatt's eighteenth birthday, Wyatt secured himself a house and college tuition. A nice house in a secluded area, with a hidden underground cellar complex - rather like a dungeon (although the realtor had nervously but insistently referred to it as a "compartmented storage area").
So when Wyatt came to the realization that he would not be letting Professor Dave out of his life, he set to work. All while studying for tests, completing assignments, and trying but failing to set up meetings with his online friends in real life - he had the dungeon-like cellar complex renovated into an actual dungeon, with reinforced cells furnished with surprisingly comfortable beds - with restraints built into them. The cellar was filled with state-of the art bondage equipment and apparatuses: spanking benches, St. Andrews' crosses, tickle chairs - the whole nine yards.
And instead of trying to make an effort socially, as Dave had suggested, Wyatt instead focused his energies on tailing his professor and learning every detail of the hunky man's movements. Where he went, who he met, and what he liked to do. Wyatt ended up with a nice dossier full of tidbits like Dave's favored bar and coffee shop, the information that he had no relatives in the city of Larkshead and only a couple of friends he visited with any kind of regularity. And, with a hacking device purchased online for a surprisingly tiny cost, Wyatt gained access to Dave's personal computer and all his messages, learning that he was leaving everything behind for his backpacking excursion, and apart from a going-away party the night before his departure, his friends were not to wish him goodbye or even see him to the airport.
Providing Wyatt with a perfect moment to take his professor - the night of his going-away party, as he made his way home. Although by then, Wyatt would be a graduate and Dave would no longer be a professor. Still, in any event, as the night in question drew closer, Wyatt, surprisingly, grew more confident. And finally, it came time to strike!
