My Planned Abduction and Week-Long Captivity [m/m]

Stories that have little truth to them should go here.
MegaX1231
Forum Contributer
Forum Contributer
Posts: 7
Joined: 6 years ago

My Planned Abduction and Week-Long Captivity [m/m]

Post by MegaX1231 »

Chapter 1: The Arrest

I got dressed that morning after receiving a text from Liam saying that he was on his way and that he was looking forward to our “week of play”. He was driving all the way from his house in North Carolina to my house in the middle of nowhere South Carolina to pick me up and take me back to his place and we were finally going to fulfill our fantasies of bondage.

We had been talking for about a month at that point, and we had only met in person maybe three or four times. We both lived three hours away from each other, so getting together was hard, but Liam was cute enough that I knew it was worth it. We were perfect for each other, really. He was tall, more dominant, more confident, while still being really tender and compassionate and in touch with his feminine side both physically and emotionally.

We figured that we were comfortable enough with each other at this point to actually bring bondage into our relationship, and I knew exactly what I wanted to be done to me as a sub.

Ever since I was young, I have always been fascinated by the idea of being handcuffed and restrained and gagged. I used to watch shows like COPS and I always felt an unusual tingling sensation in my body whenever I saw a criminal get handcuffed. It’s ironic because one of my biggest fears is actually getting arrested, but I do admittedly like the “getting restrained and transported” aspect of it.

Last night, I sent Liam a checklist of our scenario and how it would play out. They were more guidelines than instructions, but I let Liam decide what he wanted to do and what he wanted to add. So there would still be some element of surprise. Once he got here, it would immediately begin. So I needed to make sure I had everything packed and ready to go.


Two hours passed, and I had everything ready and I made sure to look as cute as I could for someone as cute as Liam. I was a scrawny “twinky” looking guy. I had short brown hair and brown metal glasses, and I had no masculine traits whatsoever. I often got mistaken for a girl growing up because of my voice and mannerisms.
All ready to go, I decided to kill some time in my bedroom scrolling through Reddit on my computer. Thirty minutes later, I hear a knock on my door. I knew who it was and already left the door unlocked for him. I heard him open the door and walk towards my closed bedroom door.

He burst through my door unannounced and without knocking.
“Hey,” I said softly, a sly grin underneath my cheek.
God, he was cute and dapper-looking. Liam was essentially a I.T nerd, and looked as such. He was about 5’9, had short, wavy brown hair, brown metal rectangular glasses, and he was wearing a brown T-shirt and a leather jacket that I had never seen him wear before. He didn’t look the type to wear leather jackets, but it definitely suited him.
He worked as a software engineer at some tech company, and he was much more established in his career than I was. I had week off work, so this was absolutely perfect timing as Liam had vacation time as well.
Liam finally said, “Well, are you ready?”
“Yeah, whenever you are,” I said.
“All right, well, get up.” I obeyed.
“Hands behind your back,” he immediately ordered as he turned me around and grabbed my hands. I started resisting and trying to break away, but he quickly overpowered me and wrestled me to the ground as he brought my hands behind my back once again while calmly shushing me.
“It’s going to be okay,” he said, stroking my hair. “You’re safe now, and I’m going to take good care of you this week.”
I heard him reach into his coat pocket and heard a metallic clinging noise that immediately told me that he had handcuffs. He brandished the pair of hinged handcuffs, took my left hand and cuffed it, then quickly clicked the other cuff over my right hand — firmly locking my helpless hands behind my back. I remained still on the ground, utterly helpless.
Liam pulled me off the ground, then cupped my downtrodden face in his soft hand and looked in my eyes with the softest expression.
“How do they feel? They aren’t too tight, are they?”
I felt vulnerable, but the cuffs weren’t too tight, but they were tight enough to know that I was a prisoner and I knew that I wasn’t going anywhere. The cuffs were hinged as well, which made it even more difficult to move or stretch my arms. In fact, I couldn’t stretch my arms at all.
“No, they feel fine.”
“Good,” Liam said. “Because you’re mine now and I’ve got to keep you restrained for your own protection. He ruffled my hair, and pushed my glasses up my nose. They must have slipped during the struggle, even though the earpieces are wrapped right behind my ears and don’t normally slip at all.

Liam escorted me outside to his car, which had tainted windows, which made both of us feel more at ease about being handcuffed in the back of his car for the two-hour drive. Luckily, I lived in a secluded area, so there weren’t any cars that passed by my yard or any neighbors to see this going on.
He opened the backseat door and pushed me inside gently.
“All right, so I’m going to have to put these on,” he said as he brandished a pair of leg irons. He clicked them on my feet, then pulled me out of the car so that he could attach them to my hand cuffs with a padlock.
“Is that all?”
“I wish, but I need to keep you as secure as possible.”
He brandished a short thread of chain and brought it around my upperwaist, then padlocked it. Then he took another padlock and a 3-inch thread of chain, wrapped it around the hinge of my handcuffs, and then padlocked it to my waist chain so that my already helpless hands were made even more immobile. My cuffed hands were now locked against my upper waist. I couldn’t move or stretch my limbs in the slightest now, and that was already borderline impossible before. This was certainly overkill, but not to Liam.
He then brought out a roll of duct tape. I thought at first he was going to use it to gag me, but he had other ideas. He opened the roll and proceeded to wrap my forearms in layers of the tape. All the way to my elbows. After that, I couldn’t move my arms in the slightest.
“Now, for the cherry on top.” Liam reached into his bag and pulled out a thick leather panel gag.
I nodded as a tear shed down my face. I felt so humiliated as he wrapped the muzzle around my face. The heavily padded, thick leather contraption molded my lower face and jaw tightly, and the straps secured snugly around my head. I couldn't make a single sound. I didn’t know why, but I felt a little calmer.
“That should keep you quiet for the trip. We can’t have you trying to scream for help while we’re on the interstate.” Liam ruffles me hair as he pushes me all the way into the vehicle and buckles me in tight. He then brandishes a black silk scarf and wraps it around my gagged face and pulls it up my nose after he ties it around my neck. This did nothing but add a cosmetic effect to my bondage.
“Well, now that you’re all nice and comfy, I’m going to go back inside and get your stuff and use the bathroom before we head out. Sit tight and don’t go anywhere,” he joked. I rolled my eyes in response, but I deep down knew that it was charming. He was charming.
While he was gone, I tested my bondage and god, it was so tight! I could barely move an inch thanks to the duct tape and the seatbelt essentially locking me in place. Even if I could break out of these accursed handcuffs, I would never be able to break out of these duct tape or this seatbelt. Right now, though, all I could think about was not breaking out and getting away, but breaking out so that I could relieve the erection that was desperately raging inside my pants.

Liam came back about ten minutes later. It surely didn’t take him this long to retrieve my belongings for the trip, but I think he just wanted me to be alone and helpless in the back of his car for a bit longer before we hit the road.
He opened the back door and placed all of my bags against my frame at the edge of my seat. He didn’t even acknowledge me as he slammed the door and got inside the driver’s seat and took off into the daylight.
User avatar
Xtc
Site Admin
Site Admin
Posts: 3455
Joined: 6 years ago
Location: Not deep enough into the Forest

Post by Xtc »

You're writing well but please may I suggest that you meant (M/M) in the gender tag?
They all say boxer shorts are cool,
but little Speedos always rule.
harveygasson
Millennial Club
Millennial Club
Posts: 1371
Joined: 6 years ago

Post by harveygasson »

Good story so far, I'm interested to see what activities these two get up to over their weekend of bondage fun
User avatar
jackroper
Forum Contributer
Forum Contributer
Posts: 80
Joined: 6 years ago
Location: Hawaii

Post by jackroper »

Liam sounds like the perfect top, gentle but firm and truly dominant. Hope the week goes well for both of you. Great writing style!
User avatar
JDT544
Forum Contributer
Forum Contributer
Posts: 31
Joined: 3 years ago
Location: India

Post by JDT544 »

This seems like it could be an amazing story. I'm rafee waiting for the next chapter ahhh.
User avatar
squirrel
Centennial Club
Centennial Club
Posts: 891
Joined: 6 years ago

Post by squirrel »

Great beginning, Liam seems to be perfect as the kidnapper :)
FOR A LIST OF ALL MY WRITTEN WORKS, CLICK HERE: SQUIRREL'S STORIES

Image
Post Reply Previous topicNext topic