Abducted in the Night


Ronald carelessly threw his key chain onto the side table, slipped out of his
shoes and walked into the kitchen, the soft tapping of his sock-covered feet
being the only sound in his dark apartment. The guy could use a glass of water
or two before bed, he had been out in the club, dancing and drinking all
night. his throat was dry and his shirt was clinging to his sweaty skin. After
gulping down the water he looked at the clock: 3:41 AM. A good time to go to
sleep.

The blonde walked over into his bedroom and just dropped on his mattress, face
down. He didn't even bother to reach for the blanket or change his clothes -
he was simply too tired to care. Closing his eyes he waited for the sweet
embrace of sleep. But it didn't come. he was drifting off to the point of
almost falling asleep occasionally, but that was as close as he would get to
rest before feeling wide awake again. Just a he thought she would finally be
able to slip into dreamland he felt a sudden weight on his back. He would have
screamed in surprise, but the impact cut his breath short. In the brief moment
his mouth was open a piece of cloth was pushed into it. Instinctively he tried
to pull it out, but somebody grabbed his arms and forced them behind his back,
wrapping rope around his wrists.

Only then the guy realized what was happening. He tried to kick his attacker,
who was still sitting on him as he secured the gag with another piece of cloth
between his teeth. He - or she, Ronald couldn't tell from his position -
knotted it tightly, pulling the corners of his mouth painfully far back and
catching his blond hair under the newly applied cleave gag.

"Hrrrmph!" Ronald grunted as his ankles were tied together. His heart was
racing. Who was this person? What was he or she going to do to him? He wiggled
on the bed, hoping to find a weakness in his bonds. But the ropes were too
tight, and the knots were out of his fingers' reach.

His attacker wrapped another piece of cloth around his head, covering his
eyes. "NNNNNMMMMGH!" Ronald screamed into the gag as his vision was taken from
him. He desperately struggled against the ropes. Why was this happening?

"Stay still now" a female voice demanded. He shivered as he felt the warm
breath against his neck, but he didn't dare to disobey. He lay on her bed
motionlessly, whimpering into his gag. The woman continued to tie him up,
rendering him more helpless with each coil of rope: Around his calves, thighs
and elbows, some around his chest, trapping his arms and pinning them firmly
against his back.

After the woman had finished tying him up there was the sound of duct tape
being ripped off its roll. Ronald shook his head, pleading into his gag, but
he couldn't do anything to stop the woman from pressing it over his lips,
pushing the cloth deeper into his mouth.

"Mmmnnh! Hnnnmh!" he mumbled as she added another strip. And another under his
chin, forcing him to bite down on the cloth in his mouth and keeping his jaw
closed as much as the stuffing would allow it. Ronald's hopes dwindled even
more than they already had. Gagged like that nobody would hear his screams.
But before he could even finish that thought a sponge was pressed over his
face, covering his mouth and nose. It was held in place by what he thought was
another piece of cloth. She wasn't even finished gagging him yet! After the
sponge was secured she added two more layers of cloth, covering Ronald's mouth
and nose, each tighter than the one before.

"Sorry, I can't risk you making a sound for now," the captor said as she
picked him up. He tried to scream, but all that came out was a miserable
"m...mh...mh-mff" - desperate cries for help, reduced to quiet whimpers. He
could barely move his jaw, his tongue was trapped under the stuffing, and all
those layers of cloth, tape and sponge muffled any sound and made breathing
difficult. Nobody would hear him like that. He squirmed, trying to escape the
woman's grip, but she just tightened her grasp as she dragged him outside. He
felt the chilly night air on what little of his face wasn't covered until he
was placed on a hard surface. Despite how cold it felt she was already
sweating under that insane gag as the woman forcefully folded his legs. He
tried to resist and viciously shook his head, an occasional "mhff" escaping
from the gag - but she was just too strong in this position. Effortlessly
keeping his attempted resistance at bay she wrapped rope around both his torso
and his legs, keeping them folded and pressing his knees against his chest. By
the time she was finished Ronald was completely immobilized.

"Can't have you kicking and squirming in there, someone might hear that and
that perfect gag would have been done for nothing. I can't just rely on you
being a good, quiet boy." Saying that, his kidnapper closed the lid over him.