Vanished




It happened so quickly. He'd barely had time to react, not that it would have
done much good.

Wendy was just ahead of him on the path, talking longingly of the hot tub,
blankets, warm fire and cocoa waiting for them. The rain had come up rather
suddenly, and they were both glad of the thick canopy of branches above, that
kept them from getting completely drenched. As it was, they were still rather
damp.

A hand clamped itself over his mouth and nose, suddenly and tightly. It yanked
him backwards, off balance, and at almost the same time, an arm snaked around
his neck. His initial cry of surprise was almost completely silenced by the
grip, and the rain. Immediately two pairs of arms grabbed him around the chest
and waist, pinning his arms to his sides and lifting him off the ground, at
which point two more pairs seized his legs, trapping them.

Silently and swiftly, they carried him off the path and into the trees.

"Mmmmmp!!" He struggled furiously and helplessly in their strong grip.
"Hmmmmmmp!!" He was wasting his breath it seemed, and he didn't have much to
lose. Between the chokehold on his neck, and his nose and mouth blocked by the
hand, he could barely breathe. But Wendy had to hear him! Wmmmdmmph! Hmmp!

By the time his captors stopped moving, he was exhausted from his fruitless
attempts. The hand over his mouth loosened ever so slightly, allowing him to
pull in a deep breath through his nose, but before he could try to scream
again, it clamped down once more, tighter than ever.

There were now soft lips pressed lightly against his ear. "Shhhhhhhh. Don't
struggle anymore. You can't get away, we won't let you. Don't bother trying to
scream, we won't let you. You're ours now. We saw you, we wanted you, and
we've taken you. And we're gonna keep you." The lips kissed him gently.
"Unless, your girl friend really really wants you. If she can find you and
rescue you, fair play to you both. Until then, just relax and enjoy being our
prisoner. I know we'll enjoy it."

The clearing where they'd stopped was obviously not chosen at random. Bags had
been left here which he soon discovered were all full of black cotton rope.
Starting at his ankles they wrapped him up tighter and tighter in coil after
coil. From ankle to knee, knee to hip, his wrists crossed behind him, then
more rope, from shoulders to hip, mummifying him in black cord. All the time
the whispers in his ear, each taking a turn.

"Tighter than tight."

"Tie you up and rape you forever."

"Wrap you up and take you home."

"Hold you down, love you up."

"Never had anyone want you this bad have you."

Soon they had him secured to their satisfaction. One last length of rope was
wrapped several times around his head, blindfolding him. But for a gag, the
hand never left his mouth. He whimpered and squirmed as they hoisted him up
and carried him away.

Would Wendy find him?