THE KIDNAPPING by Melanie All he lived for was to be controlled, now he was in for a big surprise! Bob was going home a winner for a change. Every Thursday night for the past 5 years, he joined a few friends for a friendly game of cards. Tonight he was going home a big winner. With $50 in his pocket and a big smile on his face, he jumped into his car for the late night drive home. He did not notice the red car parked down the back alley as he pulled up in back of his canary yellow duplex. As he got out of his car, he remembered his package on the passenger’s seat and as he reached in to grab it, he heard something behind him. Before he knew what was happening, someone grabbed him and pushed him to the ground. His heart started beating faster, and just as he was about to open his mouth to scream in terror, a rubber ball gag was inserted in his mouth and securely fastened. A hood went over his head. He then felt cold metal cuffs around his wrists and then his ankles. He then heard the sound of a car approaching and the voice of a second person, a female, “Hurry, before someone sees us, get him in the trunk!" he was then pushed inside. The trunk was slammed shut. By now he knew that he heard two different women’s voices. His fall into the trunk was painful. As he lay there, both scared and excited, he felt aroused by his sense of helplessness. The car drove off quickly, but in what direction he was not sure. This was his first trip inside the trunk of a car. Not once had he imagined that he would be in this situation. The car suddenly stopped and he heard the door open and shut. His heart started racing. “What was going to take place” he thought. They did not stop for long before the car resumed it’s journey into the night. The road they were traveling was fairly smooth, they must still be in the city. Thoughts of being abandoned in the woods, made his cock hard. He had no idea where he would end up. The car continued its journey for what seemed like an hour. He could not be certain of the time frame. Suddenly the road got rougher. His heart started pounding faster. He felt the car stop and heard the door open. What was in store for him now? The trunk flew open and he heard a woman’s voice. “Lay on your back, slut! Don’t give me a hard time!” He lay on his back and her hands grabbed his legs and put them up on the back of the trunk. She then reached down and grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him out of the car. He fell to the ground face down. The surface underneath felt like gravel and he knew his face would look like hell as it scraped over the coarse ground. He had no idea who had brought him here. What he did know for sure was that there was only one person at this point. This unknown woman must have dropped off her accomplice when they stopped briefly, possibly an hour ago. Suddenly a firm hand pushed him down, she stretched him out on his back and lay him down on what appeared to be a table. Possibly a picnic table, he couldn’t be sure. She removed the ankle cuffs. He heard the jingling of what he thought might be some chains. The force that had taken him to this place, proceeded to roughly remove his jeans and then his underwear. He lay there naked for anyone to see. He then felt the cold chains around his ankles and his legs spread wide apart as she restrained each of them to the surface where he lay. She then turned him over on his side, she took the cuffs off and he then felt a cold chain on each of his wrists. He lay very still not knowing what was going to happen next. She started walking towards the parked car and he heard her close the trunk. His heart started pumping faster as thoughts of being left there shackled to the table, went through his mind. The sound of the car starting made his heart pump even faster. “The bitch! She is leaving me here!” He couldn’t scream out as he sucked back on the ball gag. “What the fuck do I do now?” he thought. Thinking that only a hour had gone by since he was taken by this bitch maniac, he thought the chances were slim of anyone passing by at this time of the night. He did not know how long she planned to leave him there! As time went on, he started thinking about what he would do if someone found him. “The humiliation would be too great. What if it was someone he knew? he thought. How would he explain this to anybody.” The thought was both frightening but exciting at the same time. The sound of a car approaching brought him back to reality. He wasn’t sure that it was her, but he certainly hoped that it was. The car slowed as it came closer and stopped inches from the table. “Are you comfortable, my little slut!” He heard the cold hearted bitch say. “Did you miss me?” “Well I certainly hope so, because I have a surprise for you.” He felt a cold thick liquid cover his legs as he lay there, helpless. She lathered each leg liberally. “Stay perfectly still, you are going to like this and you are going to thank me for it.” He had no idea how long he waited until she started scraping the lather off his first leg. As she went down his leg with what seemed like a dull plastic spatula, his legs began to burn as she removed the lather. He knew he would be leaving this place, hairless! “Shit!” The bitch started the same process on the next leg and roughly removed the lather she had left on to dry. She then took a wet cloth and scrubbed both of his legs roughly. “Roll over on your side, slut!” she said in a commanding voice. She unlocked the chains from the table and before he knew what was happening, he was on the table face down and spread eagle. “She’s quick!” he thought. He was restrained to the table in a matter of seconds. The bitch was at it again! He felt the lather go on over the back of his legs. “Don’t you dare move a muscle, you little slut!” He waited for some time until she repeated the process of taking the lather off the back of his legs and ran the wet cloth roughly again. “Now you are going to look like a prize slut!” She ran her hands over his legs and he tensed his muscles, not knowing what she was up to. “Before we go any further, I want to show you just what will happen to you if you don’t do as I order!” The pain was unbearable, as she started smacking his ass with what seemed like a stiff leather paddle. One! Two! Three sound smacks with the paddle. “Now, you little slut, thank your mistress!” she ordered. There was no response. “I can’t hear you!” she yelled. Sounds of a muffled “thank you mistress” came from behind the gag. “Louder! You little sissy boy slut! Louder!” Again, the sounds of a muffled “thank you mistress” came from behind the gag. She then laid another sound smack across the cheeks of his ass. In steady progression, the spanks became firmer and more aggressive and by the tenth one, he could feel the warmth rising in his backside. She never hit the same place twice in a row and the glow seemed to be spread evenly across his ass. “Fifteen!” By now, he was gasping a bit, the warmth had become a fire. The bitch paused, she gently rubbed his ass and scraped it gently with her fingernails. He arched and moaned in pleasure. By “Fifty!” Bob couldn’t remember if he was gasping or crying. She then rubbed his ass again with her soft hand. “Man! I won’t have to turn the lights on tonight, with that bright shiny red ass to guide me!” Bob then felt a coolness over his ass cheeks. Soon the coolness changed to a fiery sting. “What the hell was she up to now?” he thought. The bitch had covered his ass cheeks with after shave. By this time Bob was whimpering. She then proceeded to slap his ass with her paddle. “Count and thank me, Slut!” Bob couldn’t muffle a sound. He could only hold his breath. He knew that if he did not do as she said, he would suffer more torture. He started counting, “one... thank you Mistress... two...thank you Mistress...three...thank you Mistress....four...thank you Mistress.” She continued to take her revenge on his ass and soon Bob couldn’t even feel the paddle. He kept counting and thanking his Mistress, hoping that she would soon get tired and move on to something else. He knew damn well she wasn’t over with her abuse. “Now, my little sissy ass slut, the fun begins!” She unattached his wrists from the table and made him get up on all fours on top of the table. She lengthened the chain that was around his ankles and made him slide down to the ground. The chain still attached to the table. “Put your hands up over your head!” She slipped a silky material over his head and he knew exactly what was going on. She was dressing up her slut! After he had the silky blouse on, she slid a skirt over his head and fastened it behind him. The Bitch then removed the gag and hood. She then roughly placed a wig on his head. He could only imagine what he looked like.. Once Bob’s eyes adjusted to partial daylight, he finally got a look at this abductor. Just as he had suspected, it was her! Mistress Corey! She had threatened to make his kidnapping fantasy come true. He didn’t really think she would go through with it. She never ceases to amaze him at the best of times. “Now it’s time to make you pretty”. She started applying the makeup. She carefully applied foundation, eye shadow, face powder, mascara, eye liner and lipstick. “Oh!!!! You look yummy!” she said in a very pleased voice. “I am going to take these chains off, Bob, don’t try to get away!” The thought of trying to run away had never crossed his mind. “Where the hell did she think he was going, dressed up like this!” Bob thought. She ordered him to slip on the stockings and shoes. She then pushed him along to the car. Bob’s legs were weak from the spanking. His ass hurt like hell. Abruptly, she yanked him to a stop. “Wait! Don’t move!” She quickly returned and yanked his skirt up. He heard duct tape and the next thing he knew, she was taping his cock to his stomach. “Ouch!” he thought to himself. The thought of it being pulled off, made him move away. She then pulled him back to her roughly and bit his nipple. “Don’t pull away, or it will get worse!” She then placed a blindfold over his eyes before pushing him into the car and slamming the door behind him. The car started off, he had no idea where he was or where she was taking him. Soon they were climbing a steep curving hill. “Oh shit! She’s taking me downtown!” Bob thought. The car moved along slowly and stopped. The bitch got out of the car and he heard his door open. She then removed the blindfold and pulled him out of the car. She fixed his clothes and put her lips to his ear “Now, you little sissy boy, walk the walk or I will have to take it out on you later”! Bob obeyed her command and started walking down the street slowly, trying to keep his mind on the role that he had been forced to submit to. She grabbed his ass. “I told you to walk the walk! Now strut your stuff! Look like your out to find some ass, sissy ass!” Bob wiggled his bright red ass under his skirt. He slowly but steadily walked ahead of her. The humiliation was so great he couldn’t imagine what he would do if she kept him on the streets until the morning rush hour. No matter how hard he tried, he could not predict what she would do next. Bob continued to walk as best he could, but with every step he was reminded of just how sore his ass was. “Wiggle that ass, sissy boy!” Her words made his cock even harder under the duct tape and skirt. They walked down the street for a while. Soon the sun would be up. Then what? The bitch followed him around for what seemed like an eternity. She then came over to him and lowered her lips over his nipple and bit it. She pushed him down on a bench facing the river. “Sit here and cross your nice shaved legs. Don’t forget to smile at any friendly looking passer by.” Bob sat on the bench, his heart pounding, his cock hard under his skirt. He hoped nobody would pass by. The bitch then came over to him and with her fingers, she pinched each nipple until Bob couldn’t stand it anymore. His moans and groans came louder but she just kept pinching. “Fun isn’t it?” “A beautiful morning for a stroll. Especially when you have such fine material to parade down the street.” “You did well my little slut, it’s time for your reward! Let’s go!” Bob stood up trying not to show how eager he was to get back into the car where he could at least remain inconspicuous. When they reached the car, Bob slid into the passenger’s seat. Corey lifted his skirt to examine his still hard cock. “I’m going to have to deal with that persistent problem now!” She blindfolded him and twisted his nipples before she situated herself behind the steering wheel. She drove off. Again Bob did not know what she had in store for him but he knew his experience was not yet over. The car finally slowed down. His heart pounded in his chest in excitement as she made him get out of the car. He knew it was daylight and he felt embarrassed dressed in the mini skirt, stockings and slutty makeup, as she guided him to the house,. They paused at the door as she unlocked it and pushed him firmly inside the house. Inside she commanded him to lay on his stomach in front of her as she tied his wrists to his ankles. In this position he could only manage a slight crawl. “ Crawl over here slut! It’s my turn to have a little fun!” Bob crawled over to where Corey was sitting. “My feet are sore from my adventure last night. Are you sore anywhere, Bob? She said with a smirk. You can start by kissing my feet and sucking my toes!” Bob gently sucked and licked her feet, being very careful not to upset her. He then licked her legs making his way up her thighs. Suddenly she grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head back. With her lips touching his ear she said “Did I tell you to go up that high?” Bob quietly replied “No mistress”. Corey pushed him to the floor “Then stay at my feet until I instruct you to move up! Bob stayed at her feet, sucking and licking her toes. Taking each toe in his mouth he cleaned them gently. He stayed at her feet making no movement up her legs to avoid upsetting his mistress. “ I just love having my feet licked and my toes sucked on by my little slut!... My feet are to be respected just like all the rest of me!... You will remember this little lesson, won’t you, Bob. Without warning, Corey pulled Bob’s head back by his long hair. “Your enjoying yourself too much!” she whispered in a commanding voice. “Put your face right up between my legs.” Bob put his face up her skirt, between her legs and buried his face in her bald pussy. Corey then rubbed herself in his face, making him smell her there. Corey then positioned herself on the edge of the couch. “Put your face down there again and let’s see just how good a little slut you really are!” Bob blew his breath over Corey’s wet pussy. “Let me feel you inside me now!” she commanded. Without hesitation, Bob moved his tongue slowly inside her pussy. He probed in and out with his tongue licking and sucking his mistress’s sex as she continued with her directions and urged him on to greater efforts towards satisfying her. Bob spent a long time licking and lapping her wet pussy, licking back and forth. What made it worst, anytime Bob slowed down or lost his place, Corey would smack his still shining red ass with her leather paddle. “Find the button now, Bob! Let me feel your tongue all over my button! That’s better!” Bob slowed his pace to catch his breath. “There’s no time for resting, Slut! Get that tongue back to work! You are going to stay down there for as long as it takes! Do you understand me?” Bob continued his quest to satisfy his mistress. “I don’t like it when you act like a little sissy boy! she complained. Bob’s efforts with his mouth and tongue eventually brought the desired results as his mistress erupted in a shuddering orgasm holding his head tightly between her legs. “Now clean me up, slut! You know how I like it and do it right!” Her commanding voice whispered in his ear. Bob proceeded to lick her juices. Suddenly, Corey pushed him away with her heel. Bob lay in front of her on the floor still hog tied. “Don’t go anywhere, I have a surprise for you!” Corey left the room for only a few minutes. When she returned she unfastened his feet then pulled him up and guided him down the hall. She positioned him on the edge of the bed. “Now it’s time for you to use your mouth in a different way!” “Open wide little slut! Your day isn’t over yet!” He opened his mouth expecting to taste her pussy, but instead he felt a long think rubber dildo slide in his mouth. He gagged as she pushed her hips sliding the dildo deep down in his throat. Bob obeyed his mistress and continued sucking on the dildo, hoping that she would get tired quickly. “You are a little slut, aren’t you? Looks like I’ve taught you well.” The dildo slid out of his mouth. Bob fell over on the bed thankful that the ordeal was over. Corey lifted Bob’s skirt. “Well! What do we have here?” she said grabbing his still erect cock. “I need to do something about this problem! Don’t you think? Lay on your back!” she said and left for a few seconds. When she returned, she placed a condom over his hard member. He then felt a cool gel over his cock. She then proceeded to stroke and massage his erection. The faster she stroked, the warmer his cock got. Whenever she paused, Bob felt a coolness come over his hard member. She began rubbing it more vigorously and massaging the gel over the condom. He could still feel the sensation through the condom. Eventually, he could feel himself coming to a climax and Corey detecting this, rubbed him even more vigorously, allowing him no way of holding back. Bob arched his back as he reached orgasm. He lay perfectly still, enjoying the pleasure. Corey then slid the condom off his now limp member. Corey reached over and took the blindfold off before releasing the ropes around his wrists. “Go in the washroom and clean up!” Tired from his long night, Bob washed up. On the ride home, Bob’s thoughts were wandering. “When would he see his mistress again?” He couldn’t wait for next the Thursday night card game. You never know who is lurking in your back alley late at night. The End