Abduction - Friendly Fantasy
I’d send her a text, “My car is parked outside. I want you to get dressed in my favorite outfit and head out to the car. Get in the driver’s side back seat and text me when you’re in.”
Her heart would race, not knowing what is next. She’d start rushing around to get ready. I’d be several hundred feet away. Close enough to see her, far enough to not be seen.
She would run out to the car and get in the back seat. Once in, she’d realize what the plan is: metal ankle cuffs would be looped through the other door’s handle, handcuffs hanging from the driver’s side handle above the door. She’s text me, “I’m in... and nervous.”
“That’s okay! We’ll have fun. Follow these instructions. First, take your shoes off. Then cuff each ankle so that your legs are pulled to the right side of the car. Once that’s done, send me a photo.”
Two minutes later, a photo would come in...
“Good. How’s it feel already being helpless? No keys in the car! Now, use the cloth next to you to blindfold yourself. After that, stretch up to the handcuffs hanging from the handle and lock them on your wrists. I’ll be there soon.”
The texts would go quiet. The windows are tinted so I couldn’t be sure, but I think she’s cuffed.
I’d be torn between wanting to rush over there and play or let her simmer, getting more nervous as she’s helpless in a quiet car.
I’d chose the latter. I’d lock the car and go for a 20 minute walk.
When I think she’s just scared enough, I’d get to the car, unlock it, and open the back seat to see her struggling. I’d lock a ball gag in place and say, “Let’s go for a drive!”
Without any other words, I’d start the car and go for a seemingly long drive. I’d here her moaning, trying to say, “Let me out! This is uncomfortable! I’m scared. Please.”
I’d ignore it knowing that this is what she fantasizes about.
Eventually I’d pull into the parking lot of a restaurant by my house. I’d back into a parking spot, open the sun roof, and say, “You can’t see where we are at. Let me describe it for you. We are in a busy parking lot and anyone could see you. I’ve opened the sun roof so someone could hear you, too. I’m going to run some errands and leave you here. You’d better not move or make any noises... if you attract attention, I’ll leave you here to explain to the people or cops why you like this. Have fun!” Then I’d head to the patio and grab a beer.... watching the car sit still.
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