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TW: CNC and consensual abduction. I wouldn't rule out that it may be triggering if you're sensitive to anything that isn't consensual!
Note: This story, including all names and people, is entirely fictional and not based on any real life experiences or events.
My high heels click loudly against the concrete. I walk deliberately confidently, like I don’t have a care in the world, under the dim-lit streetlights on this abandoned road.
Every passing car sends flutters through my stomach, quickening my pulse. I assume that every car that passes me is occupied by would-be-abductors, but when they pass me by, not even slowing down, I deflate a bit.
My heart is racing in my chest, and I’m sweating bullets, despite the cold. I’m wearing a heavy coat over my outfit, consisting of some short, black block heels, a black skirt, tights, and a white blouse. It’s the perfect outfit for a night out, but this isn’t just any night out.
Another car passes, and I catch the eye of its occupant. The guy looks about 60, maybe 50, with a bald head and big, square glasses. Shivers run over my skin at the way he was looking at me. He’s not who I want to see tonight.
I decide to cross the street, making my way over to the entrance to a forest. Unlike the street, there’s zero lighting in the deep, black woods. Maybe if I go there, I can get away? Who am I kidding, I won’t escape them. They won’t let me.
My heels crunch in the dirt, a few twigs snapping on my way. Occasionally, they echo in a way that tricks me into thinking they came from behind me, but when I turn, I see no one. Every shadow surrounding me is playing tricks on me, every gust of wind rustling the leaves and every distant noise of the city making me think I’m about to get jumped.
I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself, and when I release it, I see it spread all around me, even in the dark.
Another twig snaps beneath me, and I turn despite myself, wanting to make sure I’m not being followed. Like always, I see no one.
“Fucking calm down, Victoria,” I mutter to myself.
But when I turn around and continue walking, I walk right into a large, very hard chest, clad in a black hoodie.
My heart stops as I look up and up, looking right into the eyes of the demon in front of me. His face is entirely covered except for his eyes, which I can’t see properly in the darkness.
Yet I feel his stare.
He’s staring right through me, like he’s trying to read my racing thoughts.
What does he want with me?
Will he hurt me?
Where will he take me?
Does it matter?
If he can tell I’m thinking any of these questions, he won’t answer them.
I start backing away, but I bump into another masculine body behind me. I go to whirr around, but before I can, the man behind me places a hand on my mouth and the other around my waist, gripping me tight.
I whimper in his hold and start kicking at him, trying to wriggle out of his grip, but he’s so fucking strong. His hot breath fans my ear when he leans down. He lets out a low growl, and the sound sends shivers down my entire body. My knees buckle, and I’d fall if not for his grip.
“You think you can escape us?” he mutters into my ear before nipping it between his teeth.
I go to respond, briefly forgetting I can’t, and he chuckles at me.
The other man walks up to me and looks me straight in the eye. Then, his hand darts out to tuck my hair behind my ear. The motion is so sweet, so at odds with the terrifying situation I find myself in, that I feel my eyes burn.
“Such pretty prey, isn’t she?” he says, like he’s speaking to the man behind me, despite looking straight at me.
I feel the man behind me nod, and then I feel his growing arousal pressing into my back. I shiver, but not entirely from fear.
His hand on my mouth moves down to my throat, gripping it firmly, allowing me to speak. My voice comes out croaky because of his grip, but I still manage to push out, “Let me go.”
Both men laugh at me, and I feel so small pressed between them. I already know they won’t let me go, no matter how hard I beg, cry, scream, or fight. They’re going to keep me.
“Oh, but why would we do that?” the man in front of me taunts. He leans down to my face and fucking licks my lips. I rear back in disgust, right into the other man’s hard body. “Let’s get her home.”
With that, one of them places a blindfold over my eyes, then gets busy tying my hands behind my back and my ankles together. I make some weak protests, but I don’t fight them, knowing it’s hopeless.
Once satisfied, one of them takes me over his shoulder, like I’m a ragdoll, and carries me out of the forest.
I have no idea where they’re taking me, but I know Sam and Nathan won’t let me go until they’ve had their fill of me.
Being in the trunk of a car is a very fun fantasy until you try it yourself.
It’s fucking cramped. Once they dropped me off in here, they tied my hands to my ankles, hogtying me, and with my limited mobility, it’s impossible to move around much.
I don’t know why they’d blindfold me anyway. It’s not like I could see anything in here regardless, other than the very monotonous inside of a car.
Although, the soothing hum of the engine is very nice. It’s sending vibrations through my whole body, making me feel even more nervous about what will happen when we reach our destination. Where that is, I have no idea, and I doubt they’d tell if I ask.
I could ask, but I’m not about to misuse my lifeline. When they put me here, they tossed my phone in with me, connected on speakerphone to one of theirs. That way, if I need to safeword, I could, which is not something I want to abuse by asking stupid questions.
The annoying part is that they put themselves on mute, so I can’t hear whatever they’re talking about. I can hear their loud music through the trunk, probably to mask their voices even more, but not much else. They can hear me, though. Every grunt, moan, twist and turn is broadcast to them where they’re sitting in the front seats.
It’s embarrassing, especially when I catch myself talking out loud to myself. I swear I heard one of them letting out a loud laugh when I bumped my knee into the hood, but I’m not convinced my mind isn’t playing tricks on me.
I’ve lost count of time, too. I tried counting the seconds and minutes, but lost track somewhere around seven minutes. My best guess is that we’ve been driving for half an hour. My theory is supported by the fact that the ropes around my limbs are starting to really hurt. I can’t even adjust them, either. Every time I try, I somehow make them tighter.
I’m truly helpless.
Suddenly, I feel the terrain of the road change. Up until now, we’ve been driving over smooth asphalt, but now, the road is so rugged that I’m being tossed around in the trunk.
Where the fuck are they taking me?
The car stops, and I think they’re about to take me out, but then they keep driving. Why would they do that? Just to fuck with my head? Probably.
They do this another two times, all while I’m being thrown around like I weigh nothing. A particularly large bump causes me to briefly leave the bottom of the trunk, and I hit it with a loud thump. That really hurt.
At least another several minutes, maybe five or maybe twenty, pass before the car comes to a stop again.
The trunk opens, yet I can’t see them, thanks to the blindfold.
I feel a set of hands grabbing me by the waist, and I let out a yelp when he pulls me out. Then he grabs me by the restraints binding my limbs together and carries me like I’m a fucking suitcase.
I let out a pained groan when my weight pulls the ropes even tighter.
“Shut the fuck up,” one of them (Nate?) demands. I almost whimper at his harsh, borderline angry tone, but stop myself before it escapes my lips.
I feel myself being carried up a set of stairs. I think it’s a porch, given how quickly we reach the top, and how a door opens just after.
Compared to the cold air outside, the inside of whatever building this is feels warm, like a comforting caress across my skin. It smells like wood, and a little dusty, like no one has been here for a while.
I feel myself being placed onto a couch, just as I hear a light switch. My blindfold is suddenly pulled off, and I rapidly blink to get used to the light.
We’re in some sort of old-fashioned cabin. It’s large, probably (hopefully) one of theirs, and looks extremely comforting, the old, rustic style feeling like a warm blanket wrapped around me. Even so, there’s a TV on the other side of the table by the couch, and a modern kitchen in the corner.
But soon, my eyes move back to the two men who brought me here.
Right above me, Nathan and Sam stand looking down at my tied, aching body. They’ve ditched their masks and hoods, showing off their beautiful features.
Nathan is the taller of the two, with dirty blonde hair and a small beard. Oh, god, how much I want to feel that beard between my legs right now. His beautiful blue eyes are so intense I have to break his gaze after a while, and I look over at Sam.
He has hair black as night, matching the short stubble hugging his face. And even though he’s shorter, he’s no less intimidating. I think his arms are bigger than Nathan’s, though they’re both fucking cut.
Nathan leans down, crouching in front of my face where I lay on the couch. “Such a pretty little toy,” he says, sounding like what he said to me earlier in the woods. “We’re going to have lots of fun with you.”
“What are you going to do to me?” I spit in anger, though the tremble in my voice does nothing to conceal the fear coursing through my veins.
Sam comes down to my feet, his large, rough palms grabbing my ass. “That’s up to us, baby,” he explains. “Don’t you worry your pretty little head.”
His fingers dig into my core from behind, and I whimper into the couch.
“For this weekend, you belong to us. And we will do whatever the fuck we want to you.”
Thank you for reading!!💜 Any feedback is greatly appreciated. Not sure how many parts this will have yet, but I can't wait to share them all with you once they're written🤭💜
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