There is a strange feeling tonight. You met this man off reddit, joined him for a drive and to hangout. You learned a lot about him. What he does for a living, what his hobbies are, his life and his past that made him the person that he is today.

Each conversation was fantastic. Hours of chatting back and forth until it felt as if you really, truly knew him. When he suggested going for a drive you felt nothing of it. You where having a great time, continuing on with the night seemed like the only obvious choice.

As the night continued on, that is when it hits you. You have been driving for a while. You where so wrapped up in conversation, the music and the scenic route you lost track. When you ask where you are he tells you he just needs to make a quick stop at his home to grab something before he drops you off. Your nervous, but before you can protest, he smiles and tells you no worries, you can stay in the car he’ll only be a minute, he has plans after he drops you off and has to do a few things.

You get there, the house is surprisingly nicer than you expected. You don’t know why, but you just think its nicer than what you thought it would be. As your looking, thinking about what this home would be like if it was your’s, imagining how you would decorate it, how he has nothing hanging, no homey touches, a typical single mans home. You realize that it has been a while since he went inside. A few more minutes pass and you decide to go in, see that he is alright. You see the lights are on, but no movement. You walk up the steps, again kind of admiring the view from the home, the porch and how clean it looks. You walk up to the door, give it a quick turn, its unlocked. You walk in and don’t hear anything. You call his name, to no response. As you step inside the house, you suddenly feel heavy. Its dark.

You awaken and your in a room. You don’t really remember much, but you suddenly feel cold? You try to move your hands and realize.. you can’t? Your bound? Your clothing is in tatters. Around you, there is nothing but brick. There’s no sound, you don’t have the energy to scream. There’s a mirror, you can see your make up is ruined, there’s marker everywhere but you can not make out what it says.

That’s when you hear the door open. Its him? You remember that face. Its all coming back to you. You where having a good night, a nice drive with a nice guy. You can not figure out why he is looking at you the way that he is. Surely something happened, a robbery maybe? He came to let you go. He found you.

That’s when the realization hits you.. he is smiling?

Looking for a woman interested in an ongoing captive CNC scene, this will continue and within the scene there will be reason as to why you are able to go home and why you would be coming back.

Safe words are a must and will be discussed before the scene. Hard limits obviously are required to be listed before hand and it is preferred if you are aware of the type of aftercare you need for something this intense. The scene will be discussed in full detail before hand. You must be 18 , serious and willing to verify in one way or another.

If you are serious, read the entire thing, your first message should be as follows so I don’t ignore it ( “Captive”, [age], [Hard Limits] ) lets not waste each others time.