I have a big thing for kidnapping scenarios, and was randomly inspired to write one of my own today based on a mixture of my own play experiences and fantasies. I was never very good at "creative writing" though, and am more of an essay-style writer in general, but I thought I'd give it a shot anyways.
Do I have what it takes? Or is this going to end up being some craptastic waste of my time?
Here's what I have so far:
Do I have what it takes? Or is this going to end up being some craptastic waste of my time?
Here's what I have so far:
She thought nothing of the man who followed her that afternoon; in fact, she didn't notice him at all. She was too preoccupied thinking about all the errands she had to get done before the end of the day. “Why must I always procrastinate??” she asked herself, glancing worriedly at the clock on her cell phone. She had to run to the bank, the grocery market, get a new pair of pants for work, ahh! She willed herself to move faster.
He noticed her distress and was glad of it, because it made it so much easier to follow her undetected. He knew he would only get one chance, so he would have to go about it carefully. Ever since he ran into her earlier at the mall his groin ached wildly. He wanted, no, NEEDED, to have her.. To touch her sweet, soft breasts, or grab her ass cheeks as he pumped himself in and out of her wildly.
Satisfied with her purchases, Katie checked out and headed out to her car. She began unloading the bags into her back seat when it occurred to her that she was missing one. Cursing to herself, she headed back inside to grab the one still sitting on the checkout counter.
Brad watched with interest as all of this unfolded, and once she was out of sight decided that this was his chance. He walked over to her car casually. Had she locked the doors when she ran back in? Nope. With a grin he climbed into the back seat and obscured himself between the bags, getting the bottle of chloroform out of his pocket.
Muttering with irritation, Katie returned to her car and climbed into the drivers seat, tossing the forgotten bag carelessly behind her. She winced as she heard the loud clunk of glass shattering and remembered the new wine glasses she had just gotten. Seriously, could this day get any worse?
With a sigh, Katie turned around in her seat to assess the damage and instead found herself looking into someone's eyes. She jumped and let out a short scream before his hand shot out and covered her mouth with a rag. “Oh god! He's going to kidnap me!” Her mind raced, as she struggled wildly against the hand that held her head firmly to the headrest. “The horn!!” Her hand shot out to slam against it, but he moved so quickly! Or, perhaps she was moving slowly... She felt the drug kick in as her head swam and her struggling became sluggish. “Oh no... please god, no....” She slumped down over to the passenger seat and looked up to see a blurred man grinning at her. Everything went black.
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It was dark.
Katie groggily tried to look around, but saw nothing. What was going on? Where was she? Was the man a dream? It must have been, and she's just at home in bed at 3am. But if that was true, then she actually hadn't gone shopping yet... Oh damn it! She was going to have to live that hectic day of errand running all over ag-
Kati screamed as the entire world tossed her an inch into the air and she came crashing back down to a hard, carpeted surface. Or, she tried to scream anyways. Over her mouth was a big piece of tape which held back her yell, and she suddenly grew aware of how cramped and uncomfortable she was. She tried putting out her hands to feel her bizarre surroundings, but found them handcuffed behind her back. A kick of the legs showed them to be bound too.
Another large lurch sent her bouncing up and then roughly back onto the floor. What the bloody hell was going on!?
Well, whoever it was that put her here obviously didn't know her very well, because if they did they would have known how slender her wrists were. Proud of her handcuff-escaping skills, one of her favorite party tricks was having her hands cuffed behind her back so she could wiggle out of them with ease. Who would have thought that it would actually come in handy some day?
Within 30 seconds she had the handcuffs off and reached up to her face to rip off the tape and discovered a blindfold over her eyes. She tore it off and found herself in a small, dim “room” with cracks of light seeping in. Oh shit... She was in a trunk!
He noticed her distress and was glad of it, because it made it so much easier to follow her undetected. He knew he would only get one chance, so he would have to go about it carefully. Ever since he ran into her earlier at the mall his groin ached wildly. He wanted, no, NEEDED, to have her.. To touch her sweet, soft breasts, or grab her ass cheeks as he pumped himself in and out of her wildly.
Satisfied with her purchases, Katie checked out and headed out to her car. She began unloading the bags into her back seat when it occurred to her that she was missing one. Cursing to herself, she headed back inside to grab the one still sitting on the checkout counter.
Brad watched with interest as all of this unfolded, and once she was out of sight decided that this was his chance. He walked over to her car casually. Had she locked the doors when she ran back in? Nope. With a grin he climbed into the back seat and obscured himself between the bags, getting the bottle of chloroform out of his pocket.
Muttering with irritation, Katie returned to her car and climbed into the drivers seat, tossing the forgotten bag carelessly behind her. She winced as she heard the loud clunk of glass shattering and remembered the new wine glasses she had just gotten. Seriously, could this day get any worse?
With a sigh, Katie turned around in her seat to assess the damage and instead found herself looking into someone's eyes. She jumped and let out a short scream before his hand shot out and covered her mouth with a rag. “Oh god! He's going to kidnap me!” Her mind raced, as she struggled wildly against the hand that held her head firmly to the headrest. “The horn!!” Her hand shot out to slam against it, but he moved so quickly! Or, perhaps she was moving slowly... She felt the drug kick in as her head swam and her struggling became sluggish. “Oh no... please god, no....” She slumped down over to the passenger seat and looked up to see a blurred man grinning at her. Everything went black.
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It was dark.
Katie groggily tried to look around, but saw nothing. What was going on? Where was she? Was the man a dream? It must have been, and she's just at home in bed at 3am. But if that was true, then she actually hadn't gone shopping yet... Oh damn it! She was going to have to live that hectic day of errand running all over ag-
Kati screamed as the entire world tossed her an inch into the air and she came crashing back down to a hard, carpeted surface. Or, she tried to scream anyways. Over her mouth was a big piece of tape which held back her yell, and she suddenly grew aware of how cramped and uncomfortable she was. She tried putting out her hands to feel her bizarre surroundings, but found them handcuffed behind her back. A kick of the legs showed them to be bound too.
Another large lurch sent her bouncing up and then roughly back onto the floor. What the bloody hell was going on!?
Well, whoever it was that put her here obviously didn't know her very well, because if they did they would have known how slender her wrists were. Proud of her handcuff-escaping skills, one of her favorite party tricks was having her hands cuffed behind her back so she could wiggle out of them with ease. Who would have thought that it would actually come in handy some day?
Within 30 seconds she had the handcuffs off and reached up to her face to rip off the tape and discovered a blindfold over her eyes. She tore it off and found herself in a small, dim “room” with cracks of light seeping in. Oh shit... She was in a trunk!