Girl needs to be abducted

[Analise2013]

Hey all you rp guys!

5'1", 100 pound redhead looking for a man or couple to capture and torture me. Electroshock, beatings, rape, chains, I really need to be taught to behave.

[hong314]

Hmm, I think I have a couple of ideas to break you in

[Analise2013]

Go on....

[Throatdagger]

Good thing I just put new batteries in my cattle prod. I bet those b size tits will really jiggle when I use the prod. Your nipples feel as if they will explode.

My gf thinks I should use the prod lower on you, thinks the wetness will increase the thrill.

[Analise2013]

May need new batteries again soon.

[Throatdagger]

I have a large supply of batteries. You will look great spread on the exam table in my basement. Nice and spread for me and my gf.

[Analise2013]

Does your gf like to watch or to participate?

[Ltfc01]

Hit you with a taser gun the kidnapped u!!!

[Prowler]

Sounds interesting...
Still looking?

[Analise2013]

Absolutely.

[Luthor71]

I think I have a good spot for you in my basement... And a lot of lessons I need to teach you...

[Inside You]

“Keep moving!”

He pushed her again, in the centre of her back, above her pinioned hands. She almost fell over; the leather straps on her ankles were joined together by a small chain, allowing her hobbled feet to step no more than four wobbling inches. The black cloth bag, pulled over her head & tied with a drawstring around her neck, deprived her of sight. Her balance was precarious at best. Every time he pushed her, she stumbled and he had to catch her by the upper arm; his strong fingers digging into her flesh, his knuckles rubbing against the side of her left breast. She was wearing only a short t-shirt and panties; both garments were soiled and dank with perspiration & old urine after so many days...how many days had it been?...unwashed and clinging to her body.

Beneath the hood she was crying; bitter, salty, heavy tears which escaped from behind the cloth strip tightly fastened over her eyes. There was no possibility of escape from this man; he took no chances. The sickening taste of new rubber filled her mouth, threatening to make her throw up. A big ball forced her jaws apart and made them ache horribly, her teeth dug into its semi-hard surface; no amount of pushing with her trapped tongue could dislodge the thing which cruelly wedged her mouth as wide open as physically possible. She kept trying though she knew that it was a useless effort; the gag was escape-proof, it was fixed to her face via a harness of straps which buckled around the top of her head, underneath her jaw and behind her ears.

When she first saw the ball gag, she begged and then resisted, but he meant to use it, he intended to keep her quiet and when she closed her mouth and tried to turn her head away from the approaching ball, he took her left nipple between finger and thumb and squeezed it so hard that she yelled and wriggled. However, she was tied down securely - wrists strapped behind her back, ankles tethered to the lower bedposts and a couple of ropes passed under the bed and over her body, so she could not struggle effectively enough to loosen his grip. He offered to let go of the nipple if she accepted the gag. When she shook her head, he instantly increased the pressure of his fingers and said: “It’s up to you, either let me gag you or it’ll hurt worse!”

Defeated, unable to stand more pain, she gasped: “OK!, OK!” and tasted the ball. On...was it the second day?...she’d tried to fight when (as she was allowed her to drink - a rare moment without the gag stopping her speech) he responded to pleas about the discomfort of always laying on top of her pinioned wrists. When he leaned over to unfasten her hands, she rolled onto her back and lashed out at his eyes, but missed as he flinched, merely drawing blood by raking her nails across his right earlobe. The man was so much stronger, he controlled her flailing arms easily, rolled her back onto her belly and strapped her wrists behind her again. It was the last time he would attempt to make her more comfortable by binding her differently.

Now, helpless, disoriented, barely-dressed and cold in the night air, she was being taken outside the house. Small, tottering step by small, tottering step, she felt the gravel of the driveway beneath her bare feet as he urged her on.

“Don’t stop! If you pause again, I’ll have to shock you”.

...She remembered the shocking device; on the way to the bathroom...Oh God! the humiliation of being forced to urinate & evacuate her bowels while he watched...he not only watched, but compelled her to sit on the cold porcelain rim, not the wooden seat & made her open her knees as wide apart as she could splay them. On the night he caught her, she'd struggled & tried to complain when it became obvious that he was going to literally take her to the restroom & wipe her ass & genitals for her. The smirk on his face & the shake of his head when she turned to give him access to the wrist strap told the whole story. Horrified, she pulled away from him, making desperate, animal-like sounds behind the gag...then she felt unspeakable pain and her body folded, quivering, twitching in every muscle and joint, beyond her control. The memory of hitting the floor, releasing warm urine as her bladder spasmed, wetting her panties & soaking her legs remained fresh & haunting...

She shook her head fervently.

“OK, but keep moving!”

Her naked right thigh touched the cold metal of a motor vehicle; the fender and license plate were lower down; the click and squeal of a trunk being opened told her that she was at the back end of the car. He put an arm around her waist, ran his hand up the leg nearest to him, lifted up her left knee and guided her into the trunk. She began to whimper and complain; he shushed her and asked again, in a stern tone, if she wanted to be shocked. She shut up quickly. He laid her inside the trunk, then pulled her feet up behind her and clipped the chain between her ankle straps to the strap around her wrists. Bent double, wrists and ankles immoblised, blindfolded, hooded and gagged, only tactile sensations were left as he ran his hands around her arms and legs, checking the restraints. He made a satisfied noise and put his mouth close to her ear.

He whispered: “You’ve been a good girl, when we get where we’re going, you will be able to bathe and change your clothes.”

He was not telling the truth.

[MaskedDreamDate]

Originally Posted by Analise2013

Hey all you rp guys!

5'1", 100 pound redhead looking for a man or couple to capture and torture me. Electroshock, beatings, rape, chains, I really need to be taught to behave.

I think I have room for you in my dungeon............:-)

[Analise2013]

Well I don't take up a lot of space thankfully.

[StalkHer]

I have time today.

[Ltfc01]

not talking anymore?? Left u a PM!!! We have PM a couple times before!

[bruised-julie]

i would love to rape you :-)