Abduction
by Naughtinicki
Copyright© 2005 by Naughtinicki
Erotica Sex Story: A short story of when my Master abducted me and took me to a place not yet visited.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Mind Control Heterosexual BDSM DomSub MaleDom Light Bond .
I was leaving the party with my Master when instead of opening the door as I had expected, He turned me away from Him and placed over my eyes a blindfold.
My Master leant forward and whispered into my ear "What ever happens for here on out, you are to do as you are told, no arguments. From this moment on young lady, unless spoken to directly you will not make a sound. Nod if you understand and agree to this"
I nod, my heart is beating rapidly and I can hear my own breathing in my ears.
The door opens and I find myself being led out into the open air. W/we stop and I can hear the sound of a car door being opened. My hands are pulled behind me and leather hand restraints buckled. I'm pushed forward and land sprawled across what I can only assume is the back seat of His car. I cry out in surprise. This is not the normal way he treats me, especially out in public.
" I thought I told you to not make a sound young lady!" He sighs as if disappointed and I find something soft, it's His handkerchief being stuffed into my mouth. " Well if its too hard for you, then I'll make it easier for you!" Followed by muffled cynical laughter as He closes the car door.
My mind is full of questions I hear Him get into the car, start the engine and start to drive away. His favourite music, The Eagles is playing on the stereo and I can hear Him singing along. Where are W/we going? Back to the hotel surely? It's where we left our entire luggage etc, but if so, why all this?
I try to work out how long W/we have been driving now. It only took us possibly 10 minutes tops to get to the party, but I am sure W/we have been going longer than that. Is that the 4th or possibly the 5th track now playing on the CD?
The car stops and I can hear Him rummaging around in the glove box and then getting out of the car. The back door opens and He gently helps me to my feet.
"Do I need to repeat myself young lady?"
I shake my head to show that I have heard and understood him.
"Good, then for now I will remove the gag, but one sound and I will replace it, understood?"
Once again I nod, but keep perfectly silent as the handkerchief is removed from my mouth.
I am lead slowly but firmly through two sets of doors, up some stairs and I can hear a key being placed in a door. Is this our hotel room or not? Surely he wouldn't have brought me through reception like this, would He?
I get the feeling of embarrassment wash over me, surely not!
I sniff the air, trying to see if this is our room or not, but too be honest I can't tell.
I hear the sound of His lighter and smell the aroma of His pipe... mmmmmmmm...
I'm brought back to the present by Him removing my coat, and slowly but surely he starts to strip me.
"Raise you foot young lady" He removes one shoe and then the other, next comes my stockings. I can feel his fingertips running down the inside of my thighs as he draws them down and over each foot. I let out a sigh," Do I need to gag you again young lady? If not, I suggest you remain perfectly silent. I WILL NOT TELL YOU AGAIN!"
My mind by now is screaming out to me, I cannot see anything only the feel of my Masters hands as he continues to undress me and the comforting smell of His pipe tobacco.
Next comes off my skirt, my panties and suspenders soon follow. I now know He's deliberately teasing me. As he removes my panties his fingers stray between my legs and touch that spot only He knows makes me fly. I hear Him chuckle as I squirm trying not to make a sound as he teases me.
He walks around behind me " Raise your arms young lady" I do so and feel his hands go up the side of my body under my top as he slowly removes it over my head and unclasps my bra. I am stood now naked, my whole body on heat and waiting for His touch.
Silence reigns, the only sound is the sound of my own breathing and the echo of my heart beat in my ears. Where is He now? Is He still behind me or not? I strain to hear but nothing!
Suddenly I hear the clinking of chains and the gentle tugging of my wrists. My hands are placed in cuffs and drawn up above my head and I feel the handcuffs click into something. I pull against them but find my arms have been suspended above my head. My God, this can't be our hotel room, so where are W/we?
I start to shiver slightly and my breathing starts to quicken.
" Shhhhhhhhhh my little one" He whispers in my ear from behind me " Do you trust me?" I nod in reply. " Then do as you were told and just FEEEEEEEL"
I can feel your breath on me Master, but I can't place you. Every now and again a light stroke, a caress touches me, pinches me, and slaps me. From where I can't say, how hard I can't judge. Some in quick succession others seem minutes apart.
You tease me; pulling my nipples, stroking between my legs, slipping fingers where you will, but just for a few seconds, just enough to torment but not please me.
One minute you are suckling my nipple the next hot wax falls on it, you squeeze it really hard and then put nipple clamps on me. I want to scream out but I can't my mind tells me, its forbidden! And so the only screams are those inside my head.
I can feel the nipple clamps pulling on my nipples, and then...
I feel the flogger on my shoulders. Gently at first, but even the slightest touch sends sensations through the nipple clamps and I feel myself getting turned on more and more. The strokes start to land heavier and heavier, I twist to try and get away.
" Stand still young lady! Do you want to be like this ALL night? " I shake my head vehemently and I silently cry inside my head nooooooooooooo! But no one hears this but me! I make a promise in my head to remain still.
I feel you tracing my back with the pinwheel, making me jump, then more hot wax. All the time the nipple clamps straining from my breast and I'm starting to leak between my legs.
I feel your hands come round me, going near but never actually touching that place I so much want you to touch. I strain against your hand, trying to get closer to you, but you glance by and laugh that devilish laugh that means you know full well how much this is tormenting me.
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