“Checking out sir?” The bellhop said cheerfully as Todd opened the door.

“Yes, just finished packing.” Todd stepped aside to let the young bellhop into the hotel room. Inside, several bags were set up by the door: a briefcase, a small overnight bag and beside it a large, leather suitcase wrapped with two leather straps. With a weary sigh, the bellhop moved over to it.

“Oh, I can get that...” Todd said hurriedly moving towards the suitcase.

“No no, I’d be happy to help.” The bellhop replied, stepping past him to grab the handle of the bag. He tugged on it, surprised at the weight. “Oof! You sure don’t pack light. What’s in here?”

“...souvenirs.” Todd replied with a grin. He grabbed the other two bags, which the bellhop did not dispute and led the way back to the door. The other man staggered after, half carrying, half dragging the heavy suitcase.

Down the elevator and through the lobby, Todd checked out and handed in his key while the bellhop lugged the three bags out front where the valet had Todd’s car parked and waiting. “Geez...what could be in here to make it so heavy?” The valet asked as he helped the bellhop lift it up into the trunk with a thud.

“Don’t know, but if I hear about someone stealing a load of gold bars recently, I know who to blame...” The bellhop replied. Just then, Todd came out. Smiling, he tipped both of them fifty bucks, which quickly changed their minds about him. They waved as he drove off, their minds on the unexpected windfall and not on the unusually heavy suitcase...

Three hours and a hundred miles away, Todd was grunting with exertion as he lugged the suitcase from the garage of his country house down to the basement. With relief, he set it down and got to work undoing the tight straps holding it shut.

“Mmmppphhh!!!” As the lid was opened, a young woman spilled out of the suitcase onto the concrete floor. She groaned in relief as she finally stretched out from the compact position her cramped prison had forced her into. What had started as a romantic date with a strange man she’d met the day before was turning into something far different from what she had in mind.

Her light blonde hair had come undone from its elaborate ‘do into a tangled mess. She still had on the expensive jeweled earrings and necklace but all she had of her blue silk evening dress were the torns strips covering her eyes and pulled between her teeth. Her lacy silk panties and bra were likewise missing, though the telltale bulge of her cheeks suggested where they had ended up. Finally, the young woman had her hands and feet tied with coils of thin, strong cord. While her dark stockings had given her ankles some protection, her wrists were quite red where she’d been struggling in vain for the last several hours.

“I think a diet might be in order my dear...” Todd said, messaging his back with one hand. At his feet, the captive gave an outraged grunt. It trailed off in a frightened whimper as he bent down and scooped her up, taking more care to lift with the knees and not his back. “Fortunately, we’ll have plenty of time to work on that and so much more...” He chuckled, carrying his new plaything into her cell...