Elisa tapped on her keyboard and adjusted the lamp facing her to make sure she had good lighting as she waited for Wilson to join the call. Everything was prepared, he may have been on the other side of the continent right now, but that didn’t mean that she could enjoy things through the digital world, just like he was there with him. Finally his face appeared on the screen. “Hey!” He said before his eyes popped open.

Elisa laughed at his expression before striking a pose. She had dressed up sexy today for him, in a black strapless minidress, stockings, and black leather thigh high boots with a tall heel. She knew he loved the looks of her legs in boots and she stood back from the camera so he could get an eyeful of them. “You look beautiful.” He breathed as he took her in.

Twirling around, Elisa unveiled the next part of her surprise as she held up a coil of rope. “And I’m going to be your prisoner as well tonight.” She said with a coy grin.

They played these games occasionally when he was away and not able to tie her up himself, so Wilson already knew how to start. That is, if he wanted to. “Wait, let me enjoy the view for a minute here.” He said to Elisa’s amusement. “You don’t pull this look out every often.”

She rolled her eyes. “If I let you see me like this too much it’ll ruin the impact for moments like these you know.”

“I wouldn’t complain.”

She laughed. “Of course not.”

Finally he decided it was time to start. “Ok, tie those sexy boots up, ankles crossed.”

Elisa made a face but she was already prepared for the scenario. As everything was already on the bed. Coils of rope, handcuffs, her favourite ballgag, a blindfold, collar, and a couple of straps that probably wouldn’t get used tonight. She got to work, sitting up on the bed and crossing her ankles so that Wilson had a good view of her self-bondage. “Excellent.” He said as her ankles were knotted off and she gave an experimental flex, causing her boots to squeak. “Now the rest of your legs, above and below the knee and thighs.”

Elisa got into the groove pretty quickly. Coils of rope soon appeared around her legs, rendering her immobile very quickly as she rocked from side to side to make sure that Wilson could see all of it. “Chest harness next.”

She wasn’t sure if he was taking screenshots of her as she did this but it didn’t matter too much as she worked carefully to apply the harness above and below her breasts. Her dress did get tugged down a little, exposing a good deal of cleavage to him and turned to shake it in his direction. If he wasn’t taking any screenshots yet for their digital cloud storage, he most certainly was now she thought to herself with a laugh. “Makes your breasts stand out very nicely.” He said.

“Stare to your heart's content.” Elisa finally laughed out loud and shook her breasts at the camera again. “Those pixels HD enough for you?”

That caused Wilson to laugh as well. “Alright enough backtalk out of you, collar and gag!”

Turning behind her to grab the leather collar, she quickly buckled it around her neck before she picked up the black ballgag. With a teasing look back at the camera, she tossed her hair so it would be out of the way and inserted the ballgag between her teeth and buckled it in place. Letting out a low moan as she bit into the ball, she gave a pleading look back towards Wilson’s image on the computer. “Picture perfect.” He said, giving her a thumbs up.

Even on a computer screen, he looked so cute as he drank her in. Elisa loved him. “And now the final piece, the hands.”

Holding up the handcuffs, for dramatic effect she slowly closed the cuff around her left wrist. One by one, the ratchets clicked until it was cold metal was tight around her wrist. Then she swung her wrists behind her and latched the second one, making her completely helpless until she got to the key sitting beside her computer. In hindsight, not her best spot since with her ankles cross bound, it was going to be rather difficult. She spent a few minutes posing and squirming, and definitely getting Wilson hard but he couldn’t touch her, instead he had to just deal with a digital image of her. Then to her annoyance, her phone began vibrating off to the side and a notification popped up on the screen. Call from Amber. As the Apple default ringtone began to play from her computer.

Not now. Elisa groaned as Wilson’s face was now covered with a smiling picture of Amber as her phone buzzed away. The call also muted all of the other computer audio, which meant that she could not see or hear Wilson’s muted shouts and attempts to get her attention as the man who had snuck into the room behind her struck.

With one of the fighting parties bound and gagged, it wasn’t a very fair fight. The man dressed in black with a balaclava pulled over his face easily manhandled Elisa onto the bed, shoving her down on her stomach and pulling her ankles back so they were pressed against her butt. Feeling her boot heels in her hands, Elisa writhed as her ankles ropes were connected to her handcuff chain, causing the metal to bite deep into her skin as her body was pulled taut.

Stepping over to her computer, her attacker quickly hit the mute button and smiled as he saw Wilson frantically calling 911 on his phone. “Guess we don’t have long, sweetie.” He said. “Let’s make sure you’re nice and comfy before we take you on a ride.

His words threw Alisa into even more of a frenzy as she struggled and rolled on the bed, desperate to get free from this madman and hoping that the cavalry might just be able to arrive in time but she was only delaying the inevitable. Climbing onto the bed, the man grabbed one of her lengths of rope and while straddling her bound body, easily roped her elbows together. Yoga kept her flexible, and that flexibility was on full display as her elbows were pressed together, causing her to cry out into the ballgag and welded in place. Rope soon replaced the handcuffs around her wrists and more rope was wrapped around her forearms. Then just for good measure, he tied off a waist rope and yanked it up between her legs, causing extreme discomfort and tied it all off to her wrists and put her back into a hogtie.

Standing back up. “Whew. Well princess, your boyfriend over there might have called in the cavalry already but it’s time to say goodbye. Thanks for packaging yourself up for me, it makes these so simple for me.”

He waved to Wilson on the screen, who had tears streaming down his cheeks as he shouted from across the country. “Say goodbye princess.” He said as he positioned Elisa so she could see the screen.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks as well as she saw her boyfriend in the hysterical state he was in, and soon she saw nothing as her blindfold was buckled over her eyes. “Now, let’s go. This abduction won’t be complete without a princess in the back of my van!”