I couldn't stop thinking about it as an unknown song plays in the background of my car, the previous show about strange things you can buy online mentioned kidnappers, professional kidnapping services for those who want to live out such fantasies. I wonder who would go that far, I'm kinky but I just leave it at selfbondage over the weekend and a few roleplay sessions with like minded people.
As I pull into the driveway I begin to think about what it would be like to be kidnapped, I step out of my car and walk to the front door, as I walk in and close the door and hand covers my mouth as my arms are grabbed and forced back, followed by a click of handcuffs. I snap out of my fantasy, that's all it should be, I fight off the urge to play with my now semi erect cock and pick up the post and walk into the kitchen, part of me is disappointed by the quiet room, no one is hiding round the corner to grab me like in my fantasy. Flicking the kettle on I make a cup of tea and check the letters, nothing exciting like a ransom letter or a note from a stalker, unless you count the electric company sending a ludicrous bill as holding you ransom.
Unable to get my mind off the idea of being kidnapped I turn on my computer, maybe watching some kidnap porn will satisfy me. As I open the browser something comes over me and I begin to search for such kidnap agencies, my heart freezes as I find one. No, I'm going to far, just watch a video and get on with the rest of the day.
Several days have past and I'm still thinking about it, I keep imagining myself being kidnapped, tied up and held hostage as my captor tries to get ransom money and threatens to abuse me if they don't pay up. No longer able to resist I look at the site again and find out how you arrange a kidnapping, first you have to make an account, playing with my cock I create a new email account, not wanting to use my personal or work email and fill in my details and create my account. I stop, what am I doing? I close the window and try to forget the idea.
A week later and for once or twice a day for the whole week I've cum to the idea of being kidnapped for real. I've had enough, clearly this wasn't just a one off fantasy but something that I won't be satisfied with until I do it, so I log back into the site and begin filling out details.
Target: I type in my name and attach a photo.
Location: I type in my address.
Date: I type 19:00 tomorrow.
Ransom: £10,000.
Instructions on how to capture target: they leave their backdoor unlocked, sneak up and ballgag them, handcuff them and place a bag over their head before transporting them to holding location. Upon getting to holding Location remove cuffs and order them to strip naked, then restrain them again.
Instructions on how to proceed if ransom isn't paid: threaten to beat and rape target, send pictures and video as evidence. If that doesn't work threaten to sell them into slavery.
Time limit: I type 7 days, I have a week off of work, I continue, send ransom note after 24 hours, send first threat 48 hours, by day 3 beat and rape slave and send pictures and video with a warning about continuous rapes and beatings and selling them into slavery after day 7.
Any further details: keep victim gagged, restrained and naked at all times. After first rape victim is free to use as much as wanted.
Contact information to send ransom to: I enter my personal email address, that way I will have the pictures and videos to watch when I am freed.
Heart beating fast I fill in billing details, it was very realistic, I even had the option of a different ransom billing account, I clicked same as billing account and then hit apply. I sit there for a minute, what have I just done? How stupid am I? But my hard cock gets my attention and I quickly cum to the idea of my upcoming kidnap.
I look at the clock, 18:55, in five minutes I will be kidnapped and held captive for a week, my cock twitches but there's no time for a quick wank, I instead boil the kettle for one last drink. I'd spent most of the day getting myself ready, got home from work early and washed and shaved everywhere, I want to look good for my kidnapper. As I take a sip of my tea I hear my backdoor open quietly and my heart starts to beat fast with anticipation, this is it, it's actually happening, I stay standing in the kitchen looking away from the door, I don't want to break character.
Suddenly a ballgag drops over my head and is jammed into my mouth, I scream into my gag in surprise and flail my arms around until they're roughly grabbed, pulled behind my back and cuffed, before I can react my world goes darknas a bag is place over my head. I feel my capture start pulling and guiding me through my home and I playfully struggle and cry into my gag, acting the victim, as I'm led outside. I hear the sound of a van door slide open and I'm shoved inside landing hard on the floor. As the van begins to move I slide myself into a sitting position against the side of the van. As I continue to struggle I think to myself that these guys really play their roles seriously, this week will be fun.
I feel the van stop and hear the door slide open, hand grab me tightly and pull me up and out of the van, struggling against them I am dragged into a building. Light suddenly fills my vision as the bag is removed and I see my captors masked face for the first time. He walk behind me and undoes my cuffs and turns me around to face him.
"Strip." I stand there unmoving, part of me is genuinely starting to feel scared. My captor flicks open a knife.
"Either you strip or I cut your clothes off and return you naked. Not wanting that I quickly remove my clothes, pausing as I reach my underwear but slowly lower them and try to cover my semi hard cock with my hands before I'm turned around again and the handcuffs I locked back around my wrists, my cock getting fully erect at the sound.
"Wow, you're enjoying this? You are one kinky basterd." He grabs my arm and walks me up some stairs and shoves me into a room.
"See you later, if your ransom isn't paid soon I get to have some fun with you." I try to move away as his hand runs over my body. He puts his arm around me and pulls me close to him.
"There's no escaping me and I know you like this." At that he pushes me onto the bed and quickly leaves closing the door. Panicking I quickly get up and run to the door as I hear a locking sound, reaching it I pull on the door and scream into my gag. Trapped I sit down on the bed and look around the empty room, this is my home for the next week.
Jack smiles as he hears his new captive's muffled screams as they pulled desperately on the locked door, closing his eyes he listens, he always loves this bit, he never had a victim get a hard on like that though, they really seemed to be enjoying it, almost as of it was some sort of kinky game, some people are just strange. Entering the room next door he removes his mask and sits down at the computer and sends two emails, one to kidnapguyxxx69 saying that they had captured the target and were sending the ransom request as instructed, the second was to the email given for the ransom message informing the reader that we have the target and if we don't get £10,000 within 24 hours they'll be beaten and raped.
Jack leans back in his chair and thinks about his new prisoner and pulls out his hard cock. I hope they don't pay up.
It must have been two days since my kidnapping, all that's happened so far is a lot of nothing, just trapped in this empty room, naked, cuffed and gagged, my captor has entered a few times, either to remove my gag and feed me, at which I playfully beg for release trying to stay in character or to walk me to the bathroom where he watches me go to the toilet, which only makes my cock embarrassingly hard. But today is different, today is the deadline for my ransom and the ransom message hasn't even been read, cause there's no one to read it. I hear the lock on the door and stand up from the bed, the masked man enters, carrying a camera on a tripod and closes the door, I can see his hard cock pressing against his trousers.
"Your ransom hasn't been paid, so I have to send a message." He sets up the camera and walks towards me, knowing what's coming I fearfully move away and whimper into my gag but there's nowhere to go, I'm naked, unable to yell for help and with my hands restrained behind my back. Air escapes my lungs as I'm punched hard in the stomach and then hit in the head and then kneed in the balls, not expecting them to be this brutal I begin to beg into my gag for them to stop as I'm hit a few more times before being thrown onto the bed. Catching my breath between tearful cries and try crawling away but his body quickly lays over me, I grunt into my gag at the camera as his cock slams into my ass and he begins to roughly fuck me. The camera keeps filming as my grunts and cries turn into moans and screaming as my captor keeps pounding away deep inside me. Suddenly I feel his hand grip my throat and I struggle far air, my cuffed arms flail uselessly as I twitch and gasp to an orgasm as my captor cums inside me. Their hand releases its grip and lightheaded I take deep greedy breaths of air around my gag, as he pulls out of me and gets up. He picks up the camera and brings it close getting a good shot of my exhausted face now featuring a black eye and split lip, then moving down to get a shot of cum leaking out of my well used ass. He puts the camera away and picks up the tripod.
"That should be enough for now, you better hope they pay you ransom or you'll get a lot more of that." At that he leaves the room, I lay on the bed recovering as he locks the door. That was way more intense than I was expecting, I'd thought they'd just slap me around a bit, partnof me is starting to get scared and hoping that me ransom gets paid, only I know that there's no one there to pay it, I'm trapped here for a few more days with more of this to look forward to.
Jack had never had so much fun on a job, it's rare to be able to fuck a captive, that sort of thing is normally off limits and he has to be satisfied with masturbating to thoughts of his prisoners. They seemed to enjoy it as well the honey fucker, he really was some sort of bondage freak. As soon as I send those files off I'm making a copy of the video for myself, then I might pay them another visit, no rush though, I still have them for several days.
I'm not sure how long I've been here now, it's been hard to tell the time between all visits from my captor, they had quite a lot of stamina, more than I do, during the first two visits I raise my ass up for him and put effort in, even riden him a couple of time but by the third or fourth visits I just lay there and take it while he uses my ass as a cum dump. It must be close to release by no though and I want to leave, the excitement has worn off and I'm starting to get fed up with these same four walls, not sure how I'll explain the bruises and split lip though, he hasn't been to rough since the first time but he has slapped my face around and given me the odd punch to the stomach and balls and he's taken to giving my ass a good spank.
I here the door to my prison unlock and my captor walk through, strangely he leaves the door open. Does this mean that it's over, am I to be taken back home?
"Your ransom hasn't been paid after 7 days, so as per instructions you are to be sold into slavery and the money from that is to pay the ransom fee." What! No! I pull against my cuffs and pled into the gag that this isn't what I wanted, this was only supposed to be for 7 days and then I go home but he clearly just thinks I'm still playing along and gives me a heavy slap across the face.
"Stop whining, there's nothing you can do about it. Now let's get you ready for your buyer." At this he opens up a bag and pulls out some heavy metal restraints and chains. I try to back away as he lifts up a large metal collar and moves it towards my neck, he grabs my face by the cheeks with one hand and lows his face down to mine, looking straight into my pleading eyes.
"You've been a good captive so far, don't ruin it now, behave for your new owner like you have for me and you'll have a good life, misbehave like you are now and you can expect beatings, whippings, sleeping in a cage, shock collars, starvation, toilet duty, the dogs, castration, I've seen what happens to bad slaves and it's not pretty, be good and you'll get to sleep in your master's bed and eat full meals and maybe even wear some clothes.” Shocked by the list of possible punishments I sit still on the bed as he releases his hand and raises my chin up as he slides the collar around my neck and closes it, internal locks click the heavy cold steel ring tightly around my throat, a sign that I am owned, I'd always dreamed of wearing a collar one day but not like this. I allow him to lock similar metal cuffs around my wrists and ankles, then lock on chains connecting my ankle cuffs together and then locking my wrist cuffs together behind my back, my captor moves away for a moment allowing me to test my new restraints and I pull on them and struggle, moaning and drooling from my gag as I do.
"Now just one more thing, a specific request from your owner." He pulls out a small metal device, unlocking it the object separates into two pieces, he slides my cock and balls through the half shaped like a ring and before my cock can get to excited he slides a tiny metal tube over it and pushing it in he locks it in place, reattaching it to the ring. My cock tries in vain to get hard and I'm met with crushing pain causing me to moan sadly into my gag and try to reach my caged cock with my restrained hands.
"I agree that it's cruel but your owner wants you to only be focused on his pleasure, besides if this week is anything to go by I'm sure you'll get to cum when he fucks you. Come on time to meet your new master." At this he locks a chain to my collar and pulls me up off the bed and out of the room, I struggle a bit trying not to be delivered to my new owner but it was no use and after a few moments I obediently follow my captor to my fate. I wanted to live out my kidnap fantasy and here I now am, kidnapped and sold to someone as their slave.
Epilogue:
The money had gone through and the slave had been handed over, all that is left to do is send over the money and let the employer know what has happened. Looking more closely at the email address something catch Jack's eye, the name of the captive and the name in the email address for the ransom demands were in the same name. Curious he runs a tracing program and finds that the two email addresses came from the same IP address, not only that but the bank account of his employer was owned by the person he just sold into slavery. It can't be. I knew they were kinky but did they really pay for their own kidnapping and enslavement. That's crazy, even if it did explain a few things, like how obedient they were, how turned on they were and even how easy they were to capture, not to mention how well groomed they were. But if that’s what they want, I don’t question things, as long as I get paid. Oh well, no point in sending him the money, it’s not like he’ll have any need for it or even be able to get hold of it, might as well keep it, it’s not like he’ll complain.