Kidnapped

Kidnapped

A Story by augustus
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An innocent is captured and helpless!

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He had been out walking home from the pub when he was suddenly overpowered by an unknown number of people. He was pushed to the ground and a black bag placed over his head. His hands were tied together and a tape was applied round his ankles.
Trussed up like  chicken ready for cooking.

He tried calling for help but a gag had been stuffed into his mouth. He struggled as much as his bonds would allow him, but without success. Suddenly, he was lifted into the air by a number of hands and dumped on to the floor of what he thought was a van smelling of bread. 

He could hear the van start up and begin to travel over uneven roads and stopping and starting when he could hear other traffic noises. His captors weren't talking to each other so he had no idea who was carrying out this ridiculous joke. If it was a joke? 
He had no idea who would go to such lengths to abduct him in this fashion. He was a thirty year old with his own business. He had a moderate income and savings that was boosted by a large sum inherited from his father. His girl friend had dumped him after an argument over who should be the dominant partner in their sex games.

He was still puzzling over who would go to such lengths to incapacitate him like this and he was finding it decidedly uncomfortable being bumped about on the floor of a  van. Fortunately, his ordeal was nearly over. The van had stopped and voices could be heard in the distance. The doors were opened and he could feel the cold air before several pairs of hands lifted him out of the vehicle carrying him over rough ground. His captors were finding it difficult walking over the ground carrying him as they were. Curses could be heard and he swore they were female voices.

They hadn't gone very far as he knew they had entered a building that smelt of horses. He was propped upright against a brick wall whilst someone began to cut his clothes. They were gradually stripping him naked as he could feel hands levering off his trousers and underpants. When he was completely naked leather bonds were being placed around his torso. Suddenly, he felt himself being lifted up off the concrete floor. 

The bag over his head was causing him to sweat and when the gag was removed he breathed a sigh of relief. He knew a door was being opened and closed because he feel the draught of cold air against his exposed buttocks. He couldn't make out whether the muttered voices he could hear were male or female. Suddenly, the bag was lifted off of his head and through squinted eyes he could make out the beams of a barn. Looking around him he could see several hooded figures. 

His anger was increasing and he began to struggle against his bonds. A hand came up from one of the hooded figures and began to stroke his flaccid penis. He knew it was a female due to the long painted nails that were drawing his foreskin backwards and forwards over his glistening glans. She was now stroking it fiercely and as he was about to ejaculate she took him in her mouth. The sensation of sucking and licking was delightful and only increased his desire for more. Before he could release his semen the mouth was withdrawn.

"Alright you've had your fun, now tell me why are you doing this?"

A voice came from the group of hooded figures.

"Will you admit to being a pervert and an abuser of young children. And do you confess to raping a twelve year old girl in the woods next to the school?"

"No. Certainly not.I have never ever abused children and most certainly never raped a school girl!"

"Before we cut off your c**k and let you bleed to death do you admit to committing these offences Derek Chervil?"

"Who? Did you say"? That's not me! My name is Trevor James and I've never had any dealings with children!"

Racking his brain to try and convince them of his true identity he began to recite all the names of his friends and few relatives. He even told them of the time he had been out helping with the search for the little girl who had been raped and abandoned in the woods. 

Exhausted, he hung his head and waited to see what their reactions would be. He could see that they were using their mobile 'phones.After a great deal of arguing among themselves he was approached by a lone figure. 

"We have information that you have a tattoo on the left cheek of your bum.Is this correct and what is it?"

" Yes I do have a tattoo of a unicorn on my bottom but it's on my RIGHT buttock not my left!"

Alright! Alright. It's becoming obvious to us that we've made a mistake and you are not the man we wanted. If we cut you down and invite you to have sex with any woman here, will you forget what has happened here?"


"Are you serious about,me having any woman here?"

He couldn't believe his ears and immediately began to feel his c**k beginning to rise. His bonds were being cut loose and naked in front of these hooded creatures he felt rather sexy. He was offered a chair and invited to sit whilst the women began to disrobe. Much to his surprise he could see that they were all naked and had painted bodies. He thought he recognised one of the women but he couldn't be sure.

Two of the women pulled him out of the chair and began to apply sweet scented oils to his torso. They were enjoying themselves by lingering over his now very stiff and upright penis. Trevor was now in seventh heaven. He had the pick of any woman there in the barn. 

Hold on a minute, he thought! If I had been that chap Chervil what the devil would have happened? Would they have carried out their threat to emasculate him and leave him to die? It was about two hours later when completely exhausted and drained he realised that the women were having the time of their lives enjoying uncomplicated sex with a virile man. Some of them were of an age when breasts were drooping and stomachs were bulging over hairy vaginas.There were younger women there who readily posed themselves over straw bales so he could thrust his penis into gaping and wet vaginas. He could have sworn he had fucked one of the women before. It was the way she pulled him into her and offered her pert and hard nippled breasts for him to lick and suck.

Was there a chap called Chervil and what on earth would have caused all these females to gang up and dress themselves in hooded cloaks over naked painted bodies? 
Later, after having a black bag fiercely planted over his head and wrists manacled, he was frogmarched into the bread van to be driven and dumped back outside the pub.
When free of his bonds he quickly dressed and stumbled back into the pub. 

With undue haste he quickly downed two pints of ale and began to tell all his mates just what he had been through.

 " You've been dreaming again  and pull the other one you daft bugger!" Was the response he got from everyone!
He knew he hadn't dreamed it all and after downing his beers he left the pub. With any luck he might meet one of the women he had seen and had sex with in the barn.



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How fun. Scary of course, but a very nice ending.

Posted 4 Months Ago


Oh my goodness - what is wrong with hvysmker? Couldn't he just sit back and enjoy your fantasy? I thought it was fun. Honestly he doesn't, from his picture anyway, look like a fun loving kind of guy. I'm somewhat older myself, soon to be 79, and I appreciate a good romp in the hay story.
Take care - Dave

Posted 5 Months Ago


First of all, I’m from the US and know little of the King’s English. Also, much of my crit will be only my own opinion. I’ve been known to be wrong before and probably will be again.
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He had been out walking home from the pub when he was suddenly overpowered by an unknown number of people. He was pushed to the ground and a black bag placed over his head. His hands were tied together and a tape was applied round his ankles.
Trussed up like chicken ready for cooking.
* Since this first paragraph is the “Hook”, it needs to hook the reader like a fish, enticing him to continue. This seems like a newspaper entry. Let me show you:
“On leaving the pub, he was grabbed, forced to the ground by sheer numbers. Kicking and screaming, a black bag was tightened over his head. Frightened but unable to resist, he ended up trussed like a chicken.”

He could hear the van start up and begin to travel over uneven roads and stopping and starting when he could hear other traffic noises.
* Needs work? Something like: “He could hear the van start and surge from the curb. It was soon bumping over uneven roads, sometimes stopping, then starting again – probably intersections.” Formatting is bad between paragraphs, maybe the editor?

He had no idea who would go to such lengths to abduct him in this fashion. He was a thirty year old with his own business. He had a moderate income and savings that was boosted by a large sum inherited from his father.
* Whoops! He just contradicted himself in the same paragraph. I’d drop that first sentence?

He was still puzzling over who would go to such lengths to incapacitate him like this and he was finding it decidedly uncomfortable being bumped about on the floor of a van. Fortunately, his ordeal was nearly over.
* I’d split the paragraph at “Fortunately”?

They hadn't gone very far as he knew they had entered a building that smelt of horses.
* Needs work?

They were gradually stripping him naked as he could feel hands levering off his trousers and underpants.
* Needs work? Actually, I’d simply lose it as not needed.

The bag over his head was causing him to sweat and when the gag was removed he breathed a sigh of relief.
* Could the gag be removed without taking the bag off?

He knew a door was being opened and closed because he feel the draught of cold air against his exposed buttocks.
* felt

His anger was increasing and he began to struggle against his bonds. A hand came up from one of the hooded figures and began to stroke his flaccid penis. He knew it was a female due to the long painted nails that were drawing his foreskin backwards and forwards over his glistening glans. She was now stroking it fiercely and as he was about to ejaculate she took him in her mouth. The sensation of sucking and licking was delightful and only increased his desire for more. Before he could release his semen the mouth was withdrawn.
* Good except for the overuse of the word “his” and “he”, many of which can be eliminated?

"Who? Did you say"? That's not me! My name is Trevor James and I've never had any dealings with children!"
* I’d move that question mark inside the quote? Too many quotation marks in one paragraph for my liking.

Alright! Alright. It's becoming obvious to us that we've made a mistake and you are not the man we wanted. If we cut you down and invite you to have any woman here, will you forget what has happened here?"
* Uh, just doesn’t offer sound right to me. Like an immature teenage solution. Maybe rewrite it a bit, introducing a woman at the pub trying to find that Derek and settling on him, thereby causing the trouble. When he’s cleared she might feel sorry for him and, after the hoopla is over, give him a guilt f**k as compensation.

He couldn't believe his ears and immediately began to feel his c**k beginning to rise. His bonds were being cut loose and naked in front of these hooded creatures he felt rather sexy.
* Na! Under those circumstances I can’t picture. that reaction. I’d be angry and only want out. How could I trust them after that initial violence? Besides, they might be looking for your reaction; one that COULD reveal him as some sort of abnormal sex addict.

He was offered a chair and invited to sit whilst the women began to disrobe. Much to his surprise he could see that they were all naked and had painted bodies.
* If he watches them disrobe, how could he be surprised by ther nudity. I’d cut out that part of the above sentence?

I think the story has possibilities but needs work, mostly to show emotion and more realism.

Back in the early days of the Internet, long before the WWW, I vwas challenged to write pornography. To that end, I downloaded hundreds of short stories from USENET newsgroups. Back then there were no computer graphics, no photos.

I found most were short and unrealistic, such as cutting the penises off boys and dressing them as schoolgirls. Many were of kidnapping men or women as sex slaves, forcing the captive into nasty and impossible sex acts. Almost invariably, the captive would end up loving the abuse.

The last part of your story smacks of those old efforts. Not really believable.

Charlie

Posted 5 Months Ago


augustus

5 Months Ago

Good heavens above! Are you sure that is a critique?
More like a re-write!
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im kind of diggin this. are you plannin on writing more?

Posted 5 Months Ago


augustus

5 Months Ago

I just can't stop the flow! Good of you to dig my stuff!
Very detailed.......
_Jovilious_

Posted 5 Months Ago


augustus

5 Months Ago

Thank you kindly! I do try to keep it interesting!
I was just sure he'd been abducted by a gang of sex-starved women, and if so, it would beat any lame fantasy I've ever had. Are you going to continue? Seems that it begs for more.

Posted 5 Months Ago


augustus

5 Months Ago

You bet it will succeed!
This one could run and run!

Posted 5 Months Ago



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