A company called “Liberation"

‘Where are we?’ he asked and I said it was best he didn’t know. Once inside he asked ‘what happens now?’

‘Well we wait a few days for your parents to become concerned and then we send a video of your kidnap. We wait a little longer and then send the ransom demand. Hopefully you father will pay quickly and we can go our separate ways.’

‘What do you get out of this?’ he asked – a question he should have asked at the start!

‘Well naturally I will expect a large cut of the ransom; after all I have incurred heavy expenses!’ I said and he nodded. He hadn’t asked what percentage nor had he asked how I was so good at organising this!

‘What do we do to pass the time?’ he said, a smile crossing his face. ‘Well as this is a kidnap scenario I think you know what I am going to do’. I said carefully and he nodded warily.

‘Can I at least get out of these clothes?’ he asked but I waggled my finger and picked up a set of handcuffs from a table. I quickly restrained his wrists in front of him. ‘Not just yet!’

I led him down a central corridor and into a room at the end. We could have been in the Hamburg dungeon. As the door clicked closed I dimmed the lighting and said; ‘I think my kidnap victim needs to know who is in charge!’

As he looked perplexed I pulled a velvet bag over his head and tightened a draw string around his neck. I knew the bag would block all the light. ‘Kidnap victims often spend hours in darkness’; I said pushing him towards a bench set in the middle of the room.

In no time he was strapped tightly to the bench lying on his back. ‘Kidnap victims are often restrained for long periods to ensure they can’t escape’, I said drawing a finger nail over his cock as it grew erect. ‘As a matter of fact the US Government use diapers on their prisoners when transporting them. Perhaps you might need one later!’

‘Kidnap victims are often gagged for periods to stop them trying to persuade their captors to let them go.’ As I said that I wrapped duct tape around the bag and over his mouth.

‘So now Pete, you are bound, gagged and blindfolded, you have no idea where you are and apart from me and the pilot no-one else does either (I forgot to mention my team but those are mere details!). I think you will agree you have put yourself at my mercy. Your only hope is that I will let you go.’

I flipped the skirt back and pulled his panties down to reveal his straining cock. ‘This male appendage can be a thing of pleasure but to a kidnapper it can be a thing of torture, should that be required.’ To reinforce my point I squeezed the shaft hard and he gave a muffled scream in response.

Without warning I operated a lever under the bench and his whole body was tilted down. I picked up a jug of water and dribbled it over the bag. He choked as water filled his nose and with his mouth gagged he started to suffocate.

His penis was now fully erect and, as I poured more water over the bag I jerked him off. I quickly brought the table up to horizontal and removed the bag. He spluttered; ‘you could have killed me!’ but I laughed, ‘but I didn’t and I bet your orgasm was even more satisfying than usual!’ He said nothing but I could tell it was.

I undid the straps and walked out of the room. He followed me and when we got to one of the bedrooms he asked; ‘can I get changed now?’ and I nodded.

He expressed annoyance that the wardrobe only contained cheap grey jogging tops and bottoms and no underwear. I told him to be grateful there was something his size.