I came to upon hearing the sound of pebbles hitting the undercarriage and in the wheel wells. I assumed that the vehicle had just turned onto a gravel road. My hands and feet are bound and I have a gag stuffed into my mouth and covered it with duct tape. Having just awakened I'm unsure how long or how far we've been traveling.
Unable to call out for help and unable to move, I struggled to get free but whatever I was bound with was just too strong to break. I am surrounded by darkness and come to realize that I am locked in the trunk. I'm not sure how I ended up in here or why. I feel a bit woozy as though I'd been drugged.
My head aches and I desperately try to remain calm so as to conserve oxygen. I try to think but I'm unable to put together a cohesive thought. It must have been one powerful sedative. The only thing that is real is the dull thumping inside of my head and the pain I feel every time the car accelerates, comes to s sudden stop or when turning a corner.
That pain is due to something with a hard dull edge keeps slamming into my back. It also prevents me from rolling off my side onto my back because there is a long hard object behind me. The vehicle hit a pothole of some sort and I bounce enough to come up off the floor of the trunk and slam back down against the hard object behind me. I scream silently in pain thanks to the gag.
I am noticing the cold as there is no heat in the trunk. When we left the hour earlier in the evening it was already 30˚F. The clear late autumn sky was devoid of any heavenly bodies and was ink black in color. I was missing the coat I wore to the party and obviously not dressed for the cold weather.
However, the cold air is helping to clear my head and with my mind less foggy I start to remember some details like the temperature, my coat and the sky as we left the house. I remember now, it's Halloween and my wife Deborah, everyone calls her Deb, and I (Steve Fuller) went to a costume party at our friends Joe and Debbie Sparacini's home.
Deb was dressed like Marilyn Monroe in a little white dress. She had her blonde hair cut and curled to look like Marilyn and like Marilyn the 32D boobs were all hers. I planned on going as President Kennedy. Deb said wearing a suit to a costume party is boring and lacked imagination. Instead she ordered a Batman costume. While unoriginal, it did look very cool.
I remember arriving and making the rounds. I'm positive I only had one glass of "witch's brew", a concoction that Joe makes every year with vodka, fruit punch, ginger ale and some dry ice to give it a smoking effect. He even had a cauldron like punch bowl to serve it in.
I now recall that Jason Marlow brought it to me. It was ironic that he was dressed in just a suit and tie. Funny, I seem to recall that Jason had spent a great deal of time talking to Deb. Jason just divorced his wife Nancy because he was caught cheating with his secretary.
After the divorce Nancy moved out of state. I guess Joe felt that even though the divorce was Jason's fault he could invite him since Nancy was out of the picture. Jason was Joe's best friend since high school. He had told me that Jason had initially taken the divorce hard but had recently started to become more like his old self of late.
I took occasional glances there direction and after we had been there about an hour I noticed that Deb and Jason were not in the room. I decided I had better keep a closer look out for my wife. All of a sudden I remember feeling lightheaded and extremely sleepy. I went toward the spare bedroom downstairs to get our coats.
Oh God! I remember that I opened the door and saw Deb on all fours on the bed with her dress hiked up with Jason pounding his cock into her for all he was worth. They were so busy that they didn't hear me open or close the door. I shouted, "You cheating bastard and his slut!" I lunged toward the bed looking to beat the crap out of Jason.
Before I got there the lights went out and I woke up here all bound and gagged inside this trunk. The car was moving slowly and continued on for about ten minutes (my guess) before coming to a complete stop. The engine remained running and I heard a car door open. Then I heard the pop of the trunk latch being released and as the lid opened I saw Jason standing over me.
I heard another door open and close except it came from a second vehicle. Jason was then joined by my wife. She had changed out of the dress and was wearing her black ski pants and jacket. She and Jason removed me from the trunk and leaned me up against the car. I was confused wondering why they would drag me out here just after leaving the party. If I suddenly disappeared it would be suspicious.
"Tell him baby!" I heard my formerly loving and devoted wife say to that asshole.
I kept my eyes on Deb as Jason began, "It's like this Steve old buddy. I've been banging your wife for going on six months now. It seems she just can't get enough of my big fat cock. She has grown tired of you. Not just fucking you but of you period! She told me that you have a great deal of money and a large life insurance policy. So I conceived the perfect plan to get rid of you, permanently!"
Deb decided to chime in, "I'm sorry Steve but I'm in love with Jason! If we got a divorce I wouldn't get hardly anything due to the iron-clad prenup you had me sign. Nancy took Jason to the cleaners in the divorce and he has nothing but a small efficiency apartment and he is broke due to the alimony he has to pony up to his bitch of an ex-wife, so Jason came up with the perfect solution."
"I think it's as brilliant as it is foolproof and I hope you agree Steve, Jason was chomping at the bit to fill me in, we knocked you out with a drug that quickly metabolizes and doesn't leave a trace in small doses. While you were out we wrapped your wrists and ankles in foam rubber before putting the cuffs and ankle chains on.
When you "passed out" at the party I "volunteered" to help Deb get you home while she drove your car back. I shoved you into the trunk of my car. Deb brought your car here. In a moment I'm going to give you a whiff of the drug, just enough to incapacitate you. Then we'll put you in your car behind the wheel.
