When the weather was nice, she liked to sit in the park near her office building after work for a while. Read a book, watch people go by, unwind. this particular afternoon, a man approached her as she was sitting on her favourite bench and asked her if she had the time. He was well-dressed and nice looking and she was sure she had seen him before a few times in her building, and so she smiled and told him, "It's five-thirty."
He didn't continue on his way, but surprised her by sitting down on the bench right next to her.
"You know, I've seen you around a few times and always thought you had a great smile," he said, and she blushed a little, unused to compliments and nervous that he was sitting so close to her - almost touching. He moved his hand up and placed it on her thigh, and she started to get up, flustered. He had grabbed hold of her jacket and pulled her back down to him, and putting his face against her, whispered into her ear, "Please don't run away. I'd...like to get to know you better. And besides, I'd hate to have to ruin your pretty face with my knife..."
She felt something cold and hard press up against her just underneath her breast, and he pressed just a little more firmly with it as he bit gently down on her neck, going down to the open collar of her blouse. She was barely breathing as he took her arm and led her alongside him through the park and along a street for a few minutes, eventually stopping where his car was parked. He held onto her wrists firmly and pinned her against the car with his body. He kissed her firmly and said "From now on, you do everything I say without hesitation, otherwise I'll have to hurt you." She nodded quickly, afraid.
In a swift movement, he took a pair of handcuffs from his pocket and snapped them onto her, locking her hands behind her back. She noticed that they weren't quite like metal police cuffs, but made of leather and having some kind of locking mechanism on the outside. She pulled at them but there was no way to get them off, and he smiled at her as she struggled against them. He opened the passenger side front door of his car, pushed her into the seat, and clipped the seatbelt over her. They would look like any ordinary couple as he drove.
And he drove for a long time. It was dark when she awoke suddenly, the car having stopped. She panicked as she realised her hands were bound, and began to scream as she realised her situation. He reached over and slapped her across the face. "There's no one for miles in any direction to hear you," he said, "so don't bother." He got out of the car, and disappeared for a few minutes. She saw some lights go on in what looked like some kind of small farm or holiday house. When he returned, he lifted her out of the car seat, and re-snapped the cuffs in front of her, then attached a chain to them.
He walked quickly towards the house, pulling her along by the chain attached to her hands. She stumbled a few times, and fell down when she put her foot into a hole in the ground. As he pulled harder on the chain, dragging her for a little bit, she began to cry. He walked back and stood over her, and she heard a swishing noise, and then a terrible hot sting across her thighs as the riding crop he carried was used on her for the first time. "Get up, slut, or there'll be more," he said without pity.
She got up as best she could and was again led up to the house by the chain. He led her into a large room that was like no other she'd ever seen. There were strange frames attached to the walls, odd looking chair-like objects, something that looked like a padded saw horse, and, on one wall, a frighteningly impressive array of whips, floggers, cuffs, gags, dildos, and many things she couldn't identify. Throwing the chain over a rail in the ceiling, he pulled on it until her arms were held high above her head, and locked the chain into place. he then took a padded blindfold from the wall of equipment and strapped it tightly over her head, completely blocking any vision.
He leant down and removed her shoes, and she tried to kick away from him, which only earned her another stinging blow from the riding crop. She screamed out and this time remained still as he attached heavy leather cuffs to her ankles, then attached the cuffs to eyebolts placed in the floor, spreading her legs wide apart. He then adjusted the chain attached to her wrists until her body was pulled taut.
"Why are you doing this to me? Please let me go!" she said, in a vain hope to rationalise with her kidnapper. He only laughed quietly and said "Because. I saw you around, decided I liked you, and wanted you all for my own. I am going to do with you exactly as I like, you will have no choice in the matter, and you will learn to like what I do to you. By the time you are finished here, you will not want to leave."
