"Here she comes.", Al called out from his position by the window, then headed for garage. "Showtime! ", echoed Butch as he came out of the office with Fred and they headed for the garage. They took their positions by the door at the side of the garage and waited for their victim to walk into their trap.
They'd turned the door opener off so she'd come this way rather than walk around to the front door. Al, the biggest, would grab her from behind and lift her off her feet. Fred would pull the satin pillowcase over her head and tie a piece of rope round her neck to hold it in place. Al was to hold her in a bear hug until she stopped struggling then he'd stand her up and turn her around so Butch could put the handcuffs on.
Sara pushed the button on the garage door opener as she turned into the driveway. Nothing happened. She tried again, squeezing the button harder. Again, nothing. She stopped the car at the garage door and tried again, with the same result.
"Damn! I replaced the battery in this stupid thing two weeks ago. Now I'll have to call Henry to come fix the thing." She got out of the car and reached for her briefcase. "Nah, nah, I'm not openin' you for nine whole days.", and left it there on the passenger seat. She walked, high heels clicking, to the door on the side of the garage, looking forward to her first time off in six months.
As she stepped through the door she's lifted off her feet by a pair of very strong arms and a sack is pulled over her head. Before she has a chance to react, her captor said "Keep your mouth shut an' do as you're told and you won't get hurt." She grunts as she's squeezed even harder.
"See. An' I ain't hardly tryin'. Just nod if you're gonna be a good girl and stay nice an' quiet."
She nodded jerkily and felt something tied around her neck, securing the sack.
"Good girl. I'm gonna put you down but don't get any dumb ideas about doin' something' that's gonna get us pissed off at you." He put her down and turned her around so Butch could pull her arms together and click handcuffs on her wrists. Her hands secured, he tossed her effortlessly over his shoulder.
"Now let's get inside to someplace more comfortable.", the man carrying her said. "This is gonna be bad.", she thought, her brain beginning to work. "Probably not a good idea to try to talk 'em out of it. Just do what they want Sara and try to get out of this with just a sore pussy."
The three grinned and flashed thumbs up at each other as they took her into the house, down the hall to the large family room they'd started calling the "play room". Al stood her on her feet in the center of the large open space they'd cleared to one side of the room, directly under one of the exposed beams. Butch quickly tied the rope hanging from the beam to the rope around her neck. She is surprised and puzzled they've stopped in the family room. She expected them to take her right up to her bedroom. "This isn't good, why'd we stop here.", she thinks. "Stay calm sister and just do what they say. Right! Stay calm! They're gonna fuck my brains out and I'm telling' myself to stay calm."
If Sara could see what they'd done to her family room she'd have been more concerned because she'd realize they weren't here for a just quick fuck. The couch and several arm chairs had been pushed closer to the large flat plasma screen on the end wall. The long narrow harvest table from the entrance foyer was in the center of the room with ropes and some of her padded cuffs tied to the legs. Two of her video cameras were set up on their tripods ready to record the action and the third, a handheld, sat on a nearby end table.
She stood quietly, turning her head as if she were looking at the room. She started and jerked her head around when the man behind her said, "Whaddaya think happens now Sara?".
When she didn't answer he slapped her ass, hard. "Oww. I don't know. I don't know what you want. I have some money here you can have. Please, please don't hurt me. I'll do what you want."
Butch shook his head. "You'd think a big-time college graduate would have some idea of what comes next after she's grabbed and tied up by three bad guys. Let's try that again. Whaddaya think happens now Sara?"
"Uhh, you're. uhh going to have your, uhh , way with me?"
Al laughed. "I never thought I'd hear someone actually say that. Makes me want to curl the ends of my moustache and say, "heh, heh, heh". Come on girl! Whaddaya think's gonna happen here?"
"I think you're going to r.., r..."
"Cut the bullshit. Sara. We've read your diary and have been lookin' at your computer all day! We're about to help you live out all those hot little fantasies of yours. I should warn ya though, we're gonna do more than just fuck ya."
"My diary!. Ohmigod, you read my diary!"
"Well, you did leave your computer on when you went to work this morning. What were we supposed ta do while we're waitin' for ya to come home, play hearts! I gotta say, you got some really interesting stuff on that hard drive. Stories, pictures, videos, some pretty nasty shit. I bet Mom and Dad'd be shocked by what their sweet little computer whiz daughter looks at when she's playin' with all those strange little things she keeps in her nightstand."
"Ohmigod! And my pictures too!"
"Yeah, yeah we read your diary, and a whole lotta other stuff too. I never fucked a bondage model before."
"That's not really me! I don't really do ... all that."
"Oh come on! What about when you almost passed out you came so hard when you got, was it Frank, to tie your hands to the bed after the Homecoming dance? And what about the vibrator you souped up for your roommate? And then used it yourself. I hope you cleaned it before she used it afterwards."
"Uhh, I, uhh, well yeah, I did that, but she asked me to do it first, and of course, I cleaned it. Every time I used it."
"You never mentioned "fixing" any of your vibrators. Did you change any of your stuff?"
"A few times, but, well not really all that often."
Al winks at the other two before asking, "How come? Why didn't you do it more?"
"My diary. You read that part, didn't you."
"Yeah, I just thought it'd be fun to hear you say it."
"Then you know I didn't do it because it made them too powerful and I..., I didn't like it. There. Satisfied?"
"Well sort of. But I'm wonderin' why we're talkin' to you and you're still in that business suit and we're standin' here buck naked."
