I wrote this story back in 2017 and thought it would be good for my first story on Literotica while I test the waters.
Nicole walked down the street, bag in hand as she moved forward with no intention of stopping. She had on a pink tank top, a white miniskirt, and a few pieces of cheap but sparkly jewelry. Her blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, and though it wasn't readily obvious, her long blonde hair was actually a dye job that was done just this morning.
It was a quiet day, with only a handful of people walking down the same street she was on. Her town was a peaceful one, with plenty of quiet streets, but even so, the side street she was on had fewer people than what was considered normal.
As she moved to the intersection, her phone started ringing. "Oh, of all the times..." Nicole pulled it out of her handbag and looked at the caller ID. The word "Mom" was displayed. Pressing the button, she answered it in a sweet voice. "Hello, Mom."
Her mother's voice came from the other end. "Hello, Honey. How are you doing?"
"I'm fine, Mom. Just running out for an errand. How are you doing?" Nicole blushed, not wanting to tell her mother what she was really up to.
"I'm doing well. Just having some issues with your father again." Her mother let out a brief sigh. "I was calling to let you know I'm going to stop by on Friday. I hope that's okay. You're not doing anything that afternoon, are you?"
"That afternoon? It should be fine. I'll tell Jerald after I get home." Nicole made a face. There was always tension in the air when her mother and husband met. Most of the time, nothing came of it, but Jerald often got annoyed at her.
"Good. See you soon. I love you."
"I love you too, Mom." In a moment, she hung up her phone and powered it down as she turned into an alley just before the intersection of streets. It was pretty deserted, with only a van parked against one wall and a few trash cans against the other. It was mainly for the back doors to the shops. At this hour, no one used them.
With her phone back in her pocket, she walked past the buildings. She had used this route a few times before and knew it well enough. She glanced off to the side, looking at one of the taller buildings.
Just then, the van's side door slid open behind her. A broad-shouldered man in a black shirt and balaclava jumped out and grabbed Nicole, pulling her inside. His gloved hand covered her mouth as she grabbed her arms.
Nicole screamed into his palm as she kicked her feet, struggling as he gripped her wrists in his large hand.
Soon, she was on the floor of the van. His hand pulled away only long enough for him to shove a rubber ball into her mouth. He pressed it down as he used his weight to pin her arms beneath him.
Once it was bound behind her head, he grabbed her arms and flipped her over. Grabbing a roll of black tape, he bound her arms behind her back. Next, he closed the door before pulling her legs back and wrapping the tape around them a few times, binding it to her arms once finished.
Nicole screamed behind her gag; an action which got her a slap on the butt. She wiggled around on the van floor, her sunglasses coming loose. Soon, the man pulled strips of tape over her mouth, covering the gag. Next, he pulled at her tube top, breaking neatly in the back and exposing her bare breasts. He then slid up the miniskirt, showing off her string panties. He pulled on the side and it slid off effortlessly.
Nicole whimpered as her breasts pressed against the floor of the van. The man grabbed some bungee cords from the side and pulled them over her body, hooking them to the slots for the missing seats. The man had some fun pulling them around her breasts for the fun of it. One last cord was pulled between her legs and dug into her crotch.
"This is fun, but the rest will have to wait until we get someplace a little more private." He patted Nicole's butt before pulling a fur-lined blindfold over her eyes. Soon, she heard the engine start-up and felt the floor beneath her move.
All she could do now was whimper and wiggle in her bindings. Each time she pulled one way, the bungee would pull her back. As the van turned, she was slid to the side, her nipples rubbing against the floor, only to be pulled back into place shortly.
Her heart was racing, but not as much as when she was first grabbed. She was actually starting to calm down a bit. As she flexed, the cord dug deeper into her crotch, slipping between her labia. Her juices started to soak into it as she moaned into her tape-covered gag.
They rode around for 25 minutes, taking several turns to the point where Nicole didn't know where they were anymore. Then, she felt them back up slowly before stopping altogether.
The door slid open and the man grabbed Nicole. He unhooked the bungee cords and pulled her off the van's floor, then cut the tape and let her legs fall down. Picking her up, he slung her over his shoulder and held onto her legs. She moaned as he patted her exposed butt.
Nicole felt every step as he walked from the van. She could hear doors open and close behind them. Then, she felt him descend a flight of stairs. Weakly, she wiggled her feet. She struggled only a little, as she did not want to fall here. Still, the man's hand on her rump was starting to affect her.
"Welcome to the playroom, lovely. We are going to have a lot of fun in here." The man chuckled as he set Nicole down. She flinched as she felt a knife against her leg. She whimpered as she felt him cut the tape that bound her legs.
She relaxed for a bit as he stroked her ankle. It was strangely soothing. However, he soon slid a fur-lined cuff around her right leg and strapped it in place. Attached to it was a chain linked to the floor.
Nicole kicked her cuffed leg, but the chain held strong. Unable to free it, she kicked her left leg. She blindly fought against her captor, but he still grabbed her leg and held it down as she screamed behind her gag. Another furry leather cuff was wrapped around her left leg and strapped in place. It too was attached to the floor with a chain and she found she was unable to close her legs, as the chains kept them over a foot apart.
"Don't fight it. It'll be much easier that way."
The man grabbed Nicole's arms and pulled her to her feet. He forced her to stand up right as he cut the tape holding her arms. It was more of a struggle as he pulled her right arm up while trying to hold her left at bay. Still, he was able to get another cuff around her arm as well.
She pulled on the chain and shook her head as he bound her left arm as well. He then pulled back, leaving her to flail around in her chains, moving side to side. Her breasts bounced free on her chest and she moaned with each shake.
She could hear him walk away, only to return a moment later. "Hold still for me." He rubbed a moisturizing lotion onto her butt cheeks, giving her a squeeze as he did so. This prompted another moan.
A moment later, he removed the tape from her mouth and pulled out the ball gag, letting it hang around her neck. She inhaled deeply and panted, collecting her breath for as long as she could without interruption.
"Ahhhh!" Nicole threw her head back and screamed as she felt a wooden board against her butt cheeks. "No, don't! Ahhhh!" With another strike, she screamed again.
The man gave her five strikes before letting her rest. She relaxed a bit, pulling on her chains weakly. However, after a minute, her respite was over as the man restarted his assault. She cried out as he delivered another five strikes with the wooden paddle. "No! Please stop!" She shook her breasts as she pulled against her chains. Soon, her juices ran down her leg.
"You have a lovely scream." He put the paddle down and stroked her tender buttocks. His other hand stroked her belly for a moment, before sliding down to her crotch.
"Bite me!" Nicole snapped at the disembodied voice.
"As you wish." The man grabbed Nicole's left breast and lightly bit into her fat. It wasn't enough to break the skin, but it made her scream regardless. She was sure there would at least be a mark for a while.
Next, he rubbed more moisturizer on her butt, signifying the end of his assault. For now, anyway. She relaxed a bit as he pulled away.
His footsteps led away but returned a moment later. She braced her backside for another strike, but this time she received a shock to her breasts. The man held an electric prod, its two metal prongs delivering a low charge through her flesh. "Ahhh!" It still stung, even after he pulled it away.
The shock was delivered to her crotch, prompting a different reaction. "Ooooh!" Some of her juices leaked out and her legs buckled. "Ahhh!" She cried out as he zapped her legs. "Stop it, ahh! Oooo!" He would randomly prod her calves, prompting more moans from her.
He gave her one last poke to her crotch, sending a surge of pain and pleasure through her womanhood. "Ahhhh!" She cried out and came, her juices gushing out from the stimulation. "Oh, fuck!" She panted for breath as the rest of her juices slowly dripped out.
