I sat alone in my car, wiping the tears from my face and tried to think of something to take my mind off another failed date. I felt bad really, the guy was nice but I needed a man to control me and the past three let me walk all over them. I decided a coffee would have to do and checked my surroundings again, hated having that fear but couldn't shake the feeling I was being watched. When it happened I wasn't surprised but couldn't help but think I should have fought harder.
"Excuse me ma'am can you tell me where the train station is." Said the man. He seemed to have come from nowhere.
"I don't know." I replied.
He just stood there for a second, when he tried to step closer to me I braced for a fight then I heard commotion behind me. A panel van screeched to a stop, the side door flew open and as I turned to run I felt a prick in my neck.
"What the fu..." I tried to say then it went dark.
I'm not sure how long I was out, my wrists and feet were bound, I had a gag in my mouth and a cloth bag over my head. I was laying down on a mattress or something, it was pretty soft but panic set in and I tried to talk. With my gag all I could do was make noise.
"Now you're going to keep quiet. I have plenty more of that stuff I used to knock you out but any more and you'll wake with a sore head. We have a while to drive, take a nap but shut the fuck up." Said a man, his voice deep and gravely.
I tried to think of anyone who'd miss me and come and rescue me. My boss, nope, she hated me, something about being a younger, prettier version of her that her husband lusted over. Not being conceited, is what I overheard. My family had long forgotten about me, couldn't accept I was a stripper to get me through college but screw them, I had my business degrees with no debt and hated their church shit anyways. I'd love to say I had friends but I worked long hours, intended to retire by the time I was 50 and that didn't fit into most of their ideas of 'find a guy, have a bunch of kids, settle down' and I didn't care. I tried to think of just one who would miss me. Nope, I was fucked.
I somehow managed to doze off, when I woke we were still driving but the bumpy roads were not helping my need to pee, I tried to make my noise as respectful as the gag would let me be but thankfully the man got the hint.
"I'm going to take your gag off, if you scream or yell or say anything other than what you want, it'll go back on, understood?" He said, I nodded.
"I really need to pee please Sir." I said once he'd removed the gag.
"Seven, pull over at the next clearing." He said.
The ropes were taken off my legs when we stopped and the man helped me stand up, the bag was left on my head though. The man held my arm as we walked, his grip was strong but since I had no idea where I was the thought or running was far from my mind. He stopped us at a tree.
"Here, use the tree to lean against if you need to." He said, handing me some tissues.
I thought about protesting, asking for some privacy but thought better of it, bunched up my short skirt, pulled my panties down to my knees and squatted best I could and relieved myself next to the tree. I wiped, left the tissue on the ground as I was told then stood up again.
"What's going to happen to me please Sir?" I said.
"Well if you talk again without being asked a question you'll have a gag back in your mouth for starters. You're going to be quiet, not ask any questions, do as you're fucking told and you'll make it through this. Do you understand?" He said firmly, his face so close to my ear I could feel his breath on my ear.
"Yes Sir." I replied.
"Now stand right there while I take a leak, if you move and I get piss on my boots I promise it will hurt you more."
I stayed still like I was told then when he was finished I was led back to the van by my arm again.
"If I leave these leg restraints off are you going to try and kick your way out of the van?" Said the man.
"No Sir." I replied.
"Good, we still have a little to go so lay down again." He said.
I fell asleep again, when I woke we had stopped, I sat up and stayed still and a cold bottle of water was put in my hands. I drank a little then it was taken from me and a cheese sandwich was put in it's place.
"He's here." Said a different man.
I heard a truck pull up beside the open door of the van and heard someone get out.