My name is Amanda. I had just turned 18 and looking forward to moving out of my family's house and going away to college. I am 5'5" tall with firm, B cup breasts, shapely legs and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of.
I come from a large, close-knit family with two brothers and one sister. Living nearby were several aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, etc. As you can imagine, our family get-togethers were usually a mob scene. Maybe it was stifling to have so many family members nearby but everyone supportive. Most of the family were blue -collar people but very successful in their own right. I am certain if you asked most of them, they would tell you they received lots of help from the family in starting up various construction, trucking and retail companies.
I had just graduated from high school and was looking forward to one last summer with the family before I began the next chapter in my life, attending college. I looked forward to making new friends and yes, about all the boys I would meet.
It was a chore convincing my parents to let me move away from our hometown and strike out on my own. None of my older sisters had been allowed to move away from home to attend college but I was much more persistent .My parents had always been protective and the rest of the family was also concerned that little Mandy, as they called me, was leaving the fold. Finally, I threw a big fit and after much screaming and yelling, my parents relented and permission was reluctantly granted to let me go.
One day in early summer, Dad came into my room and wanted to speak to me. "Hey Mandy, how is my little girl?"
He looked at me with that easy-going smile of his and sat down on the bed next to me. He told me the family was going to have a get together at the cabin near Lake Rogers, which was about 50 miles from our house. I had spent many summer days there and was excited about one more week there before my new life began.
"Mandy, I was wondering if you could help me get the cabin ready. It is going to need a good cleaning, you know, dusting, vacuuming, cleaning the kitchen, fresh linen on the beds. I 'll do some repairs to the roof, clean the gutters and help you with whatever else needs to be done, ok?"
I beamed a wide smile and said, "Sure Daddy, I would be happy to help. When do you want to go?"
We decided to go the very next day and get it out of the way. He told me to pack a few things because we would probably spend the night before returning home.
The next morning, my dad and I ware on the highway, about twenty miles away from the cabin. He put his hand on my knee and told me how excited he was to spend some time with me because he was really going to miss me. I felt an electric feeling as his hand touched my knee and kept contact for a second longer than expected. He didn't say much more until we pulled up the driveway to the cabin. I noticed two pick up trucks already there. "Oh, I thought it was only going to be us, daddy"
"Uncle Rick and Grandpa are here for the day to help us. I thought it would be easier for you if we had some extra help and I think I am going to need Rick's help on the roof."
I didn't think anything of it, only that I was not expecting anyone else but Dad's explanation made sense and I grabbed my overnight bag and walked into the house.
As I walked in, Uncle Rick and Grandpa greeted me. Both walked over to me and each in turn gave me a warm hug and kiss on the cheek.
"Well, little lady, we have a full day in front of us, times a wasting" Grandpa said.
I told them I was ready to get going just as soon as I dropped my overnight bag in my room. Uncle Rick told me which room would be mine and led the way. As I walked in the room, I noticed the bed was already made, with sheets, pillowcases and a bedspread already in place. That was funny, I thought none of this had been done and that was why I was there today.
As I turned around to ask Uncle Rick what was going on, I felt both my arms being grabbed from behind and a gag shoved in my mouth. I gasped and screamed but the gag muffled the sound. Our cabin was miles away from the nearest neighbors so I could scream all I wanted and no one would ever hear me.
My wrists had cuffs attached by Velcro and some kind of fastener that hooked both writs together so my hands were restrained behind me. A feeling of panic hit me. Why was this happening to me?
A hand spun me around and there was my dad. "Just calm down, Mandy, honey, no one is going to hurt you. This is for your own good, baby girl, believe me".
I was in complete disbelief about what was happening to me and I struggled against the wrist restraints. Dad grabbed my upper arm and pushed me over to the bed and shoved me down. I landed on my belly but soon I felt more hands rolling me over. The weight of my body pressing down on my wrists hurt a little but soon Uncle Rick undid the Velcro cuffs. I had no chance to escape because Grandpa had walked around to the other side of the bed. Both of my wrists were pulled over my head and buckled to straps on the bedposts. Then ankle cuffs were attached to the posts at the foot of the bed and I was spread-eagled with the gag still in my mouth. The room was filled with my muffled protests.
