I just recently moved to Texas (Dallas / DFW TX area), and the first night I arrived I had the wildest wet dream. It made me cum so hard and made me want to learn more about the BDSM community and specifically how to bring this sissy predicament into reality…
FYI… I am 24, half-Asian, skinny.
I dreamed I was on my way to class when suddenly a black unmarked van pulled up from behind me. The tires screeched as the side door was flung open and three camouflage-clad people with ski masks grabbed me and threw me in the back. I tried to scream but a bag was thrown over my head and one of them punched me in the stomach. The air shot out of my lungs as I heard the door slam shut. A cloth was held over my face and the smell of chloroform flooded my nostrils. Everything went dark.
I drowsily awoke to the sound of sloshing water. Suddenly my sleepiness was driven from me as I was instantly soaked by a deluge of icy cold liquid. I gasped because of shock and realized that I was handcuffed and my legs were joined to a broad iron spreader bar. I was standing, but my arms were lifted behind me in a perilous strappado position. My knees quivered and I noticed that I could not lift my head due to a collar around my neck, which was chained to a ring in the center of the spreader bar.
“Wake up.”
One of my captors (still wearing military fatigues and a ski mask), was holding the now-empty bucket. His voice had a menacing edge…
“Why haven’t your parents paid the ransom yet?” he demanded.
I replied slowly, my own voice cracking in fear. “Wha… what? Where… where am I?!”
Instantly, my question was answered by a crack as red-hot pain searing across my back. I screamed as another man laughed behind me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a whip swishing back and forth.
“Answer the question!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
Again. This time it was much louder and harder. My back arched as I helplessly pleaded for mercy.
“Stop! Please! I don’t know anything!”
The first captor grinned, a twisted grimace which almost matched my own pained expression.
“That’s ok. We’ve got all day. Hit him again!”
I closed my eyes and braced myself, but suddenly a door to this windowless room swung open behind me, out of my field of vision. A female voice rang out.
“Hang on! We’ve got the wrong guy. Boss said that team two just drug in the actual target. This one isn’t who we’re looking for.”
The man with the whip answered. “But this one knows too much. What are we going to do with him? We can’t let him leave?”
She laughed. “Fuck if I know! You guys seem to be enjoying it though. We’re stationed here permanently, he’ll provide you with some entertainment. Boss wants us laying low until the cops stop looking for him.”
Bucket Man chuckled. “Well shit this is my lucky day. Playtime it is. You want to get in on this?”
“Yeah. I just finished the paperwork and need to let off some steam; I’ve always wanted a skinny Asian bitch toy.” Her voice, previously nonchalant in nature, took on a violent tone as she suddenly appeared in front of me. Her steely blue eyes met mine. “Let’s get started.”
An hour later, I lay on the floor, covered in red lash marks and sopping wet. They had taken their time whipping me and zapping me with a cattle prod until I couldn’t take it any more. I was humiliated and freezing as my tender skin hugged the concrete. But my humiliation had just begun.
The two men held me down as the woman opened up a suitcase. To my dismay, out fell a black, shiny, latex catsuit and a pair of black thigh high boots. I struggled to no avail as she pulled it over me, stretching over every inch of my body except for the zippered groin region. Next, she pulled out a set of lacy red lingerie from the bag.
“You know, we were originally going to use this stuff for blackmail purposes, but I don’t think anyone is going to notice you’re gone!”
Suddenly I felt one of the men’s hands grab at my crotch and I hear a terrible click. I failed to notice because I was distracted by the lingerie, but he had just fastened my privates into a tiny black metal lock. It was now impossible for me to get an erection without the contraption being removed. I shuddered with confusion.
“Why are you doing this??”
She daintily fastened the bra and garter belt around me, then pulled the stretchy nylons up past my knees. The boots were quickly zipped up as well. I was powerless to resist, but somehow it turned me on…
“Oh sweetheart… we can do whatever we want.”
Right on cue, the two men forced me face down onto the floor and began tying my arms and legs together with white rope. My chances of freedom quickly dwindled as my elbows were welded together by a tight leather arm binder that looped over my shoulders. A frilly black corset and posture collar were strapped on to constrict my breathing, courtesy of my female captor. Just went I thought my situation couldn’t get worse, my back was cranked into a brutal hogtie as one of the men pulled my legs.
My world went dark as earplugs were inserted and an open mouth black leather hood was pulled over my head and strapped in place. A black harness gag with a 2-in red ball attached was stuffed into my mouth as I moaned. Little did I know that I had already spoken my last few intelligible words for the next few weeks.
A leather strap was clipped to the D-ring on my hood and I felt my neck strain as my head was pulled toward my feet. My body quaked from the throbbing pain in my shoulders and back. Unbeknownst to me, the bondage was so strict that my long heels almost touched the back of my head.
The interrogators stood back to admire their work, but not for long. “Not a bad tie, but let’s string him up.”
My head began to spin as I heard the sound of a winch being lowered from somewhere above me. I gasped as I heard the ropes being clipped in, then my belly left the ground as the mechanism whirred. I immediately lost all my bearings as I slowly turned in midair.
Straining. Stretching. Sweating.
One of the men caressed my leather and latex covered face. “Try not to pass out again” he muttered as I felt the crotch zipper on the catsuit being pulled open.
A moist, cold dildo was thrust into my ass. Instinctively, my sphincter tightened, but the toy was stiff and unrelenting. I thrashed around in horror as nearly 12-in of veiny rubber made its way into my body, bit by bit. Then, the zipper was promptly sealed to prevent me from expelling the thick, invasive member.
There was no way for me to be prepared for what happened next.
Through the earplugs, I heard a muted “click” from the man’s hand, and immediately the dildo sprang to life. I screamed through the ball gag as it began to writhe around inside me. The other man and the woman began to stroke my chest and arms. Pleasure flooded my brain and suddenly my body tensed up; however, this was a terrible mistake. The man and woman, sensing my reaction with their hands, immediately took advantage of my motion and yanked the hogtie ropes and leather strap even tighter. Clearly, they had anticipated my response and had done this multiple times before.
“Oh, you shouldn’t have done that,” he chuckled. “You’re going to regret that in an hour or two.” My eyes nearly rolled back into my head as tears streamed down my face. It had only been 10 seconds and I was already regretting it…
She seemed unimpressed. “They never can control themselves. Fucking slut!”
Her words were like a starting gun. Upon exiting her mouth, waves of ecstasy poured over my body as I came harder and harder, each jolt sending an intense throbbing sensation through my body as my binds met my pleasure with more pain.
“You like that baby?” She whispered in my ear as she smacked my latex-covered ass cheeks. “Well you better, because you’re going to be experiencing this for the rest of your miserable life.”
“Mo!! Pweaath!!” My own voice seemed far away as I screamed for them to stop. I couldn’t take it any more, and I began to panic as the realization of my victim hood set in.
“What’s that? ‘More, please?’ You dirty bitch, you LIKE this?” Her voice suddenly turned wrathful. “Oh you’ll get more…I’ll make sure of that. Come on boys, let’s leave our sissy to struggle. We’ll see if he’s still feeling as strong tomorrow morning.”
The sound of combat boots walking away shook me to my core. I could hatefully hold back a sob as I heard the lights to the cellar being clicked off. One final taunt heralded my fate.
“Sleep tight, bitch.”
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If you liked any of this or want to talk to me about making this a reality please feel free to send me an message! It made me cum so hard and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did :)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rl5q5o/i_want_to_be_kidnapped_and_broken_through_bondage
Soo hot
God, that’s sounds so hot!