`` Abduction '' it maybe not what you want

But you have to accept what is served

And if you harbor dark fancies

My words are what you deserve ... ..

I've written my"abduction"story

In a formatting not to every-ones taste

But if you decide to carry on

Grab a tissue, you know, just in case

My words are for one special soul

A char I completely adored

And although my impression still linger

She moved on and I moved abroad

Anyway, back to my story

And to have an initial insight

It tells of her part in a works-outing

Where alcohol flowed freely all Night

When briefly away from her workmates

A meathead had made a crude dramatic play

Saying she looked to be outdoors

To"rough justice"being dispensed her way

Speechless, she re-joined her companion

Who told her about his spirit

He picks up and takes away womanhood

With or without their consent

They said he's an insatiable devil

The committer of"marathon"rapes

And some were said to last hours

Involving a unscathed bunch of his mates

Her friends tell her more puckish account

Of all manner of things that they do

To the cleaning woman he takes with him

And insist that the floor are true

They said he's never arrested

And immune from article of faith for life

He has a crown-judge in his pocket

Having filmed a"long night"with his wife



They said the outset night that he"took"her

He didn't know she's the wife of a honker

But after her long Nox of"attention"

For calendar month, she"attended"each hebdomad

The news bed cover throughout her hi-circles

other married woman felt a demand to"attend"

> But that's a solid different storey

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Her friends say that some who go with him

Were never seen or heard from again

They were branded and taken to auction

And sold off to unscrupulous men

She knows her friends were just joking

And the flirt was at her expense

‘ Cos getting away with such scandalisation

Just wouldn't have made any mother wit

But they say if she goes the next Friday

She'd better prepare in betterment

To drop her life as a sex slave

If she falls prey to his sly verbal dance

They say he's always"recruiting"

And was in every Friday night

They said to come back and confront him

And she drunkenly says she just might.

"seed alone side by side week, then, we dare you"

Her friends urge her all in one spokesperson

"But if you allow him to take you away

He'll use you for hours .. no choice ”.

Later, as they all were dispersing

She glanced back over her shoulder

And wondered if he'd be"recruiting"

Next week like her champion had all told her.

The guy had looked fearsome and brutish

The character who controls and commands

No incertitude he could do what he wanted

To those who fell into his hands

But for now she's too tipsy to ponder

About coming back the next hebdomad

All she wants to do at that moment

Is go home and get loads of sleep.

…………

Two nights later, recalling the story

Her dark phantasy begin to declare sway

An unwholesome tingle starts building

At thoughts of kidnap and animal foul period of play

Remembering what her ally told her

She scrolls through some sickening setting

Is that what she'll get if ‘ he'picks her up ?

Her finger know just what that means

They start to contact where they shouldn't

At imagination of being taken away

And as they take on a biography of their own

She can't blockade them having their way

... ... ... ..

After four tenacious dark of more relate

His ‘ influence'is starting to fade

But as Friday sun knack low in the sky

Decisions now have to be made

Just then her phone pings a message

Unnerving, it almost rings true

It's from a protagonist who had dared her

"Are you dreading this night's tryst ?

But I bet that you still end up going

Dressed sexy to give the green light

To his designs to kidnap you

And get yourself gang-raped all night"

Dismissing this unthinkable notion

She's still drawn like a moth to a flame.

And as her instincts sidesplitter"just remain away"

She decides to front all the same.

This time around she flies unaccompanied

No back-up or friendly support

She knows of his grim report

And what she'll get if she gets herself ‘ caught'

………….. so

Swearing she's not out for"adventure"

But just phantasy a couple of wines.

She preps and preens in stopping point detail.

And prickteaser herself up to the niner

She'd been told he has a cruel ‘ hit heel'

With its target of wanton excogitation

But she doesn't know it's a short-list of one.

And tonight she is head of the line

…………….

The bar is a heady arena

And her mettle thumps hard in her chest

Coursing hot blood through her body

Causing improper ferment

At world-class he just seems to ignore her

And throws a mere quick fleeting glance

But it tells him she's kept her appointment

With his treacherous, sly secret plan of opportunity

Nervous, but strangely excited

She drinks Sir Thomas More wine than she should

Praying he doesn't come over

But secretly hoping he would

He watches her deglutition herself dizzy

He ensures no-one else intervenes

Patient, he sharpens his talons

He's going to pick her apart at the seams.



Just when she thinks she's been let off the hook

And his previous tar was all bluster

He sidles up-side when she goes to the bar

To discharge his cruel plans to abduct her

His silver grey line of gab is entrancing.

A well-practiced, seductive biz plan.

Underhanded. Erotic. Tenacious.

He won't quit ‘ til she's inside his van.

As he sweet-talks her, smooth and seductive.

Her defenses melt away, one by one.

If he can chip away all electrical resistance,

Her arousal will tip her ruined

He breathes more words of flirtation

Soft and sensuous into her ear

Saying she's sure to savor it

And that she has zilch to fear.

He says he'll be variety, slow and ennoble

That he'll make it titillating and fun

And as his fingers sneak up through her tomentum

Her seizure has already begun

When his finger's breadth caress the nape of her neck,

It's talons which brush sparkle on her skin.

And she thrills to the thought of abduction

As her dark fancies kick in.

Her subversive and growing arousal

Draws her deeper under his spell.

Allowing her back-stabbing demons

To sleep-walk her into sex hell.

She'll be like a lamb to the walloping,

If her worst nightmare comes true.

But as her resistance pillow slip slowly away,

Her comeuppance is now over-due

He asks if she'd like to descend with him

willing, and of give up treaty

To where they could get to be well-disposed

And where boulevard could be explored

She knows wicked deeds could betide her

And she knows she has to decline

But it's backbreaking to give"No"as an answer

When she's horny and heady with wine

He can see that she's started to waver

So he swings into activity program"B"

A cute niggling game he has up his sleeve

Involving manacle, a daring and a key

Her eyes open spacious as if dish aerial

When he drops his ‘ cuffs on the bar

She immediately senses her peril

And knows this could go way too far

"Go on, I know that you want to"

As he waves a key in the air

"I'll buy you a drunkenness if you try them,

Come on, it's only a dare."

"Oh no ! You've got to be joking"

She says with a reddening flush.

But she can't take her eyes off the handcuffs

Or deny that they gave her a rush

.

He wheedles his fingers high into her hair's-breadth

As he places a key on the bar

"I know that you're demise to try them

And to feel how thrilling they are"

Despite her gut feeling, and still shaking her head

The temptation proves unvoiced to stand

And she disturbingly hears herself saying

"OK, but only one wrist."

Her flush is now goose-bumps as he picks up the ‘ handlock

And clicks one end to her articulatio radiocarpea

"Now swing your arms bout behind you"he says

"Go on.. please.. I insist"

In a play-act she's taking no further

Her weaponry swing around to abide by

But an confederate has slinked up behind her

And wrist two gets clicked senior high school and dry

"Hey, let me go, this isn't constituent of the pot"

She immediately starts to protest

"Oh no, you're rectify, I'm sorry"he says

"I didn't mean to produce you unhappy ”.

"Here ”, he says"You take the key"

As he pulls at the waist of her morass

Then dropping the key straight down the front

He laughs as her panic attacks

"Hey, how can I possibly reach it

Now that you've dropped it down there ?"

"Don't worry, I'll get it for you"he says

"Even if it's in your underwear.

But you'd near behave and be silent.

In your interest, don't make a scene

‘ cos this bar is wide-cut of imbibe horn-dogs

And you're in handcuffs…. know what I mean ?"

His fingers then snake where they shouldn't

In search of his circuitous prize

He can see this is just what she wanted

He can tell by the look in her heart

Her pegleg starting feeling like jelly

And she leans on the bar for musical accompaniment

Which offers a stance more complaisant

Free rein for his punic sport.

As his digit keep slowly advancing

She lets out a desperate moan

She knows she is slick with arousal

And significance have finally hit dwelling

His fingerbreadth slip down ever down in the mouth

Her weapon system are cuffed at her back

She's bent grass over with legs all akimbo

And can't stop his sordid attack

A fingerbreadth alight on its prey

Then massages slacken up and down

And just to compound her torment

His pollex circles slow round of golf and circle

As he explores even further

Her legs begin to break way

But he continues his finger saltation magic

And their brazen and claiming ballet

A finger now gaining full intrusion

Another one slides by its slope

workings her ever more firmly

workings her ever more wide

Three finger then round out her badgering

ternary fingers which do what they will

Three finger now slick with her succus

Three fingerbreadth which just fit the nib

She hates him for being such a bastard

She hates him for being so uncouth

She hates him for saying she'd like it

She hates him for knowing the truth.

He tells her that he could now have her

Bent over, right now and right here

And that no-one would tread in to assist her

In fact, they would probably cheer.

She knows she can't let that happen

drunkard horn-dogs were sure as shooting to join in

"Oh no, not now, not here ”, She pleads.

"Where then ?"he scoffs"Let's go and begin."



"That's not what I meant and you know it"

Annoyed that he'd twisted her words

"Too late, I'm taking you with me,"he says,

"To cope with some horny jail-birds ”.

His laborious arm then swings around her

Effectively sealing her fate

A cape is flung over her berm

And now it's too deep to elude

The cape hides the ‘ cuffs that control her

His arm guides her out through the door

She's marched to a van which is waiting

A van she has been in before

Last time the driver was favorable

A Paraguay tea she thought she knew well

But he knows all about her gloomy fancies

Of abduction into lawless sex-hell

So this ride is not a conveyance of title

Where the number one wood is sweet-scented and obliging

He's taking her to her worst incubus

And morose forces are doing the driving

> > > >



If you continue on reading

It's you who has taken the bait

You've gone and exposed your own predilection

So keep reading to witness your fate.

The story about your abductor

Have almost hit on the nail

He has a clandestine contract bridge

With a rough and hood local anaesthetic jail.



He goes to the pub every Friday

Exploiting the deep closed book within

Those who harbor dark fantasy

And your predilection has seen you sucked in.

So now you've been tricked into handcuffs

You've been frog-marched out to his van

You know you should really hold on reading

But if you're horny, I doubt that you can

> >. > .. > >

Exploiting dark thoughts of abduction

The"recruiter"has sucked you right in

You only have yourself to blame

As you let your nightmare set about

The door to his van playground slide full open

Two henchman then haul you inside

The room access slams shut causing iniquity

Now there's nowhere to run or to enshroud

Hands then twist you and turn you

This way and that, who knows where

Manhandled with unthinking roughness

You're pushed into some form of chairperson

"We're all wearing night-vision goggles,"

You hear a grumble voice say

"We know you're unable to see us

But we can see you, plain as day."

A smelly old rag is then pushed in your back talk

A tie-band then holds it in seat

Then an detonation of blinding Andrew D. White stars

As a bridge player slaps you hard in your face

"Now listen up close little girly"

As a script grips you firm on your chin

"If you would like to see morning

Then you'd amend relax and give in"



"Do you want to pretend this thing easy

Or go down the hard itinerary instead ?"

Knowing there now seems no option

You give a slight nod of your head

"Good young woman, you gave the rightfulness resolution

We also want you to throw fun

And not possess knife-cuts and bruises

Before the biz's even begun

But I'm here to founder you fair warning

I'm not gon na lie and make

There might be red wealds on your ankle joint and wrist

By the time we get to the end"

You give a dry draught and a tingle

At the intellection of what lay ahead

But your idea goes blank with another hard slap

As a hood then encases your psyche

The bonnet has some variety of hemming

Which seems to encircle your neck

You feel its buckle being latched into blank space

Your luck has just cashed a bad check

You then sense some kind of motion

Your trip is now underway

They fiddle about with your handcuffs

And you feel them being taken away

As hands start tugging the sides of your top

You feel it being slowly removed

Your racy new bra then comes into view

A wolf-whistle show it's been approved

By reflex you automatically sneak up your blazonry

As your top slides up over your drumhead

You want to pretermit your weapons system down again

But approximate hands hold them high up instead

You hear the tink-chinkle of handcuff

And your radiocarpal joint are ensnared once again

But this time you can't get your arms down

They've be hung up on some variety of chain

Hands then pull firmly on your ankles

stretch you out by your feet

Your unscathed body just seems to go airborne

Pulling you out of your bottom

You feel you're at a mad slant

Your arms are still up in the air

You're being stretched out like a knoll

The air on your wrists hard to deport

Some form of table sloping trough under your back

Supporting the weight of your body

Releasing the strain of the handcuffs

Which briefly had been quite ungodly

Now laid on your plunk for horizontal

Hands wrench at the heels of your shoes

"Tonight there'll be no more walking

So, don't worry, you've nothing to lose"

deal then pull at your legging

You're being relieved of your slacks

"We're just making sure as shooting you are ready"

As your thigh get a couple of smacks

Already relieved of your footgear

Your understructure are raised, one at a metre

You feel them being wiped with warm liquidity

It's bizarre, but feels quite sublime.

"I bet you can't speculation what we're doing"

A part coos, unnervingly sweet

"Tonight, there's no medicine for dancing

But you'll swing to an alternate beat."

You feel some kind of knockout stockings

being eased into billet on your foot

The warm liquid has furnished them slippery

So your"socks"fit you tight, snug and neat

"These are for when we suspend you

When you're naked and hung upside down

Ready to fit your dance tutor

Who will really whip you around."

Oh no ! Those words weren't expected

A terrifying play of issue

"But the business deal is,"he adds"co-operate,

"And we could shell out with taking such lengths."

You're relieved to hear an escape-route

He studies you close for response

You nod your head like a demon

It's exactly just what he wants

"So you do want a taste of the bull-whip

To feel the warm glow of its kiss

To trip the light fantastic to its mesmerizing calendar method of birth control

And come to welcome the sound of its boo ?

His words make you writhe in a affright

Frantic"MmmmMMmMmm"s emit from your cap

"Don't headache, the tutor's an expert,"he mocks

"You'll saltation well when he's walloping you good.

But I'm sure he'll be kind and extract your gag

Before extracting your screams

Your cavorting will induce the gang's love to rise

You'll be the toothsome lady friend of their ambition"

Your idea is a maelstrom in meltdown

Straight thinking now torn up in tittle

It consumes and diverts your attention

You don't notice they're spreading your branch

Your"socks"have clean little eye-hooks

The van has bar either side

The tension is steadily building

Tight ropes accommodate your legs open across-the-board

Then hands with intent of wrong-doing

wrench down on the Base of your thong

You feel a hard extraneous object

Probing where it don't belong

Unable to stop its encroachment

It relentlessly slides into place

A click starts a steady low buzzing

You flush as your heart starts to race

Still wet from your"enforced"foreplay

And despite your degrading mistreat

The buzzing sends you persistent

To the brink of in large quantities frustration

The palpitation are wholly consuming

The waves coming fast and intense

They break down your final ohmic resistance

They breach your hold out line of defence mechanism

In a fog of orgasmic deflection

Which lasts for … you don't know how long

A sudden sharp painfulness jar you back down to earth

If you thought they were done … you were damage

The pain is a scratch … a sting on your bosom

causing"MMmmmMmm"s which you quickly rue

"My, my, you seem to bask that,"he laughs

"That's for later, infant, not quite yet."

"I suppose you should know where we're going"

There's a sinister flavour to his voice

"It's to forgather some sex-hungry convicts

If you want to ….. Oh, sorry …… no choice"

You feel a dull point slowly tracing

Some definite blood on your hide

"Don't concern, it's just an ink mark

With a message, before we begin

.It's to the said convicts

You're about to go"entertain"

It says"I'm here for your pleasure"

I think that should clear it quite plain

But some of the goon are nonreader

So there's arrows pointing this way and that

To offer a full set of options

As, in turn, they go in to bat.



So let me explicate what will happen

When you're served on a home base to this crew.

They've been champing with sexed-up aggressiveness.

And can't waiting to get their jolty hands on you

irreverence, debasement and sexual insult

Not to mention being repeatedly raped

But there's something we've kept as a secret ..…

Your ordeal will be video-taped.

But it won't reveal any shackles.

Nor whips. Nor stringent screening tape recording

Or how you'll spend the next time of day

beingness"tutored"and licked into shape

It'll record you orgasmed freely

Convulsing and bucking away

Implying you loved every moment

An abandoned and wanton display

Without any trial impression of wrong-doing

The crew will be gifted exempt rein

They can derive anytime and snatch you

And they will do …. again and again

And there's zippo you can do to break off them

Blackmailed by a video recording tape recording

So when you're dark fondness come knocking

They'll be fully in charge of your fate

They'll canary up behind you and grab you

You'll be stripped and gag masking piece taped

You'll be thrown on a soiled old mattress

Then held down and repeatedly raped

So if you're now hot from my story

And my Logos have brought you undone

Make your own digit now have you

And don't stoppage ‘ till they've made you cum.

> > > > > > > > > >

All the above, you brought on yourself

When you let your secret on purpose escape

I know you hump your dark partiality

But I hope non ever really take plaza

> > > > > > > >

Now, what of this woman who was inside my van

The one I just took for a ride ?

Well, she still has her underclothes on

But the vibrator still buzzes inside

I scoop up all her belonging

And place them inside a big bag

I ensure that zippo is missing,

Then take her lens hood and her gag

Releasing the ‘ cuff rope which held her

I stand her up on my hi-top van floor

I fix a blindfold to cover her eyes

Then set her barren outside her front room access

It's cold and it's three in the cockcrow

Her belonging and house key in hand

The van and its number one wood do a smuggler

Her"abduction"was fully pre-planned

She anxiously rips off her blind-fold

She's in underwear and out-of-doors alone

Her eyes adjust into focussing

She sees she's outside her own home

She feels the vibe is still buzzing

"Smart-asses, that's just real precious"

She anxiously looks down at her squelchy wet feet

On each foundation there's a wellington boot

.……

I know she loves her dark fancies

But not to let them play her undone

She knows I can write bawdy verse form

So I've gave her one ……. Just for fun.

xxx mu