`` Abduction '' it maybe not what you want

But you have to accept what is served

And if you harbor drear fancies

My words are what you deserve ... ..

I've written my"abduction"write up

In a format not to every-ones gustation

But if you decide to stay on

snatch a tissue, you know, just in case

My Good Book are for one particular mortal

A adult female I completely adored

And although my flavour still linger

She moved on and I moved abroad

Anyway, back to my story

And to open an initial insight

It tells of her part in a works-outing

Where alcohol flowed freely all nighttime

When briefly away from her workmates

A meathead had made a oil play

Saying she looked to be clear

To"rough DoJ"being dispensed her way

Speechless, she re-joined her familiar

Who told her about his design

He picks up and takes away women

With or without their consent

They said he's an insatiate monster

The committer of"marathon"rapes

And some were said to last minute

Involving a unit bunch of his Paraguay tea

Her friends tell her Thomas More wicked floor

Of all fashion of things that they do

To the women he takes with him

And insist that the stories are true

They said he's never arrested

And immune from strong belief for aliveness

He has a crown-judge in his pocket

Having filmed a"long dark"with his wife



They said the first of all night that he"took"her

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

But after her tenacious Night of"attention"

For months, she"wait on"each week

The news scatter throughout her hi-circles

former wives felt a need to"attend"

> But that's a whole unlike account

You'll find there's a nexus at the end…. <

Her acquaintance say that some who go with him

Were never seen or heard from again

They were branded and taken to auctioneer

And sold off to unscrupulous men

She knows her friends were just joking

And the tease was at her disbursal

‘ Cos getting away with such scandal

Just wouldn't have made any good sense

But they say if she goes the side by side Friday

She'd well prepare in advance

To spend her life as a sex slave

If she falls fair game to his sly verbal saltation

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.

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

Her friends urge her all in one part

"But if you allow him to guide you away

He'll use you for hour .. no option ”.

Later, as they all were dispersing

She glanced back over her berm

And wondered if he'd be"recruiting"

Next week like her booster had all told her.

The guy had looked fearsome and beastly

The type who controls and commands

No doubt he could do what he wanted

To those who fell into his hired man

But for now she's too tiddly to chew over

About coming back the future week

All she wants to do at that moment

Is go habitation and get loads of sleep.

…………

Two nighttime later, recalling the report

Her dark partiality begin to hold persuade

An unwholesome frisson starts building

At thinking of kidnap and carnal foul fun

Remembering what her friends told her

She scrolls through some sickening scenes

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

Her fingers know just what that means

They start to touch where they shouldn't

At visions of being taken away

And as they take on a life of their own

She can't stop them having their way

... ... ... ..

After four long nights of more have-to doe with

His ‘ influence'is starting to languish

But as Fri sun hangs low in the sky

conclusion now have to be made

Just then her phone Ping River a message

Unnerving, it almost rings admittedly

It's from a booster who had dared her

"Are you dreading tonight's tryst ?

But I bet that you still end up going

Dressed sexy to generate the green lighter

To his excogitation to nobble you

And get yourself gang-raped all night"

Dismissing this unthinkable whimsey

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

And as her inherent aptitude scream"just delay away"

She decides to look all the same.

This fourth dimension around she flies solo

No back-up or friendly support

She knows of his unappeasable reputation

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

………….. so

Swearing she's not out for"adventure"

But just fancies a dyad of wines.

She preps and preens in close detail.

And vamps herself up to the nines

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

With its object of wanton designing

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

And tonight she is straits of the phone line

…………….

The bar is a heady arena

And her heart thumps hard in her bureau

Coursing hot profligate through her consistence

Causing wrong unrest

At first he just seems to dismiss her

And throws a mere warm fleeting glimpse

But it tells him she's kept her designation

With his treacherous, sly plot of chance

Nervous, but strangely excited

She drinks More vino than she should

Praying he doesn't come over

But secretly hoping he would

He watches her drink herself silly

He ensures no-one else intervenes

Patient, he sharpens his talons

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



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

And his old lurch was all bluster

He sidles up-side when she goes to the bar

To discharge his cruel programme to abduct her

His silver line of gab is entrancing.

A well-practiced, seductive game plan.

Underhanded. Erotic. Tenacious.

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

As he sweet-talks her, unruffled and seductive.

Her defenses melt away, one by one.

If he can flake away all resistance,

Her foreplay will tip her undone

He breathes Thomas More Logos of dalliance

Soft and sensuous into her ear

Saying she's sure to bask it

And that she has zippo to fear.

He says he'll be kind, slow and gentle

That he'll make it titillating and fun

And as his digit sneak up through her hair

Her seizure has already begun

When his fingers caress the nape of her neck,

It's talons which brush Light Within on her skin.

And she thrills to the thought process of abduction

As her dark fantasy kick in.

Her revolutionist and growing arousal

tie her deeper under his tour.

Allowing her back-stabbing demon

To sleep-walk her into sex hell.

She'll be like a lamb to the slaughter,

If her worst incubus comes true.

But as her resistance slick slowly away,

Her comeuppance is now over-due

He asks if she'd like to derive with him

Willing, and of liberal accord

To where they could get to be friendly

And where avenue could be explored

She knows wicked deeds could bechance her

And she knows she has to decline

But it's hard to give"No"as an solvent

When she's horny and heady with wine-colored

He can see that she's started to waver

So he swings into action mechanism plan"B"

A cute little game he has up his sleeve

Involving handcuffs, a dare and a key

Her eyes undecided wide as if disc

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 potable 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 handcuff

Or deny that they gave her a rush

.

He wheedles his finger high into her hair

As he places a key on the bar

"I know that you're dying to try them

And to feel how thrilling they are"

Despite her gut touch, and still shaking her principal

The enticement proves firmly to stand firm

And she disturbingly hears herself saying

"OK, but only one wrist."

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

And clicks one end to her wrist joint

"Now swing your arms circle behind you"he says

"Go on.. please.. I insist"

In a play-act she's taking no boost

Her arms swing around to comply

But an accomplice has slinked up behind her

And wrist two gets clicked high school and dry

"Hey, let me go, this isn't region of the deal"

She immediately starts to protest

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

"I didn't mean value to make you distressed ”.

"Here ”, he says"You take the key"

As he pulls at the waist of her slacks

Then dropping the key straight down the front

He laughs as her panic attack

"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 better behave and be silent.

In your pursuit, don't make a scene

‘ cos this bar is full of drunk horn-dogs

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

His digit 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 eye

Her leg start feeling like jelly

And she leans on the bar for financial backing

Which offers a stance more obliging

Free rein for his treacherous sport.

As his fingers keep slowly advancing

She lets out a desperate moan

She knows she is slickness with arousal

And import have finally hit home

His digit slip down ever downhearted

Her arms are cuffed at her back

She's bent over with legs all akimbo

And can't stop his sordid attack

A finger alight on its target

Then massages slow up and down

And just to compound her torment

His thumb roundabout slow round and round

As he explores even further

Her legs begin to generate way

But he continues his finger dancing magic

And their brazen and claiming ballet

A digit now gaining full trespass

Another one microscope slide by its side of meat

workings her ever more firmly

Working her ever more across-the-board

Three fingers then round out her frustrate

trinity digit which do what they will

deuce-ace fingers now slick with her succus

tercet fingers which just fit the bill

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

set over, right now and right here

And that no-one would step in to facilitate her

In fact, they would probably cheer.

She knows she can't let that encounter

wino horn-dogs were for certain to link 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 actor's line

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

"To meet some horny jail-birds ”.

His heavy arm then swings around her

Effectively sealing her fate

A ness is flung over her shoulder joint

And now it's too recent to get by

The cape hides the ‘ handlock 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

in conclusion time the device driver was friendly

A mate she thought she knew well

But he knows all about her dark phantasy

Of abduction into lawless sex-hell

So this ride is not a conveyance

Where the driver is sugariness and obliging

He's taking her to her worst nightmare

And glum military unit 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 maintain indication to see your fate.

The fib about your kidnaper

Have almost hit on the nail

He has a clandestine contract

With a rough and sturdy local anesthetic jail.



He goes to the pub every Friday

Exploiting the late closed book within

Those who harbor sinister fancies

And your penchant 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 stop reading

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

> >. > .. > >

Exploiting dark thinking of abduction

The"recruiter"has sucked you right in

You only have yourself to pick

As you let your nightmare begin

The threshold to his van microscope slide across-the-board capable

Two henchmen then haul you inside

The door slams shut causing darkness

Now there's nowhere to run or to blot out

Hands then twist you and turn you

This way and that, who knows where

Manhandled with uncaring roughness

You're pushed into some sort of hot seat

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

You hear a growling 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 mouthpiece

A tie-band then holds it in place

Then an plosion of blinding white stars

As a hired man slaps you hard in your face

"Now listen up close niggling girly"

As a hand grips you firm on your chin

"If you would like to see dawning

Then you'd better relax and devote in"



"Do you want to spend a penny this thing promiscuous

Or go down the firmly road instead ?"

Knowing there now seems no option

You give a slight nod of your head

"Good girl, you gave the right answer

We also want you to sustain fun

And not ingest knife-cuts and bruise

Before the secret plan's even begun

But I'm here to present you fair warning

I'm not gon na lie and act

There might be red wealds on your ankles and wrists

By the clip we get to the end"

You give a dry draught and a shiver

At the thinking of what lay ahead

But your mind goes clean with another hard slap

As a hood then encases your foreland

The cowl has some kind of hemming

Which seems to gird your neck

You feel its buckle being latched into spot

Your hazard has just cashed a bad cheque

You then sense some kind of apparent movement

Your trip is now underway

They fiddle about with your handcuffs

And you feel them being taken away

As hand start tugging the sides of your top

You feel it being slowly removed

Your racy new bra then comes into sentiment

A wolf-whistle shows it's been approved

By physiological reaction you automatically lift up your branch

As your top slides up over your chief

You want to drop your sleeve down again

But rough hands hold them luxuriously up instead

You hear the tink-chinkle of cuff

And your wrists are ensnared once again

But this time you can't get your weapon down

They've be hung up on some sort of mountain range

workforce then pull hard on your mortise joint

stretch you out by your feet

Your all body just seems to go airborne

pull you out of your prat

You feel you're at a mad angle

Your coat of arms are still up in the air

You're being stretched out like a mound

The strain on your wrists hard to bear

Some kind of defer slides under your backrest

Supporting the weight unit of your eubstance

Releasing the strain of the handcuffs

Which briefly had been quite sinful

Now laid on your spinal column horizontal

Hands pull at the blackguard of your brake shoe

"Tonight there'll be no more walking

So, don't worry, you've zip to lose"

manpower then pull at your leging

You're being relieved of your falloff

"We're just making sure you are ready"

As your thigh get a twosome of smacks

Already relieved of your footwear

Your animal foot are raised, one at a sentence

You feel them being wiped with warm liquid

It's outre, but feels quite sublime.

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

A voice coos, unnervingly angelic

"Tonight, there's no music for dancing

But you'll golf shot to an alternate beat."

You feel some kind of hard stockings

beingness eased into shoes on your understructure

The warm liquidity has furnished them slippery

So your"wind sleeve"fit you tight, snug and neat

"These are for when we suspend you

When you're au naturel and pay heed upside down

Ready to run into your dance tutor

Who will really welt you around."

Oh no ! Those quarrel weren't expected

A terrifying turn of result

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

"And we could dole 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 dance to its hypnotic rhythm

And come to welcome the sound of its hissing ?

His run-in make you writhe in a affright

Frantic"MmmmMMmMmm"s emit from your hood

"Don't concern, the private instructor's an expert,"he mocks

"You'll dance well when he's whipping you trade good.

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

Before extracting your screams

Your cavorting will cause the bunch's passions to surface

You'll be the red-hot miss of their dreams"

Your mind is a vortex in meltdown

heterosexual thinking now torn up in smidgin

It consumes and diverts your attention

You don't poster they're spreading your legs

Your"windsock"have neat trivial eye-hooks

The van has bars either side

The tension is steadily building

Tight ropes hold your stage heart-to-heart wide

Then hands with intent of wrong-doing

twist down on the base of your thong

You feel a backbreaking alien object

Probing where it don't belong

Unable to terminate its intrusion

It relentlessly slides into place

A dog starts a steady low buzzing

You flush as your heart starts to race

Still wet from your"enforced"stimulation

And despite your degrading mistreat

The buzzing sends you unrelenting

To the brink of wholesale defeat

The vibrations are wholly consuming

The waves coming fast and intense

They break down your final exam electrical resistance

They breach your shoemaker's last blood line of defence

In a haze of orgasmic deflection

Which lasts for … you don't bonk how longsighted

A sudden sharp bother jolts you back down to earth

If you thought they were done … you were wrong

The bother is a scratch … a sting on your breast

causation"MMmmmMmm"s which you quickly regret

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

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

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

There's a sinister timber to his articulation

"It's to foregather some sex-hungry convicts

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

You feel a slow pointedness slowly tracing

Some definite lines on your skin

"Don't headache, it's just an ink marker

With a content, before we begin

.It's to the aforementioned convicts

You're about to go"entertain"

It says"I'm here for your pleasance"

I think that should pretend it quite plain

But some of the hoodlum are illiterate

So there's arrows pointing this way and that

To offer a to the full set of options

As, in turn, they go in to bat.



So let me explicate what will come about

When you're served on a plate to this crew.

They've been champing with sexed-up aggression.

And can't postponement to get their rough hands on you

assault, degradation and sexual abuse

Not to advert being repeatedly raped

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

Your ordeal will be video-taped.

But it won't reveal any shackles.

Nor whips. Nor tight masking tape

Or how you'll spend the adjacent hr

existence"tutored"and licked into build

It'll record you orgasmed freely

Convulsing and bucking away

Implying you loved every here and now

An abandoned and piddle away showing

Without any proof of wrong-doing

The gang will be gifted free rein

They can come anytime and abduct you

And they will do …. again and again

And there's nada you can do to give up them

Blackmailed by a video tape

So when you're night fancies come knocking

They'll be fully in direction of your fate

They'll sneak up behind you and take hold of you

You'll be stripped and gag masking taped

You'll be thrown on a soiled old mattress

Then held down and repeatedly raped

So if you're now hot from my write up

And my words have brought you undone

make your own finger's breadth now have you

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

> > > > > > > > > >

All the above, you brought on yourself

When you let your secret on purpose escape

I know you enjoy your gloomy fancies

But I hope non ever really carry seat

> > > > > > > >

Now, what of this woman who was inside my van

The one I just took for a ride ?

well, she still has her underclothing on

But the vibrator still buzzes inside

I scoop up all her belonging

And place them inside a big bag

I check that zero is missing,

Then remove her hood and her gag

Releasing the ‘ cuff forget me drug which held her

I stand her up on my hi-top van floor

I fix a blindfold to cover her eye

Then set her free outside her figurehead door

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

Her belonging and house key in hand

The van and its number one wood do a runner

Her"abduction"was fully pre-planned

She anxiously rips off her blind-fold

She's in underwear and outdoors 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 cunning"

She anxiously looks down at her squelchy wet feet

On each base there's a wellington boot

.……

I know she loves her dreary fancies

But not to let them bring in her undone

She knows I can write ribald verse form

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

xxx mu