`` Abduction '' it maybe not what you want

But you have to accept what is served

And if you harbor glowering fancies

My words are what you deserve ... ..

I've written my"abduction"account

In a format not to every-ones taste

But if you decide to continue

grab a tissue, you know, just in case

My words are for one peculiar person

A womanhood I completely adored

And although my feelings still linger

She moved on and I moved abroad

Anyway, back to my story

And to collapse an initial perceptivity

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 rough play

Saying she looked to be open

To"crude Justice Department"being dispensed her way

Speechless, she re-joined her associate

Who told her about his intent

He picks up and takes away women

With or without their consent

They said he's an insatiable monster

The committer of"marathon"rapes

And some were said to last hours

Involving a whole bunch of his first mate

Her friends distinguish her Sir Thomas More wicked report

Of all manner of things that they do

To the women he takes with him

And insist that the news report are admittedly

They said he's never arrested

And immune from conviction for aliveness

He has a crown-judge in his air pocket

Having filmed a"long dark"with his wife



They said the first Night that he"took"her

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

But after her long night of"attention"

For month, she"attended"each week

The news spread throughout her hi-circles

Other wife felt a indigence to"attend"

> But that's a unit different narrative

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

Her champion 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 booster were just joking

And the tease was at her expense

‘ Cos getting away with such outrage

Just wouldn't have made any sentiency

But they say if she goes the next Fri

She'd better prepare in advance

To spend 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 Fri night

They said to do back and confront him

And she drunkenly says she just might.

"Come alone next week, then, we dare you"

Her friends itch her all in one voice

"But if you allow him to carry 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 calendar week like her admirer had all told her.

The guy had looked fearsome and brutish

The eccentric who controls and commands

No uncertainty he could do what he wanted

To those who fell into his hands

But for now she's too tiddly to mull

About coming back the next week

All she wants to do at that moment

Is go place and get cargo of sleep.

…………

Two nighttime later, recalling the stories

Her nighttime fancies begin to support sway

An unwholesome frisson starts building

At thought process of kidnap and carnal foul maneuver

Remembering what her friends told her

She scrolls through some sickening fit

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

Her finger's breadth know just what that means

They start to tinct 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 farseeing night of more adjoin

His ‘ influence'is starting to fleet

But as Fri sun hangs low in the sky

decisiveness now have to be made

Just then her phone Ping a message

Unnerving, it almost rings rightful

It's from a friend who had dared her

"Are you dreading tonight's rendezvous ?

But I bet that you still end up going

Dressed sexy to give the green light

To his designs to nobble 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 instinct scream"just stay away"

She decides to look all the same.

This time around she flies alone

No back-up or friendly documentation

She knows of his gruesome repute

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

………….. so

Swearing she's not out for"dangerous undertaking"

But just fantasy a duo of wines.

She preps and preens in close detail.

And vamper herself up to the nines

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

With its prey of wanton purpose

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

And tonight she is head teacher of the line

…………….

The bar is a heady area

And her heart thumps hard in her dresser

Coursing hot blood through her body

Causing improper unrest

At first he just seems to ignore her

And throws a bare quick fleeting coup d'oeil

But it tells him she's kept her appointment

With his punic, sly game of chance

Nervous, but strangely excited

She drinks more wine than she should

Praying he doesn't come over

But secretly hoping he would

He watches her drink herself dizzy

He ensures no-one else intervenes

affected role, 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 pitch was all bluster

He sidles up-side when she goes to the bar

To muster out his cruel plans to kidnap her

His silver spiel 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, politic and seductive.

Her defenses melt away, one by one.

If he can chip away all resistance,

Her stimulation will tip her undo

He breathes to a greater extent watchword of flirtation

Soft and sensuous into her ear

Saying she's sure to enjoy it

And that she has nothing to fear.

He says he'll be kind, slow and entitle

That he'll earn it erotic 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 brightness on her skin.

And she thrills to the thinking of abduction

As her dark fancies kick in.

Her subversive and growing arousal

haulage 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 slaughter,

If her forged incubus comes reliable.

But as her ohmic resistance slips slowly away,

Her comeuppance is now over-due

He asks if she'd like to come with him

volition, and of free agreement

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 severe to consecrate"No"as an solution

When she's horny and heady with wine

He can see that she's started to waver

So he baseball swing into action at law design"B"

A cute little game he has up his sleeve

Involving handcuff, a daring and a key

Her eyes open wide as if saucers

When he drops his ‘ cuff 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 drinking 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 require her heart off the handcuffs

Or deny that they gave her a rush

.

He wheedles his finger's breadth high into her tomentum

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 notion, and still shaking her headway

The temptation proves laborious to balk

And she disturbingly hears herself saying

"OK, but only one wrist."

Her rush is now goose-bumps as he picks up the ‘ cuffs

And clicks one end to her carpus

"Now swing your blazonry round behind you"he says

"Go on.. please.. I insist"

In a play-act she's taking no further

Her arms swing around to comply

But an accomplice has slinked up behind her

And wrist two gets clicked high and dry

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

She immediately starts to protest

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

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

"Here ”, he says"You take the key"

As he pulls at the shank of her slacks

Then dropping the key straight down the nominal head

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 serious behave and be silent.

In your interest, don't make a scene

‘ cos this bar is fully of drunk horn-dogs

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

His finger then snake where they shouldn't

In search of his devious plunder

He can see this is just what she wanted

He can tell by the looking in her eyes

Her branch start feeling like jelly

And she leans on the bar for living

Which offers a position more accommodate

free people rein for his punic sport.

As his digit keep slowly advancing

She lets out a despairing moan

She knows she is satiny with arousal

And conditional relation have finally hit nursing home

His fingers slip down ever lower

Her arms are cuffed at her back

She's bent over with legs all akimbo

And can't lay off his sordid attack

A digit alight on its objective

Then massages slow up and down

And just to deepen her torment

His quarter round circles slow circle and round

As he explores even further

Her legs set about to impart way

But he continues his finger dance legerdemain

And their brazen and claiming ballet

A finger now gaining entire trespass

Another one slides by its side

working her ever more firmly

working her ever more wide

threesome finger's breadth then round out her torment

III fingers which do what they will

threesome fingerbreadth now slick with her juices

Three fingers which just fit the bill

She hates him for being such a bastard

She hates him for being so coarse

She hates him for saying she'd like it

She hates him for knowing the truth.

He tells her that he could now ingest her

hang over, right now and right here

And that no-one would ill-use in to help her

In fact, they would probably cheer.

She knows she can't let that materialize

Drunk horn-dogs were sure 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 language

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

"To see some horny jail-birds ”.

His heavy arm then jive around her

Effectively sealing her fate

A cape is flung over her shoulders

And now it's too recent to escape

The cape hides the ‘ turnup that control her

His arm guides her out through the room access

She's marched to a van which is waiting

A van she has been in before

hold up fourth dimension the driver was friendly

A mate she thought she knew well

But he knows all about her dark fancies

Of abduction into lawless sex-hell

So this ride is not a transfer

Where the device driver is confection and obliging

He's taking her to her worst nightmare

And dark forces are doing the driving

> > > >



If you continue on reading

It's you who has taken the lure

You've gone and exposed your own penchant

So keep version to witness your fate.

The taradiddle about your abductor

Have almost hit on the nail

He has a clandestine contract bridge

With a rough and toughened local jail.



He goes to the pub every Friday

Exploiting the deep secrets within

Those who harbor dark fancies

And your preference 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 blockade reading

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

> >. > .. > >

Exploiting dark opinion of abduction

The"recruiter"has sucked you right in

You only have yourself to blame

As you let your nightmare begin

The door to his van sliding board wide spread

Two henchmen then haul you inside

The doorway slams shut causing darkness

Now there's nowhere to run or to hide

Hands then twine you and sour you

This way and that, who knows where

Manhandled with uncaring roughness

You're pushed into some kind of chair

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

You hear a growling vocalization 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 oral fissure

A tie-band then holds it in post

Then an explosion of blinding white asterisk

As a hand slaps you voiceless in your face

"Now listen up close lilliputian girly"

As a manus grips you firm on your chin

"If you would like to see morning

Then you'd dependable relax and give in"



"Do you want to make this thing comfortable

Or go down the hard route instead ?"

Knowing there now seems no option

You give a slight nod of your top dog

"Good girl, you gave the right response

We also want you to have fun

And not consume knife-cuts and bruises

Before the game's even begun

But I'm here to move over you fair warning

I'm not gon na lie and pretend

There might be red wealds on your ankles and wrist joint

By the time we get to the end"

You give a dry gulping and a shiver

At the thinking of what lay ahead

But your brain goes blank with another hard smack

As a toughie then encases your top dog

The hoodlum has some sort of hemming

Which seems to encircle your neck

You feel its warp being latched into place

Your luck has just cashed a bad cheque

You then smell out some form of motion

Your stumble is now underway

They fiddle about with your handcuff

And you feel them being taken away

As helping hand start tugging the slope 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 lift up your blazonry

As your top slides up over your top dog

You want to drop your arms down again

But raspy hands hold them high-pitched up instead

You hear the tink-chinkle of cuff

And your carpus are ensnared once again

But this time you can't get your munition down

They've be hung up on some variety of chain

bridge player then pull hard on your ankles

Stretching you out by your infantry

Your completely body just seems to go airborne

Pulling you out of your seat

You feel you're at a mad Angle

Your arms are still up in the air

You're being stretched out like a hammock

The strain on your radiocarpal joint hard to accept

Some variety of tabularise swoop under your back

Supporting the weight unit of your body

Releasing the strain of the cuff

Which briefly had been quite ungodly

Now laid on your punt horizontal

deal pull at the cad of your place

"Tonight there'll be no more walking

So, don't trouble, you've goose egg to mislay"

Hands then pull at your leggings

You're being relieved of your slacks

"We're just making sure you are ready"

As your thigh get a couple of smacks

Already relieved of your footwear

Your substructure are raised, one at a time

You feel them being wiped with warm liquid state

It's bizarre, but feels quite sublime.

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

A voice coos, unnervingly sweet

"Tonight, there's no music for dancing

But you'll swing to an alternative beat."

You feel some kind of backbreaking stockings

Being eased into place on your foot

The warmly liquidity has furnished them slippery

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

"These are for when we suspend you

When you're naked and hung upside down

Ready to satisfy your dance coach

Who will really scald you around."

Oh no ! Those row weren't expected

A terrifying turning of event

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

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

You're relieved to take heed an escape-route

He bailiwick you close for response

You nod your drumhead like a fiend

It's exactly just what he wants

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

To feel the warm glowing of its candy kiss

To dance to its hypnotic beat

And come to welcome the audio of its hoot ?

His words make you writhe in a scare

Frantic"MmmmMMmMmm"s emit from your hood

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

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

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

Before extracting your scream

Your cavorting will cause the crew's passions to rise

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

Your idea is a whirlpool in meltdown

heterosexual person thinking now torn up in shreds

It consumes and diverts your care

You don't card they're spreading your ramification

Your"socks"have bang-up footling eye-hooks

The van has bars either side

The tension is steadily building

Tight ropes hold your branch open broad

Then hands with intent of wrong-doing

Pull down on the base of your lash

You feel a heavy foreign object

Probing where it don't belong

Unable to arrest its intrusion

It relentlessly slides into place

A click starts a unshakable low buzzing

You flush as your heart starts to race

Still wet from your"enforced"arousal

And despite your degrading mistreat

The buzzing sends you unrelenting

To the verge of sweeping licking

The quiver are wholly consuming

The undulation coming fast and acute

They break down your net resistance

They breach your conclusion line of defence force

In a fog of orgasmic deflection

Which lasts for … you don't know how long

A sudden sharp-worded pain jerk you back down to earth

If you thought they were done … you were wrong

The pain is a scratch … a sting on your breast

Causing"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 cognize where we're going"

There's a sinister pure tone to his representative

"It's to meet some sex-hungry convict

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

You feel a muffled gunpoint slowly tracing

Some definite crinkle on your skin

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

With a subject matter, 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 thugs are illiterate

So there's arrows pointing this way and that

To offer a full moon set of options

As, in number, they go in to bat.



So let me explain what will happen

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

They've been champing with sexed-up aggression.

And can't hold to get their rocky hands on you

Violation, degradation and sexual ill-treatment

Not to remark being repeatedly raped

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

Your ordeal will be video-taped.

But it won't reveal any shackles.

Nor lash. Nor tight masking tape

Or how you'll spend the next hour

Being"tutored"and licked into shape

It'll record you orgasmed freely

Convulsing and bucking away

Implying you loved every moment

An abandoned and wanton video display

Without any test copy of wrong-doing

The crew will be gifted free rein

They can fare anytime and abduct you

And they will do …. again and again

And there's nothing you can do to stop them

Blackmailed by a video mag tape

So when you're dark fancies come knocking

They'll be fully in charge of your fate

They'll sneak up behind you and catch you

You'll be stripped and gag masking taped

You'll be thrown on a dirty old mattress

Then held down and repeatedly raped

So if you're now hot from my story

And my lyric have brought you undone

make your own digit now have you

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

> > > > > > > > > >

All the above, you brought on yourself

When you let your secret on purpose escape

I know you have sex your dark fantasy

But I hope non ever really train stead

> > > > > > > >

Now, what of this womanhood 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 post them inside a big bag

I ensure that nothing is missing,

Then remove her hood and her gag

Releasing the ‘ turnup R-2 which held her

I stand her up on my hi-top van floor

I fix a blindfold to cover her oculus

Then set her free outside her front door

It's cold and it's three in the first light

Her belonging and house key in hand

The van and its device driver do a contrabandist

Her"abduction"was fully pre-planned

She anxiously rips off her blind-fold

She's in underclothing and open air alone

Her heart adjust into focus

She sees she's outside her own rest home

She feels the vibration is still buzzing

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

She anxiously looks down at her squelchy wet metrical foot

On each fundament there's a wellington boot

.……

I know she loves her dark partiality

But not to let them bring in her undo

She knows I can indite bawdry poems

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

xxx mu