`` Abduction '' it maybe not what you want

But you have to accept what is served

And if you harbor glum fancies

My words are what you deserve ... ..

I've written my"abduction"story

In a format not to every-ones taste

But if you decide to retain

Grab a tissue, you know, just in eccentric

My Christian Bible are for one special person

A woman I completely adored

And although my feelings still linger

She moved on and I moved abroad

Anyway, back to my taradiddle

And to give 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 rough play

Saying she looked to be clear

To"gravelly justice"being dispensed her way

Speechless, she re-joined her associate

Who told her about his intent

He picks up and takes away cleaning woman

With or without their consent

They said he's an insatiable behemoth

The committer of"marathon"rapes

And some were said to end hour

Involving a hale crowd of his mates

Her friends tell her more sinful stories

Of all personal manner of things that they do

To the char he takes with him

And insist that the account are true

They said he's never arrested

And immune from judgment of conviction for life

He has a crown-judge in his pocket

Having filmed a"long Night"with his wife



They said the 1st Nox that he"took"her

He didn't know she's the married woman of a beak

But after her long night of"aid"

For months, she"attended"each week

The intelligence spread throughout her hi-circles

Other wife felt a need to"give ear"

> But that's a whole different write up

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

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 tease was at her expense

‘ Cos getting away with such outrage

Just wouldn't have made any sensory faculty

But they say if she goes the next Friday

She'd better prepare in advance

To spend her life as a sex hard worker

If she falls fair game to his sly verbal dancing

They say he's always"recruiting"

And was in every Friday night

They said to descend back and confront him

And she drunkenly says she just might.

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

Her friends root on her all in one voice

"But if you allow him to need you away

He'll use you for 60 minutes .. no choice ”.

Later, as they all were dispersing

She glanced back over her shoulder

And wondered if he'd be"recruiting"

Next workweek like her friends had all told her.

The guy had looked fearsome and brutish

The case who controls and commands

No dubiousness he could do what he wanted

To those who fell into his hands

But for now she's too potty to chew over

About coming back the following week

All she wants to do at that instant

Is go home plate and get loads of sleep.

…………

Two nights later, recalling the history

Her night fancy begin to hold swing

An unwholesome chill starts building

At sentiment of kidnap and carnal foul looseness

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 on where they shouldn't

At vision of being taken away

And as they take on a life of their own

She can't halt them having their way

... ... ... ..

After four tenacious nights of more rival

His ‘ influence'is starting to languish

But as Friday sun hangs low in the sky

Decisions now have to be made

Just then her telephone set pings a substance

Unnerving, it almost rings admittedly

It's from a friend who had dared her

"Are you dreading this evening's rendezvous ?

But I bet that you still end up going

Dressed sexy to return the green Light

To his designing to nobble you

And get yourself gang-raped all Nox"

Dismissing this unthinkable notion

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

And as her instincts shrieking"just appease away"

She decides to front all the same.

This time around she flies solo

No back-up or well-disposed backup

She knows of his grim repute

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

………….. so

Swearing she's not out for"adventure"

But just phantasy a brace of wines.

She preps and preens in snug detail.

And vamps herself up to the nine-spot

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

With its targets of wanton designing

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

And tonight she is head of the line of descent

…………….

The bar is a heady arena

And her heart thumps tough in her chest of drawers

Coursing hot blood through her trunk

Causing unlawful agitation

At first he just seems to ignore her

And throws a bare quick fleeting glance

But it tells him she's kept her appointment

With his punic, sly game of fortune

Nervous, but strangely excited

She drinks Thomas More vino than she should

Praying he doesn't come over

But secretly hoping he would

He watches her drink herself featherbrained

He ensures no-one else intervenes

patient, he sharpens his talons

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



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

And his late delivery was all bluster

He sidles up-side when she goes to the bar

To go off his cruel plans to snatch her

His silver patter is entrancing.

A well-practiced, seductive secret plan 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 microprocessor chip away all resistor,

Her arousal will tip her undone

He breathes Thomas More word of flirtation

Soft and sensuous into her ear

Saying she's sure to enjoy it

And that she has zilch to fear.

He says he'll be form, slow and pacify

That he'll make it titillating and fun

And as his fingerbreadth sneak up through her hairsbreadth

Her gaining control has already begun

When his fingers caress the nucha of her neck opening,

It's talons which brush light on her skin.

And she thrills to the sentiment of abduction

As her dark fancies kick in.

Her revolutionary and growing stimulation

Draws her deeper under his charm.

Allowing her back-stabbing daimon

To sleep-walk her into sex hell.

She'll be like a lamb to the slaughter,

If her uncollectible nightmare comes admittedly.

But as her resistance faux pas slowly away,

Her comeuppance is now over-due

He asks if she'd like to do with him

volition, and of innocent accord

To where they could get to be favorable

And where avenues could be explored

She knows wicked deeds could befall her

And she knows she has to decline

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

When she's horny and heady with wine

He can see that she's started to vacillate

So he swinging into action design"B"

A cute little game he has up his sleeve

Involving handcuffs, a dare and a key

Her eyes undefended wide as if saucers

When he drops his ‘ cuffs on the bar

She immediately senses her jeopardise

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 drink if you try them,

seminal fluid 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 middle off the handcuff

Or deny that they gave her a rush

.

He wheedles his fingers high into her haircloth

As he places a key on the bar

"I know that you're dying to try them

And to palpate how thrilling they are"

Despite her gut feeling, and still shaking her head

The temptation proves operose to protest

And she disturbingly hears herself saying

"OK, but only one wrist."

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

And clicks one end to her carpus

"Now swing your arms round behind you"he says

"Go on.. please.. I insist"

In a play-act she's taking no further

Her branch swing around to follow

But an accomplice has slinked up behind her

And wrist two gets clicked luxuriously and dry

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

She immediately starts to resist

"Oh no, you're right, 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 slack water

Then dropping the key straight down the look

He laughs as her panic attacks

"Hey, how can I possibly reach it

Now that you've dropped it down there ?"

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

"Even if it's in your underwear.

But you'd dear behave and be silent.

In your interest, don't make a aspect

‘ cos this bar is good of drunkard horn-dogs

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

His digit then snake where they shouldn't

In lookup of his devious award

He can see this is just what she wanted

He can differentiate by the look in her eyes

Her ramification startle feeling like jelly

And she leans on the bar for support

Which offers a position more obligate

free rein for his treacherous sport.

As his digit keep slowly advancing

She lets out a desperate moan

She knows she is sly with rousing

And significance have finally hit home

His finger slip down ever lower

Her subdivision are cuffed at her back

She's bent over with legs all akimbo

And can't block up his squalid attack

A finger alight on its mark

Then massages slow up and down

And just to compound her torment

His quarter round circles slow unit of ammunition and round

As he explores even further

Her legs commence to chip in way

But he continues his finger's breadth dance trick

And their brazen and claiming ballet

A fingerbreadth now gaining full trespass

Another one playground slide by its slope

Working her ever more firmly

working her ever more encompassing

Three finger then round out her torment

Three finger which do what they will

Three finger now slick with her juices

Three fingers which just fit the handbill

She hates him for being such a illegitimate

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 have her

Bent over, right now and right here

And that no-one would abuse in to help her

In fact, they would probably cheer.

She knows she can't let that befall

Drunk horn-dogs were certain to connect 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 password

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

"To meet some horny jail-birds ”.

His sullen arm then golf stroke around her

Effectively sealing her fate

A ness is flung over her berm

And now it's too late to escape

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 mate she thought she knew well

But he knows all about her benighted illusion

Of abduction into lawless sex-hell

So this ride is not a conveyancing

Where the driver is seraphic and obliging

He's taking her to her high-risk nightmare

And obscure personnel are doing the driving

> > > >



If you continue on reading

It's you who has taken the hook

You've gone and exposed your own preference

So sustain reading to witness your fate.

The stories about your abductor muscle

Have almost hit on the nail

He has a clandestine contract

With a rough and problematical local jail.



He goes to the pub every Fri

Exploiting the bass closed book within

Those who harbor dark partiality

And your penchant has seen you sucked in.

So now you've been tricked into handlock

You've been frog-marched out to his van

You know you should really terminate interpretation

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

> >. > .. > >

Exploiting dark mentation of abduction

The"recruiter"has sucked you right in

You only have yourself to blame

As you let your incubus Begin

The door to his van lantern slide wide open

Two collaborator then haul you inside

The door slams shut causing darkness

Now there's nowhere to run or to veil

Hands then twist you and turn you

This way and that, who knows where

Manhandled with uncaring rough water

You're pushed into some kind of chair

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

You hear a rumble 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 sassing

A tie-band then holds it in shoes

Then an explosion of blinding ovalbumin stars

As a hand slaps you unvoiced in your face

"Now listen up close lilliputian girly"

As a helping hand traction you firm on your chin

"If you would like to see aurora

Then you'd just relax and give in"



"Do you want to realize this thing easy

Or go down the difficult route instead ?"

Knowing there now seems no option

You give a slight nod of your headspring

"Good little girl, you gave the right solvent

We also want you to have fun

And not have knife-cuts and bruise

Before the game's even begun

But I'm here to throw you bonny warning

I'm not gon na lie and make believe

There might be red wealds on your ankles and wrist

By the clip we get to the end"

You give a dry gulp and a shudder

At the thought of what lay ahead

But your nous goes blank with another tough slap

As a cap then encases your forefront

The cowl has some kind of hemming

Which seems to gird your neck opening

You feel its buckle being latched into place

Your circumstances has just cashed a bad cheque

You then sense some kind of motion

Your slip is now afoot

They fiddle about with your cuff

And you feel them being taken away

As mitt start tugging the side of your top

You feel it being slowly removed

Your racy new bra then comes into view

A wolf-whistle appearance it's been approved

By reflex you automatically lift up your arms

As your top slides up over your promontory

You want to drop your arms down again

But rough hired man hold them high up instead

You hear the tink-chinkle of cuff

And your wrists are ensnared once again

But this time you can't get your arms down

They've be hung up on some sort of Ernst Boris Chain

hired hand then pull hard on your ankles

Stretching you out by your feet

Your whole organic structure just seems to go airborne

Pulling you out of your hind end

You feel you're at a mad Angle

Your arms are still up in the air

You're being stretched out like a sack

The straining on your wrists hard to behave

Some kind of table sloping trough under your spinal column

Supporting the weight of your body

Releasing the strain of the handcuff

Which briefly had been quite sinful

Now laid on your back horizontal

Hands pull at the heel of your shoe

"Tonight there'll be no more walking

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

Hands then pull at your legging

You're being relieved of your slacks

"We're just making for sure you are quick"

As your thigh get a couple of smacks

Already relieved of your footwear

Your feet are raised, one at a metre

You feel them being wiped with warm liquid

It's flaky, but feels quite sublime.

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

A voice coos, unnervingly sweet

"Tonight, there's no medicine for dancing

But you'll swing to an alternate beat."

You feel some kind of hard stockings

Being eased into place on your invertebrate foot

The warm liquidness has furnished them slippery

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

"These are for when we suspend you

When you're au naturel and hung upside down

Ready to see your dance private instructor

Who will really welt you around."

Oh no ! Those words weren't expected

A terrifying act of events

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

"And we could dispense with taking such lengths."

You're relieved to try an escape-route

He studies you close for reply

You nod your promontory like a demon

It's exactly just what he wants

"So you do desire a tasting of the bull-whip

To feel the warm glow of its kiss

To dance to its hypnotic rhythm

And come to welcome the audio of its hiss ?

His words make you writhe in a panic

Frantic"MmmmMMmMmm"s emit from your toughie

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

"You'll saltation well when he's flagellation you proficient.

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

Before extracting your screaming

Your cavorting will cause the gang's passion to uprise

You'll be the hot girl of their pipe dream"

Your mind is a maelstrom in nuclear meltdown

straightaway thinking now torn up in shreds

It consumes and diverts your attention

You don't notice they're spreading your legs

Your"socks"have smashing little eye-hooks

The van has bar either side of meat

The tension is steadily building

Tight ropes hold your legs out-of-doors wide

Then hands with aim of wrong-doing

twist down on the basis of your flip-flop

You feel a hard alien physical object

Probing where it don't belong

Unable to stop its invasion

It relentlessly slides into situation

A detent starts a calm 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 unforgiving

To the brink of in large quantities defeat

The vibrations are wholly consuming

The waves coming fast and intense

They break down your last resistance

They breach your terminal line of defence

In a daze of orgasmic divagation

Which lasts for … you don't know how long

A sudden sharp infliction jolts you back down to earth

If you thought they were done … you were amiss

The bother is a cabbage … a sting on your white meat

causing"MMmmmMmm"s which you quickly rue

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

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

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

There's a sinister tone to his voice

"It's to fulfil some sex-hungry inmate

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

You feel a dull point slowly tracing

Some definite cable on your skin

"Don't trouble, it's just an ink marking

With a subject matter, before we begin

.It's to the aforementioned yardbird

You're about to go"entertain"

It says"I'm here for your pleasance"

I think that should stimulate it quite plain

But some of the thug are ignorant

So there's arrows pointing this way and that

To offer a wide set of options

As, in round, 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 wait to get their rough hired hand on you

Violation, degradation and sexual revilement

Not to mention being repeatedly raped

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

Your ordeal will be video-taped.

But it won't reveal any shackles.

Nor whips. Nor soaked masking tape

Or how you'll spend the next hour

Being"tutored"and licked into flesh

It'll record you orgasmed freely

Convulsing and bucking away

Implying you loved every here and now

An abandoned and wanton show

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 null you can do to stop them

Blackmailed by a video tape

So when you're dark fancies come knocking

They'll be fully in thrill of your lot

They'll snitcher up behind you and grab 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 narrative

And my words have brought you undone

shuffling your own fingers 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 use escapism

I know you love your dark illusion

But I hope non ever really take place

> > > > > > > >

Now, what of this woman who was inside my van

The one I just took for a ride ?

wellspring, she still has her underwear on

But the vibrator still buzzes inside

I scoop up all her belonging

And place them inside a big bag

I ensure that nothing is missing,

Then take away her hood and her gag

Releasing the ‘ cuff Mexican valium which held her

I stand her up on my hi-top van story

I fix a blindfold to cover her heart

Then set her free outside her movement doorway

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

Her belonging and house key in hand

The van and its driver do a runner

Her"abduction"was fully pre-planned

She anxiously rips off her blind-fold

She's in underwear and open alone

Her eyes adjust into direction

She sees she's outside her own home

She feels the vibe is still buzzing

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

She anxiously looks down at her squelchy wet ft

On each foot there's a First Duke of Wellington boot

.……

I know she loves her night partiality

But not to let them bring her untie

She knows I can write bawdry poem

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

xxx mu