Illusion ?/F Part 3 added 25/08

[Bigballgag1]

It was just past 7:30 in the evening as Abbie continued to type away at her desk. The 38 year old woman is often found on evenings such as this one, typing alone as she tries to keep as up to date as she can with her hectic business she owns. Over her 10 year career as her own boss, she has proved to be hugely successful as a property landlord but also as a realtor.

Aside from working she keeps herself in good shape by using the gym each morning. As such her 5”6 frame is slightly toned without looking like a body builder. Her long dyed blonde hair runs down to her mid back, slightly curly. Her deep hazel eyes beginning to look tired from too much computer screen use.

On this particular day she sits at her desk wearing a black short sleeveless dress which finishes at her mid thighs. It shows off just enough cleavage to be noticed without being potentially offensive. Her legs are covered in opaque nylon tights and a pair of black high heels are on her feet.

She pauses occasionally as she types, her foot tapping the floor rapidly as it appears something is on her mind. She’s apprehensive, nervous even.

Glancing at the clock above the door in her office and then again at a backpack next to the coat rack by the door she seems easily distracted.

Through the window next to the door, she can see someone else in the office tonight.

Naomi sits at a desk in the empty office. She does not type but rather sits and plays with her phone. She can be seen smirking as she flicks between tabs.

Naomi is slightly taller than Abbie at 5”10 with long dark brown hair. She is slightly less curvy and toned than Abbie but is still a very attractive woman and is around 5 years younger.

She wears an outfit not often found in this environment, a dark green sports bra with a pair of short black skintight gym shorts with a thong separating her cheeks underneath. On her feet is a pair of white gym socks and a pair of white trainers.

...

As Naomi sits at the desk she is seemingly unaware of her surroundings. A hand clamps over her mouth as a voice hisses “put the phone down and stand up. Hands up!”

She complies slowly, placing the phone face down. She stands to her feet and places her arms up.

“Not a sound.” The voice hisses again. “Strip. Now.”

Naomi reluctantly reaches for her sports bra first, pulling it over her head to reveal her bare breasts underneath. She bends down, untying the laces of her trainers next before slipping each one off. Her socks quickly follow suit. The final items for the pile next to her are her tight fitting shorts which she peels down her legs followed finally by her thong which completes the pile to her side.

“Socks. Ball them up and put them in your mouth. Do it.” The voice hisses again. Naomi is reluctant and disgusted but left with little choice she does just that, merging them together before forcing herself to stuff them in her mouth filling it effectively.

She barely has chance to accept the taste before a roll of pink vet wrap is soon being wrapped between her teeth at first followed by a thick layer over and around her mouth.

She soon finds herself bent over the desk in front of her. Her arms are pulled roughly behind her back as they are soon being secured tightly together with a length of rope. Another rope follows around her elbows.

Once Naomi’s elbows are tied, two ropes wrap above and below her breasts pinning her arms to her back. Another two ropes soon wrap around her shoulders, completing a tight breast harness for her.

Following the breast harness, Naomi soon feels a rope being wrapped tightly around her waist before being passed between her legs twice and cinched off neatly. Naomi instinctively “mppphs” in protest but it is no use. Whoever this is seems to know what they are doing. The work is quick yet expertly tight.

With her upper body secure, the captor moves onto her lower body. A rope wraps around her ankles first, sharply pulling them together before being cinched into place. Further ropes follow around her shins, lower knees, upper knees and thighs.

Naomi is lowered onto the floor. Her legs are soon bent backwards as she is put into a strict hogtie courtesy of a rope connecting her ankles to her elbows.

With little she can do but rock in place and mpph into her gag she is slid around on her front. She locks eyes with her captor...

[Caesar73]

Good to have you back @Bigballgag1 ! Do continue please!

[Bigballgag1]

Good to have you back @Bigballgag1 ! Do continue please!

Thank you! Hope to continue this as soon as possible

[Bigballgag1]

Looking down at Naomi is Abbie.

Abbie glances around, wanting to make sure the pair are alone. Satisfied as much as she can be and with her heart racing she places a black blindfold over Naomi’s head, covering her eyes.

She hurries, not expecting anyone else to join them but not wanting to take the chance. She thinks quickly, her process now seeming much more chaotic and unplanned.

Naomi is left alone briefly as she hurries to the supplies cupboard. The low flatbed trolley with the squeaky wheel is soon being wheeled towards Naomi. She is soon picked up and roughly lowered onto it. The cold blue metal bed of the trolley making her gasp as contact is made with her breasts in particular.

With Naomi lowered onto the trolley she does her best to hide her in plain sight. She uses her pile of clothes from the floor to wrap and cover as much of her hogtied frame as she can. Its not very neat or thorough.

She suddenly remembers a blanket in her office for when the heating occasionally goes wrong in the winter. The dark green blanket soon lowered over Naomi’s helpless body doing a much better job of covering her.

After picking up her handbag, the backpack and Naomi’s phone which she clenches tightly in her hand, she begins to wheel the trolley to the elevator. She is soon wheeling the trolley out to the car park after locking up the building, much like any other evening.

The empty dimly lit car park appeared to have nobody snooping around but Abbie did not want to take chances. She wheeled the trolley as fast as she reasonably could without causing suspicion. Her heart continued to race. The distant sounds of civilisation acting as a stark reminder anybody could see her.

Feeling slight relief to make it to her car she opened the trunk, unpacking the trolley in reverse. The clothing and blanket were placed in the car first before Naomi was picked up and placed on top of it. The only item not in the trunk was Naomi’s shoes which had been tossed in the passenger seat footwell.

Naomi settled into her predicament now, the blanket serving as temporary comfort compared to the cold trolley.

Soon enough the door to the trunk is closed. She locks the car and returns the trolley inside the building before setting the alarm.

Abbie sits in the drivers seat and takes a moment, exhaling deeply as she places both hands on the steering wheel. This could be a long evening and its only just beginning. She feels the pressure.

The car soon starts and is driven away into the distance with haste.

[Bigballgag1]

Abbie drives at a steady pace, trying not to attract attention. At the same time, with the adrenaline she feels in the moment, its hard for her to keep herself under control.

*BEEEPP BEEEEPPP*

“Come on, move it.” Abbie shouts whilst inside her car at someone who has stalled.

Once she leaves the town she parks up in a deserted passing place for a moment.

“Calm down. Its not helping.” She speaks to herself softly.

She steps out of the car and walks around to the trunk, lifting it up in a dramatic fashion. She roughly pulls up the blindfold, exposing Naomi’s eyes to her once again.

She takes some scissors and cuts the vet wrap around Naomi’s mouth, pulling the socks out after.

“You really think you are going to get away with this?” Abbie snaps. “Someone will figure out what is going on you just...you just wait.”

Naomi smirks from her hogtied position before breaking out into a laugh after a few moments of tense silence.

“I’m just the helpless kidnapped victim. If they check the cameras at your workplace, thats all they will see. Did you like my struggling? I think I did a good job, I felt like I was starring in my own movie.” She smirks again.

“Is this all a game to you? One of your twisted stunts?”

“Maybe.” She smirks yet again. “A game I am winning. In fact, I’m in control of you. I could have you anything for me. If you don’t, well, I don’t think you would risk it...not yet anyway. We both know why.” Naomi winks.

Abbie grew quiet. She knows all too well there is a leverage Naomi has over her and its one she cannot risk.

“Exactly. Now thank me. Then tell me the time.”

“What?...” Abbie responded confused.

“Do it.” Naomi reminded her.

“Thank you...” Abbie grumbles. “Its 7:45pm.”

“Good girl.” Naomi answers. “Now do me a favour and re-gag me. Make sure its nice and tight, I do like to yap. You’ll get further instructions in due course and remember, your phone is bugged so I really would not use it. After all, who would believe you? I am the victim here.”

Abbie’s response was not so much an audible phrase but more of a “Grrrr” sound.

She went to the bag of supplies and searched inside. She needed something to shut her up.

“Hello? How much longer is this going to take? Somebody help me!” Naomi called out impatiently. The sun was setting now providing an isolating back drop.

The wound up Abbie, clutched the item of choice and didn’t even give Naomi a chance to expect what was coming. Soon a big red harness ball gag was being pushed into her mouth and the various straps fastened. Each strap tight.

“Now shut up, suck on that. I’m sick of your voice.” Abbie answered slamming the trunk door down. It was a strange sensation for her, to appear in control when she really was not. Where was this all leading? She didn’t have a clue. She just wanted it resolved.

As if her evening could not get any worse, her car was soon illuminated by blue flashing lights. Abbie had unexpected company and an unexplainable situation.

[Caesar73]

As always intriguing! I did not expect Naomi staging her own kidnapping @Bigballgag1 ! Well done!

[Bigballgag1]

As always intriguing! I did not expect Naomi staging her own kidnapping @Bigballgag1 ! Well done!

Thank you, glad you enjoyed! I’m hoping to include further twists to come and of course the leverage Naomi has over Abbie. Just how much will she use it to get what she wants? If its clear just what she wants yet!