Sitting Patiently (M/F)

[TamatoaShiny123]

(A story I wrote a while ago for someone. This probably could go in the Everyone Section, but with the gun & being stripped, I just wanted to be safe and post it here. Anyway, hope you enjoy:)

I was walking back to my house after going to the gym. I was exhausted and was looking forward to a nice relaxing evening. However, when I walked in the door, I was greeted with a man wearing a ski mask pointing a gun at me!

"Don't make a sound! This is a robbery”, he shouted.

Terrified, I put my hands over my mouth, desperate not to scream.

"Strip to your underwear" he ordered.

Though I was humiliated to do so, I had no choice. I took off my gym clothes and revealed my red and white striped bra and tan panties.

"Lie on your stomach and put your hands behind your back"

When I did, he took a red silk scarf and tied it around my wrists, cinching the knot. He then took a rope and tied it around my knees and ankles.

"Time to shut you up" he said, holding a white cloth.

"Please don't! I won't shou-" I get out before he shoved the cloth in my mouth. He then took out a red bandana and tied it between my teeth, knotting it behind my red hair. He watched as I squirm in my bonds, trying to break free. Unfortunately, the knots were too tight for me to wiggle out of, and the gag muffled my pleas for help. My captor then picked me up and placed me on the couch. He positioned so that I was kneeling on the cushion and facing the wall.

“Now, I’m going to go through your house and take whatever I want. You just sit there and don’t move. If you try to move or escape...”

As he said this, he held something (probably his gun, but I couldn’t see and was afraid to turn around) to my spine.

“...well, just don’t try to. Got it?”

I whimpered into my gag, hoping that he’d just go away.

He held the object to my back for a few more seconds before withdrawing it and walking away. While he walked around my house and taking my stuff, I’m stuck on the couch in my underwear, tied and silenced. And there wasn’t anything I could do to stop him. It was both highly humiliating and frightening! Finally, after what had felt like an hour (it was more like a half hour, but it certainly felt longer), he came back to the living room. He picks me up off the couch and places me on the floor.

“Well, I went through your stuff and I picked out some pretty nice stuff.”

He let me make an angered grunt through my gag before continuing.

“I’m also going to call the police, anonymously of course, so they’ll be there to free you soon. I have to go now, but I don’t want you to see me leave.”

I make a confused grunt.

“Now, I could just blindfold you, but that’d be too easy, wouldn’t it?”

With that, he reaches into his jeans pocket and pulls out two things: a white towel (wait, did he steal my towels from the bathroom?) and a brown bottle. He opens the bottle and pours some liquid onto the towel.

“You’re about to take a little nap while I escape. Just breathe this stuff in and you’ll fall asleep quicker. And this will all be all over.”

With that, he knelt down, used one hand to hold my head still and the other to press the towel down over my nose. I struggle for a moment, but realize it’s no use. Submittingly, I breathe in the chemicals and drift off to sleep...

The End