This story actually took place back in 2016 but for whatever reason I hadn’t put it on paper until just recently. It involves my wife at the time who I’ll call Melissa as well as our neighbors who I’ll call Dan and Abby. We were all attending a Halloween party at a mutual neighbors house on a Saturday night towards the end of October, but I remember it was unusually warm for that time of year - well above 70 degrees. Melissa went as a sexy Strawberry Shortcake which was a store bought costume consisting of a very short pink and white checkered shoulder less dress, matching bonnet, and green and white striped thigh high nylon socks. She also wore nude pantyhose underneath and brown chunk style heels.
We had planned ahead of time with Dan and Abby to “kidnap†Melissa overnight. I believe I’ve mentioned it in the last but Melissa was not into bondage anywhere near the way I was, but we were both really into feet - especially hers. This was also the last time that Melissa and I engaged in any type of bondage play, but it was definitely a good one!
We went next door around 7 on the night of the party. We hung out for several hours and both had quite a bit to drink, Melissa even more so than me. Probably in anticipation of what was about to happen to her that night. At around midnight that night I said I was heading home, which was only next door. As planned Melissa said she wanted to stay and she’d be home shortly (obviously we both knew she wouldn’t be home in a bit, it just helped with the authenticity of the scenario).
I got home and immediately jumped into bed, hoping to fall asleep to make the time pass quicker but I was way too excited to sleep. I laid there waiting and wondering, when would this take place and how would I be notified?
It seemed like days had passed as I laid there and waited, I could only imagine what Melissa was going through at that point. The it finally happened. Just before 2am my phone vibrated. It was a text from Abby and it simply read, “We have your wife. Want to see?â€. I quickly responded, trying not to be overanxious. I replied, trying to stay in character as the husband of a kidnapped wife but also dying to see what they had done with Melissa.
We went back and forth with a few texts, mostly of me asking about Melissa’s situation. Finally she sent me a pic of Melissa. It was very dark and I struggled to make out the image Melissa was in their basement and her hands were bound with rope to a beam in the ceiling. Her heels were removed and sitting next to her stocking feet, and her ankles were also bound with rope. There were a few strips of duct tape over her mouth with something written on it. The image was intentionally dark to make it seem like a real kidnapping and it was tough to make out what was written in the tape. I finally was able to zoom in on the image and realized what they wrote on Melissa’s gag, it read, “ MY FEET STINKâ€.
Melissa had a look of distress on her face, definitely playing the part perfectly. The next text I received said they had to go for a bit to have some fun with my wife. I was beyond excited at this out but also a little nervous. And I was curious about what Melissa was actually going through at that moment. Were they just taking a few pics to make it look like a real kidnapping or were they actually keeping her bound and gagged?
About an hour and a half passed and my phone vibrated again. I fumbled it as I picked it up and quickly opened my text. There was just a picture and I was absolutely stunned. It was of Melissa - she was tied to their bed spread eagle and her striped socks were removed. She was still wearing the nude pantyhose she wore underneath her socks. Melissa was cleave gagged with her striped socks she was wearing and Abby was laying in the bed next to her wearing a ski mask. Melissa had a look of disgust on her face, presumably from having the feet of her socks forced into her mouth.
Another hour or so passed and my phone vibrated once again. I had accepted the fact that I wasn’t going to get any sleep that night. I looked at my phone anxiously and saw another picture and Abby wrote below it, “Looks like strawberry shortcake lost her costumeâ€. The pic was of Melissa, hogtied on the ottoman in our neighbors living room. Her costume had been removed and she was only wearing her bra, panties, and pantyhose. She was gagged with a jennings style metal gag and had drool flowing out of her mouth and onto the ottoman.
About 15 minutes later my phone went off again. Dan and Abby both know Melissa and I have a huge foot fetish so we asked ahead of time to have them put a huge focus on her feet and footwear. The next pic was Melissa in the same position, still wearing the same thing she was wearing in the last pic. Dan was kneeling in front of Melissa, wearing a ski mask like Abby, and was holding one of Melissa’s heels she had on earlier over her face and nose. Below the pic Abby wrote, “The smell of de feet!â€
About an hour went by from the last text and I was starting to get a little concerned. I knew Melissa was just across the street but the whole feel of the kidnapping had me a bit worried. Finally my phone vibrated again. The sun was just starting to come up but it was still dark outside. I opened the text and what I saw made my jaw drop. They were back in the basement at this point and Melissa was on her knees, hands behind her back, and her knees were spread apart. Her feet were tied together with rope and also tied to her hands which prevented Melissa from standing.
What really caught my eye was that she was now stripped to her panties. Her pantyhose and bra were removed and she was tied up wearing only her black thong. I never expected her to allow this, assuming she did allow it. She was gagged with a bright red head harness trainer ballgag that filled her mouth. She also had clamps on both nipples and her eyes were scrunched shut, presumably from the pain. Below the picture my neighbor wrote, “Your wife said the butt plug hurts much more than the nipples clipsâ€.
The next text came about half an hour later. At this point it was fairly light outside but their basement only had one window which was covered with a curtain so it was still pretty dark down there. Once again I grabbed my phone and looked quickly at the text. It was a pic of Melissa on all fours with a collar around her neck attached to a leash. Melissa still had her thong on but nothing more. In this pic Abby was stripped to her bra, panties, and black knee high socks (She went as Wednesday Adams to the party the night before). Abby held the other end of the leash and was holding Melissa over two of their dog bowls, one filled with water and the other with was filled with - well it looked like dog food but I was doubtful that it was. Abby wrote below the pic, “Our little puppy was thirsty and hungryâ€
I was beyond turned on, I couldn’t wait to see the next text but was also looking forward to seeing Melissa shortly and hearing all about her night as a captive. We agreed that I would meet at their house with the “ransom†for Melissa at 9am (the ransom was a dozen donuts from a local bakery). I looked at my phone and it was just after 7am. I was heading off to the bakery around 815 but was hoping for one last pic and scenario, and Dan and Abby delivered!
At around 730 another text came through. I was getting changed but I immediately stopped and grabbed my phone, quickly opening the text once again. What I saw definitely exceeds my expectations! Melissa was once again hogtied, but this time on Dan and Abby’s old coffee table in front of the sofa in their basement. Melissa was still clad in only her panties but the nipple clamps were removed, as was her gag. Melissa was looking directly into the camera and had Abby’s toes in her open mouth. The look on Melissa’s face said it all - a look of humiliation and disgust at the thought of having our neighbors foot stuffed into her mouth. Below the pic Abby wrote, “My new foot slutâ€.
I was so turned on by the pic, I could hardly believe my eyes! I waited anxiously for another text, and just before I was about to leave for the bakery my phone vibrated one last time. This time there was a pic of Melissa, still hogtied but Abby’s foot was no longer in her mouth. Melissa had what appeared to be the socks Abby’s had worn the night before in her mouth, being used as a cleave gag on her. Melissa was once again looking into the camera, but this time it was largely due to the fact that Abby had her bare feet propped up on the table in front of Melissa’s face. It appeared Melissa was turned towards the camera to avoid having to smell Abby’s bare feet.
The last text had no words, just the picture. It was a perfect end to Melissa’s kidnapping scenario, no need for an explanation. Just the picture. I composed myself and headed off to the bakery a few minutes later.
When I got to Dan and Abby’s house I was excited beyond belief to see Melissa, I actually felt like I was seeing her after an actual kidnapping. There was a cup of coffee waiting for me and we all sat on their back deck and had a donut or 2 each. We spent most of the morning then before finally returning home just before noon. The stories Dan and Abby told me about the prior night were unbelievable, but paled in comparison to what Melissa had to say about her night…
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Kidnapping Experience MF/F
Wow! You four had a TON of fun in one night. No regrets in hindsight, I hope? Amazing story telling, very well done.
"Even among misfits you’re a misfit"-accurate for me
@Knowledge Thank you so much for your compliments! No regrets to speak of, other than it’s my ex wife I guess lol (not because of this scenario). We did have a great time, it was such an adrenaline rush. I probably enjoyed hearing my neighbors and wife at the time telling me about everything that happened the night before almost as much as I enjoyed the night it awl, maybe more 
Lovely story, just so many excellent details. How you felt with each image and the picture painted of each photo. I'd love to hear your wife's account of how events unfolded.
@Lenixis thank you so much for your feedback and kind words! My wife’s account of the night was absolutely my favorite part of the whole thing! The pics were fantastic but her telling me about what was going on from her point of view was beyond incredible. I’ve contemplated writing about her reactions to the night but not sure if it would make for a very interesting story, PM me and I would be more than happy to share any details you’d like
Great story, that sounds ridiculously hot.
Thank you @nm101 , I appreciate your comment!
What a great read. It's hard enough getting another person to join in bondage fun, but a whole other couple? How did you get to the point of even talking bondage with them? If I were you I would have loved to be kidnapped and tied up with Melissa
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Thank you for your comment @rtbw ! I can PM you to tell you more about it but it was a really fun night!
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Very hot. I would love to hear her side of the story and if anything similar happened again.
Excelent and hot story
Love it. Does one acquire these like-minded neighbors through dumb luck? ...or had they been longstanding friends before neighbors?
@evl2in Thank you for your comment! They were actually friends for several years leading up to this experience, this was just an added bonus as we were all sort of into the same stuff. DM me if you’d like, more than happy to share additional details about Melissa’s night