Kidnapped After Work (MM/M)
Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2024 5:01 am
The last thing I remembered after arriving home from work was changing into a crewneck and sweatpants, then a powerful arm wrapped around my chest, pinning my arms to my side, and a cloth clamped over my face before I could even get a reactionary sound out. I came to, lying on my back in my bed, with the rather unpleasant feeling of my mouth being stuffed with a massive wad of cloth material. Instinctively I tried to reach up and prevent the oral invasion, but found I couldn’t actually move my arms.
“Mmmpph.†I grunted with confusion, my vision was still temporarily blurry as I tried to blink the sleep out of my eyes to get a look at my assailant. As my vision cleared, the form of a large figured man came into focus. He was wearing a fat black North Face Nuptse, and a black ski mask that covered his whole face aside from his eyes and mouth. Noticing I was awake, a cocky smirk appeared on his face.
“Hey look at that, he’s awake. Just in time for my favourite part too. Pass me the duct tape dude.†He looked over his shoulder as he said this, and I noticed at the foot of my bed another man, dressed identically to the one packing my mouth. This one was in the process of taping my ankles together, and I noticed with shock that duct tape had similarly been wrapped across my shins, above and below my knees and elbows, and my chest and shoulders. Where he seemed to be most thorough however was with my hands. They had been completely wrapped in duct tape so they were just a pair of useless tape mittens, then they had been individually wrapped to the outside of my thighs, which were in turn bound together further with more duct tape.
The second home invader finished wrapping my ankles up before tossing the roll of duct tape to his partner. He finished prodding and poking the piece of cloth into my mouth, until my mouth was fully packed with the stuffing. Whatever it was, it was thick, it pinned down my tongue and made intelligible speech completely impossible. The man working on my gag then pulled a long strip off the roll right in front of my face, grinning as he did so, clearly enjoying the situation.
“Keep that mouth open boy.†He said in a menacing tone as he pressed the end of the tape onto the left side of my face, before pulling it tight across my still open and tightly packed mouth. It forced the stuffing in further, and he quickly set to winding the tape around my head. The room was filled with the loud, unmistakable roar of duct tape coming off the roll. His first few passes were between my teeth in a duct tape cleave gag, but he soon made sure the rest of my mouth was covered by the adhesive. I lost count after the tenth pass of the tape around my head, by the time he was done the stuffing must’ve been sealed in under at least 20 layers of duct tape.
“There, that should keep you quiet, try and call for help boy.â€
“hhmmmphh†I could barely hear myself, I doubt anyone would hear me even in the house with my bedroom door open. My pathetic call for help elicited a laugh from my puffer wearing captors.
“Alright, let’s get him wrapped up.†The one at the end of the bed said, which got a confused ‘wmmph?’ out of me. My captors ignored me however, instead the one who had been in charge of gagging me so thoroughly lifted me up as if I was a damsel in distress, which I mean I technically was, while the other set to laying out a massive, thick, korean mink blanket. Both my captors were big guys, but he seemed to be having more trouble laying out the blanket than the guy holding me up was. I didn’t look forward to being ‘wrapped up’ in that absolute monster of a blanket.
Once the massive mink blanket was spread out over my bed, and I should mention that copious amounts of the thing hung over both sides, the Nuptse clad home invader tasked with carrying me laid me down diagonally so my head rested at the upper left corner of my bed, and my feet were pointed towards the lower right corner. Without any further comments, the two men began the process of wrapping me up.
They began with pulling the corner of the blanket under my feet up and over them, the size of the blanket meant that this corner reached up to my waist. Next they pulled the right side of the blanket over me, they had plenty of slack, so they were able to tuck the blanket tightly around my already bound form. Now all they had to do was roll me up in the blanket, and within a few short minutes I had been tightly and effectively swaddled in a thick plush mink cocoon. Bound as I was, escaping this wrapping would have been essentially impossible, but naturally my two captors weren’t done there.
“Alright, let’s tape him up.†The home invader who gagged me eagerly said, grabbing a roll of duct tape and pulling it off the roll, before the second guy interjected.
“Dude, these blankets go for like almost $200, you’re not ruining it with tape, why do you think we brought the straps?†With that he picked a drawstring bag up off the floor I hadn’t been able to see from my position, and dumped its contents onto the bed next to my heavily cocooned form. 10 ratchet straps came cascading out of the bag, and once again, as if acting on instinct and communicating telepathically, they set to quickly securing me inside my new plush cocoon.
The straps were applied at roughly the same points as the duct tape which already thoroughly trapped me. They secured the straps and ratcheted them as tightly as they could, so tight in fact that even through the layers of plush blanket I could feel their crushing embrace. Now, I found myself staring up at the man who had handled gagging me, who seemed to have a particular fixation on duct tape.
“Alright boy, initially we were just intending to rob the place and get out of here, but since you decided to come home early, we figure we can get far more for ransom. You get to stay all wrapped up and cozy for the foreseeable future!â€
“mmpph mmmphh!†I tried to cry out, to squirm and struggle, but any attempts at convincing my captors to release me, or to break free from my frustratingly thick cocoon, were completely, utterly futile.
The two puffer clad goons soon picked me up, one at my feet, one at my shoulders, and carried my cocooned form downstairs. Being the middle of winter, the sun had long gone down, and so under the cover of darkness, the two men were able to carry me out to their car, a nondescript Honda Civic parked in front of my house that I hadn’t even given a second glance when I arrived home. My weak struggles barely even inconvenienced the two men as they hurriedly took me straight to the rear of the vehicle, popped the trunk and stuffed me in.
“Hope you're comfy in there boy. It’s a long ride ahead of you.†With that the trunk was slammed shut and soon after I heard the engine start and the car start to move. Between the bondage, the general thickness of the blanket, and the confined space of the trunk, I was essentially completely immobilized, only capable of merely weakly rocking back and forth. I groaned into my gag, and settled in for a long and arduous journey.
Epilogue
“So how was that man, any notes?†The Nuptse wearing burglar who had been taping my ankles together when I came to, or Riley as I knew him, asked me as he cracked open a beer from my fridge.
“That was incredible dude, I don’t think I could’ve asked for anything better. That blanket is incredible by the way, where did you find it?â€
“Ayyy I’m glad you liked it man. I just got it on Amazon, I had some plush blankets at my place but you were so specific with what you wanted, I thought I should give you the full experience.â€
“Thank you man, I really appreciate that. And Cole, that gag was incredible, what was it?â€
Cole, still wearing his Nuptse and ski mask smirked as he replied, “Oh that was just one of my soccer socks. I know you said you wanted a proper smelly sock gag, but I figured for your first go round with a real gag, it was better to go with stifling but not makes you want to throw up in your mouth.â€
I laughed at this. “Yeah that was probably a good call man, I’d imagine that would’ve put a damper on my kidnapping.â€
Both Cole and Riley laughed now, before Riley added, “Yeah but don’t expect us to go so easy on you next time. I believe you mentioned wanting to experience some sleeping bag bondage?â€
“Hell yeah dude, how’s next weekend sound?â€
The End
“Mmmpph.†I grunted with confusion, my vision was still temporarily blurry as I tried to blink the sleep out of my eyes to get a look at my assailant. As my vision cleared, the form of a large figured man came into focus. He was wearing a fat black North Face Nuptse, and a black ski mask that covered his whole face aside from his eyes and mouth. Noticing I was awake, a cocky smirk appeared on his face.
“Hey look at that, he’s awake. Just in time for my favourite part too. Pass me the duct tape dude.†He looked over his shoulder as he said this, and I noticed at the foot of my bed another man, dressed identically to the one packing my mouth. This one was in the process of taping my ankles together, and I noticed with shock that duct tape had similarly been wrapped across my shins, above and below my knees and elbows, and my chest and shoulders. Where he seemed to be most thorough however was with my hands. They had been completely wrapped in duct tape so they were just a pair of useless tape mittens, then they had been individually wrapped to the outside of my thighs, which were in turn bound together further with more duct tape.
The second home invader finished wrapping my ankles up before tossing the roll of duct tape to his partner. He finished prodding and poking the piece of cloth into my mouth, until my mouth was fully packed with the stuffing. Whatever it was, it was thick, it pinned down my tongue and made intelligible speech completely impossible. The man working on my gag then pulled a long strip off the roll right in front of my face, grinning as he did so, clearly enjoying the situation.
“Keep that mouth open boy.†He said in a menacing tone as he pressed the end of the tape onto the left side of my face, before pulling it tight across my still open and tightly packed mouth. It forced the stuffing in further, and he quickly set to winding the tape around my head. The room was filled with the loud, unmistakable roar of duct tape coming off the roll. His first few passes were between my teeth in a duct tape cleave gag, but he soon made sure the rest of my mouth was covered by the adhesive. I lost count after the tenth pass of the tape around my head, by the time he was done the stuffing must’ve been sealed in under at least 20 layers of duct tape.
“There, that should keep you quiet, try and call for help boy.â€
“hhmmmphh†I could barely hear myself, I doubt anyone would hear me even in the house with my bedroom door open. My pathetic call for help elicited a laugh from my puffer wearing captors.
“Alright, let’s get him wrapped up.†The one at the end of the bed said, which got a confused ‘wmmph?’ out of me. My captors ignored me however, instead the one who had been in charge of gagging me so thoroughly lifted me up as if I was a damsel in distress, which I mean I technically was, while the other set to laying out a massive, thick, korean mink blanket. Both my captors were big guys, but he seemed to be having more trouble laying out the blanket than the guy holding me up was. I didn’t look forward to being ‘wrapped up’ in that absolute monster of a blanket.
Once the massive mink blanket was spread out over my bed, and I should mention that copious amounts of the thing hung over both sides, the Nuptse clad home invader tasked with carrying me laid me down diagonally so my head rested at the upper left corner of my bed, and my feet were pointed towards the lower right corner. Without any further comments, the two men began the process of wrapping me up.
They began with pulling the corner of the blanket under my feet up and over them, the size of the blanket meant that this corner reached up to my waist. Next they pulled the right side of the blanket over me, they had plenty of slack, so they were able to tuck the blanket tightly around my already bound form. Now all they had to do was roll me up in the blanket, and within a few short minutes I had been tightly and effectively swaddled in a thick plush mink cocoon. Bound as I was, escaping this wrapping would have been essentially impossible, but naturally my two captors weren’t done there.
“Alright, let’s tape him up.†The home invader who gagged me eagerly said, grabbing a roll of duct tape and pulling it off the roll, before the second guy interjected.
“Dude, these blankets go for like almost $200, you’re not ruining it with tape, why do you think we brought the straps?†With that he picked a drawstring bag up off the floor I hadn’t been able to see from my position, and dumped its contents onto the bed next to my heavily cocooned form. 10 ratchet straps came cascading out of the bag, and once again, as if acting on instinct and communicating telepathically, they set to quickly securing me inside my new plush cocoon.
The straps were applied at roughly the same points as the duct tape which already thoroughly trapped me. They secured the straps and ratcheted them as tightly as they could, so tight in fact that even through the layers of plush blanket I could feel their crushing embrace. Now, I found myself staring up at the man who had handled gagging me, who seemed to have a particular fixation on duct tape.
“Alright boy, initially we were just intending to rob the place and get out of here, but since you decided to come home early, we figure we can get far more for ransom. You get to stay all wrapped up and cozy for the foreseeable future!â€
“mmpph mmmphh!†I tried to cry out, to squirm and struggle, but any attempts at convincing my captors to release me, or to break free from my frustratingly thick cocoon, were completely, utterly futile.
The two puffer clad goons soon picked me up, one at my feet, one at my shoulders, and carried my cocooned form downstairs. Being the middle of winter, the sun had long gone down, and so under the cover of darkness, the two men were able to carry me out to their car, a nondescript Honda Civic parked in front of my house that I hadn’t even given a second glance when I arrived home. My weak struggles barely even inconvenienced the two men as they hurriedly took me straight to the rear of the vehicle, popped the trunk and stuffed me in.
“Hope you're comfy in there boy. It’s a long ride ahead of you.†With that the trunk was slammed shut and soon after I heard the engine start and the car start to move. Between the bondage, the general thickness of the blanket, and the confined space of the trunk, I was essentially completely immobilized, only capable of merely weakly rocking back and forth. I groaned into my gag, and settled in for a long and arduous journey.
Epilogue
“So how was that man, any notes?†The Nuptse wearing burglar who had been taping my ankles together when I came to, or Riley as I knew him, asked me as he cracked open a beer from my fridge.
“That was incredible dude, I don’t think I could’ve asked for anything better. That blanket is incredible by the way, where did you find it?â€
“Ayyy I’m glad you liked it man. I just got it on Amazon, I had some plush blankets at my place but you were so specific with what you wanted, I thought I should give you the full experience.â€
“Thank you man, I really appreciate that. And Cole, that gag was incredible, what was it?â€
Cole, still wearing his Nuptse and ski mask smirked as he replied, “Oh that was just one of my soccer socks. I know you said you wanted a proper smelly sock gag, but I figured for your first go round with a real gag, it was better to go with stifling but not makes you want to throw up in your mouth.â€
I laughed at this. “Yeah that was probably a good call man, I’d imagine that would’ve put a damper on my kidnapping.â€
Both Cole and Riley laughed now, before Riley added, “Yeah but don’t expect us to go so easy on you next time. I believe you mentioned wanting to experience some sleeping bag bondage?â€
“Hell yeah dude, how’s next weekend sound?â€
The End
I’ve been trying to get back into posting stories here, I’ve got like 5 that are partially finished. It felt really good to finally get one done all the way through, even if it was just short.