"No Running Away"
Note: the Annie Kirk series is not a sequential story. The series is comprised of separate fantasies about a real person. Some of the stories were inspired by an erotic photograph she sent where I created a story around the image. Other stories are inspired by real-life elements, but they are not descriptions of real events. This story was an original fantasy drawn from real-life elements.
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Annie was halfway into her morning run, lost in thought and enjoying the rhythm of her steps and heartbeat. She was distracted and didn't see the man walking toward her until she was almost on top of him. She stopped suddenly and looked across the street only to see another man walking down the sidewalk as well. She paused just long enough for the man she didn't see come up behind her and place a cloth on her mouth. She tried to kick and elbow him, but he must have had something on the cloth because she suddenly lost all strength and quickly drifted off into unconsciousness.
Annie was out by the time the van pulled up to the curb. The men carried her by the legs and shoulders and placed her gently on the cushions in the back of the van. "Be careful with her. Remember what he said, "'no injuries or there would be hell to pay,'" the driver said. The door slammed, and the van quickly sped away.
Annie started to wake. Her eyes were closed but her head felt foggy and confused. She tried to open her eyes, but there was only darkness. She felt something covering her eyes. She felt the cool air on her body and realized she was naked. Her arms and legs were stretched and restrained. Immediately, she panicked. "Oh No!," Annie vaguely remembered a man in front of her and being grabbed from behind while she was running. She tugged with her hands and feet and felt the restraints. She was on her back, her head was hanging off the back of what felt like a padded table. Her legs were spread wide open and her knees pulled back toward her chest with her feet in the air. Her ankles were hooked to what felt like legs or a post. Her arms were pulled down off the sides of the table and restrained. She was fully exposed and the only sounds she heard was her racing heartbeat, her panicked breathing, and the clanging of the restraints.
Her mind was racing with fear and panic: "Where am I? Who was that man and who grabbed me? Did they drug me? Was anyone in the room?" She was helpless. She knew they were going to use and fuck her and there was nothing she could do. She tried to scream, but there was a ball gag in her mouth so the only sound that escaped was a muffled whimper.
From somewhere behind her she heard the sound of slowly approaching footsteps. She caught her breath and listened closely for clues. They stopped right behind her head. She imagined if she could open her eyes his crotch would be right in front of her face. He stood still and quiet. Annie rolled her head from side to side as she tried to shout something and pulled on her arms and legs.
She expected to feel the man's cock on her face, but instead she felt something touch the middle of her chest. It felt like leather. He gently tapped it on her chest and then slid it slowly down between her breasts to the middle of her stomach. Continuing down over the mound of her exposed pussy and along the inside of her thigh. The feeling of the leather sliding over her pussy made her clit hard. She cursed herself for letting that happen. He slid the leather crop along the inside of her other thigh and back over her pussy and up to where he started at her chest. The crop dropped gently onto her left nipple and then her right. "Do not enjoy this! Don't be a little slut," Annie said to herself as she tried to resist the pleasure.
She felt his breath on her ear and heard him whisper, "Relax Annie, you're safe." Annie was stunned and confused. She didn't move. It was the sound of her lover's voice, but how could he be there? Was he involved in this? Was it really him?
As if hearing her thoughts, "Annie baby, it's me, don't worry," he said.
Annie felt a wave of relief flow through her body. But if he was there, who and where were the other men? Were they in the room?
"Now I'm sure you have all kinds of questions, but you're not really in a position to talk right now. So, let me try to answer a few of them," he said.
"First, yes, I was involved in this. In fact, it was entirely my idea," he explained. "Second, the men who took you are friends of mine who I trust. They were under strict orders to make sure nothing happened to you and you weren't hurt," he continued.
"Sorry we had to knock you out, but it was nothing harmful and I didn't want you to hurt anybody putting up a fight." He laughed.
"Third, as you can tell, you are totally restrained and blindfolded. So, you are totally under my control. I am going to use your body for my pleasure and drive you crazy. If I'm any good at this, you will be begging me to cum and then you'll lose track of how many times you did," he said with a serious tone.
He continued, "All of this stuff we've done before, so you know what to expect from that. There is something a little different that I'm adding to our play this time."
That got Annie's attention. Different? What? How?
He could tell she was worried. "Don't worry. You trust me, right?" he asked.
She nodded yes slowly.
"Okay," continuing, he said, "then you know I won't make you do anything you don't want to do." He returned to the point, "The men who took you are in the room with me. They are videographers and are filming this encounter, including right now. They are going to film the whole thing. I figured that since you are blindfolded, you might like to watch it afterward to see what it looked like compared to what you felt."
