Monsoon Man [crystaltears and RoleplayingMale]
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: RoleplayingMale on 13-05-2009, 07:47:42</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Monsoon Man [crystaltears and RoleplayingMale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 07:47:42</strong>
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				The Land Rover SUV pulled silently into the driveway of the home of one Adrian Summer. Lew Dodgson put the car in park and silently motioned for the potbellied older scientist sitting in the passenger seat to follow him. <br><br>They saw that Adrian's car was in the driveway and now it was time to make her simply disappear. <br><br>Dodgson had seen the little bitch taking photos of him and Baselton and their little experiment on the old two story house outside of town, with the rain cloud indoors. The flash of the camera bulb had definitely given her away.<br><br>They chased her, and made her think that she had lost them on purpose. But in reality they had snuck away to follow her home. Getting into the house was relatively simple, apparently she was so frazzled she'd forgotten to lock the door.<br><br>They went inside where they could hear the girl dialing a number on the telephone. It was then that Dodgson went in and grabbed her from behind, clamping a hand tightly over her mouth and pointed a small gun to the side of her head, "Don't make a sound, understood?" he growled menacingly into her ear.<br><br>God she was a looker, that's for sure. Dodgson could feel himself getting hard as he held her clutched against him, her tight little bum against his crotch.<br><br>It was then that Baselton stepped into the room. The older British gentleman with the potbelly and mustache said, "I do believe you are in a spot of trouble..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monsoon Man [crystaltears and RoleplayingMale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>crystaltears</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 08:40:56</strong>
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				Adrian had dropped her keys on the glass table next to her front door and cut straight to the kitchen. The two scientists had seen her, had trailed her a while even. She thought she'd lost them, but you could never be too safe. Her white silk blouse stuck to her skin around her armpits from the nervous sweat she'd broken into, her hose were sticking to her thighs a little. Her hands didn't tremble, they had her nervous but not <em>that</em> scared. She took her kitchen phone off the hook and began to dial her work. First she'd tell her boss it was a hot story; then, if she still felt rattled, she <em>might</em> call the cops.<br><br>Adrian had her back turned on the front door, her dark brown hair hung in loose curls from a high ponytail as her fingers, slender and long with recently manicured nails, punched the keys. She almost screamed when she felt strong arms wrap around her, probably would have if not for the calloused hand clamped over her mouth. She breathed in deep, a harsh, menacing growl sounding in her ear. The breathing as they hissed against her soft, sensitive flesh drew a small physical reaction from her despite her fear, a physical reaction she took no note of. Adrian tried to wriggle out of his grasp for less than a second when she felt something cold, metal, cylindrical pressed to her head.<br><br>Her body broke into a cold sweat as the fear swept over her. She'd done a number of reports before, some about some dangerous people, but none had ever come <em>this</em> close, gotten <em>this</em> far. Her body grew still aside from the ragged rise and fall of her chest, punctuated, driven by her adrenaline and fear. She could feel him pressed into her back. He was holding her against him tightly. The other came into view shortly after and spoke. She said nothing back as she fought the teardrops pooling in the corners of her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monsoon Man [crystaltears and RoleplayingMale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 12:05:22</strong>
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				"Tie her up and get moving, old boy. We don't want whoever she was calling to call back and realize something's happening." Baselton began.<br><br>Dodgson moved his hand from Adrian's mouth and Baselton's fat hand clamped over it as Dodgson withdrew a length of rope from his pocket. He pushed Adrian's palms together, before binding her wrists tightly behind her back. The effect made her breasts stick out more.<br><br>Baselton moved his hand long enough for Dodgson to stuff a rag into Adrian's mouth and then tie a thick strip of black silk tightly over her lips which was double knotted behind her head.<br><br>They led her out of the house to a waiting Land Rover SUV before Baselton opened the rear passenger side door. They seated Adrian inside and buckled her into the seat. Dodgson took the passenger side and Baselton started the car and they drove through several backroads that were rarely travelled, especially at night...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monsoon Man [crystaltears and RoleplayingMale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>crystaltears</strong> on <strong>11-06-2009, 05:29:05</strong>
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				The gun was the only thing to stop Adrian from lashing out. She would have bitten their hands which were so disgusting to her, kicked out, fought tooth and nail, but she didn't want to die. <em>'Oh God, why is this happening to me?'</em> The thought was almost instinctual, and weak, and self-pitying. It was also one she knew the answer to, <em>'Because you get paid to stick your nose where it doesn't belong.'</em> She almost got out a 'please' between the lifting of one hand and clamping down of another, but was not quite fast enough.<br><br><em>'What are they going to do with me?'</em> Kill her, was her first thought in response to that question.. The next was worse. <em>'Please no..'</em> She thought, praying to a God whom had long been an idle ornamentation in her life for the first time since her childhood. <br><br>They dragged her from the house, tied uncomfortably. Her breasts pressed forward as they set her inside an SUV and buckled her in. <em>'Fuck.'</em> If they were taking the trouble to buckle her in they probably weren't going to kill her, and anything aside from that would likely be worse. She thought desperately of things she could do to try and ease the situation, things she could say, but nothing came and her mouth was gagged now by the rag and silk, gagged enough she had trouble not heaving in reaction.<br><br>Adrian did the only thing she had a hope of succeeding at and tried to wriggle her hands free without the notice of the two of them. If she could do that she <em>might</em> a sliver of a chance to escape.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monsoon Man [crystaltears and RoleplayingMale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>11-06-2009, 13:45:42</strong>
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				The SUV drove into a fenced in area of a complex of warehouses. The vehicle stopped briefly for Dodgson to get out and open a door in a warehouse before they drove the vehicle in. The vehicle came to a stop and the engine was turned off long enough for the door next to Adrian. Dodgson grabbed her by one arm and led her through the warehouse till the came to a back room with a wooden chair.<br><br>"Quit squirming, kid. It ain't gonna do you no good." Dodgson said.<br><br>After checking her wrist bonds and gag and then binding her ankles together and tying her waist to the back of the chair. Dodgson fitted a hand over one of Adrian's breasts as he asked: "Who else knows about your visit to the house? Talk. Talk!"<br><br>"I think it might help if you removed the gag old boy." Baselton said.<br><br>Dodgson glared at him and removed Adrian's gag...
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