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Tuesday 2 October 2012

Order An Intruder Part 1



It was the First of April, and on this Sunday evening, Davinia’s father and stepmother were out at an important engagement. Davinia was being kept company by her friend Serena. Well, more like being kept on the floor.

Davinia wriggled helplessly in a tight hogtie, her modesty only being protected only by a white bra and panties. Her wrists were bound together with white rope, palm to palm, and her elbows were pulled together and bound so firmly that they were touching. Another rope around her waist tied her wrists to her back. Davinia’s legs were bound at the ankles and below the knees, and her heels were nearly pressing into her bottom.

The piece de resistance, so to speak was the hogtie itself, because it wasn’t just a hogtie. One end of a double stranded piece of rope was tied to the rope around Davinia’s waist, at her front. A series of knots was placed along that end, and then the rope was threaded between her legs, over her wrists, and the other end was tied firmly to her ankle bonds. This had the effect of having the knots pressing into her womanhood, causing a mixture of discomfort and pleasure and with every movement, the knots caressed her slightly closer to fulfilment.

Serena stood over Davinia, wearing trainers, slacks and a blouse, all black. “Now, Snow White.” she said “Who is the fairest of them all?”

“I am.” Davinia answered and immediately regretted it as her sides were assailed by Serena’s finger. “Nonononononono! stopitstopitstopitstopit!” Serena stopped, giving Davinia time to get her breath back. “Pleasenonononononono.” Davinia was now screeching like crazy as Serena scraped her fingernails across Davinia’s helplessly exposed feet. This proved to be even worse, because of the double torment of the crotch rope teasing and tormenting her.

Serena now stopped. “Who is the fairest of them all, Snow White?”

“You are.” Davinia said, and screamed again as she was subjected to more tickling. Serena stopped again and allowed Davinia to recover. “You are, Wicked Queen”

“That’s right Snow White.” Serena said. “It’s a pity that I shall have to dispose of you in the woods, as you have nothing to offer me.”

“Please don’t Wicked Queen, please don’t leave me to die like this in the Dark Forest, I will do anything you want, anything.” Davinia pleaded to the ‘Wicked Queen’

“Unfortunately all of my henchmen are busy right now, so I will have to hire some kidnappers to take you away and abandon you to the wild animals.” Serena jokingly threatened.

“No, don’t! Don’t order any kidnappers to abduct me and leave me to be helplessly devoured, Wicked Queen. I will be your willing servant and slave.” Davinia begged.

Serena sat down at the computer. “I will go and find some kidnappers right now, so that you can be left to your fate.”

“Please Wicked Queen. You can’t be so cruel as to order a kidnapper and have me cruelly disposed of. I will be yours without hesitation.” Davinia felt like she was really getting into the spirit of the role-play.

Then, Serena started the browser, and just for fun typed ‘Order a Kidnapper’ into the search engine. It was then that she pressed on a link at the top that intrigued her.

The result caused Serena to burst into laughter.

“What is it?” Davinia asked “I can’t see what it is.”

“You really have to see this, Davinia, it must be the silliest April Fools ever.” Serena, still giggling, put Davinia into a kneeling position in front of the screen. Davinia moaned and groaned as the effect of the rope was now magnified by her new position.

Davinia took one look at the screen and her eyes widened like saucers. “Oh... My... God! That cannot be real, that has to be a joke website...”

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