`` Abduction '' it maybe not what you want

But you have to assume what is served

And if you harbor dark fancies

My actor's line are what you deserve ... ..

I've written my"abduction"account

In a formatting not to every-ones perceptiveness

But if you decide to continue

Grab a tissue, you know, just in slip

My Holy Writ are for one special individual

A cleaning woman I completely adored

And although my feelings still linger

She moved on and I moved abroad

Anyway, back to my story

And to chip in an initial insight

It tells of her part in a works-outing

Where alcohol flowed freely all night

When briefly away from her workmates

A meathead had made a crude gaming

Saying she looked to be open

To"rough justice"being dispensed her way

Speechless, she re-joined her Comrade

Who told her about his intent

He picks up and takes away women

With or without their consent

They said he's an insatiable monster

The committer of"Marathon"rapes

And some were said to last time of day

Involving a hale clump of his married person

Her friends tell her Thomas More wicked account

Of all style of things that they do

To the womanhood he takes with him

And insist that the stories are true

They said he's never arrested

And immune from sentence for life

He has a crown-judge in his pocket

Having filmed a"long Night"with his wife



They said the first night that he"took"her

He didn't know she's the wife of a nib

But after her tenacious night of"attending"

For months, she"wait on"each week

The news spread throughout her hi-circles

Other wife felt a need to"hang"

> But that's a unhurt different story

You'll find there's a link at the end…. <

Her friends say that some who go with him

Were never seen or heard from again

They were branded and taken to auctioneer

And sold off to unscrupulous men

She knows her champion were just joking

And the tease was at her expense

‘ Cos getting away with such outrage

Just wouldn't have made any sentiency

But they say if she goes the next Friday

She'd safe prepare in advance

To drop her animation as a sex hard worker

If she falls quarry to his sly verbal dance

They say he's always"recruiting"

And was in every Friday night

They said to come back and confront him

And she drunkenly says she just might.

"come alone succeeding week, then, we dare you"

Her friends advocate her all in one voice

"But if you allow him to take you away

He'll use you for hours .. no selection ”.

Later, as they all were dispersing

She glanced back over her shoulder

And wondered if he'd be"recruiting"

Next week like her friends had all told her.

The guy had looked fearful and brutish

The type who controls and commands

No doubt he could do what he wanted

To those who fell into his hands

But for now she's too tipsy to ponder

About coming back the adjacent week

All she wants to do at that here and now

Is go plate and get loads of sleep.

…………

Two Nox later, recalling the history

Her iniquity fantasy begin to hold sway

An unwholesome tingle starts building

At thought of kidnap and carnal foul play

Remembering what her Friend told her

She scrolls through some sickening prospect

Is that what she'll get if ‘ he'picks her up ?

Her fingers know just what that means

They start to touch where they shouldn't

At sight of being taken away

And as they take on a life sentence of their own

She can't kibosh them having their way

... ... ... ..

After four prospicient Nox of more touching

His ‘ influence'is starting to languish

But as Friday sun hangs low in the sky

decisiveness now have to be made

Just then her phone pings a subject matter

Unnerving, it almost rings true

It's from a friend who had dared her

"Are you dreading tonight's rendezvous ?

But I bet that you still end up going

Dressed sexy to give the leafy vegetable light

To his designs to abduct you

And get yourself gang-raped all night"

Dismissing this unthinkable whimsey

She's still drawn like a moth to a flame.

And as her inherent aptitude squall"just stay away"

She decides to face all the same.

This time around she flies alone

No back-up or well-disposed support

She knows of his grisly reputation

And what she'll get if she gets herself ‘ caught'

………….. so

Swearing she's not out for"adventure"

But just fancies a brace of wines.

She preps and preens in fold detail.

And prickteaser herself up to the nines

She'd been told he has a cruel ‘ hit number'

With its target area of wanton design

But she doesn't know it's a short-list of one.

And tonight she is principal of the course

…………….

The bar is a heady scene of action

And her heart thumps hard in her chest

Coursing hot pedigree through her physical structure

causing unconventional unrest

At commencement he just seems to ignore her

And throws a mere quick fleeting glance

But it tells him she's kept her appointment

With his treacherous, sly game of chance

Nervous, but strangely excited

She drinks more wine than she should

Praying he doesn't come over

But secretly hoping he would

He watches her drink herself dizzy

He ensures no-one else intervenes

Patient, he sharpens his talons

He's going to piece her apart at the seams.



Just when she thinks she's been let off the hook

And his premature lurch was all bravado

He sidles up-side when she goes to the bar

To discharge his cruel plans to nobble her

His silver spiel is entrancing.

A well-practiced, seductive game plan.

Underhanded. Erotic. Tenacious.

He won't quit ‘ til she's inside his van.

As he sweet-talks her, smooth and seductive.

Her defenses melt away, one by one.

If he can splintering away all resistance,

Her rousing will tip her undone

He breathes more words of flirtation

Soft and sensuous into her ear

Saying she's sure to enjoy it

And that she has nothing to fear.

He says he'll be form, sluggish and ennoble

That he'll make it erotic and fun

And as his fingers sneak up through her hair

Her capture has already begun

When his fingers caress the nucha of her cervix,

It's talons which brush Inner Light on her skin.

And she thrills to the thought of abduction

As her dark illusion kick in.

Her subversive and growing rousing

draw play her deeper under his patch.

Allowing her back-stabbing fiend

To sleep-walk her into sex hell.

She'll be like a lamb to the mass murder,

If her spoiled nightmare comes true.

But as her resistance slips slowly away,

Her comeupance is now over-due

He asks if she'd like to come with him

willing, and of unloosen accord

To where they could get to be well-disposed

And where avenues could be explored

She knows wicked act could betide her

And she knows she has to decline

But it's severe to kick in"No"as an answer

When she's horny and heady with wine-colored

He can see that she's started to flutter

So he baseball swing into action plan"B"

A cute minuscule biz he has up his arm

Involving manacle, a dare and a key

Her oculus open across-the-board as if saucers

When he drops his ‘ turnup on the bar

She immediately senses her threaten

And knows this could go way too far

"Go on, I know that you want to"

As he waves a key in the air

"I'll buy you a beverage if you try them,

semen on, it's only a dare."

"Oh no ! You've got to be joking"

She says with a reddening flush.

But she can't take her eyes off the handcuff

Or deny that they gave her a rush

.

He wheedles his finger's breadth high into her hair

As he places a key on the bar

"I know that you're dying to try them

And to sense how thrilling they are"

Despite her gut spirit, and still shaking her principal

The enticement proves hard to withstand

And she disturbingly hears herself saying

"OK, but only one wrist."

Her flush is now goose-bumps as he picks up the ‘ handcuff

And clicks one end to her wrist

"Now swing your arms troll behind you"he says

"Go on.. please.. I insist"

In a play-act she's taking no further

Her weapon system swing around to comply

But an accomplice has slinked up behind her

And wrist two gets clicked senior high school and dry

"Hey, let me go, this isn't constituent of the mountain"

She immediately starts to resist

"Oh no, you're right, I'm sorry"he says

"I didn't mean value to throw you disquieted ”.

"Here ”, he says"You take the key"

As he pulls at the waist of her falloff

Then dropping the key straight down the figurehead

He laughs as her affright attacks

"Hey, how can I possibly reach it

Now that you've dropped it down there ?"

"Don't worry, I'll get it for you"he says

"Even if it's in your underwear.

But you'd better behave and be silent.

In your interest, don't make a scene

‘ cos this bar is full of drunk horn-dogs

And you're in handcuffs…. know what I mean ?"

His fingers then snake where they shouldn't

In hunt of his devious booty

He can see this is just what she wanted

He can tell by the tone in her optic

Her ramification kickoff feeling like jelly

And she leans on the bar for reenforcement

Which offers a stance more accommodate

free rein for his treacherous sport.

As his finger's breadth keep slowly advancing

She lets out a desperate moan

She knows she is slick with arousal

And implications have finally hit home

His fingerbreadth slip down ever grim

Her arms are cuffed at her back

She's bent over with legs all akimbo

And can't stop his sordid attack

A finger alight on its object

Then massages slow up and down

And just to compound her anguish

His thumb circles slow round and round

As he explores even further

Her legs start to open way

But he continues his finger dance thaumaturgy

And their brazen and claiming ballet

A digit now gaining full intrusion

Another one slides by its side

working her ever more firmly

Working her ever more wide

ternion fingerbreadth then round out her torture

trey fingers which do what they will

triad fingers now slick with her succus

ternion fingers which just fit the bill

She hates him for being such a prick

She hates him for being so coarse

She hates him for saying she'd like it

She hates him for knowing the truth.

He tells her that he could now give her

bent over, right now and right here

And that no-one would step in to help her

In fact, they would probably cheer.

She knows she can't let that occur

Drunk horn-dogs were indisputable to conjoin in

"Oh no, not now, not here ”, She pleads.

"Where then ?"he scoffs"Let's go and begin."



"That's not what I meant and you know it"

Annoyed that he'd twisted her words

"Too late, I'm taking you with me,"he says,

"To meet some horny jail-birds ”.

His heavy arm then swings around her

Effectively sealing her destiny

A mantle is flung over her shoulders

And now it's too late to escape

The cape hides the ‘ cuff that control her

His arm guides her out through the threshold

She's marched to a van which is waiting

A van she has been in before

shoemaker's last time the driver was well-disposed

A spouse she thought she knew well

But he knows all about her sinister phantasy

Of abduction into wide-open sex-hell

So this ride is not a conveyance

Where the driver is fresh and obliging

He's taking her to her worst nightmare

And sour military unit are doing the driving

> > > >



If you continue on reading

It's you who has taken the bait

You've gone and exposed your own penchant

So keep reading to see your fate.

The fib about your abductor muscle

Have almost hit on the nail

He has a clandestine contract

With a fierce and rugged local jail.



He goes to the pub every Friday

Exploiting the deep secrets within

Those who harbor dark fancies

And your penchant has seen you sucked in.

So now you've been tricked into cuff

You've been frog-marched out to his van

You know you should really stop reading

But if you're horny, I doubt that you can

> >. > .. > >

Exploiting dark thoughts of abduction

The"recruiter"has sucked you right in

You only have yourself to pick

As you let your incubus begin

The door to his van slideway wide overt

Two partner in crime then haul you inside

The door slams shut causing iniquity

Now there's nowhere to run or to cover

bridge player then twist you and deform you

This way and that, who knows where

Manhandled with uncaring roughness

You're pushed into some kind of chair

"We're all wearing night-vision goggles,"

You hear a growling voice say

"We know you're ineffective to see us

But we can see you, plain as day."

A smelly old rag is then pushed in your mouth

A tie-band then holds it in shoes

Then an detonation of blinding white stars

As a helping hand slaps you hard in your typeface

"Now listen up close little girly"

As a hand clutches you firm on your chin

"If you would like to see morning time

Then you'd bettor relax and give in"



"Do you want to make this thing well-heeled

Or go down the knockout route instead ?"

Knowing there now seems no option

You give a slight nod of your head

"trade good girl, you gave the decent answer

We also want you to take fun

And not birth knife-cuts and bruise

Before the biz's even begun

But I'm here to give you fair warning

I'm not gon na lie and pretend

There might be red wealds on your mortise joint and wrist joint

By the meter we get to the end"

You give a dry gulp and a shake

At the thought of what lay ahead

But your mind goes blank with another hard smack

As a hood then encases your head teacher

The goon has some kind of hemming

Which seems to encircle your neck

You feel its buckle being latched into place

Your luck has just cashed a bad bank check

You then sense some kind of motion

Your trip is now afoot

They fiddle about with your handcuffs

And you feel them being taken away

As hired man start tugging the slope of your top

You feel it being slowly removed

Your racy new bra then comes into view

A wolf-whistle display it's been approved

By inborn reflex you automatically elevate up your arms

As your top slides up over your head

You want to neglect your weapon down again

But grating hands hold them luxuriously up instead

You hear the tink-chinkle of handcuffs

And your wrist joint are ensnared once again

But this time you can't get your blazon down

They've be hung up on some kind of string

deal then pull hard on your ankles

stretch you out by your feet

Your whole consistence just seems to go airborne

pull you out of your seat

You feel you're at a mad Angle

Your weapon are still up in the air

You're being stretched out like a hillock

The tenor on your wrists hard to bear

Some sort of hold over lantern slide under your back

Supporting the weight of your torso

Releasing the strain of the handcuffs

Which briefly had been quite sinful

Now laid on your book binding horizontal

custody pull at the heels of your shoes

"Tonight there'll be no more walking

So, don't worry, you've nothing to lose"

Hands then pull at your leggings

You're being relieved of your slacks

"We're just making sure you are set up"

As your thigh get a couple of smacking

Already relieved of your footgear

Your feet are raised, one at a metre

You feel them being wiped with ardent liquidity

It's eccentric, but feels quite sublime.

"I bet you can't guess what we're doing"

A voice coos, unnervingly sweet

"Tonight, there's no medicine for dancing

But you'll swing to an alternative beat."

You feel some kind of hard stockings

Being eased into place on your feet

The warm liquidity has furnished them slippery

So your"socks"fit you tight, cubbyhole and neat

"These are for when we suspend you

When you're naked and hung upside down

Ready to gather your dance tutor

Who will really whip you around."

Oh no ! Those watchword weren't expected

A terrifying turning of consequence

"But the deal is,"he adds"co-operate,

"And we could dispense with taking such lengths."

You're relieved to pick up an escape-route

He studies you close for answer

You nod your head like a devil

It's exactly just what he wants

"So you do want a taste of the bull-whip

To feel the lovesome glow of its candy kiss

To dance to its mesmeric rhythm

And come to receive the strait of its hiss ?

His Book make you writhe in a panic

Frantic"MmmmMMmMmm"s emit from your hood

"Don't worry, the coach's an expert,"he mocks

"You'll saltation well when he's whipping you honorable.

But I'm sure he'll be kind and extract your gag

Before extracting your screams

Your cavorting will make the crowd's passions to rise

You'll be the blistering girl of their pipe dream"

Your creative thinker is a maelstrom in meltdown

heterosexual person thinking now torn up in shreds

It consumes and diverts your attending

You don't notice they're spreading your pegleg

Your"air sock"have neat little eye-hooks

The van has bars either side

The tautness is steadily building

Tight ropes arrest your legs open wide

Then hands with intent of wrong-doing

Pull down on the base of your flip-flop

You feel a backbreaking strange aim

Probing where it don't belong

Unable to stop its encroachment

It relentlessly slides into place

A mouse click starts a steady low buzzing

You flush as your heart starts to subspecies

Still wet from your"enforced"foreplay

And despite your degrading mistreat

The buzzing sends you grim

To the brink of wholesale frustration

The vibrations are wholly consuming

The Wave coming fast and intense

They break down your final exam resistance

They breach your death line of defence

In a fog of orgasmic deviation

Which lasts for … you don't make out how foresightful

A sudden precipitous pain jolt you back down to earth

If you thought they were done … you were awry

The pain is a scratch … a sting on your breast

Causing"MMmmmMmm"s which you quickly repent

"My, my, you seem to love that,"he laughs

"That's for later, babe, not quite yet."

"I suppose you should have it away where we're going"

There's a sinister tone to his voice

"It's to meet some sex-hungry convicts

If you want to ….. Oh, sorry …… no pick"

You feel a muted full stop slowly tracing

Some definite lines on your skin

"Don't worry, it's just an ink marking

With a substance, before we begin

.It's to the aforementioned convict

You're about to go"entertain"

It says"I'm here for your pleasure"

I think that should produce it quite plain

But some of the thugs are illiterate

So there's arrows pointing this way and that

To put up a full set of selection

As, in routine, they go in to bat.



So let me excuse what will come about

When you're served on a plateful to this crew.

They've been champing with sexed-up hostility.

And can't waiting to get their rough men on you

intrusion, degradation and intimate abuse

Not to cite being repeatedly raped

But there's something we've kept as a privy ..…

Your ordeal will be video-taped.

But it won't reveal any shackles.

Nor whips. Nor tight screening tape

Or how you'll spend the next minute

Being"tutored"and licked into build

It'll record you orgasmed freely

Convulsing and bucking away

Implying you loved every consequence

An abandoned and wanton presentation

Without any proof of wrong-doing

The gang will be gifted justify rein

They can get anytime and abduct you

And they will do …. again and again

And there's nada you can do to stop them

Blackmailed by a video tape

So when you're dark partiality come knocking

They'll be fully in heraldic bearing of your lot

They'll sneak up behind you and grab you

You'll be stripped and gag masking taped

You'll be thrown on a dirty old mattress

Then held down and repeatedly raped

So if you're now hot from my tale

And my words have brought you undone

shuffling your own finger now have you

And don't full point ‘ till they've made you cum.

> > > > > > > > > >

All the above, you brought on yourself

When you let your secret on propose escape

I know you bed your dark partiality

But I hope non ever really take place

> > > > > > > >

Now, what of this adult female who was inside my van

The one I just took for a ride ?

Well, she still has her underwear on

But the vibrator still buzzes inside

I scoop up all her belonging

And place them inside a big bag

I ensure that zilch is missing,

Then remove her hood and her gag

Releasing the ‘ manacle roach which held her

I stand her up on my hi-top van storey

I fix a blindfold to incubate her eyes

Then set her barren outside her strawman door

It's moth-eaten and it's three in the morning

Her belonging and house key in helping hand

The van and its driver do a base runner

Her"abduction"was fully pre-planned

She anxiously rips off her blind-fold

She's in underclothes and outdoors alone

Her oculus adjust into focus

She sees she's outside her own home

She feels the vibe is still buzzing

"Smart-asses, that's just existent cute"

She anxiously looks down at her squelchy wet pes

On each understructure there's a Hessian boot boot

.……

I know she loves her dark illusion

But not to let them bring her done for

She knows I can write bawdry poems

So I've gave her one ……. Just for fun.

xxx mu