Dark, dark fantasies last night, after I’d woken early thanks to the joys of jetlag and struggled to get back to sleep. (I clearly read too many trashy thrillers on holiday, amidst some good, more serious novels).
The scene was played out in a rural cottage – miles from the nearest road or neighbour. The girl was tied to the chair, as I took photographs then transferred them to my laptop. “Now, let’s send these to your stepfather and let him know you’re here…”
An hour later, I unbound her. She struggled; I slapped her hard across the face to quieten her protests. I stripped her, tied her in position once again for the camera. I checked my mail. “He’s replied, being all threatening. He won’t find us here, though. This time we’ll let him know what he needs to do to ensure your escape. An hour for him to do what I say, or his pretty little stepdaughter will suffer some more.” And the next batch of photos were sent.
An hour later. No reply. The girl tied over a table. The camera recording video this time, as I caned her before emailing the clip of her struggles, her cries, her stripes.
And so it proceeded, this darkest of scenes, as the hourly correspondence continued deep into the night: the tortures becoming crueller, the methods of abuse more intimate and penetrating – whilst, off-camera, the girl was forced to offer favours for food, water.
I have no idea how it ended. And it didn’t matter whether or not there was actually another top at the end of the email link, joining in the fun by replying (or not) to my notes. All that mattered was that the victim thought there was.
Perhaps a ransom was paid. Perhaps I’d been seeking revenge for her stepfather having wronged me in some way. Perhaps I concluded that he would never comply with my demands, and simply left her, chained, in that rural cottage, knowing that they would never catch me…
Very dark and scary, but incredibly hot!
Very hot. In fighty struggly yummy way
LMAO do you think your dream was inspired by a certain thriller you might have read lately? Glad you seem to have enjoyed it so much. And yay – I’m bringing your taste in literature down to mine, though I still don’t understand why a book has to be serious to be “good”!
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Glad folks liked it!
@Catherine – I suspect it might well have been, although there was a timelag between reading said book and the dream, which had lots of differences and was surprisingly specific in the details. I’m sure the book inspired my subconscious, though, which the melded it to my own perverted tastes!
Scary but really rather hot… I do love it when we get a glimpse into your sick and twisted imagination.
See, I would have thought one or both of you could concoct some hot, brilliantly twisted and un-pc fantasy by combining Somalian pirates with white slave traffic…
Wow, that’s hot. It’s a darker and more sexual version of a fantasy I’ve had in rotation since I was perhaps 6.
Without wishing to sound smug….(restrains herself for two seconds then continues)…I’ve just spent the weekend in rural gloucestershire..in a cottage in the middle of nowhere….and at least 24 hours of that were spent chained up in an upstairs room having been kidnapped to order by a prostitution ring – and funnuly enough, The Lover’s thoughts seem to run along very smililar lines to yours Abel! Perhaps the two of you should set up a business….
OMG Jessica, I’m so bloody jealous!
(Oops, how wrong does that sound?!)
Sounds like an awesome weekend, lucky you
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