Beckie’s Abduction and Rape 1

Beckie’s Abduction and Rape 1

This is a true story of the abduction and rape of a very beautiful, intelligent, caring, child loving, business woman.

This all started when I saw her profile and picture on a kinky dating site. I signed on the dating site after eight years separation from my wife that lives over a hundred miles from me. I have a job that does not allow me to be away for more than a few hours at a time. I live and work ten miles from the nearest town and go there once every three to four months for grocery supplies. I have had no social life for almost eight years.

When I read her profile and saw her picture I realized we are about the same age. We are both in our early sixties. We chatted for a few weeks and I found that she is beautiful inside and out. All I could think is that I have to meet this fabulous lady in person with or without sex. She is over a three hour drive from me and with that I had to arrange it so that I could go to her not wanting to ask her to meet some online stranger in a remote place for the first time. That would not be the gentleman thing to do and any woman would worry about her safety and refuse.

I could feel that she likes me but when I ask to set an evening time meeting to get acquainted she always found some reason that our schedules did not allow. I had to meet this wonderful lady even if I had to kidnap her. That thought stayed with me and I started to make plans to kidnap her and spend a weekend with her at my place on the ranch where I live.

She had said that the best sex is in the country outdoors. The more we chatted the more I found out about her and what turns her on. I was able to learn what type of business she owns and started an online search. I was very surprised and happy when I clicked on a business and found her picture as one of the owners. I used a satellite image of the address and found that it would be a simple abduction with very little chance of being detected. The business web-site gave me the office hours information I needed.

After getting all the information I needed I found that it would be at least a month until I could actually implement my plan. From chatting with her I found that she is new at BD/SM but wants to explore and learn more about it and her submissive feelings. Since we had not discussed abduction I could only hope that I could make it a memorable enough weekend that she would not file kidnap rape charges against me once she knew who it was that took her and used her sexually. There was many times during the month wait that I almost backed out of taking her. I knew that there is no way that I will injure her in anyway but I had to have her. I have never needed anything as bad in my life so decided I would take the chance that she would decide it had excited, scared and pleased her when I released her.

The closer to the abduction date got the more I thought about the experience I had when I was in my twenties. I had a date with a girl that jumped from my car on a country road telling me to take it if I want it and ran. Since then I have had the desire to find a woman willing to be abducted and raped as role play. This was my chance to play out that fantasy and hoped it would end well with Beckie.

I could not stop thinking about her and wanted to talk to her by phone. I got the business phone number and address from the web-site and found the name of the office manager. I called the local pizza hut in her town and ordered eight assorted pizzas delivered to the office manager. I waited two days and called the office restricting the number I called from. The office manager answered the phone. Using a fake name I told her that I was so impressed by the web-site and the wonderful work they did that I had ordered a pizza delivery to her and was checking to confirm that it was actually delivered. I had ordered the pizza delivery anonymously and they had been wondering who had sent them. She put the phone on speaker and I chatted with her and the two owners, one of which was Beckie.

I told them I had stumbled on their web-site and read all about the whole staff and the work they do and was so impressed I was compelled to do something to so appreciation for the wonderful work they do. That part is true. They were all very cheerful and friendly and thanked me for the gift. Hearing Beckie’s voice confirmed that she is the wonderful sweet lady I imagined from our online chats. They invited me to come visit them and the staff of fourteen people and receive a tour of the facility. I promised that at some point finding time I would take them up on their invitation. I did not call again but continued making plans to abduct Beckie knowing that I had to go through with it more than ever before.

The time went by at a snails pace but finally the date arrived. I told my boss that I needed to leave early afternoon on Friday but would be back late that night. I made the over three hour drive arriving about thirty minutes before her office closing time at seven pm. I found the satellite image to be very accurate and found her car parked near some tall shrubs. I parked in the adjacent parking lot and waited behind the shrubs in my pickup truck. I could see when she approached her car from the office. It was dark and I moved from my truck to wait at the end of the shrubs watching her walk to her car.

As Beckie turned her back to me to get in her car I rushed from my hiding place behind her slipping a black hood over her head and clasp my hand over her mouth to prevent her screaming for help. Pulling her hard against my body I told her I had a knife to her throat and not to fight me. She froze shaking with fear. I pinned her body to the side or her car with my body and told her to put her hands behind her. She hesitated and I pressed the dull edge of the knife to her throat. Feeling the knife she put her hands behind her. I told her not to scream when I take my hand away from her mouth and ask if she understood. She nodded she understood. I slowly took my hand away leaving the knife at her throat.

Using my free hand I cuffed her wrist behind her with police style handcuffs. I pulled the ball gag from my pocket and forced it in her mouth over the hood. I looked around finding nobody in the area that might have observed the abduction. Grabbing a hand full of her shoulder length blond hair I forced her around the shrubs to my pickup.

I forced her in the back seat on her stomach as I stepped in with her closing the door. The windows are dark tinted concealing us inside. I got rope and a Hitachi from the bag of bondage equipment on the floor board. Using the razor sharp hunting knife I sliced her knee length black skirt from the bottom through the waist band leaving it under her. I cut the crotch of her pantie hose, pulled the crotch of her black panties away from her pussy and sliced through the material leaving her pussy naked. I felt of her pussy lips hoping to find moisture leaking. Her pussy was as dry as the desert. Being prepared I pulled the bottle of baby oil from the bag as she cried and attempted to plead for me to let her go. She started kicking her feet up and down as I cut her clothes off forcing me to put a leg over her calves to keep her from hurting herself by kicking the door.

Using the baby oil on my hand I rubbed a generous amount on and in her pussy and the head of the Hitachi. I forced her legs apart giving me access to her pussy and pressed the Hitachi between the lips of her pussy on her clit. I forced her legs together to hold the Hitachi in place and tied her thighs and ankles together tight. I bent her legs at the knees and tied her in a snug hogtie. I cut her blouse up the middle of the back pushing the two halves to the side exposing her back and bra. I sliced the back and shoulder straps and roughly pulled the bra over her tits making her squeal into the ball gag.

She was still crying and trying to beg me to let her go. I turned the Hitachi on medium speed making her tense up and squeal. I told her that was to keep her occupied during the long drive to her new home. That made her cry harder and struggle against her restraints. I went back to her car, picked up her purse and locked her car. My heart almost broke as I got in my truck hearing her crying so hard she could hardly breath. I kept a close watch on her as I drove back to the ranch.

She cried and pleaded for about the first hour of the three hour drive. She finally lay still for a little while then I noticed her squirming and moaning. I watched her for several minutes as she continued to moan and wiggle her hips. At about half way to the ranch I saw her tense up and let out a long low moan. I assumed she had an orgasm.

I watched her in the mirror and over my shoulder making sure that she was in no danger. As I watched her she had two more orgasms from the Hitachi working on her clit before we got to the ranch. I pulled up to the locked gate leaving her tied in the back seat while I opened the gate and parked in front of my house. I closed and locked the gate, opened the screened in porch door and the front door propping both wide open. I turned on the out side lights. I slipped in the back door of the truck untying her hog tie leaving her hands and legs tied. I removed the now dead cordless Hitachi turned her on her back sitting her up. I moved from the truck sliding her butt to the edge of the seat. I told her that I was going to put her over my shoulder and carry her into the house and she should not struggle or I might drop and hurt her.