Being kidnapped is the ultimate surrender into the world of submission and the unknown. Many people fantasise about this, but are unsure how to make it a reality. Come and play. Well then ma'am I think I will take you up on your offer. I appreciate your hospitality and I can even pay for your generosity." I replied. Sir it is supposed to get to 15 degrees tonight. We live a mile down the road. I suggest you stay with me and my friend and I'll get you into town tomorrow to get your car fixed." the woman replied.

For thirty minutes, I struggled. Nevertheless, my binds would not give. As I struggled, I could hear the girls empty out my bedroom. Suddenly my closet door opened. Having made the decision in your mind, that this is what you desire most … not knowing your fate … what lies ahead of you … the torment … your cries for help going unanswered … anticipating what could happen. Now close your eyes and imagine Mistress Nadine organising this experience. Being kidnapped … held against your will by the strong and powerful yet feminine Dominatrix Nadine and her loyal servant named 6.Both women were in great shape and had nice bodies. We drove in silence. It was so dark that I could only see what the headlights lit up. Suddenly, a warm hard penis entered my ass. I remained quiet as my violator slowing thrust. With every thrust, my asshole began to burn, and tears rolled down my face. I felt hands reach under me and rip off my nipple clamps. What would give you that exhilarating feeling… the rush encompassing every nerve centre in your body … the high that tops any dungeon session… which you are constantly craving? By going one step further and feeding the desire to be totally helpless, controlled verbally, physically and mentally through a scenario of being snatched, grabbed or kidnapped.

Yes, this is also a lot of fun. We welcome couples, and if this is a surprise for your partner we can include you in the scenario as much as you like. We advise of course that the person being ‘snatched’ is familiar with kink practices, use of a safe word, and has a strong heart (because the fear factor may be heightened!) But I guess all that would have to wait until I could get my car fixed. Darkness had already fallen so I figured maybe I would just camp in the woods right where I broke down and walk to town in the morning. I followed Mistress up stairs to her training quarters. The room was filled with large cabinets. In center of the room was a hoist. "You will begin your training here". Mistress stated. "How you choose to reciprocate your training is up to you." Once you have told us your interests and we have decided on a date and time, we will ask you for a deposit. This is simply because this takes a lot of planning and preparation and expenses to arrange. There are many timewasters out there who only intend to talk at length about their fantasies, and either never secure the booking or do not show up. When you have made the deposit we can talk more about any specific requests. Remember though, we know what we are doing and mystery is a lot of fun. Try not to control too much of the situation, especially for your first time(s), and leave it up to us to work our magic…. Here you are stripped of everything that is yours, you are at your most vulnerable and ‘they’ are in complete control for the coming hours. You see your captors, maybe towering above you, maybe for small glimpses of face, flesh, smell. They are striking and stunning and strong. They are the Kidnap Mistresses and you have no choice but to do what they demand.We'll it's time for us to go. I hope you having fun." Teased Stacy. "Don't worry. Somebody will be by to take care of you. I promise." Several hours later, I awoke with water being splashed on me. "Wake-up slave." The voice said. "Time to get ready." The entire time from the snatch to discharging you can be 6 or 12 hours. Different lengths of time can be negotiated, and it can be shorter, but we ask for a minimum tribute for 6 hours standard due to the preparation and planning that goes into each one.

Leave this for us to deal with. What we are doing is an agreement, it is not illegal. If we ask you to speak up, then speak up and be honest about the arrangement.

Of course! We can play out particular scenarios, who we might be, why you are there, what has led up to you being snatched from your reality. You can outline this in our correspondence beforehand. We will have ours and your safety in mind, so there are some limitations, but theatre is full of possibility. Before I could finish, Stacy covered my mouth. "Shut-up! You haven't figured it yet." She climbed on the bed behind me and forced a ball gag in my mouth "You're being robbed. Idiot." Stacy explained. "Say goodbye to your laptop, TV, money, furniture and your life." Stacy laughed. Her friend walked into the room with an armbinder and spandex hood. She placed the items in the bed and slightly lifted her shirt displaying a gun. "Anymore questions?" She asked. I shook my head no. Stacey removed my gag, blindfolded me and pulled the hood over my head. My handcuffs were removed and the armbinder was replaced instead. The binder was strapped so tight my arms went numbed within seconds.

Mistress stood up and approached me. "Men are the most stubborn, yet easily broken and trained creatures. Remember our earlier conversation? You will serve me. Don't think you can play me for a fool!" Mistress warned me. "I have ways of making you regret you actions. Darlene bring-in Sara." OK OK. Oh God! Please don't hurt me. I have money and I can get more." I quivered realizing I was scared to death. This post about Kidnap Mistresses was written for The Serpent Rooms by the inimitable Mistress KaliI am Mark. A 28 year old white male who loved to be outside. Every year at this time I always took a week or two off from work to go camping somewhere up north. I love the changing of the leaves and the crisp cool nights. And I mean camping. Not being in an RV next to a bunch of other RV's. I mean being miles from anyone, sleeping in a tent, and cooking my food over a fire I started myself.