BDSM Library - Story: The Organization, Chapter: Chapter 1 The Capture

THE ORGANIZATION

BY MASTERINC

Chapter 1……The Capture

I saw her at the Outlet Mall. She was just as I remembered her from my days of watching volleyball and basketball at her high school two years pervious. She still had that great “female” presence with a beautiful face, bright smile, and wonderful figure. As a senior in high school she was fully developed into a beautiful woman. She had the breasts, hips, and legs of a 25 year old instead of an 18 year old. I had often wondered what she would look like without her clothes. I was sure she would be as beautiful as I pictured in my mind.

I didn’t approach her but watched her from afar. She had just come from the Nike store and was now headed towards the parking lot. I discretely followed her and watched her get into a dark blue Jeep Cherokee. I quickly wrote down the license number and hot footed it to my car which was several rows away. I quickly started up and pulled out hoping to see which way she turned.

I was pretty confident that she would turn right and head back to the college campus. I didn’t see her at the stop light at the mall entrance but did catch a glimpse of her driving down the street headed towards the campus area.

I waited with some frustration for the light to change and finally made it to the street and turned towards the campus. I immediately got into the left lane and passed a number of cars in front of me. I still couldn’t see her Jeep but knew I had several miles in which to try and catch up unless she turned off before the main street leading to the campus. I finally caught sight of her jeep, just as she was turning off about two blocks from the main campus entrance. I quickly changed lanes and turned after her. She was about a half block ahead of me and we were driving in what appeared to be a nice family neighborhood. I didn’t try and catch up but followed as far back as I could and still see if she made any turns. About 5 min later she turned into the driveway of a clean looking bungalow . I drove on past and then pulled over to park about half a block away. I watched in my rearview mirror as she left her car and walked up the walk and into the house. I pulled away from the curb and at the next corner I noted the street name. I drove around the block and came back down the street on the side opposite from the bungalow. I noted the address and then drove away. Over the next few days, I watched the house and noted her movements. It appeared she had one roommate who left the house early each day and didn’t return until late in the evening.

The young woman I was interested in was named Terri Borders. Ever since I had watched her play sports, I had this fantasy of turning her into the perfect sex slave and toy. I had developed a number of different plans on how to capture her but now that I had actually found her, there was only one plan that I wanted to use. I had the money to put my best plan into action since my job now consisted of capturing beautiful young women for buyers all over the world. I had gotten into the business by accident but it was paying off nicely, especially with families that had the resources to buy their daughters back. Of course I had taken on contract work and in those cases the buyer was the only one who got the girl. The families never had a chance to buy them back. In the case of Terri, it was personal and I was the client. I had more than just Terri in mind for this operation. Her mother would also become an integral part of the deal!

I waited and watched the bungalow for almost two weeks before deciding to move into the next phase of the plan. One day when I knew that both Terri and her roommate were gone, I entered their house dressed as an electrician. I had rented a van and had put decals on it identifying it as belonging to a fictitious electrical company. I had earlier scouted out the doors and windows and knew there was no security system and that the front door lock was only the one in the doorknob. They didn’t even have a deadbolt! I walked up to the house, acted like I was expected and had a key and picked the lock. I turned the knob and the door opened. I quickly entered and then scouted out every room in the house with careful detail as to which floor boards squeaked, which doors squeaked etc. I knew that Terri was not an early riser and that her roommate left each morning before Terri was up. My plan was to snatch her in the early morning after her roommate left. As I left, I relocked the door. Now I just had to decide when to act. I waited several more days before putting the plan into action.

It was barely light out when Terri’s roommate came out and headed off to where ever she went each day. I waited a good fifteen minutes to make sure she wasn’t coming back and for Terri to go back to sleep if she had roused when her roommate got up and around. Wearing dark clothes and a ski mask, I quickly picked the lock again. I quietly slipped in and went straight to Terri’s room. I squirted some WD 40 on the hinges and gently opened the door. Terri was sound asleep on top of her covers. She was wearing a t-shirt and gym shorts. She still didn’t have a reason to wear anything sexy to bed. I silently crossed the room and without wasting any time, grabbed her lower leg, twisted sharply turning her onto her stomach before she could even realize what was happening. I then sat on her back and grabbed her legs and pulled them up until they touched her butt. She was now rousing and began to fight back. Terri was an excellent athlete and it was a struggle to hold her down and keep her legs bent up. I had already prepared some rope with loops and put one of them around her ankles and yanked the rope tight. By then Terri began to scream, so holding the rope with one hand I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. She was still screaming so I pulled even harder and said in a whisper , “be quite or I’ll break your neck!” I pulled a little harder and Terri realized that if I pulled much harder I might really break her neck so she quit screaming.

I then instructed her to put her hands behind her back and lay still. At that, she again tried to fight but with her head and neck stretched back and her legs bent up tight there wasn’t much she could do. I told her again to put her hands behind her back but again she refused. I sighed and letting go of her hair, I pulled the hunting knife I had and held it to her throat. She quit struggling when she felt the blade on her neck and a small trickle of blood running down her neck. Again I whispered, “put your hands behind your back.” This time she slowly did as I said. I looped the other rope around both wrists and pulled it tight thus pulling her wrists together and her arms tightly back. I tied the end of the rope on her wrists to the end of the rope on her ankles and Terri was now in a moderate hogtie. I rolled her to her side and finding a pair of her soiled underwear, forced it into her mouth. I secured it with a small nylon rope I had. She was now temporarily restrained. I knew if she began to fight hard again she might be able to get loose so it was time to make sure that didn’t happen. I took a roll of duct tape out of my fanny pack and wrapped several layers tightly around her ankles. Terri lay there and made small whimpering sounds as I opened her closet and found her suitcase. I quickly packed up several changes of underwear and clothes and then returned to Terri. Putting on a voice synthesizer, I told her I was going to free her hands and she was to write what I told her.

I rolled Terri onto her stomach and untied the rope around her wrists. I left the duct tape on while I used the rope to bind her legs in the bent position with her heels pushing into her butt. I knew it was an uncomfortable position but I didn’t want to take any chances on her escaping when I freed her hands. I then untied the rope from her wrists and allowed her to move her arms in front of her. She was now resting on her elbows and knees. I put a clipboard with paper on it in front of her and told her to write the following: Address it to your roommate. Say you had to leave in a hurry to go home and see your family as your dad was in the hospital with a possible heart attack. Tell her you will call her in a few days and let her know how things are going then sign it.

Terri was still gagged so she couldn’t say anything but she tried to mumble something which I couldn’t understand. I said, “do as you are told or I will hurt you bad.” Terri shook her head no and I immediately yanked her head back and slapped her face hard on both sides. Tears came to her eyes and I could hear her trying to breathe through the fluids running into her nose. I watched her closely to make sure she didn’t suffocate but she seemed to be doing ok. I again told her to write. She again shook her head no so I rolled her on her side and slapped her tits hard. She screamed in her gag and tried to use her hands to protect herself. I told her that it would get worse if she didn’t start writing. Crying into her gag, she rolled back onto her stomach and picked up the pen and began to write. It didn’t take her long to write the short missive and I read it carefully to make sure she didn’t add anything that would alert her roommate to her predicament. She had written only what I told her to write. I patted her on the head and said, “good girl.” She flinched away but I didn’t care at this time. In the future she wouldn’t be allowed to do that. I grabbed her arm and twisted it up behind her and told her to put her other arm behind her. This time she didn’t resist and did as instructed. I quickly used the duct tape to bind her forearms and wrists together. I placed a pair of swim goggles over her eyes that had the lenses painted black. Terri was now effectively blind and completely helpless.

I left Teri on the bed and went to her dresser. I rummaged around on the top of it and found her car keys. Taking the keys, I went to the side door that opened onto the driveway. Checking to make sure there was no one on the street or looking out windows, I quickly walked to Teri’s car and pulled it up to the side door. I then went back to the bedroom to get Teri. She had tried to get loose while I was getting the car and had fallen off the bed and onto the floor. I could hear her crying as I reached down and grabbed her shoulder to turn her on her side. Once I had her on her side I reached under her neck and hips and lifted her up. Teri wasn’t over weight but was compact and it took a little effort to get her up and into my arms. I carried her to the door and again checking to make sure no one was about, I placed her on the floor in the backseat of the car. I went back into the house and straitened up the bedroom, making the bed, and getting her suitcase. I left the note on the small kitchen table and made sure the front door was locked again. After checking to make sure the area was still quiet and no one on the street, I left the house locking the side door behind me.

I drove to the SeaTac airport and into the long term parking area. I had left a rental van there about a week earlier in an area at the back of the lot and just out of range of the surveillance cameras . There were several parking spaces next to the van and I pulled into the one nearest the sliding side door. I unlocked the van and opened the side door. After checking to make sure no one was near, I moved Teri to the van and locked up her car. I then proceeded to the pay station and inserted my ticket. It cost me $90 for parking. I got the receipt and then drove the van out of the parking garage and onto the access road going by the airport. I took the I 5 interstate exit and headed north. The traffic was starting to pick up with the morning commute but still wasn’t bad. Once I had cleared the University District the traffic was light this time of morning.

I drove the van to a park and ride lot north of Edmonds where I had left my truck. My truck has a special tool box in the back that has a space beneath the normal cargo area that is just large enough for a bound woman to fit in. Once I reached my truck I had to delay moving Teri to it as there were a number of people leaving their cars there to catch the next bus into Seattle. I messed around pretending to load items from the van into the truck until there were no people near enough to see me move Teri. While pretending to load stuff into the truck, I had released Teri’s legs and had bound them in a straight position so she would fit in the special compartment. Teri fought me a little as I lifted her up and into the tool box compartment. Not much as she was bound too tight but she did struggle as much as she could before I had her in the tool box and the lid to the compartment securely closed and locked. I then lowered the false floor of the box and placed a few misc. tools in it. Checking to see if I had attracted any attention I then drove the van out of the park and ride and headed for the rental agency. I arrived about 45 min before they opened, so I filled out the return portion of the contract and dropped it and the keys into the drop box. I had chosen this location because the bus line that had a stop near the rental agency was the one that served the Park and Ride where I had the truck. I caught the next bus and 30 min later was back at the Park and Ride. I unlocked the truck and drove out of the lot now headed for my final destination.

I had a nice home on the edge of Anacortes WA with a great view to the west of the San Juan Islands. It was also on a secluded three acre parcel so there were no nearby neighbors although I made it a point to be friendly to everyone in the area and often hosted neighborhood parties and barbeques. By the time I got home, Teri had been bound and gagged for over four hours. It was nearing 11:00 am and time to give Teri’s family a call. But before I did that I had to make Teri tell me about her family and give me the phone number. I was sure that would be a fun exercise: At least for me. I didn’t think Teri would enjoy it much unless she cooperated fully without any fuss. I was pretty sure she wouldn’t give me the information without some encouragement.

I drove the truck into the garage and closed the door. I now had all the privacy I needed for the next phase of the plan. Quickly unloading the small tools from the box, I unlocked and opened the false bottom of the toolbox. I reached in and taking Teri by her hair, pulled her up into a sitting position. I then grabbed her under the arms and lifted her from the box. Putting her down in the bed of the truck, I closed the false bottom and replaced the small tools. I then pulled Teri to the back of the box and then stood her up on her feet at the end of the truck. Teri still wore the goggles and gagged and bound as she was she didn’t move as she knew she would fall down if she tried to move. I released the rope holding the gag in place and then took her sodden panties out of her mouth. She moved her jaw around some and then started to beg me to let her go. She promised to not say anything to anybody if I let her go and I just laughed. I was still wearing the voice synthesizer so I didn’t worry about her being able to identify my voice. I said, “You are to keep quiet and do exactly as you’re told. You may scream and yell for help all you want and no one will hear except me and if you do it too much, I will get angry and punish you. Do you understand?” Teri shook her head and again tried to talk me into letting her go. Her first lesson was about to commence.

I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head back hard. I then took the hunting knife and slit her shirt down the middle. Teri screamed and tried to hunch her shoulders to cover herself as much as possible. I yanked harder on her hair and said, “stand up straight and answer me!” Teri did quit trying to hunch her shoulders but started crying. I let her cry as I looked at her beautiful tits. They were as wonderful as I anticipated. They stood out high on her chest with no sag even though they had to be nearly 37 or 38 inches. They had large areoles with nipples the size of a nickel topping them off. I grabbed the torn shirt and dragged it down her arms until both sides reached her elbows where the tape held her forearms and wrists tightly bound. She was now essentially naked from the waist up. I let her cry for a few minutes and then said, “You still haven’t answered me. Do you understand that you must do what you are told or you will be punished?” All Teri did was cry harder, so I took the knife and cut off her gym shorts. She was wearing a pair of panties underneath so I cut them off as well. This caused Teri to cry out and say, “Please no, let me go.”

Teri was now going to learn about pain! I reached out and grabbed her left nipple squeezing hard. She screamed but couldn’t pull away as I still had her head pulled back and with her bindings she couldn’t move much. She did try to turn her upper body away but I just pulled harder on her nipple and she stopped trying to turn away. She screamed, “Please let go, it hurts so bad.” “Answer me,” I said. “Yes, Yes, Yes I understand,” Teri shouted. I let go of her nipple and also her hair. “There now see, if you answer me and do what you are told, there won’t be any punishment.”

“Now that you understand what will happen if you don’t do what you are told, I have some questions for you. I expect you to answer them fully and truthfully. If I don’t believe you or catch you lying you will be punished severely. With that, I carried her into the house and downstairs to my special room in the basement. Once there, I put my mask on and removed her goggles. I gave her a list of personal questions most of which I knew the answers to. Teri looked at the list and shook her head. I grabbed her right nipple and squeezed as hard as I could. She cried out and again tried to pull away. This only put more pressure on her and she quickly quit pulling and just cried. I kept the pressure up until she finally said. “Stop I will answer your questions.” I let go of her nipple and again gave her the list I had printed. The questions were about her family and personal life. The list of questions included the following: Your name; your address; your home phone number; your parents name; your siblings names and ages; and when you first had sexual intercourse. I gave her a pencil and a clipboard and she began to fill in the answers. I really didn’t care about the answers but it was important that she think I didn’t know most of this information. I planned on her becoming my personal sex slave plus earning a large payment for her.

It didn’t take Teri long to answer the questions. When she finished I took the pencil and clipboard and read what she wrote. She gave her name and age correctly and the names and address of her parents but she lied about having any siblings and said she hadn’t had any sexual intercourse. I knew she had a sister who was 17 now and that as a senior she had lost her cherry to her boyfriend. They were a big item at the time. I had overheard her telling her friends about the time she lost her virginity and how great the sex was. That was at a chance meeting in the mall and she and her friends were at the food court. I had bought a sandwich and was seated nearby so could overhear their conversations pretty well.

I told Teri to put her hands behind her back. She didn’t argue. I tied them tightly with the rope and stood her up on her feet. I cut the tape from her ankles and had her stand with her feet about 3 feet apart. She resisted moving her feet so far apart at first but a squeeze to her nipples soon had her moving them apart. I told her to stand there and not move. I went to the wall nearest the door and some controls there that looked like rheostat switches for the lights. I turned one and a section of the ceiling opened up. I turned the next one and a chain hoist began to move down from its anchor in the floor studs above. When it was about head high on her I stopped it and went back to her. I took the rope that I had removed from her ankles and made a loop around her neck. I then tied it onto the hook on the chain. Teri was now very afraid and asked, “what are you going to do?” I didn’t answer her but turned the knob the opposite direction and the chain began moving up. When it began to pull the rope tight around Teri’s throat I stopped it and went back to her.

She had shuffled her feet close together again as the rope tightened to try and ease the tension on her throat. I told her to move her feet apart again and she tried but was afraid that she would choke to death if she moved them too far. I said, “You can do better than that”, and pushed them out until they were about three feet apart. Teri started gagging but I didn’t relent. “You won’t choke to death “so quit trying to make me think you are!” I then took off my belt and laid it on a nearby table. Teri quit pretending to choke and just stood still. If she tried to move much she would start choking for real which was likely to happen shortly.

I told her I was going to check to see if she really was a virgin and that if I found she wasn’t, I was going to give her 25 lashes from the belt. Teri turned white and tried to shuffle away but she had no room to move without choking herself. I moved up in front of her and reached down to her cunt. She tried to move away and screamed, “No please don’t do that!” I ignored her and slid my finger up her cunt. Of course her hymen was not there. I removed my hand and looked at Teri and said, “You lied to me. You are not a virgin.” I then picked up the belt and went behind her. I began lashing her with the belt as hard as I could. Each lash left a deep red mark where it landed. Teri began to scream and tried to pull away thus choking herself. I marked her from her shoulders to her knees. She screamed and screamed and choked and gagged but I didn’t stop until I was done.

Once I had finished the whipping, I went to the wall and let the chain down some so Teri could breathe better. She was crying and begging me to stop all through the whipping. Once I had finished and let her have a little slack in the rope around her neck she sobbed almost hysterically. I told her I was going upstairs to do an internet search on her and her family and if I found any other lies, I would be returning to whip her front side. When I said this Teri, tried to get her sobbing under control and in between sobs said, “no wait. I have a sister.” “So you lied to me about that as well?”, I said. Sobbing she shook her head yes. “Why did you lie to me?”, I asked. “I didn’t want you going after my sister,” she replied. I looked at Teri standing there naked and said, “Is she as pretty as you?” Teri shook her head yes and said, “that’s why I didn’t want to tell you. I don’t want you going after her too.” “Too bad you lied,” I said and walked back to the hoist controls and again pulled the rope tight around her throat. I then walked in front of her and laid 20 hard lashes on her breasts, tummy, and thighs. I then pulled her legs apart and tied them to some anchors hidden in the floor under the guise of electrical plug-ins. When I had her fastened, I laid the last 5 strokes right on her cunt. She screamed louder than I had heard her scream before and then on the last stroke passed out.

I quickly lowered the hoist as she would have choked to death. I lowered the hoist until she was lying on the floor. I unhooked the chain from the rope and took the rope off her neck. I released her from the floor anchors and carried her to a large bed along the far wall of the room. I placed her on it and untied her arms. She was now completely free but not for long. I pulled her arms above her head and using some leather cuffs, fastened them to eyebolts in the headboard. I then did the same for her legs only I spread eagled them to the corners at the foot of the bed. I looked at her lying there with red welts all up and down her body and her cunt a fiery red from the abuse it had taken. I looked at my watch and saw it was after 1:00 so went upstairs to fix some lunch. I didn’t know how long Teri would be out but I was sure I wouldn’t have much trouble from her from now on.

It was a good hour and a half later when I returned to the basement room. Teri was now awake and moaning slightly. I had taken off my mask when I went upstairs but had donned it again when I came back to the room. I looked down at Teri and she looked back with terrified eyes. “please don’t hurt me anymore,” she begged. “Do as you’re told and I won’t have to punish you,” I replied. I had brought a bottle of water with me and held Teri’s head up so she could drink a little. “I am going to make a call to your parents and you are going to talk to them when they answer. You will tell them that you have been abducted and everything that has happened to you so far. You will beg them to do whatever I tell them to do or you will be punished.” “Do you understand?” “Teri said, “yes”. I had purchased a single call phone which would be thrown away once I had used it for this call. It couldn’t be traced. I asked Teri if both her parents worked and she said they did. I asked for her mother’s work number. Teri didn’t even hesitate this time and gave me the school number. I knew her mother’s classes would be over around 2:30 and it was past that now. I dialed the number she had given me and put the phone to her ear so she could hear and speak. Whoever answered wasn’t her mother as Teri quickly asked to speak to her mother Kathy Borders. There was a pause and then Teri began crying and telling her mom about her capture. I could hear Kathy almost yelling in the background as Teri told her what was happening to her. I grabbed the phone from her when she had finished telling about being whipped for lying and heard her mother saying, “Where are you? We can’t help until we know where you are!”

It was time for the demands.

“Mrs. Border, please be quiet and listen close,” I said. “Your daughter has been recruited by The Organization. It is a very large group of people who enjoy what you would call the BDSM lifestyle. They pay me to secure beautiful young women and train them to become perfect sex slaves and toys. The membership is made up of millions of people world-wide and they have ears and eyes in every agency and police force around the world including local police forces. If you notify the police or anyone about what has happened to your daughter, you will never hear from me again nor will you ever see your daughter again. She will be sold on a white slave market to the highest bidder. If you want to stop that from happening, you and your husband and daughter will do exactly what I tell you to do.

It is very simple really. You may purchase your daughter back for the small sum of $100,000. You have thirty days in which to raise this money. I will call you periodically to let you know about your daughters progress in her training program and to see how you are coming in raising the money without raising an alarm. If you have the money thirty days from today, I will give you directions on how and where to deliver it and collect your daughter. If not, your daughter goes to the auction block. Do you understand what I have just said?”

There was shocked silence on the other end of the phone. Finally I heard Kathy say, “Don’t hurt my daughter anymore. Please. We will do what you say. Let me speak to Teri again.” “You have spoken enough for this call. Now pay attention. Teri left a note for her roommate telling her that her father was in the hospital with a possible heart attack. If she calls looking for information you are to tell her that is true and that she is at the hospital at this time. You will also tell her that she is likely to be gone for several weeks as she will have to care for her father when he gets out of the hospital since you will have to work. It might be as long as a month. Tell her Teri will call her when she knows more. Do not tell her anything more than that. You will then call the college and withdraw Teri for the same reason. She will have to take care of her father while he recuperates and will miss too much school to make up. Tell them she will re-enroll the next term. Do you have all that?” “ I have it,” was all she said.

I hung up the phone and took it upstairs. I dropped it into the toilet and fried the workings. I then took it to the garage and smashed it to bits. Sweeping up the pieces, I hoped Teri’s parents would follow my directions. It was time to alert The Organization of this newest recruit so they could be on the lookout for any signs that Teri’s parents had gone to the police or sought help from anyone. Even though it was for me personally The Organization would keep a watch as I was their best recruiter.

to be continued