Catherine closed the book and looked out the window. Outside the rain brushed lightly against the window of the library. "I must leave soon" She thought as she took off her reading glasses and put them back into their case. Her stomach sounded slightly, "Jack in the box" she thought. She wasn't in the mood to cook for herself tonight. She just felt like relaxing, spending some time to herself. She didn't feel particularly tired, in fact she felt more energetic than usual. Catherine reached for her umberella and returned the case back in her purse and picking up the book, walked quickly towards the bookshelves. Her legs felt like they were walking by themselves, she felt as though a tight knot was pressing against her throat and felt her heart thumping against her chest. She went to the fiction section of the library and began searching for the right alphabetical order the book should be placed at,  but the thought in her mind distracted her from concentrating. "fuck it." She thought, let the librarian take care of it, that's what the city pays her for." Catherine grinned to herself as she shoved the book in a random corner of the shelf. The feeling inside her was growing, she'll probably even skip Jack in the Box tonight, too many stops, "Just one stop tonight" She thought to herself as she waved the librarian goodbye and walked through the book detectors heading for the door. She couldn't wait for what she had in store for herself tonight.

 

The high heels made wet crunching sounds against the pavement and echoed through the empty corridors of the college parking lot. Cathrine took a deep breath, "calm down, take it easy" she said to herself. slowing down her pace, she made her way to her 85' Toyota Camery parked alone under the spotlight in the virtually empty parking lot. Reaching into her purse she grabbed her keys, unlocked the car, threw her purse in the passenger seat and hopped inside. Inside the car, with some privacy, Catherine can already feel a slight, tingling sensation building up between her legs. Damn it! She thought, She should have done the shopping this morning that would have saved some time. She reached for the glove compartment and took out a pack of cigarettes and placed one in her mouth. she put the key in the ignition and pressed the cigarette lighter. Rummaging through her purse she took out the note she wrote last night of what to buy at the grocery store for this evening festivities. She looked at it for a minute with a mischevious grin on her face until the lighter swich popped out. She grabbed the lighter and lit her cigarette, exhaling smoke. This calmed her nerves down a little bit. She started the car engine and drove off into the night.

 

It was almost 10:00pm when Catherine entered the Grocery store. She grabbed a shopping basket and walked calmly through the aisles. One of the workers passed her by. "Excuse me, where is the kids toy section?" Catherine asked the blonde girl in the ponytail. "5b" the girl replied. Catherine thanked the girl and walked towards the aisle. On her way to the aisle she picked up some cheap home utility items to mask her purchase. At the kids aisle, she kneeled down next to a tray of rubber bouncing balls and picked one up. She contemplated on which color she should get and finally decided on the standard red. She checked both ends of the aisle making sure nobody was watching and stuffed the ball briefly in her mouth. Nice, the rubber ball filled her mouth completely, just a little strain on her jaw. Perfect! she dropped the ball in her basket and made her way to finish her checklist.

 

"Hey what's up Catherine!" Benny said cheerfully as he rung up her shopping goods. "Benny! how have you been after all these years?! Catherine said with a fake smile on her face. Benny was a Sophmore  during her junior year in high school. She saw him as a nice guy, loner, dork, but cute in his own way. She could remember he'd sometimes make passing glances at her on his way to class, checking her out in her skimpy cheerleading outfit. She knew he was looking, but didn't really mind. Alot of boys did. "Eh, Just the same old life..." he replied with a bright enthusiastic smile on his freckled face, as he rung up the red rubber ball, along with some hangers, bag of clothespins, some fruits and vegtables including lettuce and  cucumbers, hemp rope, duct-tape and a bunch of other "household" items. Catherine felt a little guilty as she noticed herself nodding like she actually gave a damn about the conversation as she replied "Yea same here, just going to school, catching up on my subjects." "Awsome." Benny replied as he finished bagging her goods. "What's your major?" "English." "Nice, English is a good subject." He rung up the total and Catherine payed him. "Yes, it is. See you later Benny." The store manager walked by and checked his watch. "Benny! its past ten, go home." He said. Benny handed Catherine the reciept and she grabbed both her bags. "Hey we should catch up some time, grab a coffee or something." "Sounds great, I come here all the time, I'm sure I'll see you again soon." Catherine waved to him as she headed for the door.

 

"Hmm, Benny, Catherine thought as she drove down the highway. He grew up a little bit over the years. Still the same dork though, that was nice of him to invite her for some coffee. Men rarely asked Catherine out on dates. She got stares and hollers when she walked down the streets in her tight jeans and tank tops, but they rarely asked her out on an actual date. Why was it? it was not because of her looks. At age 25, 5'5 and 110 lbs Catherine had a tight athletic figure and was worth a second glace by any man passing her by. She has even been asked to model twice, but declined. She broke up with her last and only boyfriend after graduating high school who left state to persue Marine Biology at Oberlin, last thing she heard about him was he was dating some other cheerleader. Catherine took a long drag off her cigarette and put it out in the ash tray. The night was young and she'll be home soon.

 

Benny kept his eye on Catherines car as his hand traced across the radio dials to find a suitable rock station to calm his nerves. His mind raced at the excitement and the reality of what he was actually doing, and what he needed to do if he wanted all this to go the way he was planning. He knew Catherine lived alone. He still talked to a few of his fellow classmates from school who knew her.  He smiled to himself recalling what he saw tonight at the grocery store during break. He was hanging out alone in the office upstairs watching the servailance moniters while waiting for the manager to hand him his tax papers. He saw a young attractive female walking down the toy aisle and immediately recognized whom it was. His first instinct was to walk down there and say hello, but decided to be a peeping tom for a minute and watched what she was doing. He couldn't believe what he saw next.

 

Benny followed Catherines car off the freeway off ramp and down towards a main street. His mind raced a mile a minute as he began to formulate a plan, but the past kept interfering. He recalled a school house party he'd been to a few years back. Catherine was there, that's the reason why he went. She came dressed casually in her tight blue jeans and a black hoodie, but as the party grew and the room got hotter, and the alcohol began to kick in, she descarted the hoodie, stripping down to her red tank top, showing off her tight, sexy curves. Jenny, one of Catherines close friends had a brother who had just finished Marine boot camp training and was visiting town briefly with a bunch of his friends before heading off to Arizona. There was booze everywhere and Benny was a little drunk as well, although, unlike others, he chose mostly to sit quietly by himself and look through Jenny's record collection and tec-magazines. Things got pretty crazy towards the end of the night and some of the older college boys began to hit on some of  the younger females there. They began asking which of the girls there were "freaky." The conversation got pretty provacative as the girls began to answer the questions given to them with enthusiasm. One of Jenny's brothers friends then asked Catherine to wear her cheerleading outfit and show the crowd some moves. Catherine chose to ignore the question but the attention in the room was now focused on her. One of the college boys there asked her if she was a freak. Catherine shook her head. That's when Jenny interrupted "No Catherine isn't freaky, but she is a bit kinky though!" "Jenny!" Catherine shouted in anger. Jenny immediately clapped her hands over her mouth, realizing she just shared with the entire room Catherines little secret. "Dude, guys I was just joking, I don't even know what I'm talking about." As Jenny laughed and put her drink down, one of the older boys moved behind Catherine, grabbed both her hands, and moved them behind her back.  "What the fuck are you doing! let me go!" Catherine shouted, the college boy ignored her protests as he held both of her wrists in place with one hand and sealed her mouth with the other.

 

By now the crowd in the room chose to ignore Catherines situation and turned their attention amongst themselves. "Is this what you mean by freaky?" He said calmly to her ear. "Mmmmph!" Catherine moaned behind his hand, twisting her gorgeous body, unable to break free of the tight grasp. "Ted! let her go! she doesn't like it!" Jenny shouted. Ted chose to hold her there a few more seconds before freeing her. Catherine stumbled foward and gained some balance, then immediately turned around and gave Ted a hard shove. "Asshole!" Ted simply laughed "hey, I'm just joking" Catherines cheeks were burning red as she reached for a can of beer and drank it, pretending nothing happened.

 

"yep, those were the days." Ted said with a smile. "And there's  plenty more up the road Catherine..." Benny followed Catherines car through the suburbs. She reached her final destination close to eleven. She parked her car on the driveway to her suburban home and stepped out of the car, grabbed her groceries and headed for the front door. Benny sat in the car for a brief moment, thinking as he watched her enter her home. A moment passed and the living room light turned on.

 

The home was nice and welcoming and the atmospere had somewhat of a mysterious vibe tonight, Catherine looked at herself in the mirror. "youre gonna end up bound, gagged and on the floor helpless." She said "And you're gonna love every minute of it aren't you slut." She clamped her hands next to her tush and stuck her tits out and presented them to herself, she followed this with a few body stretches followed by a deep breath. That can come later, first she wanted to take a nice warm shower to relax her mind and body. She stuck the veggies in the fredge and put all the others on the dining room table, and put all the bedroom items in the closet. She struggled out of her red turtleneck sweater and blue jeans and headed for the bathroom.

 

Benny saw the bathroom light turn on, now was the chance. He looked around the neighborhood to make sure there wasn't anyone around. Cost was clear. With a flashlight in hand, he stepped casually out of the car and headed for the front door. As he approached he heard the slight sound of water hitting the porcelean through the air. He approached the front door to the house and looked through the window. A set of couches, fireplace and a television set. He looked further and saw the bag of groceries from the evening scattered about the table in the dining room. He checked the door, the doorknob did not turn. He decided to check the side of the house where it was darker. He walked quickly to the side of the house and checked the window, it moved slightly, he gave it a harder tug. It moved up higher with a high pitched creaking sound. He had to be careful not to have Catherine hear. Inch by inch, Benny Martin carefully opened the window to about two feet wide, and sneaked inside the dark bedroom. Once inside the house, he closed the window shut and straightened out the curtains. Next he quickly hid himself inside the closet and closed the door.

 

Catherine dried herself off, put on a fresh pair of bra and panties and headed for the bedroom. Catherine hit the bedroom light switch and took in a deep breath, "Time for the evenings festivities." She walked up to the closet door and opened it. Bending over she seached for the scarf, rubberball and duct tape, she couldn't find them. All she saw next was a pair of arms lunge out from underneath the rummage of shoes and boxes. In a split second the figure tackled Catherine to the floor and just as she was taking in a deep breath of air to scream for help, the stranger delivered a quick solid punch to her abdomen, breaking the airflow to her lungs and silencing her, leaving Catherine temporary breathless, she tried to bring herself back on her knees and fight off the intruder, she brought back her right leg and threw a kick directed at the attackers groin, but missed and hit his side. Benny quickly climbed onto Catherines struggling body and rested his ass on her tight stomach. Catherines hands found Benny's throat and she attempted to drive her thumbs into his adams apple. Benny quickly grabed Catherines wrists and rolled her over on her stomach, he then applied a blood-choke hold on her he learned awhile back from one of his friends. Catherines hand scratched at Benny's head, yanking his hair and hitting him. Her other hand elboed Benny's sides repeatedly but Catherines attacker did not budge. After thirty long seconds of struggling, Catherine lost conciousness. Benny continued the choke hold for another thirty seconds to prolong the effect. When he was finished, he brought out the duct tape, rubber ball, and rope and began working on his prey.

 

Catherine woke up in her living room. She was sitting on a wooden chair from the dining room. Infront of her was a tv dinner table and on  that table were the items she bought that evening at the grocery store. Clothespins, strips of cloth, strings, duct tape, a line of hemp rope and two cucumbers. She tried to get up but her arms were tied to the chair behind her with rope and duct tape. Her arms were bound tight by her wrists and elbows thrusting her ample breasts proudly foward. More rope and duct tape was added to her slim waists, securing her to the chair. Her legs were tied also by the thighs and ankles. Her mouth was stuffed with something big, rubber and round and held in place with rounds and rounds of duct tape around her head. She tried to say something behind the gag, but only heard it as a distant moan. She heard someone in her bedroom, the sound of her drawers being open and shut, as the fog cleared from her head, the reality of her situation hit home. She had been burglarized and taken hostage in her own house. Benny! The man who attacked her in her bedroom was Benny from the Grocery store. How did he know where she lived? Did he follow her home soon after packing her bags? Catherines gaze returned to the items on the table infront of her. She begain straining against her tight bonds, twisting her half naked body this way and that, testing her bonds to see if any part of it would break, all to no use.

 

Benny arrived at the doorway. "how's my little slut doing this evening?" Catherine shouted at him behind her gag. "Mmmmmph!!" Benny simply stood back and watched the half naked woman in front of him straining against the rope and duct tape that bound her to the chair. "There's nothing more beautiful in the world than a helpless woman, stripped naked, bound and gagged, she's almost like a prisoner in her own body." He said calmly as he moved close to her and caressed her silky hair.  "Especially when deep down she enjoys it." Catherine protested behind the gag as she shook her head, her cheeks turning a bright cherry red. "We're gonna have a little fun tonight, just me and you." Benny reached in his pocket and pulled out a bright pink dildo. "Hope you don't mind me using this. I found it in your drawers." He turned the little switch on the end of the dildo and it began vibrating in his hand making a low humming sound. "Good, good, battery seems to be full..." Catherine moaned behind her gag and twisted and turned her body, determined more than ever to break free of her bonds. Benny turned the dildo off and placed it next to the other items on the small table. "Don't worry we'll be playing with these too..." Benny said as he left the room and went to the kitchen, after a brief moment he returned with a pair of scissors and began cutting the rope and tape that bound Catherine to the chair, but still left the ones around her wrists, elboes and legs. He noticed her looking at the front door as he did this, Benny grabbed Catherines cheeks and turned her head so her eyes met his. From his pocket he brought out an electric tazer he found in Catherines purse. "Don't even think about it, it's no use, if I use this on you while you're gagged there's a good chance the effect will be lethal, you're lungs will temporarily collapse and the gag will make any air returning to them very difficult." Benny began cutting off the tape and rope around Catherines thigh and ankles.

 

Benny sat comfortably in a chair in the living room, sipping wine he found in the kitchen cabnet. Infront of him, in the middle of the room stood Catherine, a few feet behind her, facing Benny was a television set. He watched for a brief moment his captive struggling infront of him before he went to the VCR and popped in a videotape he found in Catherines video collection titled: "Cheerleading Routines/Moves/Dances."  He sat himself back on the chair and pressed play on the remote. "I want to see every move, exactly as you performed on this video tape, remember slut, down to every dance, routine, bumb n grind, tumble whatever you wanna call it. Any sign of hesitation will result in this belt to that cute little ass and tits of yours." Catherine moaned behind her gag, pleading to him with her eyes. "Get ready, it's about to start." Benny placed the lether belt on his lap and calmly sipped his wine. Catherine stood in the middle of the room, her tits where bound tightly at the base, making them buldge out like round, purplish baloons. The remaining rope was wrapped above and below her breasts before being tied behind her back. Another length of rope was tied to this rope behind her back before running down underneath the waistrope, tied to the humming vibrator buldging out of her asshole, looped and tied to the cucumber in her cunt, then running back up underneath the waistrope infront of her, and tied to the rope between her aching mounds. Now any upper body movement Catherine made was felt directly to her cunt, tits and anus. She wore a cheerleading skirt, two sizes small which she had bought for her ex boyfriend which barely covered her crotch. She held pom poms in both her hands, which were taped and sealed tightly around the handles with layers of duct tape. "Time to show some school spirit!!" Benny said cheerfully as he upped the volume on the television monitor. Some heavy hiphop music began playing on the soundtrack as the girls on the monitor began to practice their moves slowly in half time rhythum, gyrating to the music, doing a few bumps and grinds in between. Catherine first only rocked back in forth to the music, moaning and pleading helplessly behind the gag, but soon with each whip from the leather belt, became more active. Within five long minutes of whipping and the vibrator and cucumber teasing her holes, she was moving just as energitically with the girls dancing on the monitor, although her face showed a look of shame, humiliation, and defeat. Catherine closed her legs, arched her back, sobbing into her gag, threw her arms up strait, vertically in the air and shook her ass back and forth as she slowly bent her knees. She then spun around 180 degrees, spread her legs, bent foward and arched her back, moaning as the intruders buried themselves deeper inside her as she shook her tush at Benny, her entire body dripping with sweat from the intense workout. Benny grinned as he sipped his wine and checked his watch. "Another half hour would do." He thought. "By then she'd me more than ready for his next little game."

 

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