You’re a creature of habit. Clean the living room on Tuesday, pizza every Thursday, and my personal favorite, an evening Jog every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday. After only a few weeks I could have forecast the next month of your life. It made my choices easy. Now I’m no runner, but a quick walk around your favorite trails showed me the perfect place to set my trap. I hid in the wooded area where I knew it would be hard to see me, and I waited. I knew the tree you always stopped at to catch your breath and stretch. I knew what time you would be there. And right one time, my creature of habit showed. As you began your stretching routine I quietly walk towards you. Your ear buds make me even stealthier than normal. And why you chose run at an hour when no one else is around... oh well. As you rise from your bent position I wrap one arm around your waist lifting you from the ground, the other around your mouth pushing a cloth into it as you begin to scream.
As i drag you back into the the wooded area I have prepared, I pull the handcuffs from my back pocket and click it around your wrist. Everything has happened so quickly, your too surprised to really react other than screaming. Once we have made it to the area I click the other cuff around your wrist and push you into your knees. The shackles I have already stretched between the trees are laying just behind you. I reach down and attached them to your ankles. You have stopped screaming, but the look of fear is still in your eyes. I stand you up and pull the shackles stretching your legs. I pick up the scissors next to me and cut the clothes from your body. Over the next couple of hours I take advantage of you in anyway I see fit. Pulling your shackles around I’m able to move you into any position I want. Anytime your screams become too loud, I quick smack of your ass with a nearby switch quiets then. But in reality, the screams are really just moans. Once I’m done with you, I removed your straps, and walk in front of you. Lifting you chin, I kiss you deeply. “See you at home sweetheart.” And I walk away and head back to our home. I smile as I wonder when you will realize, I didn’t leave you any clothes to put on to walk home in...