Gator Bait | tape gag | illustrated bondage stories

It didn't take long for him to find out her particulars, and to arrange to have his team capture her at a convenient time where she wouldn't be missed for a weekend. The struggling Amazon was brought to his lair, where Vollin personally took his time stripping her and binding her in rope. Of course, he made sure her breasts were framed in bondage, then topped it off by stuffing her mouth and sealing the gag with duct tape. As Duma struggled on the floor, he revealed her fate.

"I am The Critic" he began, "and you are perfect for a movie project I've wanted to do for years. There was a B-movie in the 70's called Gator Bait. It starred a Playboy playmate, in very cute outfits, and she even was subdued by her enemy at the movie's climax. But--- the title was thoroughly misleading! She was never used as bait for a gator at all! You, my dear, are going to help me correct that. Boys, put her in the truck"

Duma gasped in horror as the eccentric tycoon spoke, and struggled frantically to get free, but all that accomplished was to excite every man in the room at the sight of her perfect body wriggling in bondage. She was picked up and deposited in a pick up, so she could see the scenery change as they left civilization and drove deep into a swamp. After what seemed like an hour in the bed of the truck, she was taken to the edge of the bog.

"That's the spot" the Critic directed, pointing to a post standing about 5 feet from the shore. Duma screamed into her gag and fought as best she could, but had no hope of avoiding her fate. Dragged into the water, she found the water was just over waist deep. Vollins minions fastened a collar around her neck, then chained her to the stake. Because her feet had been untied, she could move around to some degree, but escape was impossible.

"Now we can't be sure that any alligators are active here, so we brought one for you". Duma stared in terror as a second truck pulled up and the crew unloaded a cage. Instead was a monster of the ages, a huge alligator that the men could barely control. The helpless woman strained at her ropes and pulled against the collar as the men wrangled the vicious reptile to a spot 20 yards downstream. "He hasn't been fed in a week, so he's very very ready to play his part" the Critic chortled. As the gator eased into the water, Vollin called "Action" and the cameras began to roll.

Duma had no problem playing her part either. As she thrashed against her bondage, her feet sank into the muddy bottom, so that she sank a bit deeper with every move. By the time she was totally stuck, the dark water came up just below her boobs, wet and glistening. She could still strain against the ropes that dug in above and below her heaving chest, but they showed no signs of loosening. Frantic, she scanned the water for signs of the beast... and froze as two evil eyes popped up above the surface

As the great head of the beast slowly approached, Duma re-doubled her efforts and actually got her feet clear of the bottom. She was able to get as close to the shore as the chain allowed. Vollin got all that he could have dreamed of as he watched her naked torso, shining from the swamp and her own sweat, pulled against the cold steel but could go no farther.

And still the gator got closer and closer.

Duma screamed into her gag, no options left, a grisly fate approaching. As the monster drew within a foot of the helpless woman it opened it's great jaws. Duma closed her eyes, unable to look any more... so she never saw the man with the gun shoot a dart into the open mouth of the creature, immobilizing it just as the teeth were poised to close on her body.

When she had been released, cleaned off, given clothes and a huge check, she had to admit it was the most exciting thing that she had ever done...