Sonia In Jeopardy | bra and panties | illustrated bondage stories

She closed her eyes again and noticed that her mouth was extremely dry. Her chin appeared to be wet as if she had been drooling. Everything was moving kinda slow, as if she were in a dream. She wanted to move but couldn’t.

She tried to open her eyes again. The mounds started to come into focus. They were breasts. Her breasts. Naked breasts! And the white line stretching out in front of them was made of rope!

The ticking clock pounded painfully into her fevered brain. She tried to rise but couldn’t. Her arms were asleep. When she tried to shake the pins and needles out she couldn’t. Her hands were behind her resting in the small of her back. She couldn’t move them or her legs for that matter. Then she began to remember. The empty parking garage. The black bag placed over her head before she could get into her car. The crushing blow to her head and then darkness.

Sonia realized now that she had been kidnapped and was lying on a bed somewhere tied-up with rope. She moaned when she realized her fate but found her moan muffled by a mouth-filling gag. Evidently, her captor had stuffed her mouth full of rags, fastened it in place with one of her stockings, and then covered her mouth with a torn-up sheet. Calling out for help was quite impossible.

Sonia was a hot young account executive at an advertising firm in Manhattan. She was only 24 years old and was moving up fast. MBA from Harvard on the fast track to the top. She was a black haired, blue eyed beauty, attributes that didn’t hurt when you added her sharp wit and winning personality. She was a very pretty girl and men always noticed her. She was slim but had a nice bust, 34D, 24, 36. Everybody liked her, men and women alike. She had a very engaging personality, lots of energy and lots of sweetness. She couldn’t understand how something so awful could have happened to her.

She looked around and found her tight white sweater, argyle skirt, bra and panties were laying next to her on the bed. Her captor wanted her to see her clothes. He wanted her to KNOW that she’d been undressed by him. The sight brought tears to her eyes.

She was lying face up on the bed. Her feet were crossed and tied together with rope. Her feet were fastened to her tied hands causing her to be hog-tied. Her crotch was laid wide open for all to see, cruelly bisected by an itchy piece of twine. Ropes encircled her chest above and below her breasts pinning her arms closely to her back. Her elbows were bound so tightly together that they almost touched one another.

The relentless ticking continued as she explored the room she was in. Closed circuit TV cameras were on either side of the bed, presumably recording her plight. It horrified her to realize that someone was probably watching her right now! On the ceiling was another closed circuit TV camera pointed down at her. Next to it was a small speaker and a digital clock that seemed to be going backwards. When she first looked at it, it read 61:06:38. It now read 58:32:01. The last number seemed to represent seconds. The seconds decreased rapidly almost in rhythm with that ever present ticking.

She tried to shift her position but was unable to do it. Suddenly, a voice boomed out over the speaker. “Be careful, Sonia!” said the voice. “I wouldn’t move around too much if I were you. I’ve tied your elbows together behind you. To your elbows, I’ve attached explosives that may detonate if jostled too much!”

Perspiration broke out on Sonia’s brow when she heard this. Not only was she being watched but she was also wired with explosives!