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"You ever hear of these companies that you can pay to kidnap you?" he
said.
"That's a thing?" I asked after a short pause as I thought about what
this could mean. Bloom wanted me to experience a kidnaping and had found
someone he could hire to do it. I thought back to how my dream had made
me feel. Perhaps I could go along with that? If it was safe. Although if
it was safe would it still be as exciting?
"Bloom found one today while you were at the studio. He asked me to let
you know they would be here tomorrow."
"He already hired someone to do it? Don't I get a choice?" I said, more
than a little shocked and even annoyed! Bloom was very forward!
"Yes of course, there is a way to cancel it if you want to," Davis said.
"They will be pretending to be from the power company and they'll have
some general request that would mean you would have to let them in. When
they ring the bell just tell them they have the wrong house and they will
leave. If you invite them in, they know it's a go and they take you for
48 hours. Then they drop you back at home. They won't care if you cancel.
They still get paid."
I sat back and shook my head in astonishment. "Mr Bloom is really taking
this seriously!"
"He takes money seriously and right now he thinks you are a risk to his
bottom line. He sees you have a problem and he thinks he can fix it"
Davis said, "Listen James, I'm so sorry about the way this has gone. I
know we never intended on you ending up on Blooms radar or going on TV.
If you want I can reverse the spell right now and you'll be a man again
by morning. There will be some fallout but I'll handle it."
I was surprised at the offer. The plan was to help me with my writers
block and then change me back. But it was nice to have that option.
"Thank you Davis, I really appreciate you offering but I think I can
handle being Lacey a while longer. I do need to ask you some questions
though."
"Sure go for it."
"You said there were no mental changes but I've noticed a few things. For
instance Mark Langham..." I paused. Could I really admit this? But I knew
Davis wouldn't judge.
"The actor? What about him?"
"Well I met him today and he asked me out. I sort of liked it. I think I
found him attractive." I felt the now familiar blush creep into my face.
"Oh."
"That's all you have to say?" I said.
"Well that shouldn't happen. I promise I didn't make any mental changes
or than ones to make you comfortable or being able to walk in heels. I
certainly didn't make you attracted to men!"
That didn't help me. If it wasn't Davis where did that come from? Was it
always part of me? I wasn't aware of any feelings like that towards guys
before I changed.
"Ok the other thing is a little worse so please don't judge me."
"Never," he replied
"Earlier I fell asleep and had a dream I really was Lucy. I was grabbed
and tied up" I said "And well when I woke up I was pretty turned on by
it."
"Huh," Davis said, just sitting there for a moment and to his credit not
laughing "I wonder if it's a side effect to who I modelled the new you
on?"
"You made me look like Lucy, are you saying that could have given me some
of her kinks too?" I asked. I'd always written Lucy as enjoying being
tied up and helpless. She was a natural submissive. I'd done that because
that was the type of woman, I fantasised about but also because my books
weren't meant to be taken that seriously. It was meant to be light-
hearted and fun more than anything else.
"Maybe. I've never heard of it before but it's possible I suppose. I was
thinking about her when I crafted the spell. You know we are dealing with
magic here so there could be unforeseen stuff happening."
"Davis you really should have mentioned that before now!"
"Sorry. I've never done such a big change before so there could be a few
things that I miss," he said. "I say we just reverse it and then we don't
have to worry anymore."
"And what will you Bloom?"
"I can just tell him you didn't enjoy the spotlight and we won't see you
again," Davis said.
"There could be a problem with that. He knows who I really am and that I
used magic."
Davis just looked at me. He expression was flat but I could see the
concern in his eyes.
"I kept your name out of it but I had to say something. Honestly, I
didn't think he would believe me."
I watched Davis stand and pace around. "Ok so Lacey can't just vanish. I
tell you what I'll do. I can go speak to my family and tell them what's
going on. They might be able to help me do something about the mental
changes. That's probably going to take me a few days though."
"Ok well I'm sure I can entertain myself until you get back" I said
thinking about the kidnappers coming tomorrow. I still didn't know what I
was going to do but I knew I was starting to feel excited again. I could
experience as near to a real kidnapping as possible without being in any
real danger.
Even the short time taped up in Blooms closet had given me a little
insight. Imagine what 48 hours could do. I'd probably get enough for two
books and I could finish the Lucy Chambers stories and go back to my old
life!
That night I laid in bed looking up into the darkness. I felt a strange
mixture of excitement and nerves. Like going on a blind date but
amplified to an incredible degree. The logical part of my mind knew that
Bloom wouldn't risk losing me and my next book and that meant it was
perfectly safe. That fear of the unknown was still with me though and the
main reason I got little sleep that night.
The next morning I got up and had a quick breakfast. I wasn't hungry
thanks to the spell so it was more just going through the motions. I
checked my magically styled hair still looked good. It did.
I dressed in a black top that left my stomach and arms on show and
another black skirt I found. This one was like the one I'd left at the
studio but a little tighter around my thighs. Beneath them I wore no bra
but I did put on another thong.
Now it was just a question of passing the time until the fake workmen
arrived, and I had to make my decision.
I started at my laptop. The machine I'd spent so long just looking at,
unable to fill the blank page of my word processor. I had no idea what
time they would arrive, so I started to type. Before I knew it I had my
first chapter. I smiled. It really did seem like a good one too.
Lucy in her role as a reporter had heard about a missing woman. She'd
found that the woman had hired a company to kidnap her but never
returned. After doing a little more digging she found a string of women
who had vanished too, all of them having made a payment to the same
company. Lucy being who she was hired the same company to take her! I
wrote about how she felt as she made the booking. Her nerves as she
waited the few days before she could be taken. It was so much more
detailed now I knew what I did. I drew on even the limited experiences
I'd already had.
But then I stopped. I'd gotten to the point she needed to be picked up by
the hired kidnappers and I thought about what I should write. She would
know they were here to take her. She would willingly let them in and
anticipate being tied up. I could find out what that was really like. The
book could become something really special. "Damn it," I whispered as I
closed my laptop. I'd have to go through with it.
It was at that moment there was a knock on the door.
All I had to do was say it was the wrong address. Then they would leave
me alone. The walk to the door felt so much longer. I could see dark
shapes through the frosted glass. More than one person for sure.
I opened the door slowly and was greeted by three large white men. I
guessed all were just over or close to six feet tall and they wore power
company uniforms. The sight of them made me nervous. They blocked the
door so easily without even trying. Once I'd have looked them all in the
eye without having to tilt my head. Now I felt smaller and more feminine
than ever.
The one at the front spoke first. He was the oldest. Probably in his
forties and had greying hair at his temples. Although I could see the
fabric of his shirt stretching over a large stomach, he also had huge,
muscular arms. The type of arms that looked like they could snap me like
a twig!
"Ms Cooper?" he asked. The other two men looked younger and one looked
nervous. The first was tall and skinny, perhaps only nineteen or twenty
years old. His ginger hair was close cropped, and his face was covered in
stubble. He looked me up and down with an approving expression. The
nervous looking one was the shortest of all but still far taller than me.
He shifted between each foot like he didn't want to be here. His blonde
hair was long and scruffy, and I could see full sleeve tattoos on his
arms.
"Yes," I said simply. "Can I help you?"
"We are from the power company. A few residents have reported issues and
we just wanted to run some tests if that's ok? Just to make sure you
don't have any electrical problems in the house."
This was it. What I said now would change the direction of not only the
next 48 hours but also potentially cure my writers block and could well
change me forever. I wasn't sure how long the silence between us lasted
but finally I was the one who broke it.
"Ok come on in," I said.
I stepped to one side and let them into my house. "Thanks Miss, I'm Gavin
and this is Mike and Carl," the older man said. Carl nodded, still
looking nervous. I saw now that Mike had a black gym bag and Carl was
carrying a metal toolbox.
I stood by the door, my arms folded under my chest as I watched them. I
didn't know when they would make their move or what it would involve. I
glanced out the window and didn't see a vehicle.
"You didn't come in a van or something?" I asked.
"We parked round back Miss," Mike said leering at me and letting his eyes
linger over my boobs. Even if I didn't know these were hired kidnappers,
I think Mike would have made me nervous.
"We will just check a few circuits and we will be on our way," Gavin told
me as he nodded to Mike. I walked into the middle of my kitchen at this
point as that was where Gavin was stood.
"Thank you I...." I started but my words were cut short as I felt a hand
clamp over my mouth and an arm catch both mine as it wrapped around me
under my breasts! Whoever it was behind me then leant backwards and I was
lifted off the floor, resting on his chest. I kicked my feet and moaned
loudly into the hand.
"Good girl," Gavin said as he watched me. "You may have guessed we aren't
really from the power company. We've done a bit of research and it seems
you are the one and only Lacey Cooper. That means you love being tied up
and you are also filthy rich."
I was confused. Either Gavin was a great actor, or this was real! The
fear I felt certainly seemed real!
"Tie her up and we'll search the place," he said to whoever was holding
me. As I was dragged to the floor I saw Gavin taking Carl upstairs. Great
that left me with Mike!
I was forced to the ground on my front and felt my boobs painfully
squashed against the kitchen floor as he rested his knee on my back and
pulled my arms behind me. "Stop!" I said. "Is this real?"
He didn't stop but I heard him laugh. "It's as real as you paid for,"
Mike said before I felt a loop of rope around my wrists. Quickly he
flicked it around and around, wrapping my wrists tightly and I felt him
tie it off.
"Now be good and don't tell the boss I broke character," he told me. "I'm
meant to be the creepy one."
As he stood up I noticed the open bag he'd carried in. Inside I saw
various white ropes, some tape and even a ball gag! It was big, bright
red and had leather straps leading off it.
Mike grabbed another length of rope and started to repeat his work on my
ankles. As he did I tested my wrists. The rope was well tied. It wasn't
tight enough to pinch my skin but it held me in place very easily. I
tried to feel around with my fingers, but I couldn't find the knot. He
must have tied it where I'd be unable to reach. I could feel pressure in
my chest as I lay on my breasts but more than that I could feel myself
slowly getting warmer. A slow feeling of excitement creeping over me.
Mike stood up. "Good start," he said and knelt beside me, placing one
hand on my shoulder he rolled me onto my side and looked at my chest
again. My nipples were hard and poking against my top.
"Bad day not to wear a bra," he told me as he let me fall back onto my
front again. "Guess you really do love this shit. Saw you on TV last
night by the way. Wish you were wearing that dress right now. You looked
incredible."
I could hear Gavin and Carl moving stuff around upstairs. "Don't worry
about them. Its all part of the show," he told me as he pulled out more
rope. He stood over me and I felt him loop the rope around my elbows.
Then he pulled and I moaned as I felt them drawn together! Once it was
tied I couldn't pull them apart and my body was arched painfully. "That
hurts!" I said, wincing as I moved.
"Really? Thought you'd be well into it," he said as I watched him lift
the ball gag up. He pulled me up onto my knees and stood behind me, one
of his hands under my chin. "Any last words? You won't be saying much for
the next few days."
"I....."
Barely a sound left my lips when he jammed the ball into my mouth. I felt
it pop behind my teeth and he quickly pulled the straps tight. Once it
was buckled behind my head I had no hope of getting it out! The ball
tasted faintly of rubber and held my mouth open around it. It was a lot
more uncomfortable than I'd expected.
I moaned in frustration, but I knew it was impossible for me to
communicate now. Already I could feel drool escape the corner of my mouth
and drip down onto my top!
"You boys done up there?" Mike called as he went to the bottom of the
stairs "I've got our prize secured."
Soon Gavin and Carl appeared. Carl could barely keep his eyes off me.
"Not often we get one who looks like this," Gavin said. "She will fetch a
good price once we sell her on."
I shook my head and made some muffled protests. I thought it was
important I tried to believe what they said. I really needed to get into
that head space and that was the only way to do it.
Gavin took out his phone and snapped a photo of me still on my knees,
bound and gagged. He pressed a few more buttons and then his phone rang.
"Yes Mr Bloom that was just a few seconds ago" he said into the phone
"Don't worry Sir we will take good care of your girl."
A few more seconds went by.
"By the time you see her again she will be a different woman," Gavin said
"Thank you Sir."
He put the phone away. "Ok boys, get her in the van."
To be continued.....
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