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I Want You to Kidnap Me

Chapter 2

Liam idled in the van, parked with his hazards on a block down from the 63rd street subway station. It was to be a delicate balancing act, as if he got too close before it was time, Ms. Briar would spot him. If he got too far away, he wasn't confident enough in his knowledge of the city to track her down.

His bag of tricks was sitting in the back of the van, along with a special piece of equipment. He'd bought a giant bluetooth speaker years ago, and had only ended up using it once or twice. It put out some serious bass, and his neighbors had complained almost instantly. Liam's idea was to use this to drown out any noise his target might make in the process of being wrestled into his van.

His plan wasn't exactly foolproof, since he hadn't exactly done this before. Worse yet, it would be easy enough for her to spot his giant U-Haul van if he rolled up too close, so he'd have to commit to it once he picked his time to strike. He felt an undeniable thrill, his palms feeling sweaty in the buildup to his 'attack.'

The spotted hyena was browsing his phone to kill time, having already turned on the speaker and set it up to some extremely obnoxious electronic music. When he hit play, the sound would be deafening. Peeking out from behind the windshield, he finally spotted her.

Ms. Briar was wearing her usual office getup, confidently striding down the sidewalk. Her large, bushy tail swished behind her as she walked, and Liam felt himself gripping the steering wheel tighter in anticipation. He watched as the fox walked toward him, his eyes widening as he realized he may have parked too close. If he blew this now, he'd be completely gutted.

As conspicuous as he felt, he must not have looked too out of place, for the petite fox walked right past his idling van, the hyena shrinking down in his seat in a desperate attempt not to be seen. He watched her in the rear view mirror crossing the street, then breathed out a sigh of relief. The game was still on!

Steeling himself, and donning his scary-looking balaclava, the hyena shifted into drive, making an illegal U-turn. He cruised slowly toward the intersection, peering as best he could around the corner as he waited for traffic to allow a left turn. He watched his lovely prey from behind as she headed down the sidewalk, completely oblivious to his intentions.

Finally able to turn, the hyena pulled the large van onto the street, realizing she'd gained quite a bit of distance on him. How fast did this lady walk? Liam cursed under his breath, realizing if she kept going at that pace, his window for nabbing her was going to narrow considerably--especially since this street seemed like a perfect stage for his attack. He didn't see a single pedestrian other than her, and he didn't expect that to last.

Racking his brain for an idea as he slowly drove at a safe distance behind her, he hatched a plan. Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he took out his phone with the other, opening Cryptr and navigating to their empty chat window.

"I think I'm calling it off. I appreciate the offer, but this is just way too much for me, man. I can return the money if you want me to." He typed, quickly, then watched through the windshield. Ms. Briar noticed her phone buzzing, taking it out of her handbag and stopping in her tracks. The hyena watched her stomp her foot, clearly irritated he wasn't going along with her plan. She was that serious about this, huh?

"Fine. Go back to being fucking irrelevant. You should be grateful I extended this opportunity to you, but you spit in my face." She texted, and apparently continued, because he watched her typing away on her phone as he slowly crept toward her in his moving van. He closed the app, instead switching over to Spotify. It was time to rock and roll.

There was no room to hesitate. If he wanted to do this, this might be the only chance he got. His heart pounded in his chest as Liam made three smooth motions in rapid succession. He slammed the van into park, hit the play button on his music app, and jumped up, running toward the sliding door. As he slid it open, Ms. Briar's surprised expression was the first thing he noticed.

And then she turned and ran.

Liam gasped, leaping out of the van. He yanked the folded-up burlap sack out of his jeans pocket, whipping it to his side in an attempt to unravel it. He was upon her in a moment, wrapping his arm around her neck, while the other grasped roughly at her shirt. The music blared loudly from the van as he dragged her toward it.

She kicked and screamed, much as he'd expected her to, even losing one of her black high heels in the process. What he wasn't expecting, however, was what followed.

Her maw opened wide, and then closed roughly on his arm. Her teeth sunk in deep enough to immediately draw blood, and the hyena cried out in pain and surprise.

Almost instinctively, he pushed her away. She fell onto the concrete, attempting to scramble back to her feet, but Liam was too fast. He opened the burlap sack, throwing it over her head before cinching the pull cord tight around her neck. The hyena then grabbed his extremely uncooperative captive by the back of her shirt, yanking her roughly back toward the van.

Her shirt ripped from the force of his clawed fingers yanking so roughly on it, but maintained its integrity enough for him to use it as a handle. Buttons popped, fabric tore, and she put up a hell of a fight for a woman her size, but he was eventually able to wrangle her toward the open door.

With her temporarily blinded by the sack over her head, he was able to dodge her clumsy flurry of swipes and kicks, grabbing her by the ankle and dumping her onto her back on the dirty floor of his moving truck. Making sure not to slam her legs in the door, he closed it tight, before pouncing on his prey.

Liam groaned as she elbowed him in the face. God, she really wasn't pulling her punches, was she? His ears rung as he shook his head, getting the cobwebs out, before he grabbed both of the much smaller woman's wrists, pinning them to the floor. Leaning his knee on one of her arms, dodging kicks all the while, he reached for his bag of tricks.

In his fantasies, this had always been way easier to do. As it turned out, in real life, people are a lot harder to tie up. Just rolling her onto her stomach was a tall order, as she thrashed like a fish out of water the entire time. By the time Liam wrestled her arms behind her, cinching those metal cuffs around her wrists, he felt like he'd just gone five rounds in the octagon.

Once her arms were out of the equation, though, things got a lot easier. He groaned in a mixture of exertion and irritation at the loud, obnoxious music blasting away at his ear drums, laying his body weight onto her knees as he wrapped that sturdy rope around Ms. Briar's ankles. Liam had plenty of experience tying knots, despite never being able to use those skills before now. He deftly looped the rope together, before tightening it down on her slender legs.

The hyena stood up with a weary sigh, watching the blinded fox struggle and squirm on the floor. The hard part was over, but now he had some setup to do. Pulling on the twine that kept the sack on her head, he ripped it off, revealing his former boss' face. She snarled at him, shouting something he couldn't quite hear over the thumping bass from his speakers. It was probably an insult, knowing her.

Stooping down, he took one of the rags he'd bought from the hardware store, before pinching his broad fingers around her nose. She tried to hold her breath, but she needed oxygen after their little scuffle. As soon as her mouth opened again, he stuffed the cloth inside, packing her maw full of fabric. Ripping a piece of duct tape free from the roll, he wrapped it around her muzzle, her eyes staring daggers at him all the while.

Finally, the music could stop. He flicked the power button into the OFF position, and that's when he heard the chorus of beeps behind him. Liam realized he'd been blocking traffic this whole time! Bounding toward the driver's seat, he threw himself behind the wheel, his tires squealing on the asphalt beneath as he zoomed down the small side street.

The hyena knew there wouldn't be a great spot to take her in the city. That's why he chose not to remain, instead heading across the bridge to the neighboring state. Apart from the occasional muffled screams and thumping sounds of Ms. Briar struggling in the back, it was a fairly uneventful drive. The lack of windows in the back also meant that the toll man was blissfully unaware of his passenger.

Once they were past the bridge, Liam pulled off the highway, driving the pair of them to his old hometown. Unlike the city, he knew this area like the back of his hand, and had a destination in mind. There was an old strip mall only a short drive from their current position, each business having long since cleared out. He and his buddies would hang out behind the buildings, goofing off without the watchful eye of local law enforcement to stop them.

As he pulled into the back of the parking lot, the old, rusted loading bays of the derelict buildings coming into view, he stopped the van. Without the headlights or the low hum of the engine, he doubted anyone would find them here, even if he stayed for days. Unbuckling his seatbelt, the hyena climbed out of the driver's seat, flicking on the overhead light.

The sight before him was a thing of beauty. His cruel, vicious former boss lay on her side, one shiny high-heeled shoe missing entirely. The tape had held, only allowing the faintest of sounds to escape her stuffed muzzle, and Liam had to admit that a gag looked good on her. She crawled away from him as he approached, her tail thumping with irritation against the dusty floor of the van.

He passed her by, bending down and retrieving his knife from the shopping bag. Pulling it out of its cheap nylon sheath, he crouched beside Ms. Briar, brandishing it in her face. Liam almost expected her to continue staring him down, unfazed by the intimidating-looking weapon, but she froze immediately upon its introduction. Her eyes widened, her brows arching upward. A faint whimper escaped her gagged maw. She actually looked scared!

"You try to kick me again, or do anything that pisses me off, and I'll make you regret it." He warned, placing the blade of the knife against her cheek. In reality, the factory edge on that cheap hunk of stainless steel wasn't exactly sharp, but she didn't know that. She let out a gagged whine and nodded her head carefully.

Bringing the blade downward, he grinned, watching her eyes follow it all the way to the front of her torn shirt. He popped the first button with ease, getting his first peek at her lacy white bra. The others followed soon after, and while she whimpered and squirmed, there wasn't much else she could do.

"How does it feel?" He began, feeling a distinct stirring in his loins. This was gratifying on a scale he couldn't quite explain. Not only was this his fantasy down to a T, but there was also a certain satisfaction in giving his evil boss her much-deserved comeuppance. "Knowing that you're not in control for once. Does it sting?"

Her eyes narrowed, and he reckoned she'd be cursing him if she was able to speak. He'd allow her to when he was good and ready. For now, he enjoyed the one-sided conversation. "I hope it does. Nobody's coming for you--and I'm going to take my sweet time showing you your place."

He took off another button, and then a third. Before long, the entire front of her shirt hung open, revealing her breasts, as well as that adorable, flat tummy of hers. He ran the point of the knife from her navel up to her ribcage, which elicited a series of muffled cries and whimpers from the captive fox. Reaching down to pull at the waistband of her tight pencil skirt, he used the barely-sharp knife to saw through the entire garment.

She wore a pair of simple black panties, her legs and hips wrapped tightly in dark, sheer pantyhose. There were a few tears in the nylon by now, no doubt from their little fight, but that only made her look more alluring to Liam. His fingers went for the waistband of her tights, and that's when she swung her legs at him.

If he hadn't moved to the side, it would have been a critical hit--a well-placed kick directly aimed at his groin. Growling in irritation, the much larger hyena grabbed her by the throat, pinning her to the floor of the van. Her eyes went wide as he swished around a wad of saliva in his mouth, before ejecting it right onto the bound fox's cheek. The stunned look on her face was priceless.

"I'm sorry, I think we've had some sort of misunderstanding." He snarled, baring his fangs. "You are going to cooperate, right? Because if you aren't, this could go a lot worse for you."

Ms. Briar nodded quickly, her cheeks quickly turning red beneath her tan-colored fur.

"Good." He released her throat, before reaching into his bag of tricks one more time. He pulled out the vibrating wand, delighting in her reaction upon seeing it. She struggled, her toes curling as she attempted to wrestle her legs free from the tight rope around them. Liam just watched for a moment, a smug grin never leaving his face. This was too good!

She squeaked out in surprise as he flipped the switch, the adult toy buzzing to life. In the quiet of their secluded location, it was surprisingly loud. That wasn't the only trick up his sleeve, though. From his pocket, the victorious hyena retrieved his phone, opening the camera app and starting a recording.

"Victoria Briar, CEO of Capital Systems, asked me to do this to her." He spoke to his nonexistent audience, before sliding the vibrator between her legs. He pressed it right between her thighs, the broad tip of the toy prodding right against her still-clothed mound.

Ms. Briar's body tensed up immediately, her neck craning to observe what was happening down below. Her tail went stiff, high-pitched whimpers and mewls leaving her thoroughly gagged mouth. He rolled the massager up and down, despite her attempts to wriggle away from him, caressing her most precious place as the camera rolled.

"This video is something of an insurance policy, in case she decides to change her mind about our little arrangement and report me to the police." He continued, grinding the tip of the magic wand into her crotch. She writhed, eyes rolling back in their sockets. Man, she was seriously getting off to this! "If she does, I'm posting this online. She may be leaving competing businesses in the dust, but they'll have the satisfaction of knowing what this sweet little vixen looks like when she cums."

His hunch wasn't far off. Despite his attempts to humiliate her, he could tell the bound fox was already toeing the line of an orgasm. Her hips betrayed her, rolling in a steady pattern against the strong, vibrating tip of the wand. He kept talking. "Of course, I'll be willing to keep this all as our little secret, provided this dumb bitch keeps funneling money towards me. What do you think about that, huh?" He sneered, letting her do most of the work in grinding against his toy.

"Mmhh! Mnnhh..." Ms. Briar whimpered, her toes flexing, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she sucked in lungfuls of air through her nose. Suddenly, her legs shot out straight, her back arching as she cried out in pleasure and humiliation. Liam and his camera watched with delight as that cold, calculating CEO succumbed to a shameful orgasm, her underwear and nylons becoming a soaked, slimy mess.

He ended the video there, satisfied with the content. Having this degree of leverage over his former boss was intoxicating, and he realized in that moment how hard he'd gotten. Groaning as he massaged his dick through his slacks, he was surprised when he heard a soft, pitiful noise coming from his captive. Tears ran down from her bright, blue eyes, and she sniffled through her nose. Was Ms. Briar...crying?

He suddenly felt terrible. Had he gone too far? Surely everyone had limits, and the humiliation he'd just inflicted must've been debilitating for such a strong, independent boss like her. "Oh, hey...shit, I'm sorry." Liam grunted, his brows arching in a sympathetic expression. Reaching down, he peeled the tape away from the fox's muzzle, tugging the now saliva-drenched cloth free from her mouth.

"What the fuck are you doing?" She snapped, her teeth bared in a frightening snarl. The hyena was taken aback.

"Wh-what? You were crying, so I--"

"I specifically told you not to hold back." She hissed back, her tail twitching with irritation. "Grow a spine and treat me like one of those women in the videos you jerk off to."

Liam was flabbergasted. Sure, he'd understood what she meant, but this was their first time doing this. He thought maybe she'd want to be eased into things, but apparently she was freakier than he thought.

"Fine." He huffed, before reaching down, his hand wrapping tightly around the young woman's jaw. He wrenched her head to the side, roughly, before leaning down and grabbing onto the bridge of her bra with his teeth. With a yank, he ripped through the fabric, tearing the wire free as well. The vixen, now gagless, let out a squeak of surprise and fright.

"This penniless piece of trash is about to help himself to your body." The hyena laughed, lifting his head until their faces were inches apart. "And there ain't a fucking thing you can do about it."

"Go fuck yourself." She replied, before spitting in his face. Liam recoiled, wiping at his cheek, before glaring down at his prey.

"So that's how it's gonna be, huh?" The larger male grinned, before standing up, grabbing the rope. He grabbed her by the neck, lifting her into a seated position, before circling around behind her.

"What are you doing?" She asked, clearly uncomfortable with the hyena being out of sight. Her question was answered soon enough, however, as he began winding the rope around her chest, lifting those small but perky tits up high. His next tie went over them, squishing them together. As he pulled the knots tight, the captive fox groaned in discomfort.

Connecting to the twine around her chest, he ran a length of it between her legs, connecting it with a knot behind her back. "Ahh..." Ms. Briar whimpered, rubbing her thighs together and feeling the rough, yet firm caress of rope along her crotch.

"You enjoy that for a moment." He teased, reaching down and grabbing her handbag. He leafed through her belongings, ignored for the moment by his prey, who was too occupied with the strange, erotic sensation between her legs. Liam pulled out her wallet, delighted to find it full of cash. "I'll be taking this." He snickered, pocketing her money, before moving onto her key ring.

"Which one of these goes to your house?" He asked, stooping down beside her. There were three keys that looked like they'd fit the bill.

"Like I'd tell you, you piece of tra--" She was cut off by a hard, firm slap across her cheek that rung her bell. The fox tasted copper in her mouth, feeling woozy for a moment.

"I'll ask again. Which key goes to your house?" The hyena growled, shaking the keyring in her face.

"Th-that one. The one with the D on it." Ms. Briar moaned, her lips parting as she began to pant. He could tell this was more the type of treatment she was looking for.

"Good girl." He offered, patting her on the head. He'd have to pocket that key before the night was through. "I think that calls for a reward." He stood up, hands going for his belt, which he unclasped deftly, before letting his slacks fall down to his ankles. The vixen looked at at him in surprise, stammering for a moment, before protesting.

"W-wait, stop." She urged, rolling onto her back and attempting in vain to wriggle herself away from him. "Don't you dare..."

"Hey, you had your needs met. What about mine?" He inquired, walking toward her retreating form. He yanked her back up by the rope around her chest, before reaching down between his legs with his spare hand. Liam's dick poked through the flap in his boxers, a heavy, veiny thing, pitch-black in color and covered in a thin sheen of sweat.

"I won't." She growled, realizing how much of a paper tiger she was in this situation. "If you put that thing near me, I'll--I'll bite it off!"

"Well, I considered that. In fact, there's a set of pliers in my bag of goodies. If you aren't going to play ball, I could go in there and..." He began, reaching down and forcing his fingers past her lips. He grabbed onto one of her canine teeth with his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it. "...Take each and every one of these pesky chompers out of the way."

He was bluffing, of course. He didn't even have a pair of pliers. Still, his willing captive trembled in response to his words, fat tears welling in the corners of her eyes. "O-okay, I'll..."

"You'll what?" He asked, dropping his hips until that fat slab of hyena meat slapped lightly across the bridge of her snout. Ms. Briar shivered.

"I'll do it. I'll suck your stupid, disgusting-" He didn't let her finish. Her eyes went wide as he leaned away, pressing the very tip of his dick against her muzzle, before pushing his hips forward. Her maw closed around his broad shaft, the vixen's eyes screwing shut as she made a soft, wet gagging sound. Liam moaned, his tail swishing behind him as he rolled his hips without regard for Ms. Briar's comfort, pushing his cock past her teeth and delighting in the mess of saliva that dripped from her chin.

It had been ages since he'd gotten his dick sucked. Too long, in fact. So long that he'd forgotten how amazing it felt. Liam's toes curled, his eyes rolling back in their sockets as he enjoyed his former boss' mouth, her tongue twitching against the underside of his ebony length as he fed it to her over and over again. She coughed wetly around his dick, her eyes shutting tightly as she tried to acclimate herself to such a task.

"Ah-ah, don't pull away now..." The hyena groaned, grabbing her by the ear and yanking sharply. Ms. Briar mewled out in discomfort, tears staining her cheeks as she dutifully sucked him off. The sound and sensation of her gagging on his lowborn cock only served to excite him further. "I'm getting...fuck, I'm getting close..."

The fox tried to shake her head, as if to beg him not to. He just laughed, twisting her ear until she moaned out in pain, muffled by his cock. "Here it comes, princess." Liam taunted, before giving her one more rough buck of his hips, his bulbous, twitching tip prodding past the cusp of her throat.

Roaring out in ecstasy, his heavy, fuzzy nuts churning away, the unemployable pervert ejaculated into his former boss' mouth. The hyena nutted so hard that he saw stars, rope after gooey rope of his thick, white spunk firing off into Ms. Briar's throat. He saw the hesitation and panic in her eyes, realizing there was nothing to do but swallow, and swallow she did. Liam shuddered from the feeling of her throat undulating, the fox gulping down every last messy drop of his semen while he held her against him.

Satisfied, spent, and plain exhausted, Liam pulled free from his victim's mouth, his cock leaving the tight, wet suction of her muzzle with a satisfyingly wet sound. Ms. Briar panted, clearly collecting herself as the hyena retrieved the rope once more, stooping down beside her.

"Wh-what are you going to do with me now?" She asked, those big blue eyes lacking the icy edge they'd contained only two days prior.

"That's for me to know." He huffed, wiping sweat from his brow. "And you to find out, Victoria." With that, he wound the rope around her legs, getting to work binding her up proper.

The CEO was almost completely immobilized when he was done with her, gagged up again, with rope wound around her entire body. He'd even ripped her pantyhose so he could tie her big toes together, which he particularly enjoyed. "Don't be concerned. I'm taking you where you belong." Liam explained, climbing back into the driver's seat and starting the engine. "Oh, I forgot one thing."

Returning to the prone vixen, he reached down between her legs, flicking a switch. She moaned around her gag immediately, writhing uselessly as the vibrator he'd taped between her thighs whirred to life.

It was late now, and the traffic leading back into the city was mercifully nonexistent. He paid the toll with money he'd nicked from the fox's wallet, before driving back to the center of town. Climbing out of the vehicle after coming to a stop, the hyena slid open the side door, pulling his whimpering former boss out of the van. Carrying her in his arms, he brought her into an alleyway.

"Mmphh! Mhnnhh!" His captive protested, which only made Liam grin. Stooping down with a groan, he placed her on a filthy cardboard box, right next to a local business' dumpster.

"See? I told you. You look right at home with the trash." He cackled, before retrieving his phone from his pocket and snapping one last photo. "Have a nice night, Ms. Briar. I'm sure someone will find you in the morning." With that, Liam turned on his heel and made off for his van.

Exhausted by the events of the day, Liam crashed hard upon entering his shoebox apartment, out like a light only minutes after arriving. Who knew kidnapping someone would be such hard work. Clearly, he'd have to start working out more.

When he awoke, bleary-eyed and groggy, he reached for his phone. He blinked in surprise when he saw his notification bar. He had several unread messages in the Cryptr app.

Maybe he'd gotten a little bit too carried away with his old boss. Especially the last part--sure, she'd told him to go nuts on her, but leaving her by an old, crusty dumpster in an alleyway was probably taking things too far. Reluctantly, he opened the app, getting a look at Ms. Briar's messages.

"That was the most humiliating thing anyone has ever done to me." The first message read. He cringed. Yep, he had definitely gone too far.

"Your rope work needs improvement. I was able to get free." The next message stated, which surprised Liam. She continued. "I have never cum so hard in my entire life. And the video thing... You could ruin my career with that. I haven't been able to stop touching myself just thinking about it."

The hyena didn't expect that sort of response. Death threats, insults--those would have been more in line with his predictions. He felt his cock stiffening in his boxers. He scrolled down further.

It was a photo. His eyes went wide. Depicted on his phone's screen was an image of Ms. Briar, her panties pulled down, nylons torn. Stretching from her gorgeous pink folds to a set of dainty fingers was a strand of her own lustful secretions. Liam immediately screenshotted the picture, realizing too late that the app alerted her when he did so. Oops.

Her last message was the one that really got him riled, however. Just below that salacious image were eight tantalizing words. His mouth went dry, his half-hard shaft standing at attention just reading them.

"I want you to break into my house."

To be continued!