INNOCENT GIRL KEPT AGAINST HER WILL:

OR THE BIRTHDAY PRESENT

A Work of Fiction by THE Traveller

It rained like it was going to turn into a storm any moment.

Rita Page sits on her comfy couch, lost in thought. She's neither reading the Cosmopolitan in her hand, nor is she watching The Collector, which happens to be on tv.

It happens to be that today is her husband's birthday. And Rita is cursing herself for not going shopping for a birhday present earlier this week.  

Now in this weather, it was out of the question to go out shopping.  

Rita is a housewife in her forties. Her red hair adds a certain charm to her, but being a lazy housewife, it's safe to say that she has become a chubby piglit. She's wearing her nightgown, barefoot, pieces of cotton between her toes, waiting for the black nail polish to dry off.

She's married to Mr. Lew Page a well respected surgeon.  

Both Howard and Rita are into bondage, they have turned their basement into a soundproof dungeon long ago.  

Rita knew that Lew would love something bondage related for his birthday.

On his last birthday she tied herself in selfbondage and presented herself to him. And they had a memorable allday long bondage session.

So this time she had to top that. She thought of placing an add on the personals of a bondage website, looking for a female, to be a live- in slave, for a day. But at the last minute it would do no good.

Actually they wanted to have a slave of their own for a long time. They had met two women from a bondage website's personals board. One of the women turned out to be a hooker. The other one thought that the things Rita and Lew wanted to do to their slave were sick and she wasn't up for it.

Rita was hopeless. Howard always turned her birhtdays into memorable treasures. She wanted to do the same.

"Wish the second one accepted to be our slave" she thought.

"I would've tied her into a nice gift for Lew right now"  

Her train of thought was lost. She sat on the couch trying to think of something for a long time but was interrupted when the doorbell rang.  

It took Rita another ring on the door to come out of her thoughts. She slipped her feet into her 6'' furry slippers.

"Who can it be? Lew won't come back before nine?"

She opened the door to find nineteen year old Betty Monet, standing in the doorway.  

Bettie was soaked from the rain, her stockings smeared with dirt. In her hand she held a bag with the name of a semi- known perfume brand.

Bettie, a pretty blone with big blue eyes who had an innocent face.

She was wearing a navy blue skirt, with matching jacket, white shirt, tan colored pantyhose and shiny black high heels. As her clothing oozed with sex, she still managed to look cute.

Bettie was working as a door to door salesperson to earn extra pocket money.

"Hello would you like to try a free sample" she asked with her big blue eyes.

"Why, yes" Rita told Bettie as she let her in. She felt pity for the her having to work in a weather like this.

"Have a seat"

Bettie sat on the couch, Rita sat next to her.

"Awful weather, huh?"

"Yeah"

Rita and Bettie went through the samples for half and hour. Rita bought one that smelled of vanilla.

"Why don't you wait until it stops raining"

Bettie's face lightened up.

"You sure it won't be a problem?"

"Not at all. My husband won't be home for the next couple of hours and I have nothing to do so..."

"Gee...Thanks"

"Excuse me, what did you say your name was?"

"Bettie"

"Would you like a cup of coffee Bettie"

"Would love to... if it's not any trouble"

"Not at all"

After a couple of minutes Rita came back with two mugs of coffee in hand.

Bettie had taken off her high heels and was rubbing her pantyhosed feet. Her red painted toe nails were visible under the shiny pantyhose.

She looked so beautiful as she watched The Collector.

"What a beauty" Rita thought as she handed her coffee.

"Thanks. What a scary film"

"Huh?"

"A guy kidnaps a woman. In random... and keeps her in his basement"

Rita looks at Bettie, lost in thought.

"Don't you think it's scary, just the thought of it"

"Huh?"

"Being held against your will by some perv"

"Yes"

Rita's train of thought was working.

"So, Bettie tell me about yourself" Rita asked with an evil grin now formed on her face.

"Well, I'm going to college this year, so I'm trying to save some money"

"You live alone?"...

They kept talking for quite some time.

But Rita kept looking at Bettie head to toe, thinking how prettyl she was.

The weather was better.

But weird enough, everytime Bettie wanted to leave, Mrs. Page acted like as if she didn't want her to leave saying things like "my husband will drive you home when he comes", "where do you live". "tell me more about yourself".  

"Must be a lonely woman" Bettie thought, being a gullible young girl.

She put her high heels on. Then she got up the couch, Rita got up to her feet as well.  

"I must go now, Mrs. Page. My boyfriend will be worried if I'm late"

Rita held her by the arm.

"No.. I mean let me drive you"

"I thought you said your husband had the car"

"Well he'll be here any second"  

"I thought he was going to be late"

"Well... maybe..."

"May I use the bathroom first. Then I have to go"

she said innocently.

"Sure it's at the end of the corridor to your left"

As Bettie went to the bathroom. Rita was thinking of ways to keep Betty here. Then eureka!

Lew always had medical things around as he had to do house calls sometimes.

Rita went to Lew's study and from the closet found the bottle of chloroform he kept there. Then she grabbed a piece of cloth.

Rita closed the curtains. Then she poured chloroform on the piece of cloth.

The flushing sound from the bathroom alarmed Rita.

As Betty came out of the bathroom, Rita's hearted pounded.

"Have to go now. Why did you have the curtains pulled?"

"It's getting dark anyway" she said her voice trembling.

"Well, thanks Mrs. Page. Goodbye"

Bettie grabbed her bag and went for the door.  

"Wait" Rita said as she held Betty's arm.

Bettie was scared.

"I have to go" she said.  

Then she turned her back to Rita and went for the door.

Then without a warning Rita clamped the chloroformed cloth over Bettie's nose and mouth tightly.

"MMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRRR??!"

"Shhh.... Be nice and go to sleep"

"MMMMMMmmM!!!!!MMMMMMMM!!!!" Bettie began thrashing wildly and screaming.  

"NUUUUHHMMM!!!!NMmmmMMM!!!!" but only muffled noises escaped her.

"It's past your bedtime" Rita hissed in her ear.

Rita pulled Bettie close to herself and held her tightly.  

Bettie tried to remove Rita's hand from her face.

"NNNNNUUUM!!!!MMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!"

One of Bettie's high heels came off, flying across the room as she kicked and screamed.

Rita pinched Bettie's nipple and kept twisting it.

"MMM!!!!!MmmMmm....MMmmmmm.MM!!!!

She breathed in pain, sucking in the chloroform.

"mmmm....nnn....mmmmmmm....." a few seconds later she was knocked out.

"Sweet dreams" Rita hissed.

Rita took off Bettie's shoes, then her skirt.

Rita undressed her captive. Soon the poor young girl was naked except for her patyhose,  

Then she tied the blonde's hands behind her back with nylon cord. After that she tied her sexy feet. More nylon cords were added around her legs and over and under her breasts. Then she tied another cord around her throat and tied the other end to her ankles.  

Then Rita gagged her with some of her own panties. Then she flattened a piece of electrican tape over her delicious lips. Then she wound black electrician tape tightly around Bettie's head several times.  

She looked at her handiwork.

"Gorgeous" she smiled.

When Bettie woke up, she found herself being used as a footstool.  

Rita was watching tv and her feet were resting on Bettie's back.

"MmmMMM!!!" she moaned and tried to pull at her bonds.

"Glad you're awake"

"MMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!" she screamed helplessly.

"Listen, Bettie. You're going to be my husband's birthday gift. I told you it was his birthday, right?"

"NUUUUUUU!!!!!!NUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!" she yelled under the black tape.

"This is your new home. You're going to stay in our basement from now own"

"IHHHMMMM!!!!MN!MMMMM!!" she began sobbing.

"Now that you're awake let's get you ready. You slept too much. Well you'll be full of energy for the night"

"MMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!" she cursed

"And let me tell you, its' going to be a long one"

Then Rita held Bettie in her arms and carried her to a large box and placed her inside it. Bettie struggled and twisted her torso, trying to get out of the box.

Rita slapped her on the cheek a couple of times.

"OWWWWNMMMM!!MMmmMMM!!"she cried helplessly, tears running down her pink cheeks.

Rita closed the box and wrapped it with colorful parcel and added ribbons.

"mnnnuuummmm....mmmmffffffmmmm...mmmmmhmhmhm....." Bettie moaned inside the box.

Inside the box she was really uncomfortable. It was small and air tight and it was getting hot every second.

Then she heard the doorbell ring.

With hopes of crying for help, Bettie kept screaming into her gag, producing muffled noises.

"mmmmm.....mmmmmmm...mfmffrrrrrrrrrrrr......"she sobbed inside the box.

"Hello, dear" Rita told her husband as she hugged him.

"Missed you, honeybun"

Rita gave his husband a passionate kiss.

Lew looked at the box wrapped in parcel and ribbons.

"Wow, a box that big... Can't guess what you got me this year, love"

"You'll see. Happy birthday, Lew"  

"You went out to get me a present in this weather?" he asked.

"Not quite, the present came to me" she grinned and kissed him again.

"I love you"

"I heart you, baby"

"mmmm.....ihmmmm..... mmmmm..." Betty kept moaning inside the box.  

"What's that noise... is it coming from that box?"

"Your present, dear. Why don't you open it" she smiled.

Lew's attention was immideately grabbed by the box wrapped in colorful ribbons.

He came closer and heard that the noise was coming from inside the box.

Bettie sobbed inside the box, not being able to move inside the box freely, she had a cramp in her leg.

As she moaned under the tight gag she wondered if they would ever let her go?  

The last thing Bettie heard before she was taken out of the box, only to be taken to the basement was:

"Oh honey, you shouldn't have gone to all the trouble"

"She was so easy. Happy birthday"

"Hey bring the whip cream. She'll be my birthday cake"

With that last comment she knew that she'd never be able to go home again.

THE END