My Bondage Toy  - By Trouserpilot 

It was finally time. She jogged the same way every day at the same time.
Her route brought her between neighbourhoods on a road that had about 200 feet of woods along its side. I was 
about 100 feet in, waiting behind a fortunate blind spot.
I couldn't believe my luck. She was wearing an outfit I had seen on her last week. Tight and shiny black spandex 
tights and a shiny silver tank top. And she was in shape. A great body, nice ass. Nice breasts. She had curly blonde 
hair to her shoulders, that today were pulled back to accommodate her headphones. She won't be able to hear me. As 
she approaches me, I place the towel over the chloroform and douse it generously. Her footsteps grow louder and I 
can hear the music from her headphones as comes nearer to me. She passes by and I pounce. I wrap my right arm 
around her from behind pinning her right arm to her side and grab her left wrist firmly as I cover her face with the 
chloroformed towel. As I grab her, she starts to yell, but the towel is muffling her voice superbly, as I had planned. I 
force her onto her heels by leaning back and pulling her head towards me. I start to steal her away into the woods. 
She's fighting me and thrashing about, but not enough to break my firm grip on her body. I had hoped at this point in
her run she would be fatigued enough for me to handle her and I was right. Even as I dragged her further into the 
woods she was beginning to weaken noticeably. Her breathing, already heavy from her exertion, was taking in large 
breaths of chloroform. 
She was beginning to go limp in my arms and great excitement washed over me. She began to go the ground and I 
removed the towel from her face. I lay this girl down and looked at her, completely unconscious.
Her face was very cute, her lips were parted a little, and her eyes were shut tight. I placed my hand on her silver 
breast. I felt the smooth, cool material under my hand. I squeezed her breast, and it was firm. I caressed and fondled 
her tit through the slick silver tank top. There would be time for that later, though. I must quickly get her into my
straitjacket and gag her. I grabbed the canvas straitjacket from nearby, and readied it to confine my unwilling 
captive. I opened the straitjacket wide, and laid it across her flat stomach. I looked at her expressionless, sleeping 
face. For the rest of her life, she'll be nothing but my bondage toy, to tie her up whenever I please, however I
want to tie her up. 
I placed her left arm into the left sleeve of the straitjacket, and pulled it up to her left shoulder. I did the same thing 
with her right arm. I grabbed, stroked, felt her left ass cheek in shiny black spandex. with my other hand, I grabbed 
her left shoulder and rolled my bondage girl onto her stomach. Her ass was round and juicy, and her tights
revealed shapely thighs and thick round calves. The straitjacket lay open, ready for me to strap her into it tightly. I 
moved to her still head and let her hair down. Her wild, sweaty curls straggled down around her face. I brushed the 
hair on her neck aside and felt the warm, wet skin of her neck under my fingertips.
I took the strap and buckle for the top of the straitjacket and slid them through. I pulled the strap, cinching the 
straitjacket around her neck, and fastened on the tightest buckle. I did the same with the next two straps on the back 
of the straitjacket. Soon the girl will be inescapably bound. Already, most of her shapely torso was encased in
tight, rough canvas. I moved further down and positioned myself between the girl's legs. I was going to enjoy 
fastening the crotch strap on this nice ass. I put both hands on her smooth, firm legs and stroked the back of her 
thigh. It felt so good. She was helpless to stop me. I brought the crotch strap up between her spandex legs and 
threaded it through the roller buckle on the straitjacket. I tugged on the crotch strap hard, driving it up into her and 
spreading her ass cheeks apart, halving them into two round bulbs. I locked the strap in place and fastened the
bottom strap tightly around her waist. 
After I crossed her arms in front and placed the sleeves through the tight loops of canvas under each armpit, I placed 
the long strap from the left sleeve through the roller buckle on the right sleeve and tied her arms to her sides. 
Keeping tension in the arm strap, I moved to her side and hugged her body against mine with my free arm, while 
pulling the strap with my other, eliminating any possible slack. I made the strap fast. I couldn't believe it. I looked at 
this girl, whom I had tied up in my straitjacket and my erection nearly burst my pants. Her arms were drawn 
incredibly tightly across her chest, and I could see her hands outlined in canvas sleeves, well through the loops 
under each arm, hugging her torso painfully, her hands strapped just inches apart behind her. 
I grabbed the duct tape and started a generous length. I knelt over my straitjacketed toy's limp body and pressed my 
lips to hers. They were soft and wet. They tasted slightly of the chloroform that subdued her.
I glided my lips across hers, sucking and licking her rubbery soft mouth. I placed the end of the duct tape on her 
cheek and smoothed it to her face. I wrapped the duct tape over her mouth and around the back of her head many 
times, co-cooning the lower part of her face and all of her jaw in smooth grey tape. Her hair was cruelly taped to her 
head but it serves my purpose. My victim can try and scream all she wants in her straitjacket. No one will be able to 
hear her beg for release while she is so thoroughly tape gagged. She no longer has control or a choice about her 
situation. She will never escape her new straitjacket prison, no matter how hard she struggles, writhes or cries. She 
is from now on my bondage toy girl, all tied up for me in her tight straitjacket and spandex tights. I begin to jerk off 
over her straitjacketed body. Soon she will regain consciousness and realise she is tied up too tightly and has no 
hope of escaping the straitjacket that binds her so tightly and completely. I reach my climax and cum on my toy's 
face. It oozes down her cheek and collects around her eyes. 
As it starts to get dark, I prepare to carry her in her straitjacket over to the abandoned house further into the woods. 
My fantasy, and her nightmare, was about to begin.