"Don't even think about screaming or running", a voice whispered in her ear."Don't even think about screaming or running", a voice whispered in her ear. "I want you to do exactly as I say. Now keep digging for your keys and open the door." Jen shakily dug around in her purse finally coming up with the keys and unlocked the door. "Unlock the back door, too." Jen obeyed. "Very good. Now give me the keys and get in the back and lay down." Jen handed the man her keys and climbed in. He got in the front and started her car while another man climbed in the back with her. Jen caught a wiff of Drakkar on his clothes and his voice was deep with an edge of excitement or anticipation. He lifted her head and tied a dark, black blindfold around her eyes. The material was soft and covered them completely cutting off her vision. "Give me your hands." Jen slowly held out her hands in front of her and the man begin to wrap a thin cord around her wrists. "Oh, God, no, not this. Please, don't..." "Shut up and don't say another word", the man commanded. He finished tying her wrists together. Jen tried to pull them apart but he had done a professional job. The man laughed at her. "Now, lie down accross my lap." Jen slowly streched out face down across the back seat with her feet at one end and her ample chest pressing against the man's legs. She shifted uncomfortably trying to keep her breasts from touching him. He laughed and pushed her down hard crushing her large breasts against his thighs. "You're very...soft", he said in an admiring tone. Jen blushed, embarassed, and tried to wiggle loose but he held her firmly. "Bend your knees so I can reach your ankles." She bent her knees and felt another cord tying her ankles together. She pulled experimentally on them but they were tied as tightly as her wrists. |