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by SwitchMan (switchman2002@yahoo.com)

F/m, M/f, bdsm, bondage, machine, slave, toys, kidnapping, nc, torture, XX

Chapter 3 – The Trap

“It’s amazing how many boys get into this truck expecting to see me in those cuffs, only to end up wearing them themselves,” Jennie said smiling. “In fact, on a couple of occasions, I’ve had my dates in some very difficult predicaments.”

“It’s not really that amazing,” Ross responded. “It’s quite likely that it’s your eyes that draw them in more than the cuffs.”

Even though she had tricked him, he tried to shrug it off. They talked about his class schedule. They talked about her job as a legal assistant. He was certain that he’d seen her somewhere before, but she insisted that she didn’t attend State. They briefly compared their life histories when Ross decided that it was fruitless. It must have been déjà vu or something.

Looking at his watch dangling under her mirror, he reluctantly announced that he had to go study. He fleetingly thought of Susan, but still asked Jennie if she’d be interested in going out some time.

“That would be nice. I’d like to get to know you better,” she said. “How about tonight?”

“Tonight doesn’t work for me… studying and all… how about Saturday?” Ross offered.

“Saturday it is.”

After an awkward pause, Jennie apparently remembered that Ross couldn’t leave, and she laughed.

“Oh, I’m sorry. The key is hidden under the passenger seat,” she said apologetically.
Ross set his cappuccino bottle between his legs, and reached down with his free hand. After a few seconds of fumbling and looking, he said “Are you sure it’s down here? I can’t see it.”

“Of course I’m sure it’s down there,” she said as she slid over to help in the search. “Allow me,” she said, rubbing up next to him.

As he continued to look, Jennie offered that it had probably slid under the floor mat, and leaned over him bringing her left hand around to lift up the mat. He didn’t know whether he did it was because she smelled so nice, or whether it was his straining reach coupled with the pressure of Jennie’s body leaning on the bottle between his legs, but he decided to help her look for the key. As he glanced toward Jennie noticing her ample sweating cleavage, he found his previously free right wrist had been handcuffed to the lower frame of the truck’s passenger seat.

Jennie sat up and smiled a devilish smile. “Remember how I told you that I’ve had some of my dates in rather interesting predicaments…”

Ross feeling more than a bit foolish smiled nervously and said “You got me again, but this time it wasn’t your eyes.”

“My eyes only make the introduction. Other attributes close the deal,” Jennie said almost to suggest that Ross’ situation was a foregone conclusion.

“Other attributes, huh? Like your hands locking a hidden cuff around my only free wrist, maybe?”

Without responding, Jennie tapped her foot on the brake, held down the clutch and shifted into reverse.

“Wait a second, I’ve got to study! My final is on Monday!” Ross said with a touch of panic in his voice.

“You’ll have plenty of time to study this afternoon,” Jennie said reassuringly. “Would you like me to get your books?”

“No. I want you to let me go.”

“Oh, I’m going to let you go… in fact you’re going right now… back to my place.”

Ross didn’t know whether he was the luckiest guy he knew or whether he was in real trouble. He began to silently assess the situation, and he realized that if he was in trouble, he was in it deep.

Here he was in a truck with heavily tinted glass. No one could readily see that he was handcuffed to the mirror. At the gas station, the clerk saw him leave with a beautiful woman, so he surely wouldn’t think there was any trouble brewing. In fact, the guy was probably envious. His roommate was passed out, and his car was parked inconspicuously at the far end of a virtually abandoned filling station.

It wouldn’t be until that Saturday evening that anybody would even think to report that he was missing. Everyone would probably figure that he was at the library studying for Monday’s final. To top it all off, Susan would likely think that he intentionally stood her up. She would probably be so angry and embarrassed that she wouldn’t tell anybody, let alone the authorities.

Somehow he had to convince her to let him go by this evening. He had to keep his date with Susan.

“Really, I’d be happy to swing past your dorm room to get your books,” Jennie said interrupting his thoughts.

“Look, I’m flattered. Honest. But you really have to let me go,” Ross said trying to sound reasonable.

“No, I really don’t,” Jennie replied confidently.

Ross fruitlessly attempted to pull the mirror off.

“Ram tough – inside and out. Now, do you want your books, or not?”

Ross resigned that his only chance of escape was if he could be spotted or heard by someone. So, he gave her directions to the house he rented with Scott. He figured that if they were close enough to the house when she got out of the truck, he could yell to Scott or one of his neighbors.

When they were a couple of blocks away from Ross’ house, Jennie pulled up along the curb and parked.

“It’s just up ahead one block to Forrest. Take a right and it’s the sixth house on the left.” Ross offered.

“I know. You already told me where your place is, but I have to be prepared. I’m stopping here to make certain that you won’t cause me any trouble,” Jennie responded.

“Yeah, like I pose any kind of a threat… one hand cuffed to your ceiling and the other to your floor,” Ross said sarcastically.

“Actually, you do. This is your neighborhood, not mine. As soon as I leave the car, you could start kicking the floorboard hard enough for someone walking by to hear,” she explained.

“Let me guess, you’re going to leave me here, in a hot truck while you walk the two blocks to my house and back. In this heat, I could sweat to death before you return,” Ross said.

She looked outside and thought for a moment. After a long pause, she resigned “You’re right. I’ve carried the joke on too long. I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“Look, no hard feelings,” Ross said in relief. “Just drop me at my house, and I’ll have my roommate, Scott, drive me back for my car later.”

Jennie slid over and took his face gently in her hands. Looking deep into his eyes, she said “I know I don’t deserve it, but I hope we’re still on for Saturday night.”

“After all I’ve been through, you can be sure that we’re still on for Saturday. I didn’t go through all of this for nothing,” Ross said, tilting his head toward with his hands.

Jennie leaned over and gave him the sweetest kiss with her full, pert lips. Without realizing how incredibly ironic his comment would prove to be, he said “With any luck, you can lure me into these cuffs again when we can both enjoy them.”

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Links to Susan's Return Chapters 1-14:
1. Lost and Found
2. The Bait
3. The Trap
4. About Those Books...
5. The Next Victim
6. The Waiting Room
7. The Preparation
8. The Presentation
9. Scott's Predicament
10. Scott's Trap
11. Back to Captivity
12. Susan's Turn
13. The Escape
14. The Semester Ends