Desperate Desire (story)

Mistress and Sir are smirking at me.

Earlier, I was ordered to come to them straight after work. They made me stand in the almost empty room, under the one light again. The camera's red light came on; we were streaming.

Sir wore his normal black suit and hood. Mistress was her beautiful self, all in leather, blonde hair in a bun, smelling like jasmine, blue eyes both laughing and cat-like, her smile cruel. And there I stood, in front of the sofa.

In my tan skirt that went to my knees, white blouse with long sleeves and high collar, white hair band in my brown hair. I was told by Sir in an email to wear hose and white panties today to work with heels.

The had bound me with rope tonight. Tightly. As they bound me, they whispered into my ears, one at a time. Telling me I was a slut. A whore. Desperate for Sir's cock or Mistress' strap on to fuck my nasty holes. That I would get on my knees and beg for it. That I was trash. I wasn't even a person, just fuck meat. And that's what I wanted to be: a dirty, nasty, slutty, whorish little girl.

By the time they finished binding me, I was on on the sofa. Arms bound together behind my back at the elbows and wrists. Ropes going above and below my breasts. The knots *so* tight they made my chest thrust out some.

Mistress lifted my chin, “For that slutty, whore mouth of yours....”

She jammed a ball gag into my little mouth. She jerked the gag straps so tight they cut into my cheeks. I moaned a little and was rewarded with a light slap to the face and a harsh “shut up, bitch”.

Then Sir shoved my skirt up. He roughly folded my leg, ankle under my thigh and bound them together. I could feel my heels start to dig underneath me when he was done. And the last thing he did was to put a very tight and very knotted crotch rope on me.

The crotch rope was taut over my hose and panties. It rubbed against me. It was *too* tight. It chafed.

Then they had stepped away from. The stood behind the camera, the little red light went on, saying that we now streaming. Sir adjusted the camera as I half-sat and half-lain down on the sofa. Then they folded their arms and smirked at me.

As I looked at the camera, I was unsure. I was given no direction. I was simply bound, gagged and verbally degraded. But no directions, no orders. They were just *smirking*.

I moved slightly on the sofa and felt a tendril of pleasure as I moved against the knotted crotch rope. I whimpered a little. Then I looked at the camera. How many of you saw that? Did my face say that I liked it? Did you hear me whimper?

My face grew red. Embarrassed. Yes, of course, all of you saw me. You saw me be a little bit slutty. Just as Mistress and Sir said. But I'm not...I play the part, but I'm not! I'm a good girl! The way I dress is respecta-

I moved and moaned again. The rope sliding over my hose and panties, digging in. And that's when I knew. Oh no...I *knew*...

I turned my head, ashamed and closed my eyes. I wasn't just red in my face. My face was *burning*. I felt a tear go down my cheek and I knew why, because they were right, *goddamn* them....

In the end, they were right. I couldn't help it. My hips slowly undulated. They grind in slow circles. My legs couldn't close, You all could see everything. Moving against the ropes. Tan hose and white panties pushing and grinding against the red rope.

Moaning louder and louder. Face getting redder and redder and I am *SO* ashamed. Still not looking at the camera, not able to see the rd light telling me you are all watching me...

I'm not a good girl. I'm not respectable. Sir and Mistress were right.

As I sit here, in proper clothes, yet still looking like a bondage whore, hips moving and grinding my way to a desperate orgasm, chest thrust out like a tease...even though I am fully clothed...I'm a slut.

As my eyes slowly open, as my move more quickly, as I moan and moan and moan and whimper and beg into my gag, I look into the camera and I know...I *know*...

I'm a dirty, nasty, slutty, whore. And I am embarrassed and ashamed that I need this so badly, That I want Sir and Mistress to fuck my nasty holes and make me scream. That you can see my desperate desires to give up and fuck and to be hate-fucked.

Wanting Sir and Mistress to rip my clothes off, rip the crotch rope off and fuck me. Fuck me with cock and strap-ons. In my small ass and dirty cunt. Knowing that all you men and women want to do the same to me, fuck me like a slut, slap me, choke me while you fuck me as you watch me.

Little pathetic me, bound and gagged, fully clothed, writhing like a needy whore on the sofa, the crotch rope giving me so much pleasure but not an orgasm...

Until I scream at Sir and Mistress, drool cascading down my chin, begging them to fuck me, please please please just *FUCK ME!!!!*

And then they chuckle and simply walk out of the room. Leaving me to buck my hips wildly against the crotch rope, moaning and sobbing as you watch me try to cum.....

  

What the fuck!?!?

I was bored...you can beat me later.....

Kidnap Opportunity at Otakon 2018

Sadly...another year has passed where I did not get kidnapped.

But I did find interesting things as always...

And met up with some convention friends! No, not going to post their pics here...not even of the one who slipped me some tongue when I went in to give her a peck, lol! Had a great time, as usual!

Well, as far as kidnapping goes...perhaps next year or at Animore 2019...

OTAKON KIDNAP SUZY OPPORTUNITY 2018!!!

It is that time of year again!!!

A KIDNAP SUZY OPPORTUNITY AT OTAKON!!!

If this is new to you, this is how it works. Because I am an anime/asian-culture freak, I go to a convention called Otakon every year. I cosplay and dress up for this event. The convention lasts three days with a little festival and hotel check-in the day before, so there are three days where I will be in one location for the entire day.. The first day is my check in and there is a four or five hour window that you also might find me right before the con starts. If you find me then....you get to “kidnap” me!!!

WHERE:

Otakon is at the Washington DC Convention Center, 801 Mount Vernon Place, NW, off the Green/Yellow line on Metro.

WHEN:

The convention lasts from August 10^th thru the 12^th. All day Friday and Saturday (literally) and until about 3-4pm on Sunday. I will be checking early on August 9^th and will be attending some of the pre-con events.

HOW:

You have to find me. You will get some visual clues based on my dress and cosplay that I will describe below. Every year I have a different code phrase and response that MUST be followed to make sure that the girl you find is, in fact, me.

Here is the question that you must ask EXACTLY, “Do you think ZFX's War Pigs would make a good anime?”

The response you get MUST be this, or else you have the wrong girl, “No, I think the second Underland movie would be an awesome anime!”

If you think you have found me, as me that code question EXACTLY, and I must use the code answer EXACTLY for you to “kidnap” me. BTW, there is a reason why I wanted to use “anime” instead of “hentai”. If it isn't me, the woman will not know about the ZFX movies and what they are...and if you say anime, she won't be creeped out. Hentai is the correct term, but I don't want anyone not part of the game to get scared or anything.

Now, once you find me, there is something that I have to do before you “kidnap” me. I contact my old friend...and something of a bodyguard...Blue. Blue will meet us and he will set some ground rules. Just to make sure I am safe and don't actually get sold into slavery.

“KIDNAPPING” ME:

So, obviously, you won't be able to hand gag me and drag me away to be bound and gagged inside of a convention center. The idea is that if you DO find me, then I am on your arm for the rest of the day (possibly for the con of we hit it off). Here's what that also means: during the con I am going to drag you to anime showings and panels I want to go to. :)

But it also means that we will also have dinner together at a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown, and/or a drink at a nice bar that is VERY close to the convention center (hope you like whiskey!). And if things go right...well, who knows...I will have gear with me.

Oh, and you have to buy me Pocky.

CAN ANYONE TRY TO “KIDNAP” ME:

As long as you are 18 or older, the answer is yes. I am bi, so that isn't an issue. Neither are looks. Just don't be a jerk or anything.

THE OUTFITS:

Every day will have a different outfit. One thing that will be constant, and I have been doing this a few years now: there will be a silver ankh hanging from my left wrist no matter what I am wearing or cosplaying. Ok, here are the outfits by day!

Thursday - 

Once I am checked in and squared away, I will change into a light blue, summer dress with straps, and just above the knees. It will be light and flowy. I will be wearing open sandals as well. My hair will be cut short and I will wear very little, if any, make up. This is the shortest day to try and get me.

Friday - 

I asked you all to choose my cosplay for this day and it was a three-way tie. So, I rolled a die and came up with the winner: MAMIMI!!! Here is picture of what I will look with, including wings:

Saturday - 

I will be dressed up differently during the day. And I am kind of excited by the cosplay: Dr. Girlfriend from Venture Brothers! Here's a picture of what I will look like:

No, I can't do her voice, lol! BTW, the Venture Brothers will have aired by Otakon, so there will most likely be other Dr. Girlfriends out there...SO MAKE SURE TO LOOK FOR THE ANKH AND SAY THE CODE QUESTION AND GET THE RIGHT CODE ANSWER BACK!!!!!!

Later, I am going to change into a black, sleeveless, cheongsam with heels. I will be wearing short, dress gloves as well. My hair will be slicked back and I will have a friend do my make up. Here's the style of dress, just think all black:

Sunday -

The last day will be a variation of a cat girl sort of thing. Black blouse under a black suit jacket, black jeans and black driving gloves. The jeans will be tucked into knee-high boots that are,,,guess the color...black. Also, in the front will be handcuffs hanging from the belt loops, each cuff on a loop, chain dangling. My collar with the single silver ring will be on my neck with a short leash. Large, mirror sunglasses and spiked hair and very, very red lips. With very obvious cat ears! :D

COME AND FIND ME:

I've never been caught. There have been a couple of close calls, but never been caught. Perhaps this year? Who knows? But this is the one opportunity where I am in one particular location for hours at a time, so your chances of “kidnapping” me are a lo greater than normal!

So, good luck!!!

MMMMMMPPPHHH!!!

P.S. Wrote this in handcuffs and a ball gag...very drooly....

Preparing for the Otakon Kidnap Suzy Opportunity (pick the outfit

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Just a little question...

Which one do you think I am? Let me know why!

A very short clip on its way...

And I DO mean short...

But in the meantime...here's a few teaser pictures....

There I am!