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Blackmailed over kidnapped daughter

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Synopsis: Parents forced to perform to pay for the release of their daughter.

       We had been in the U.K for around a month setting up another job, during this time we had come across a couple that looked like they had  potential to fill our time before we left in a couple of weeks.

       There are 5 of us in the group and we work for anyone willing to pay for services in any field from murder to industrial spying, but this a private matter against a guy who had pissed us off on the current job, to be fair he was only doing his job, but had made ours just a bit harder.

       Ian worked for a chemical company had a wife and daughter, as what we do for a living is collect information, it was not difficult to find out some background on him

Ian 35 

Wife Sarah 34

Daughter Emma 8

Bank balance £2,754

Address in Preston


       After a few days observation, it was obvious that Ian left at 7:50 every weekday morning and Sarah left at 8:25 to take Emma to school, this took around 30 mins. At the school one of our team punctured the car tyre and stayed to watch as Sarah called for roadside assistance to repair it. This gave us time to work as a team entering the house and gaining all the knowledge we needed.

       The computer was downloaded and then a spy program put on it, 4 surveillance cameras and 6 bugs put in, the contents of all the bedroom and office storage photographed.  All we did was the same as for industrial spying, they would not know until we told them.

       Back at our base we started to collate what we needed to cause as much trouble to Ian and Sarah, basically the plan was to use our skills to get them to Humiliate themselves further and further, in the 2 weeks we had left in the U.K


       The plan was to hold there daughter as hostage by kidnapping her, and let the parents use themselves as the ransom.

       2 of the gang would hold the girl away from Preston whilst the other 3 of us stayed near by.


       The following day was Friday, the day the girl was to taken, this would happen at their house after Ian left and before the trip to school. Myself and the 2 members of the gang who would keep her  Chris and Joe, knocked on the back door at 8:15, Sarah opened the door and we bundled her in, easily overpowering her, she was quickly gagged and blindfolded and then handcuffed to the oven, The daughter Emily heard the struggle and came down, she to was quickly scooped up and injected with a sedative, Chris and Joe took the girl out to our van and left with her.  This all took around 3 minutes


       I now had the wife bound and the house to roam around at will. Sarah was still thrashing about on the chair, but was secure and blindfolded. I left her and walked upstairs to Sarah's bedroom, I had already been through her clothes and under ware before, I pulled out a crisp white blouse , her shortest black skirt, that was not very short to be honest, a set of black stockings the only ones she had, plus a very nice pair of sheer black panties. These I laid out on the bed.

       I did wonder a bit about the plan we had, as the couple had no sex toys, her clothes apart from a few nice sets of panties where very plain and proper, so either our plan would not work well, or would be great fun as these 2 seemed to lack a sex life.


       Back down to the kitchen I sat and made myself a coffee, I was killing time to ensure that Joe and Chris were well away, The 3 of us left only had a contact phone number for them, they had found the venue to hold her at and it was best we did not know where it was.


       After 3 hours it was almost lunch time, and time to talk to Sarah.


       She had spent a lot of the morning crying and looked a real mess, she was still on the floor of the kitchen, I took off the blindfold and sat on a chair in front of her, she looked terrified but with the gag still on was quiet.

       Sarah, your daughter is now over 100 miles away, but is perfectly safe and unharmed. At 1:00 we will get a call from the people holding her and if I tell them all is well here, she will remain unharmed and you can talk to her. We have 1 hour until then and I hope I can report to them we are o.k and on the way to stage 1, We have  a number of stages to complete and then Emma will be released, the amount of harm she has come to in that time, is entirely down to you and your Husband, I hope you love her enough. Nod your head if you understand this and do not let your eyes stray from watching me. Sarah looked straight at me for the first and nodded her tear stained head

       We do not need a ransom from you, just you to be clear that you need work hard together to get her back. You understand this, once again she nodded.

       If all does not go smoothly, I will let you know now that your sweet daughter will not be killed, instead she will be raped and her head and arms scared so each time you see her for rest of your lives, you will know that it was you that caused her to look that way. It will be a real lifetime sentence for you. Is that clear .


       I hope you understand all that I have told you, your question of why you, that you must be thinking, is it is just bad luck.


       I am going to undo your Gag and untie you now, then you are going to stand before me why we talk. It is your choice, once you are freed, there will be no need to run for the door. I will ask you a question and you can choose the answer. The question will be,  Do you want me to leave.  After that you answer questions but dont ask them.  Are we understanding this Sarah, once again she nodded, she sobbed slightly, but was now slumped and beaten. Just how I wanted to start.


       I waited a full minute letting the apprehension build in her then removed the gag, and handcuffs, she rubbed her hands and started to speak.

       Quiet Sarah, The question is Do You want me to leave, a simple Yes and I am gone or a No and you stand 6 feet before me and ask me to stay.


       It was easy for me to know the answer, but Sarah was still fighting inside, I did not want to rush her, she had to have decided for herself. She moved slowly and stood before me, there was hate in her eyes, she started to speak.

Stop Sarah, Yes you want me to stay or No leave that is the choice

Silence for 30 seconds then a whispered stay

Not good enough, I need to hear you ask me stay please

Just a little push at a time and we would have her, she hesitated again then in a little louder quavering voice uttered   Please stay.

Good Girl

Now stand before me hands behind your back and look at me. I pulled out a voice recorder and put it on the table, I looked at her and told her that the questions I asked, I may know the answers to as I had been in her house a few times before , Her answers would relate to her daughters well being, so honesty would be the best policy. I turned on the recorder.


Sarah, describe your hair to me and when it was last cut she hesitated and I looked at her, we have until 1:00 to go through these questions if you want to speak to Emma, I want full and precise answers. It is now 12:10

Sarah, describe your hair to me and when it was last cut -  It is naturally Blond cut about 6 weeks ago, it is getting a bit long now and could do with a trim.

She started to look away, you need to maintain eye contact, she was clearly embarrassed about standing there, but it would get far worse, she was pretty but tried to hide it, Tell me what you are wearing at present.

This time she did look me in eye, A white Pullover and Blue Jeans she replied.

So you have no under ware on then, isn't that a bit slutty to be taking your daughter to school in. Of course I have my under ware on she replied

So it is not a full and precise answer then, spread your feet at least 12” apart and answer the question again.

She slid her feet apart and looked at me, I have a White Pullover Blue jeans a white Bra and white cotton pants and a white bra.

Not very descriptive Sarah, I want precise answers with a description, do you understand, if so slid your feet another 3” wider. She looked at me and could tell she was starting to understand what she was involved in, she slid her feet further apart the crotch of the jeans now starting to stretch, a tear slipped from her eye and she moved her hand to try and wipe it

I told you to have your hands behind your back, can you not follow any instruction you stupid slut. She looked at me stunned and started to put her hands back, No Sarah each time I have to correct you it gets worse, Hands interlocked behind your head Now.

She obeyed quickly, she now looked hot with her red tear stained eyes her breasts straining behind the pullover and her legs spread. I stopped for a minute and stood up, walked behind her and looked at this compliant wife, trying to save her daughter. I ran a finger down her back and over her her buttock, her whole body tensed, but she remained in position.

I returned to sit in front of her  - How tall are you   - About 5' 6”

How old is your Daughter -  Emma's Eight

I looked at her breast straining from her position, You tits look great, what size are they -  I take a 34B, I pulled out of my jacket a small digital camera, I want you to push them out Sarah, really make them strain under that Bra and sweater, I pointed the  camera and she pushed them out a little more, I just looked at her and gently shock my head, the message was clear and she started turn red around the neck but pushed those little titties further out. I took the picture. Now turn side onto me and I will take another, same again Slut force them out for Emma. She complied there were small beads of sweat on her forehead now, I snapped her.

Now with only little Slut Tits, Do you need a bra Sarah, before you answer what you need to consider, is what would be the best answer for Emma. She closed her eyes and slowly shock her head, No maybe I don't need one.

Did you mean  with only little slut tits I don't need a bra, because that is not what I heard.

The broken wife looked at me pleadingly then said “ With little slut tits I don't need a bra “

Well you had better take it off then. This left her in a position where she was not sure what to do, or what was expected of her, she started to turn away, but I snapped at her to stay where she was. Take off the pullover, take off the bra and put the pullover back on.

She looked at me and stood still for a moment, I don't mind Sarah I can walk away now, or get on with it, it is now 12:30. She trembled as she reached for the sweater and pulled it up over her head, the bra was plain and white, once again she waited, before putting the sweater down and undoing the bra. As she peeled it off she hid her tits and dropped the bra on the floor, she pulled the sweater on giving me just a flash of her tits, there was no rush, it is far better to drag the humiliation out.

Get those feet spread again and lock those fingers behind your head, she reluctantly posed again for me.

Now what we are going to do is retake those pictures again, Then I will send them to the team holding your daughter, if they think the second set are better, we are still on track, if they don't they will send you a choice of events that could happen in the next 5 mins. It would help if you had a real sexy smile on this set as well as having those titties really straining, O.k you pose for me and tell me when you want the pictures taken one forward one from the side.

Although clearly embarrassed, she struck a pose and did put on a very realistic smile for the position she was in, she pushed her breasts out, clearly straining her shoulders. Please take it now she asked, I did.

She turned side on and forced them out again, Her nipple was starting to show  though the sweater now, I told her that she had the option to roll a nipple so it looked good through the sweater, She hesitated then looked hesitant but put her hands up her sweater, I stopped her, Hey slut I said a nipple, not both of them you horny slut. Now get on with it.

She looked shocked but pulled on one nipple then posed with a big grin, as she pushed her tits out this time a large erect nipple clearly jutted out, please take the picture. As soon as the picture was taken she lost the smile.

O.k Sarah, take a seat whilst I send these on, but I want you sat with your legs spread and your shoulders back, sit on the armchair in the Lounge. She moved through and sat down. Actually hook your legs over the arm lets see those Jeans strain a bit. She did as she was told as I sat down and sent the photos.

Now for a little test Sarah, we have 10 minutes left, before they ring and you can speak to your daughter, assuming they are happy with the pictures. What I want you to do, is go back to the kitchen, pick up the bra you dropped on the floor then get a pair of scissors and bring them back to me cut the bra in half and put them in the bin. I am sure you realise that you could attack me with the scissors when you return, but we have to trust each other, I do not know where your daughter is, but only via me can you facilitate her release either unharmed or damaged by your or your husbands lack of co operation. No me then there will be no daughter ever. Off you go

There was real hatred in her eyes, as she unhooked her legs off the chair and went into the kitchen, she returned with a set of scissors and after a couple of attempts cut the bra in half. She started to take it back to the kitchen, but I stopped her and told her to put the 2 parts on the table.

Good Girl now put the scissors on the table and sit back in the chair and hook your feet over the arms.  She complied

I picked up the scissors and moved behind her. She could no longer see me and jumped as I ran one hand through her hair, whilst I speak to you Sarah, I want you to either stroke your nipples through the sweater or run your fingers over the crotch of your jeans, you decide. She tried to speak but I cut her off SHHH, just do it. She raised her hands and touched her breasts, and slowly caressed her nipples, Tears formed in her eyes and she sniffed loudly. I continued to ideally play with her hair

Ok Sarah for the next 10 days minimum what you and your husband Ian do will decide, one how long it will be that your daughter is gone and also the condition she is in when and if she is returned. You will in a way pay a small ransom as there are purchases and expenses you will have to pay. But this is not about money, it is manipulation.

I lowered my hand and caressed her shoulders whilst she still touched herself, she stiffened. Relax your body and then we can get on, slowly she relaxed her shoulders and I continued to rub them.

Each day you are being set a number of tasks, if you complete them to our satisfaction, you are one day closer to getting her back, if you fail to satisfy us, we take it out on your daughter or maybe someone else close to you.  

I continued on her shoulders but leaned down and whispered in her ear, It would be nice if you could roll one of those nipples for me and get it really hard, I then ran my tongue along the edge to her ear.

She shuddered but grasped one nipple and gently rolled it between her thumb and finger, her breathing was getting a little laboured now, but she was only half heartedly doing it  I moved one hand back to her hair and picked up the scissors, carefully I cut off a length of her hair and walked over to her cut up bra and laid the lock of hair in it.

Sarah was both shocked and relived as I put down the scissors, at that moment the phone rang, It was dead on time so I picked it up, I listened for a moment then asked the caller to stop. Sarah was watching me and had stopped rolling her nipple now. I asked them to wait whilst I turned to the wife, I asked you to get that nipple nice and hard for me, lift the sweater, lets see if you have achieved the target. She knew that it was not but lifted the sweater slowly up, this was to be my first proper look at her titties, she rolled the sweater up, her face beat red as she exposed herself for me. Take it off bitch I yelled at her. Instantly the frightened wife pulled it over her head and dropped the sweater on the floor. Her hands started to move back to cover her breasts.

Hands behind your head bitch, I shouted.  Now frightened the woman instantly obeyed. Thrust your tits out, I yelled, and she obeyed again. The sudden aggressive attitude worked a treat. I walked over to her and ran a finger over one nipple,it was barely erect. I flicked it and the wife shuddered but held her pose. I returned to the phone and looked away  from her

Ring Me back in 5 minutes and spank the girl, video it and send it to her mothers e-mail. With that I hung up and turned to Sarah, you have let  me down and thus your daughter, I expect you once asked to do your very best to comply, when in 5 minutes they ring back having spanked your daughter I expect both those nipples to be straining I expect your back arched and your little tits pointing up. Do You understand.                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

She looked at me and started again to speak, Just Yes or No I yelled at her.

She nodded and moved her hands back to her breasts from behind her head. Get on with it Bitch, This time she showed a little more enthusiasm, but had closed her eyes now. Look at Me Bitch.  She opened her eyes and looked.

I left her alone working on herself and headed back upstairs to her bedroom, went through her panties and selected a pair of sheer white panties, I changed my under ware and put hers on then put back on my trousers and headed back to Sarah.

As soon as I walked in she looked at me, She was learning. I walked over and shouted at her Hands behind your head now. She complied and I ran my fingers over her hard erect little nipples, she maintained eye contact and I lowered my Head and gently rolled my tongue over one.. She flinched slightly but was doing O.K. I returned to the other side of the room and contained to watch her frightened little eyes. O.K Sarah carry on with those nipples, they should have finished spanking your daughters arse soon. Her hands shot back to her breasts and continued to play with them.


 

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