Careful what you wish for. (ExotikTwilight x kaoruKitten)

[kaoruKitten]

The sun was shining and for the first time in quite a while Oliver Holland was smiling as he got dressed in the morning. In-person classes were still closed, but it wasn't his college arts course that had him in a good mood, it was simply because he was getting out and going to his favourite little Asian grocery store. With music playing on his laptop, the student looked out the window as he stepped into his skinny jean and had to jump a couple of times to help slip them up over his hips. The jeans had a distressed look, which kind of suited Oli's scruffy, visual arts student style, but the tag had been ripped off the back intentionally to hide the fact that they were actually women's jeans that he had picked up at a second-hand store. Oli had quite a lot of women's pants, not because he was queer, but because they were cheaper, and at five feet, five inches there was more chance of actually finding a pair of jeans to fit him in the women's section than in the men's.

Still topless, enjoying the sun through the window on his lithe, pale chest Oliver pulled on an old pair of Converse High Tops and tied the laces before slipping on a loose white t-shirt then tied back his shoulder-length curly blond hair into a pony-tail. He did a quick check of his apartment, turned off the music then slipped his wallet and phone in his pockets before slipping a black mask onto his smooth face. Men tended to start shaving late in his family, and Oliver was definitely not an exception. At twenty-one, he still only shaved off the fluff for special occasions. Finally, before he left, he slung his well-worn backpack over his shoulders and walked off towards the store.

Outside he took a selfie of his masked face and outfit then posted it to his socials with a note saying just why he was so excited to be out in the sun. Almost as soon as Oli hit the main road he got a wolf-whistle from a car passing by from behind. His only reaction was to shake his head slightly, he had been confused with being a girl for so long now that he was just used to it. It tended to happen more from behind because of his long hair and bubbly butt, but now he wore a mask because of the pandemic, he got it to his face more often than before. The little old Korean woman at the store he was going to had been calling him Miss ever since he started going there!

There were so few people out that day so Oli decided that he could probably check his Twitter as he walked. He wasn't in a hurry, and it felt good to just be outside. He opened the app and sighed. The past few days he had been getting a lot of weird shit on Twitter. Weird bondage shit, but he knew exactly why that was. A few nights ago he had a massive vodka binge to destress. It was fun to just be self-indulgent and had seemed to have worked, but he didn't remember a whole lot of it. Judging by the way his trash can was stuffed with tissues and the crap he was getting on his phone he had a pretty good idea that he had been indulging in his one, naughty little kink. Looking at BDSM online. Oli was kind of hooked on it whenever he got down and depressed. It started because he really loved the aesthetics of the shiny latex, and the contrast between the lines of ropes wrapped human bodies and the straight lines of ropes holding bodies suspended in the air. He only liked to watch and sometimes draw it through. He'd never have the courage to try it in real life! It was all just a fantasy. A harmless little, private fantasy.

 

[ExotikTwilight]

Harmless, until a white van came to a rather sudden stop dangerously close to the curb next to him as he was walking down the street. Like from so many cliched scenes, the sliding door slid open and a pair of hands grabbed him by his arm and yanked inside. But it was neither gangsters nor brutish men that yanked the feminine boy into the van and slammed the door shut as it drove away, but rather the firmly plush, strong body of one Valya Popov. The pale, nearly porcelain skinned goddess was dressed in a black corsette (nsfw), with frills at the bottom and a thong underneath, complete with elbow length gloves and thigh high boots. All latex, of course, even the frills. Valya was a well know fetish model, especially for bdsm and latex. The pure black on her whitish skin was an extreme, eye catching contrast which was one of the popular things about her.

And now it was her arms that were wrapping around Oli, one covering his mouth while the other was around his waist and pulling him away from the now locked van door. "And here I was worried you were skipping out on me" she said, lips against the back of his ear. Debts need to be paid, don't they, my little princess?"

 

[kaoruKitten]

The suddenness of the attack meant that Oliver had been pulled into the van before he even knew what was happening. He had let out a girlish yelp as he was grabbed then struggled uselessly. At only five feet and five inches, the lithe male was no match for the much larger woman. Even before she spoke Oliver had realised that it was a female abducting him. He had seen a flash of her as she reached for him, and he could feel her sizable bust even with his backpack on as she pulled him close and covered his mouth.

Held on the floor of the van from behind the college student kicked his legs to no avail. The kicking was about as effective as his muffled voice coming from beneath the latex glove. It was only when she spoke that he stopped thrashing. Oli had no idea what she was talking about, but there was something about being called princess that caused a little nagging itch in his brain.

"~hat dept? ~um nought uh ghiness! ~um uh ghy!" he managed to say into the latex hand muffling his voice. Oli was so used to being mistaken as a girl, that must have been what had happened here. It was the only logical explanation he thought though there was still the itch in his mind, poking his attention at his memories. As he tried to work this out in his mind (which was about all he could do as he was well restrained by the woman), the flash of her costume kept replaying in his mind's eye. Oli watched a lot of strange stuff online, but this woman's style reminded him of one of the models that he loved looking at.

 

[ExotikTwilight]

"Oh no, you're my princess now" the woman insisted, nibbling on the back of Oli's ear as her other hand slid over his hip and pressed against his crotch. Fingers grabbed what they could, applying pressure for a moment before letting go and pressing him to the floor of the car.

The glove hand over his mouth retreated, giving him freedom of unrestricted speech back before his backpack was pulled, forcibly if needed, from his back and discarded off to the side. Valya would then grab his wrists, forcing them together and holding them against the small of his back with one hand while her other grabbed a nearby latex armbinder, with rubber mits at the end to restrict his fingers, and began to force his hands and arms into the black sleeve.

 

[kaoruKitten]

A small little eek came from Oliver's lips as the larger woman bit his ear and grabbed him on the crotch. He moved his hips back as if trying to escape the touch from the stranger before his position suddenly changed without warning as he was pushed to the hard, warm floor of the van. The hard steel floor pressed into his face as the woman tugged his backpack off him. The way that she did so made him feel like his shoulders were going to pop out of their sockets.

Oliver couldn't think straight. It had all happened so quickly and the fact that the woman wouldn't let him be long enough to gather his thoughts. She bit him, touched him, threw him around like her personal rag doll. Oliver's head was spinning. He felt something col and smooth being pulled up his bare forearms and he looked up trying to see what she was doing. "Th-this is a prank, right?" Oliver said as his arms were pulled into the binder awkwardly behind him. Deep down he knew it wasn't a prank, he didn't have the type of friends that would set this up.

The blonde student started to try rocking from side to side moving about like a landed fish as he finally got a good look at the woman. His eyes went wide in surprise as he recognized who it was that had taken him, "Are... you Valya Popov.... from the Internet?" It was a very dumb question, but thinking was still difficult for the abductee.

 

[ExotikTwilight]

"I am" Valya smiled as he finally saw, and recognized her. And you're one Oliver 'Olivia' Holland." It was a statement, not a question, of course. "Unhappy college student and artist, if I recall?"

Once his arms were in the sleeve she tightened it, pulling the straps through the loops and buckling them in tight so his arms were pinned together, and only started to separate at the bend of his elbows. She kept her straddled position across his hips, her weight partially on his bubbly ass, until she was certain that armbinder wasn't coming off, not without a huge amount of struggle and exertion on Oliver's part. Here, she took a little bit of a break.

"Trouble remembering? You were rather drunk...here."

Taking her phone out, she placed it on the floor in front of him and opened the conversation and video log, the private Twitter session they had a few nights ago.

 

[kaoruKitten]

Oliver struggled a little as his arms were bound in the contraption. He had already worked out what it was that he was being put into, and while this was his first time in the device, he knew pretty well that he wasn't going to be escaping the armbinder. Valya confirming her identity did little to help Oliver calm his mind. His thoughts were so scattered he could only come up with one-word questions in his mind. Why? How? But then the final tightening of the binder that pulled her elbows so close together behind him made Oli left out a sharp, almost girlish yelp of pain.

The young man was panting from the stress and pain when the illuminated screen was placed in front of him. Oli blinked to focus his eyes, then red quickly. Reading was difficult. His shoulders burned, and the way that Valya sat on him was pushing his crotch uncomfortably into the steel floor of the van. As he finally comprehended what he had read Oliver shook his head slightly, which was actually as much as he could. "No, no! You have this all wrong. That was just fantasy... fantasy when I was drunk and horny... I didn't really give you permission to take me to your dungeon and do those things!"

When safely at home behind his computer screen BDSM had turned Oliver on so much, but now faced with the reality of it, he was scared. So scared. "Please Miss Popov, let me go, there has been a misunderstanding.... and this thing is killing my arms!" Oliver begged.

 

[ExotikTwilight]

"Oh, the only misunderstanding is on your side, 'Olivia'" the woman answered, a hand stroking his cheek from the side. "Drunk and horny just means this is what you really wanted, no trying to deny it now..."

Picking up a rubber ball gag, she pressed it to his lips. Should he refuse to open his mouth, she'd put the phone away and them pinch his nose shut, forcing him to open up or pass out from lack of air. Once in, it was snuggly buckled in place behind his head. "Now...if you want to plead and beg, go ahead" the pornstaress grinned as she slid off of him to one side, only to roll him onto his back and bound arms.

"Now...I'd like to see what you were showing off on camera..." Valya said while licking her lips, as she unbuckled Oliver's pants and started to slide them down over his ass and hips.

 

[kaoruKitten]

Being gagged had been a fantasy of Oliver's. He had considered buying one to try on himself. But after being abducted, it was far from fantasy. He tried to keep his mouth closed to refuse the rubber ball entry into his mouth, but as his nose was squeezed tight he could only go for so long without breath. When he did gasp for air, the dominant woman pulled the gag into Oliver's mouth as he made a gagging sound.

As he was rolled over, Oliver made a muffled squeal into the gag then some unintelligible noises. He was trapped lying on his bound arms. The position was so uncomfortable for the unathletic young man. His joints lacked the elasticity to handle the pose and Oli froze there in fear that he would dislocate something. The only resistance that he offered was shaking his head as to beg no as Valya pulled his legs up into the air and pulled his pants and underwear over his girlish hips in one could swoop.

When the cool air in the van hit his naked crotch Oli screwed his eyes closed tight and turned his head. He was blushing bright red, ashamed that he was being looked at in such a fashion. Oliver was always embarrassed of his body, especially his boy-bits. As he was growing up he saw that he was smaller than the other boys. It ruined his confidence. Even when he got older, he stayed small, at least when he wasn't aroused. He was what many people called a 'grower', a guy that was on the small side most of the time but was quite large when erect. Scared to near death in the back of the van, Oliver was very small. Even his balls had pulled up close to his body. If he had been thinking straight he would have recognized it as a parasympathetic reaction, the fight or flight instinct. But there was no fight or flight for Oliver. Valya had him trapped and naked from the waist down in a van going to some unknown destination.

 

[ExotikTwilight]

"How cute" Valya smiled, seeing Oliver's small unerect package and how the cool van air had his body tucking itself up. Reaching down with a hand, she pulled off her glove before she cupped his package with her warm skin and started to stroke it, rubbing it to warm it up. Her skin was smooth and soft so there wasn't much friction, but with enough rubbing it would start to warm up.

While she had seen Oliver on full display on the web call, in person it was more special. For one, she'd not been able to feel him. His own smooth cock and balls, how fun they would be to play with whether he wanted it or not! And come time, she'd have him looking for it, begging for it, she was sure.

"Ooh, how nice. While I'd like to do you here, it' be a bit messy, don't you think?" she winked at him. "We'll have a much more comfortable setup where I can milk you dry..." And as if he needed any explanation for what that meant, the pornstaress placed her other hand between her legs and pressed it down on her crotch. "My ripe sweet pussy is looking forward to your tongue and cock."

 

[kaoruKitten]

A deeper blush filled Oliver's pale cheeks in the back of the dimly lit van as Valya called his package 'cute'. That wasn't a very masculine adjective to use for a guy's cock and balls, but then again, shrunken as they were Oli's bits weren't very masculine in the slightest. Being put on display like that was so humiliating and he closed his eyes in shame and embarrassment. When the warm touch from the pornstarlet's hand came to his crotch the young man let out a little eek into the gag before opening his eyes and looking up at the woman dominating him.

As Valya continued to touch and stimulate Oliver's package it responded as any healthy young man would. Little by little blood flooded into the organ haking it hotter and harder in the latex-clad woman's hand. The cute little, wrinkled nub filled out and extended to slowly transform into the well above average cock that the drunken student had shown Valya while they were conversing online. By the time that Valya was taunting the gagged guy with her words and touching her own crotch, Oli was fully hard and throbbing. He couldn't actually remember the last time he had been with a girl and having someone else's hand on his cock felt so good. He made a mumbled noise through the gag and wiggled slightly in his bondage. Even in the dim light of the van, it would probably be possible to see a twinkle at the tip of Oliver's cock as a single bead of clear, sticky pre-cum formed at the eye of his cock.