Samuel knew that the banging of his little carry-on package was turning a few heads: he was quite suspicious of the policeman but was relieved when he didn't follow through with questioning him. Long had he fantasized about kidnapping a young girl and how once she was inside his home he could have all the fun with his precious little toy until either she or the tools he used broke. Whichever comes first, of course! He lifted up the carry-on trunk, making sure to kick at his before unloading. The train ride to the country took some time, but he was sure that his favorite slave toy must be thirsty.
When the train stopped at the station, he took his parked car and drove far, going off road on a seldom-traveled trail. Then, with a few unlocked latches, the daylight filtered through as he looked eye to eye with his prize. A lovely young lady looked back at him. And for sure, she looked none too pleased with her little predicament. "Shhh...if you promise to stay quiet I'll give you something to drink." he whispered, his voice almost..tantalizingly hypnotic. He was handsome, atleast he saw himself as such!
He was counting on her to scream as he propped her up, removing the tape slowly as he tilted a bottle of water up against her lips. She looked parched, given how the trip in that trunk must have worn her out. There were air holes, but it surely wasn't enough to ventilate her, shorts riding up gently while her blouse looked rather tattered. Then, he took out from the bag what looked like a ring-gag of sorts. "Now, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way." he said, slowly unbuttoning his pants. Already?!
Even if she did scream...who would hear her, surrounded by nature there was nowhere she could go.