Kidnapped Athlete

I have been working out a lot lately trying to get in shape for a marathon I was planning to run this summer.  This particular morning started out as any other.  And when I left my house early for a run in my tight bodysuit and new sneakers I had no reason to think the next ten miles wouldn’t go by like they did for the past several months.  Looking back at how that day unfolded, I guess I probably should have been suspicious of that windowless van that was parked at the end of the block.

The last thing I remember, I was running on a stretch of country road about four miles from home.  I heard a vehicle approach slowly from behind, but I was far enough off of the road that I didn’t pay any attention to it.  I suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of my left thigh, and blacked out.

When I awoke, I found myself in bondage, hogtied, gagged, and blindfolded on a bed in a stranger’s home.  I was also thinking that I should have worn an athletic supporter under my tight suit, as my erection was becoming quite visible.

If only this fantasy would come true…

Athlete in Bondage