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Miles Part 4 - Caught!

by Nightguy

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Storycodes: Sbf; chain; cuffs; outdoors; caught; M/f; bond; cons/reluct; X

Part 4 - Caught!

Susan was dreaming. It was a dream she had many times in her life, with variations. She was in her old high school, or a dream reality version at the very least. Most often in her high school dreams she was late for class or couldn’t find it, and that was the case this time. She thought she knew what class she was supposed to be at, but it never turned out to be the right one. To make things worse, for some reason her hands were handcuffed behind her back, and at some point in the dream she had lost her top. She felt embarrassed to be so exposed to the other students, but no one seemed to pay much attention to her. Even topless and handcuffed she felt like an outsider. But she had to find her class, and no one would help her!

A distant bang woke her, a sound she couldn’t identify. She stretched, her eyes still closed, and then tried to bring her hands down to scratch her nose. But for some reason they wouldn’t move. So she opened her eyes and looked up, and was shocked to see that her wrist cuffs were tied to the bed frame with rope. Panic rising within her, she looked down to see that her ankle cuffs were also bound the same way, holding her in a shallow spread eagle naked on the bed. Her mind still confused with sleep, her fear was slow to rise and reached its peak when she looked about the sun filled room to see that she wasn’t alone. Sitting on an old kitchen chair on the far side of the room, was a man in uniform. He was a young man, close to Susan’s age if she was any judge, and the uniform was that of a police officer.

“Oh shit!” she whispered, pulling at the ropes that bound her but finding no release.

The cop was watching her, but was otherwise relaxed in the chair as if he had been there all day. He smiled. Not an evil smile as many men might give to a helpless woman, but a calm, friendly smile. “Hi,” was all he said.

“Let me go,” Susan demanded, not really believing he would but needing to ask anyway. She was scared, despite the smile, and figured her luck had run out. If she was lucky, all he’d do was arrest her, and if she was unlucky…

“Oh,” he said, “I will. Once you answer a few questions.”

“I’ll answer them, you don’t have to tie me up,” she replied.

“I know,” he said with that smile again, “but I felt it prudent. Besides, you look quite lovely like that.”

This didn’t help to calm Susan down. Her fears shifted more toward the unlucky side of things, especially when she saw how his eyes took in her body. She swallowed nervously. “I’ll scream.”

“Go ahead, no one is close enough to hear you.”

“I’ll tell them you tied me up, violated my rights.”

“Tell who, the police? Even if you did tell someone, who would believe you? I’m a cop, in case you hadn’t noticed, and my Dad is the county sheriff. You wouldn’t even have any proof! I was very careful to thread the ropes through the rings of your cuffs!”

This made Susan look up to check, and sure enough not a rope touched her skin. There wouldn’t be a mark on her to prove she had been bound.

“But,” she said, trying to find her feet in this situation, “when they see what else you’re going to do with me…”

“What am I going to do with you? Huh?” replied the cop, leaning forward in his chair. “What am I going to do to you? What have I done? I’ve tied you to the bed, that’s all. I haven’t touched you, I don’t intend to!”

Susan didn’t believe him at first, but his attitude and manner made her doubt her first impressions. It didn’t help that he was also pretty cute, and that this entire situation had been a part of at least a few of her fantasies over the years. But fantasy wasn’t reality, and she knew it.

“What do you intend?” she eventually asked him, wishing he would look away because she could feel herself starting to blush.

The cop leaned back in his chair, a thoughtful look on his face. “I’m not too sure. I wasn’t expecting to find a beautiful naked girl sleeping in my house.”

“Your house?”

“Yeah. My Uncle left this farm to me a year and a half ago. I sold all the land except for the farmyard itself. I look in on it every week or so… and, here you are!”

He had been surprised to find her, that was true. After checking the other buildings he noticed that the storm door was laying open. And with his flashlight he found bare foot prints in the dust crossing the basement floor. He figured a trespasser was in the house, but a quiet examination of the property revealed a lot more than he had anticipated. He had been going to arrest her then and there, but something he noticed about her changed his mind for the moment. There was rope in one of the locked sheds which he used to carefully tie her to the bed, and then when he was ready he simply stomped hard on the floor to wake her up.

“So, what are you doing here?” he asked her.

“I was… robbed. I needed a place to rest up,” Susan replied, knowing it was lame even as she said it, but not feeling in the best of positions to think at that moment.

“You were robbed,” repeated the cop. “Someone took all your money, your identification… and even your clothes?”

“Yes,” said Susan, biting her lip and finding it hard to look him in the eye.

“That’s, very strange. They took everything you had on you, but left that expensive German hardware on your body.” Which was what he had noticed about her, what made her different from any other girls he knew for that matter.

Susan’s heart almost stopped, she was so surprised. “What do you mean?”

“Your collar and cuffs! German made, unless I miss my guess. From a site called… SM Factory? That collar even has a name, which will come to me in a minute. Good quality, and pretty expensive!”

“But…how…?” Susan tried to say.

“How? Let’s just say I know my collars.” He smiled again, and this time Susan could see a sparkle in his eye. The bastard was actually having fun! But then he frowned. “I don’t remember those collars having a lining though.”

Which was true. When Susan got her collar and cuffs, they were pure steel, no lining. “I made it myself, got some neoprene and glued strips on the inside… made them more comfortable,” she replied without thinking.

The cop smiled again. “I thought so. So… tell me the real reason why you are here.”

“And if I do?” Susan asked nervously.

“Well, as you can probably tell, I’m not entirely ignorant of the kinds of things you are obviously into. In fact, I have a keen interest myself! But what happens depends on your story. For instance, if you were dropped off here by someone else, someone who has the keys to your collar, then I may just make it easier for them to find you and pick you up again!”

Susan debated saying that yes indeed someone was coming for her. Someone big and powerful who would rescue her. But then she thought that maybe this guy would leave her tied up and go, and she would never get free. But that wasn’t the only thought going through her tortured brain at that moment. There was also the revelation that she was with a guy who actually knew about her passions, and maybe that was a good thing. Could she trust him? He was right in saying that he hadn’t harmed her yet, all he seemed to have done was tie her up, something that almost seemed normal to her now she knew a bit more about him. So she sighed and told him about her trip, everything from parking her car to how she was bound and where she had been.

The cop listened quietly, and occasionally asked a question or two. And soon she had not only told him about her challenge but also a little about herself too, and her private passions. In the end, it simply all came pouring out of her, the need to talk to someone who understood more powerful than any reservations she had about revealing such intimacies with a stranger. It was strangely cathartic for Susan, and eventually her confessions wound down, leaving her mildly embarrassed about what she had said, yet in an odd way glad she had said it.

“Alright,” said the cop, looking thoughtful, “Yes.”

He stood up and walked toward the door. “I won’t be gone long,” he said, “but first I want to tell you that I’m not going to hurt you or arrest you. I’m just going to help you with this challenge of yours. And, hopefully, with many more.” He smiled again, and Susan found herself drawn into its warmth.

“Oh…by the way. My name is Scott. I’ll be back soon.”

“Don’t go!” Susan called out as Scott stepped through the doorway.

“I’ll be back real soon. Just don’t go anywhere!” he called back, a laugh in his voice.

Susan pulled again at the ropes holding her to the bed, but was helpless to stop him. And soon, she was alone in the house again. Her fears rose a little, but they were colored by an excitement from deep inside herself and she found herself thinking what if..! Just what if… this was the guy she had been looking for. What if he was the one to get her, to understand her like no other guy in her life ever has! What if he turns out to be a mad rapist setting her out to be his next victim!

But no, she didn’t get that vibe from him. Something seemed… right… about Scott. She still wasn’t sure she entirely trusted him, but the possibilities were enough to keep her anxiety down as she waited for his return.

* * * *

Susan was standing outside under the summer sun. It was the warmest day yet of her journey, she felt it had to be close to a hundred degrees, and she was sweating enough for her to worry about washing off the new layer of bug spray that she wore. But otherwise she was in a pretty good mood, and determined to finish what she had started. Scott did return as he said he would, although it did seem like a long time to Susan as she lay alone tied to the bed. But he returned with a smile and the first thing he did was untie her before leading her to the only working bathroom in the house. Susan was very happy to see it, squatting over open ground was getting pretty old, and there was even the remains of a roll of toilet paper for her to use… heaven!

Then Scott brought her downstairs, where he had laid out some food on the old dining table. It was only a burger, fries and a milkshake, but compared to nothing but water and energy bars it was a feast, and Susan fell on it with gusto. It was still embarrassing though, sitting there eating her food while completely nude, but Scott acted like it was all completely normal and filled the time with conversation. This time Susan learned a little more about him, how he was an only child whose mother had died when he was thirteen, and how much respect he had for his father. It felt strange how much at ease Susan felt, given her circumstances, but his kindness and his gentlemanly manner made her like him more and more. Could this be… the one?

But Scott was in more of a hurry than he showed, and it wasn’t long before he told her that he had to go. “I’ve been off the grid far too long already today,” he said to her. “My dispatch thinks I’m taking care of some personal business, but Dad would have a fit if he knew I was keeping one of his cars off the job this long. So it’s time to get moving again, sorry.”

“Okay,” replied Susan with a smile, “I didn’t mean to ruin your day!”

Scott laughed and went into the kitchen, where he pulled a familiar looking bag from one of the cupboards. It was the bag Susan had left at the twenty mile marker, the one with all her chains. “Stand up,” he said, looking at her.

“But, I didn’t plan on going back chained up!” Susan said, feeling a little nervous again.

Scott just looked at her in thought for a moment before replying. “Sue, if you can tell me honestly that you hadn’t at least thought about finishing your trip in bondage, then I will let you go as you are. But you have to be honest with me.”

Susan took a breath, looking into his eyes. But something about him stopped her from protesting. She had a feeling, rightly so, that he could tell if she tried to lie to him, and honestly she had thought about it. So she stood, her eyes dropping.

Scott started by spraying her all over with bug spray, a process that pretty much exposed her entire body to him and made her blush furiously. Then he began to replace the chains she had removed, except for her hobble. And while he did so he talked. “You know, I am very impressed by what you have achieved over the last few days. Especially since I have been up and down this highway myself several times and didn’t have a clue you were out there. A part of me though, a BIG part of me, wants to take you back to your car and send you home because I don’t think you really grasp how dangerous your little trip was!”

Susan felt the final clicks of the locks as her hands were trapped behind her again, and she closed her eyes, hardly listening to him. This was the first time ever that someone had chained her up, and the feel of the metal against her skin and the casual contact of his hands against her nude body was sending shivers all through her.

“You didn’t tell anyone where you were going,” Scott continued, apparently oblivious to his affect on her, “so if you had gotten into trouble, then no one would have known where to look!” He took her by the shoulders and turned her to face him. “I have a good mind to take you over my knee before I send you out,” he said with a smile, and Susan smiled back.

“Sorry,” she said quietly, looking away again.

“Yes, I should take you back,” Scott whispered after a moment, now aware of the affect his closeness was having on the bound girl in front of him. To be honest he was feeling it himself, and he gently touched the wide metal collar about her neck, admiring the way the lock fitted flush into the band, and how it looked against her skin. “I remembered what this was called,” he said quietly. “Heaven’s Hell, I believe. Weighs over a pound, right?”

“Right,” Susan whispered back, her senses tingling. She was feeling so much at that moment, the weight of her chains, the warmth of the room, the dusty floor beneath her feet and his scent in the air… she could hardly breath.

“I never forget a collar,” was what he replied, before leaning down and kissing her softly, just a short pressing of lips, but enough to make the two of them flush with embarrassment.

“Er… yeah,” Scott said, moving away. “Look, I need to lock up here, so let’s head out. You can wait until dark out in the yard, you should be fine.”

Susan said nothing, but she was smiling as he took her upper arm and led her down into the basement.

“The only reason I’m letting you finish is because I know how important this is to you. And I locked your hands behind you again just to make it a little more interesting. But I don’t plan on hobbling you because I don’t think it is THAT safe, even with me knowing you are out there. Besides, I also have another challenge for you.”

“What’s that?” Susan asked playfully, finding herself trusting this man that she had only just met.

Scott didn’t say another word until they were outside again and he had locked the storm door he had accidentally left open the last time he was there. But then he faced her. “Without your hobble, I think you can make it back to your car in one night. It’s about eleven or twelve miles to where you left it, but you’ll have a lot of time to do it. I don’t know if you are a jogger or not, so that may even make it easier! I’m going to leave the keys to your chains behind the right front tire, and if you make it by dawn, there will be a surprise for you inside.”

“A surprise, what surprise?” asked Susan.

“If I told you, then it wouldn’t be a surprise now, would it,” Scott replied with an exaggerated evil grin.

They both laughed and Scott headed to his patrol car. “Just be careful out there, Susan,” he said when he opened the door. “I’ll be about tonight, maybe I’ll catch you in passing. But don’t take any mad risks, okay? I want to see you again, but not as a statistic.”

Susan nodded, she wanted to see him again too. “I’ll be careful, I promise.”

Scott looked at her one more time before climbing into his car and driving off, leaving Susan alone once more. And both of them regretted it. So she waited, pulling gently at her bondage and doing a bit more exploring of the farm yard. But for the most part she saved her strength and kept her thoughts focused on the task ahead, no matter how hard it was to stop thinking about this new guy in her life.

What a day!

When it was dark enough for her to have confidence enough in her invisibility, she made her way quickly out of the yard and down the driveway to the highway. She had thought about trying to jog it, but not only was she not a runner, but she was well built enough up front to make much running rather painful after a while. So she settled for the ground eating walking pace that she had used earlier, only slightly hampered by her hands being locked behind her. She avoided cars that passed her by and only slowed as she got to the little town she had passed through earlier.

But the town was a bigger problem now than it was the last time. It was earlier in the night, and the bar was still open. There was no one on the street, but as she watched from the shadows the door to the bar opened and someone came out. They wobbled to a car and eventually drove away, but the town still seemed a little too active for Susan’s safety. Yet she was faced with the same dilemma. Go through or go around. Going around would add miles and be pretty hard on her feet, but going through at a dead run wouldn’t even take a couple of minutes, even though she was more exposed!

It had been such a good day, maybe luck was still with her… she hoped.

So she took a deep breath and made a dash for it, running as fast into the light as she could with her hands locked behind her. Her bare feet hardly made a sound as she flew down the sidewalk and she thought she might make it until the bar door opened again almost in front of her. Three guys came stumbling out as she passed by, and none of them missed the sight of this beautiful young naked woman running down the street. The three guys all yelled, one of them reaching out and almost grabbing Susan, cheering her on and making the usual drunken comments. But she kept going, hoping they were too drunk to follow. If they had been on foot, she would have gotten away easily, but their truck was parked right there and in no time at all they were in hot pursuit. They were not going to let a prize like Susan simply run away from them, they had their pride and their misbegotten ideas as to what she was doing out there with no clothes on.

Susan heard the truck coming and tried to pick up some more speed. She hoped to reach the darkness at the edge of town where she thought she might lose them. But the truck’s bright headlights lit her up like Times Square, and her hopes of getting away from those guys vanished fast in her mounting panic. Miracles do happen though, and this miracle took the form of even more lights flashing behind her, colored lights that made Susan take a risky look over her shoulder as she continued to run. What she saw made her heart stop for a moment before she realized that what she was looking at was a GOOD thing. It was a cop car… a cop car that had turned its siren on to finally get the attention of the drunks in the truck… a cop car that was pulling them over… it was Scott!

Immensely glad that he had been there, she continued to run until her heart felt like it would burst and she was clear of the town, before collapsing in a ditch to rest for a little while. And with a big smile on her face she kept saying “Thank you, Scott!”

“But officer, I swear to you! There was this naked chick running down the sidewalk, we all saw her!” said the driver of the truck, handing over his license to the cop who had pulled him over. His buddies sitting next to him all chimed in too, trying to convince the guy that it was true and all eager to continue the chase.

But the cop didn’t seem to be in a hurry at all as he slowly pulled out his ticket book. “Yeah, right,” he said. “And I bet you can see pink elephants too, guys, am I right?”

The threesome in the vehicle protested, but there was nothing they could do as Scott proceeded to do a sobriety test on the driver, a long and detailed one in order to give Susan as much time as he could. He had known that the most dangerous spot on her journey had been right here, and had been waiting so he could provide just the proper block on anyone who saw her. It was the best he could do for her, and his thoughts were happy as he told the driver to “Walk the line!”

Out in the darkness Susan kept going. She was still a little scared because of the close disaster, but like Scott she knew that the most dangerous part of the trip was now behind her. Walking the highway in the dark was the easiest part of all, for she could see anyone coming a mile away and would have plenty of time to hide. As she walked she thought about things, and one thing that came coming back to her was how right Scott had been. This WAS a stupid thing to do, especially since no one knew she was doing it. But up until now there hadn’t been anyone for her to trust enough to confide in. And now there was! Now there was.

Perhaps she was reading too much into things. Maybe he was helping her now just to be friendly, or, since he was a guy, because she was naked. But maybe what had happened today was the start of something good… something right. Something… warm and comforting. Lord she needed it, she really did. So consumed by these thoughts and feelings was she that the miles passed faster than she realized. For there was the factory ahead of her, and the sky still mostly dark.

With a big sigh of relief at being able to go home soon, she approached the factory with little caution, ready to get out of her chains. Unfortunately, her car wasn’t where she had left it. Susan almost went into shock, thinking that it had been towed after all, when she spotted it in another part of the parking lot. Susan had originally parked the car in the dark, well away from any of the parking lot lights. But there it was, directly under one. It had to be Scott, and she almost laughed with relief. She looked about to see if she could spot his patrol car, but it wasn’t around, which disappointed her. So she simply shrugged and headed boldly into the light once more, not caring at that point if anyone could see her. Susan trusted that the keys would be where he told her he would put them, and that soon she would be free.

They were, and in moments she had her hands free and was using the car key still attached by chain to her collar. As she opened the door she wondered what her surprise was as she had made it to the car before dawn, and after a moment of searching she found out what it was. Her clothes were gone. There was however a note taped to the steering wheel. It said…

“I left your clothes in the house back at the farm, I don’t think you will need them to get home.
If you do, then you are welcome to come get them although you will have to wait around until lunch time for me to show up, and I promise to take you someplace nice if you do.
If you do go home without them, then be careful. I’ll call you later in the week and we can arrange how you can get them back.
Hope I see you soon.

Susan smiled as she read the note, and sat for a while in the gathering dawn wondering what to do. It wouldn’t be the first time that she had needed to sneak back into her apartment in the nude, even in daylight. So that wasn’t important. It was seeing Scott again so soon that filled her thoughts. Looking at the note, and remembering all the things he had done to her so far, Susan felt that any relationship with that man had to be interesting. And she still did have a couple of days left of her vacation.

So, what to do… home or the farm.

With a soft smile on her face, she started the car and drove off into the sunrise, the beginning of a whole new day.



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