Superhero's boyfriend kidnapped

"Mmmmmmm mmm!" I plead with my kidnapper, but the gag is tied tightly over my mouth.

"Don't bother pleading for help. No one can hear you out here. You probably don't even need to be gagged but I prefer having your mouth covered. You look and sound much better that way."

Im tied up and gagged on the floor of his hideout. Im wearing a tight white t shirt, very short tight black spandex shorts that go up high on my thighs and waist and show off my smooth legs. My wrists are tied up behind my back with rope and my legs are tied together around my ankles. Another rope is wrapped around my torso several times bind my arms to my sides. And I've been gagged with a white cloth tied over my mouth. The bad guy Nightstalker stands over me. I stretch my body out and struggle. I twist my hips around and try to flex my legs against the ropes. "Mmmmmm! Mmmff!""

"I've been wanting to get you in my clutches for a while. I saw your picture in the paper, looking so hot in your short tight spandex shorts. What incredible legs and body. And then when I discovered that you were secretly the boyfriend of my superhero nemesis Jet, I knew Id have to kidnap you and tied you up and gag you. If Jet comes to rescue you, hell be walking right into my trap."

He laughs maniacally. I roll my head back and "Mmmmmmmff" desperately.

Let me tell you how I ended up tied up and gagged in the clutches of the bad guy. Im Peter Green. Im a young innocent reporter with the big newspaper. im new to the paper and they keep giving me silly assignments. The head of the paper thinks im just a pretty boy so he has me covering fashion and stuff like that. He told me I have a nice body and really nice legs and he had me do a video assignment where I tried on and reviewed different spandex shorts. It wasn't so bad because I do really like wearing spandex shorts, they make me feel hot. But I want to do bigger stories. So I often do my own unauthorized investigations and sometimes I get myself into some trouble.

A few months ago I was doing a story on a smuggling operation. I found out where the main warehouse was and went to take pictures. I put on a special outfit that I always wear when I go undercover: tight white t shirt, very short tight black spandex shorts and white sneakers. I secretly feel really hot in this outfit, but it also helps me be nimble when IM sneaking around. I went out to the warehouse and started taking pictures. I was getting great evidence when suddenly, someone grabbed me from behind and covered my mouth with their hand. "Mmmmmmm!" I tried to break free, but he held me tightly up against his body and pressed his hand firmly over my mouth.

"What have we here? I nosy little snoop."

"Mmmmmmm!" I plead.

"Oh no, you're not going anywhere. Come on." He holds my wrists behind my back and keeps his hand over my mouth as he walks me over to the warehouse. "Hey boss, I captured this boy taking pictures."

"Well done. I recognize you boy," says the boss. "Your that young reporter."

He comes up close to me. The other man holds me tightly upright and keeps his hand over my mouth. I breathe deeply and quickly through my nose and making vulnerable eyes at the boss. He looks me up and down. "Very nice. You picked a good outfit to wear to day. A good outfit to get kidnapped in."

"What should we do with him?"

"Lets take him inside and tie him up and gag him. You'll be coming with us my dear."

"Mmmmmmm! mmmmmff!" He pulls me inside.

"get something to tie this boy up with." Another man gets a white t shirt and rips it into a few long strips. They hold me upright still with my mouth covered and they tie my wrists behind my back. Then they tie my long smooth legs together at the ankles. I twist and struggle but they've got me tied tight. One of the men keeps holding me tight and keeps his hand over my mouth. Then they tie a white cloth about 2.5 inches wide over my mouth tightly. The guy keeps holding me upright. "You look pretty hot all tied up with that gag over your mouth," says the boss. "Maybe if your reporter career doesn't work out you can become a bondage model." He laughs.

Then suddenly from above someone speaks. "Let him go."

I look up. Its the superhero Jet! He jumps down and starts fighting the bad guys. He's much better than them and easily knocks them out. The guy holding me pulls me over to the side. I try to call out but he keeps his hand firmly over my gagged mouth. The superhero knocks out all the other guys and starts to come for the guy who's got me.

"Not another step or the boy gets hurt."

Jet looks like he's about to back down, but then he throws a secret ball that hits the bad guy in the head and knocks him out. He falls down and I stand there all tied up and gagged in front of Jet. He looks at me for a little. He's really attractive. He's older than me in his late thirties. He wears no mask, a grey spandex long sleeve shirt, a short black cape, short tight black spandex shorts and grey leather boots that go up just under his knees. He checks me out for a minute. I breathe deeply. My cheeks are all flush. I kind of like being on display for him all tied up and gagged. I feel really sexy like that and I can tell he likes looking at me. Im getting a rush and my dick starts to get hard in my spandex shorts. He comes over and unties my gag.

"Thanks for saving me."

"Dont mention it. Ive been following you this week to make sure you didn't get into any trouble. I had a feeling you might end up like this at some point."

"Well good thing you did!"

He's about to untie me but I stop him. "Wait. Before you untie me, Im embarrassed to say this but IM feeling a little turned on by this situation."

"I can see that," he says looking at my growing hard on.

"Maybe you could cover my mouth again just for a little."

"I think I know what you want." He goes behind me and covers my mouth with his hand. "Mmmmmmmmm!" I moan and shut my eyes and lean my haead back over his shoulder. I feel so hot all bound and with his hand over my mouth. My dick is rock hard in my spandex. He keeps one hand over my mouth and and holds my spandex covered dick with the other. He rubs it slowly, but Im so turned on Im already feeling I might cum. He holds me and rubs me for a few more minutes then I moan and cum. Its the hottest experience Ive ever had. After he unties me fully.

"Thanks again. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't rescued me."

"It was my pleasure."

"Maybe I can see you again?"

"I would like that. But I need to stay secret. If someone knew you were dating me they might try to kidnap you."

"I understand."

Then he kisses me. He gives me back my camera. "Heres your camera. You'll need it to publish your big story."

He leaves just as the police are arriving. Later the next day I publish the story. It includes a description of how I got tied up and gagged, but I leave out the part where Jet rubbed my dick while covering my mouth.

Over the next few weeks me and Jet develop a relationship where we help tip each other off to different criminal activities going on in the city. I never know when he's going to show up, but when he does, we exchange info. I tell him that I can't stop think about him ever since he rescued me. He says he thinks about me too. He kisses me and says," You're my boyfriend now. I'll make sure to protect you. But we need to be secretive. Someone may decide to kidnap you if they know we're together."

What he didn't realize is that we were being watched by one of nightstalkers henchmen! He was following Jet. He gets on a radio and talks to Nightstalker. "Hey boss. I found out who Jet is dating. It's that hot boy reporter from the newspaper. The one who Jet saved from being kidnapped the other week."

"Ah yes," said Nightstalker. "I had a feeling it was him. He's such a pretty young reporter."

"Should I grab him?"

"Not yet. I have abetter plan for how I can capture that boy. And once I have him in my clutches, we'll be able to set a trap for the handsome Jet."

The next day my boss tells me he has an interesting assignment for me. "Theres a photographer who read about your little ordeal. He wants to do a full photo spread on you for his magazine. You're attracting a lot of attention since you almost got kidnapped." I blush. I've never done any modeling before, but it sounds kind of exciting. I'm told to meet at the photographers studio. And he wants me to wear a similar outfit to what I wore when I was kidnapped. I put on a tight yellow t shirt and my shortest tightest black spandex shorts. The shorts are high waisted with a little Nike logo on the side. They go up super high on my smooth long thighs. I also wear white tennis shoes and yellow tube socks that go up just under my knees. I look really hot. I head out to the photographers studio. The photographer comes to the door and checks out my body before letting me in. "You look even better in person. Very nice legs. I like your choice of outfit." He told me that a lot of his readers wanted to see some hot photos of me in my spandex shorts. I blush, but its very exciting. He has me stand against a backdrop with some bright lights on me. im so nervous. he starts taking me picture. "Let's see you show off those nice legs." I pose for him with my hand on my hip touching the top of my thigh. I try to look really sexy and vulnerable. "Wow, you're a natural. You have such a good body, you should quite reporting and just do this." I turn around a little so he can get a view of my ass. I feel so sexy getting my photo taken in my short tight spandex shorts. After a while he says to me, "Id like to do something a little different.t What if we recreated your kidnapping ordeal? I think my readers would like to see that."

"What to you mean?"

"Id like to take some picture of you tied up and gagged. Just fun kinky pictures. So many readers have told me that they get turned on by your story of you getting captured and they wish they could see you like that. What do you say?"

It's defiantly exciting to me. But something doesn't feel right. im all alone and I don't know much about this guy.

"Maybe another time. I should be going now."

But then two guys come out and corner me up against the photo backdrop. The photographer starts laughing. I knew something was up. And I thought I regnozied him. It's Nightstalker, Jets evil arch nemesis! He's got me trapped.

"You've walked right into my trap, my pretty young thing. I thought I might be able to talk you into getting tied up and gagged, but I guess your smarter than you look."

"Nightstalker!"

"When I found ut you're Jets boyfriend, I knew I would have to capture you. Now hopefully Jet will come to your rescue and I'll be able to catch him as well."

"Are you kidnapping me?"

"Precisely." He nods to one of his henchmen. The man come behind me and grabs hold of both of my arms. He holds me tightly up against his body.

"What are you going to do to me? Are you going to tie me up and cover my mouth?"

"Of course. This is a kidnapping. Put your hand over his mouth. Can't have him calling out for help." The man holding me clamps his hand over my mouth.

"Mmmmmm!" I instinctively moan. He presses his hand firmly over my mouth and pulls my head slightly over his shoulder. he holds my hands tightly behind my back. "Mmmmmm mmmm!" Nightstlaker comes up close to me.

"Yes boy, struggle. Your my captive now." He nods to his other man. "Tie him up."

He takes out some white rope and ties me up. He ties my wrists behind my back while the other man keeps his hand over my mouth. Then he ties my smooth legs together around my ankles.

"Perfect," says NIghtstlaker. "now, time to make a little video for your boyfriend."

They get the video camera and film me. The man holds me upright, all tied up, and he keeps his hand over my mouth. NIghtstlaker talks to the camera.

"Hell Jet. As you can see, we've kidnapped your little boyfriend. We've got him all tied up in his sexy spandex shorts. I can't blame you for liking him, he's quite a hot young reporter. A bit too curious for disown good though. Whats that boy?"

"Mmmmmm! mmmmmm!" I plead desperately to the camera.

"My henchman had to cover his mouth. He is quite talkative. He sounds much better with a hand over his mouth. If you ever want to see him again, you'll have to come find him. He'll be tied up and gagged and waiting for you."

They turn the video off. "Lets get him to the plane."

The man lifts me up a little a carries me out back where theres a futuristic plane. He keeps his hand over my mouth. They bring me on the plane. He takes his hand off my mouth for a minute. "You won't get away with this. Jet will----MMmmmmmmff!" He ties a long green cloth over my mouth. It's about 2.5 inches wide and goes from just under my nose to the tip of my chin. "Mmmmmm mmmmmff!" He ties the cloth tightly over my mouth. I shut my eyes and roll my head back as he ties it behind my head. "Mmmmm!"

"That s better. I like my captive boy to be gagged. You look and sound much better. Get comfortable. We're going for a ride."

They sit me down on the floor up against the wall. A stretch my bound legs out in front of me with my knees bent. They take off. I struggle for a little, but then give up and submit to being kidnapped. What will happen to me next???

The ship flies for several hours. They keep me tied up and gagged the whole time. Im still wearing my sexy outfit. Tight yellow t shirt, short tight black spandex shorts with the nike logo on the hip, white tennis shoes and yellow tube socks that go up just under my knees. They've got me tied up with rope. my hands are tied behind my back and my legs are tied together at the ankles. Theres a clean green cloth tied over my mouth. Ive stopped struggling, knowing theres no way for me to escape. SO I've submitted to being kidnapped, tied up and gagged. I sit on the floor against the wall with my back really straight and erect. I have my long smooth legs out in front of me with my knees bent a little. I watch my kidnappers with wide vulnerable eyes. As much as I know I need to escape, im getting secretly excited by this situation. Ive always had secret fantasies about being kidnapped just like this. I used to tie myself up and gag myself, always wearing some short tight spandex shorts like im wearing now. I would imagine being a boy detective and getting captured by the bad guys, grabbed and gagged and tied up. Maybe I decided to get a job as an investigative reporter so I could get captured at some point. Every time I would put on my sexy spandex shorts and a tight t shirt, I would secretly hope that a man would like the looks of my long smooth legs and decide to kidnap me. Now its happening for real just like in my fantasies and Im starting to get turned on. I can't help but move my hips a little sensually and press my growing hard on into my tight spandex shorts. It feels so good to be tied up and gagged...

The ship finally lands. The henchman pick me up. One of them holds me from behind. he takes my gag off but quickly covers my mouth with his hand again. "Mmmmm!" The other unties just my legs and they walk me into the bad guys hideout. I try to brace my legs and break free from them, but the man holding me pulls me in tightly into his body. He holds his hand over my mouth tightly and pulls my head back slightly over his shoulder. "mmmmmm mmmm!" The lead me inside. Nightstalker is waiting for me. The henchman holds me upright in front of him with one of his arms wrapped around my body and his other hand still covering my mouth. I look at NIghtstalker with wide vulnerable eyes. "Mmmm mmmmm!" I plead. "Im afraid I can't hear you with his hand over your mouth. But I prefer you that way. You look much better tied up and gagged. Perhaps if your reporting career doesn't work out you could become a bondage model." "Mmmmm mmmm!" Nightstalker tells his henchman to take his hand off my mouth.

"You won't get away with this. Jet will rescue me."

"I hope he tries. We'll be waiting to kidnap him as well. I've left him some complicated clues to help him find my hideout. but when he finds you he'll be walking right into my trap."

"Jet will outsmart you. You'll see."

"You weren't able to outsmart me and you seem quite smart. You were easy to kidnap."

"What are you going to do with me now? I suppose you'll be keeping me tied up and gagged."

"Of course." He nods to his henchman. He puts his hand over my mouth again and holds me tight. "Mmmmmmmff!" These guys really like covering my mouth. It's starting to turn me on again.

"Tie him up over here." They bring me to a pole. They untie my wrists and tie them up behind my back behind the pole. Then they tie more rope around my torso securing me to the pole. Then they tie my long smooth legs together at the ankles. I stretch my legs out long with my knees bent. Finally Nightstalker takes a roll of red duct tape. He cuts off a seven inch piece. He leans over me. "Now time to gag you again boy." I know I can't resist him, so I submit to the gag. I press my lips together and stick my face out. He presses the tape over my mouth and smooths it down a few times with his hand. "Mmmmmmmm mmmm!"

"Wow, you look very hot now. All tied up with your mouth taped. Your body looks so good all tied up, especially those long legs of yours. You did pick the perfect outfit to get kidnapped in."

"mmmmmm!"

They get out the video camera and film me again. I struggle for the camera and plead. "Mmmm mmmm!"

"As yo can see we have your boyfriend all tied up and gagged at my hideout. If you want to rescue him you'll have to find us. Don't worry, we'll keep him safe. He does look so sexy bound and gagged like this."

"Mmmmmff mmmmmm!"