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I silently debate whether or not to actually put the blindfold on, eventually relenting. What’s the harm? I think. Maybe she’s finally ready to take it up a notch in bed. This idea thrills me, as I had been pushing to do more for a while. Maybe with us being long distance, she’s finally ready to explore.

This thought sends an excited shiver down my spine as my member begins to stir. As I am blindfolded, I don’t have much else to do, and I begin to theorize about the upcoming surprise. Maybe she’ll finally let me try anal. The image flashes through my mind.

Or maybe it’s a threesome with her roommate!

I want to start rubbing myself through my pants, but the Uber driver would probably see me. So, I resign myself to sit there blinded, fantasizing about what was to come.

The SUV finally rolls to a stop after what felt like hours, and although I am tempted to take the blindfold off, I don’t want to ruin my surprise. I hear the driver get out of his seat, slamming his door behind him. I fiddle around until I find the handle of my door, attempting to push it open before realizing it was locked. “What the fuck?” I mutter under my breath.

I start to bang on the windows, asking loudly for the door to be unlocked. Suddenly I feel the entire vehicle move as my door is yanked open. Quicker than I could even comprehend a large hand is clasped around my throat, and I’m pulled clean from the car and thrown onto the ground. I lay there for a few seconds in shock, and then start to cough. It takes a couple seconds for me to regain my composure (the dusty, dirt road doesn’t help), and as I reach up to take my blindfold off my wrists are grabbed and painfully wrenched behind my back.

“Ow, fuck, that hurts! Who the fuck are you!? Why are you doing this!?” I yell out as I start to struggle a little. I can feel the hands clinching mine working on something metal, and before I know it my hands are handcuffed behind my back.

“Yo get this shit off me, man. What the actual fuck is going on!?!” I yell as I thrash about on the ground. I start kicking my legs out, hoping to connect with whoever my assailant was. Instead, they are grabbed too, and in an instant my feet are also shackled together. I begin to thrash around even more violently, determined not to go down without a fight. As I open my mouth to yell some more, a piece of fabric is stuffed into it, muffling me almost completely.

I flail around on the ground a little more, **** to break free of my bonds, but no matter what I did nothing budged. As I start to tire myself out, I feel that same large hand grab me by the back of the neck, lifting me to my trembling feet.

“Walk,” is all I hear a familiar gruff voice say as the hand on my neck begins to push me forward. With my feet bound I can barely move them an inch, and I fall flat on my face. Quickly I’m hoisted back up and instructed to walk again. I try to take as small steps as possible, but with that hand on my neck continually pushing me forward I fall again. Evidently this is enough for my assailant, as this time I am not even allowed to walk. I am effortlessly dragged by the neck, trying to wiggle out of his grasp but never even budging.

I hear a door open, and soon we are inside. I am thrust into a small chair, still bound and blindfolded. I feel someone fiddling with my handcuffs, and before I know it my hands are free. That freedom is very short lived, as each hand is grasped and tied to the arms of the chairs. My feet are unbound as well, my shoes and socks torn away, before my ankles are tied to the legs of the chair. I try to move, even just a little, but the chair must’ve been really heavy because I can’t make it move at all.

Suddenly my blindfold is ripped off my head. The bright lights of the room overpower my eyes for a few seconds, and when they finally adjust, I look up to see the most beautiful woman in the world. Riley, my loving girlfriend, is standing right in front of me.