The Snatch

After finalizing the plan with your girlfriend, you tingle with excitement. The lengths she would go to and the **** she is ready to inflict on her own sister is incredible. You sleep that night, ready to hatch the most daring plan of your life.

Timing is critical. Cassidy is heading out on a 2 week trip in a month. If everything is ready by then, you can grab her before hand, and no one will search for that entire period. You liquidate assets in order to buy an old warehouse on the edge of town. The transaction is in cash; it’d do no good to leave a trail. Your girlfriend visits the property regularly, outfitting her sisters new gilded cage.

A few days before the trip, you approach her. “Are you sure about this? There’s no going back once we make this happen”, you ask, nervous after all this she might back down. “Fuck yes, let’s break this bitch” she smiles, kissing you as she does. You are more important to her than the very freedom of her sister. “I have something to show you”, she whispers.

The two of you drive out to the isolated property. She is shivering with excitement as she pulls you toward the small building. Down a flight of stairs and through a long corridor she takes you, finally opening a large reinforced door. Inside is a fairly standard looking apartment. It has a bed, a kitchen with a microwave, a treadmill and tv, and a bathroom, though an open one. It looks fairly cozy, and if the furniture and appliances weren’t bolted down, it could almost fool a casual observer. Of course, they’d be cued in by the final feature of the room: chains everywhere. Chains to bind Cassidy on the bed, over the table, to the toilet; anywhere you wanted to take her.

Carrie was bouncing slightly, and looked ready to explode. “Do you like it?”, she asked, worry in her eyes. “It’s perfect”, you reply, feeling your erection rise.