[PackagedStories.net] But it was only Meant to be Photos... by Silvertape

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“So what exactly is it you want to do again?” I asked.

“PHOTOS!!” Amy smiled, snapping away at me with her camera, “I want to take lots of kinky snaps!”

I laughed, as I watched her put her camera down and and grabbed onto my arm. I’d been with Amy or about 2 years now. We’d met online, found we had many common interests – including a healthy liking for a bit of kink! We decided to meet up, and hit it off straight away. No-one made me laugh like she did. She had such an infectious laugh and sense of fun. She pushed and encouraged me to do, try and achieve things I’d never thought I could. She really was the best thing in my life, I thought as I gazed into those big blue eyes. Like whirlpools, they just drew you in. She kissed me and laughed again as she shook her long brown hair.

Though we got on fantastically in everyday life, where we really clicked was in the bedroom. Amy was just insatiable in the bedroom, with a devious mind and fiendishly creative streak. Sometimes it went a bit too far and a bit too wild and I had to reign her back in again – once or twice she had actually made me a bit uneasy, but we worked it out. We tended to switch, but I general preferred to be her sub, and her my Mistress – an arrangement that worked quite well really. I felt so lucky to have her. Men much more handsome and beefy pined for her, but all she ever wanted was me.

“Here we are,” I said. We pulled up and got out of the car into the quiet road. Amy had decided she wanted to take some kinky photos of me tied up in my car, and so we needed somewhere quiet to do it undisturbed. She had asked me to find somewhere, and so i dutifully obliged. I’d managed to find a quiet side road, with mainly trees on either side, and no real foot traffic. We got out and I went round to the trunk as Amy got out and stretched. She had a gorgeous figure, and looked so sexy in her zipped up tight black leather jacket. With it, she wore her black jeans and – my favourite – her sexy black boots. She smirked at me drinking in her image.

“Like what you see, Matt?” she giggled.

“Not bad,” I smiled, as I opened up the boot. Amy came round, and gazed at our collection of bondage toys. Rope, duct tape, ball gag, handcuffs; we had plenty to work with!

“Let’s get started then,” she said. We had a fantastic time – Amy certainly had her creative hat on. She cuffed me, bound me with rope, in the front seat, back seat, gagged, not gagged, photos through the back mirror. She was very artsy and great at photography, I could only dream of how awesome these pictures would look.

Eventually, she seemed mostly done, as we sat on the back seat with my hands cuffed behind my back.

“Enjoying yourself baby?” Amy asked as she leaned in towards me and kissed me tenderly on the lips. I could feel her sliding towards me and her hand began rubbing the crotch of my jeans.

“So far....” I smiled, kissing back. Amy smiled and sat back again, biting her lip.

“Do you mind if we try a few more shots?” she asked mischievously.

“Like what?”

“Well......I’d love to take some photos of you trussed up in the boot!” She smiled.

I laughed. She’s put me in the trunk of the car a few times in our games – she loved the idea of me being locked away as her plaything.

“Yeah, ok, sure” I smiled.

“YAY!” she clapped. She leant in and kissed me softly again, holding my face in my hands, “I love you Matt.”

“I love you more,” I whispered. Amy opened the door and we clambered out (me with more difficulty obviously) and she opened the trunk.

“In you get pet,” she laughed.

“Yes Ma’am” I joked, as I tried to clamber in. I made it, though Amy got a good laugh when I managed to fall flat on my face in there. That aside, things went well, and she snapped away as I squirmed in the boot.

“Got an idea!” she cried, as she made sure all of our gear was out of the boot. She reached down and grabbed another pair of cuffs. She fed them through the ones binding my hands and pulled my legs up. I heard the click of the cuffs as she effectively hogtied me.

“Comfy?” she giggled, as she started taking more pictures. I gave her a sarcastic grin.

I lay there wiggling in the boot, staring up at her as, after a while she took the camera away from her eyes. God she looked beautiful standing there, biting her lip as she watched me squirming. She had such a predatory look in her eye – if I didn’t know her better, I’d have almost been scared!

“Hmmm, now I fancy a bit of peace and quiet” she smiled, reaching up and putting her hand on the boot lid, a mischievous look on her face.

“I guessed you might,” I smiled. I tugged at the cuffs again. I certainly wasn’t going to be getting out on my own and the thought of being locked securely in the boot with my girlfriend sitting coolly in the front seat certainly turned me on. “Go ahead.”

“Great,” Amy smiled, “I’ve got a couple of phone calls to make. Have fun!” And with that, she slammed the boot shut on my bound form. Phone calls? What did she mean?

I listened intently as I heard the sound of her boots clicking on the road, and then the opening and closing of the car door. I tried to hear if she would say anything, to tease me further as she sat there, but instead she turned on the radio. All I could hear was the muted sound of some rock band I hadn’t heard of before. What was she doing? Looking at the photos she took? My god, maybe she was masturbating to them! The thought of that made me almost spasm with excitement. God I wish she’d left me able to touch myself! I struggled futilely against my metal bonds. I decided to just get comfortable and enjoy the feeling of helplessness.

I don’t know exactly how long I was there, but it felt like around half an hour. I was beginning to wonder what Amy was doing – I mean I know I enjoyed this, but she normally didn’t leave me in here for more than about 10 minutes. She normally couldn’t wait that long to get me out and get ‘at it’. Eventually, the radio clicked off and I heard my girlfriend get out of the car rather quickly, as if she was excited about something. I thought I heard some strange noises outside...

“Babe...?” I called out, hearing my voice bounce back at me from the walls of the trunk. I heard more noises, and then a click, and suddenly light poured in. I squinted, trying to get my eyes adjust to the light. I wish I hadn’t.

Amy was standing there, smiling at me. But next to her was Sean. I had a horrible sick feeling in my stomach.

“My God, you weren’t joking!” he laughed, as Amy giggled next to him “and he got in there himself?”

“I told you,” Amy giggled, “he’ll do anything for me, won’t you Matt?”

“W...what’s going on?” I stuttered. The sick feeling in my stomach was starting to get worse.

“Oh, I knew I forgot something!” Amy grinned. She reached into the front pocket of her leather jacket and to my horror pulled out a bright red ball gag.

“Amy, please...bab....mmmpppphhh!” I tried to cry out, but Amy wasted no time in forcing the ball deep into my mouth and buckling the gag tightly behind my head. All the time, Sean just stood there smiling at this turn of events. Why was he here? What was Amy doing?

Sean had had a thing for Amy since we started going out. He was constantly trying to chat her up. I knew full well that given the chance, he’d love to get me out of the way and have Amy to himself, but Amy had always insisted that she would never dream of leaving me for him. Suddenly, looking up at the two of them towering over me, I started to get very scared...

“There, now I CAN have some peace and quiet” Amy laughed. She turned round to face Sean and put her arms round his waist. She smiled, pulled him close and slowly kissed him on the lips. I cried out into my gag and struggled madly.

“Shut up loser!” Sean said, as he started moving his hands along her body. I felt so sick to my stomach. How can this be happening? It was like my worst nightmare! I bucked and shouted as best I could, but could do nothing as the two of them started to kiss and fondle each other more intently. Eventually, Amy broke away from the kiss and smiled.

“Fancy some fun in the backseat?” she purred, kissing him again.

“Sure!” Sean smiled. He glanced over and me squirming in the boot, “What about moron there?”

“Oh, just leave him in there. He loves it. Maybe he’ll enjoy listening to us fuck” she smiled, turning to look at me. “Sorry baby, but you seem a bit too tied up for any fun at the moment. Lucky I phoned Sean up and invited him over, hmm?”

I screamed into my gag, the two of them just smiled, as Amy reached out with one hand, keeping the other wrapped round Sean’s body.

“Don’t go anywhere honey, I’m not done with you yet...” she said, and promptly closed the trunk again, plunging me into darkness.

I couldn’t believe what was happening. Sean? Amy? My girlfriend? My baby? What was she doing? This was a game, it had to be surely. She was just doing all this to turn me on and give me a really wild ride. But why would she pick Sean? She knows what he’s like, what he wants! I listened in distress as the two of them giggled outside the car. I heard a bonk as the two of them bumped against the side of the car in each other’s arms. I could almost hear them kissing.

There was the sound of the car door, closer this time, as they climbed into the back seat. There could only have been about a couple of inches of back rest between me and them, so I could hear everything. I could hear as Sean unzipped Amy’s jacket. I could hear as she pulled at his trousers, and as he pulled off her top. Amy moaned as Sean began to kiss her again. I could hear as their movements became more frantic.

I struggled again. Maybe if Amy realised how uncomfortable I was, she’d stop. I cried into my gag and using all my strength, started thumping as best I could on the seat. All I heard was a muffled laugh from Sean.

“You hear something?”

“Not a thing....” came Amy’s voice, “now finish me off big boy!”

I did all I could to stop from getting upset as I heard the horrible sound of Sean fucking my girlfriend. She moaned in pleasure as the noises became louder, as they fucked harder and harder. I tried to blot out the noises as Amy gave out a great cry as she came. Then it all went quiet.

The silence seemed to last an eternity, but maybe that was just because of me. I had just heard my girlfriend, the most precious girl in my life have sex with another guy – in my own car! I thought I could hear hushed whispering, but to be honest I didn’t care. I was just too consumed in my own distress. It must be a game. Despite myself, I found that I was extremely hard. That angered me as much as anything. It was a game; that was it. Yeah it had been scary and exhilarating, but it was just a game. Any time now, Amy was going to open the boot, let me out and cuddle me better. I’d tell her I didn’t really enjoy it, we wouldn’t do it again, and that would be the end of it.

Suddenly light poured into the boot again, and through squinting eyes I managed to make out Amy’s shapely form – top and leather jacket back on. She smiled, at me, resting her hands on her knees.

“Hey baby, having fun? I know I am...” she bent down and kissed my gag. I thrashed and moaned into my bonds as she smiled evilly and brushed her brown hair from her eyes. “Oh poor baby, you weren’t expecting this were you! But shush now Matt, you know you want this really. You’ve been curious about this for a while, and you can’t hide that bulge in your trousers! I must admit I’m loving it!”

I blushed. She was right, I was curious about how it might feel to be tied up and watching my girlfriend get fucked by another man. But that was all, curious. I thought we’d talk about it of sorts if we wanted to head that way. And certainly not with Sean!

“I’m going to take this out now,” she stated, and she started rubbing my crotch slowly “and you’re not going to shout out are you? Hmmm?” I looked pleadingly at her, before realising I had no choice. I nodded.

“Good boy!” Amy clucked, and she pulled the gag out. I coughed and worked my jaw to stop the aching, before finally staring up at my girlfriend.

“Amy, honey, what’s going on? Why is Sean here?” I whined, as I looked at her hopefully “This is all a game isn’t it? That’s it. Just a game?”

“Awwwwwww baby,” Amy cooed, “You know I love you! Of course this is a game....” she smiled “...well maybe. Let’s see how things go eh? I haven’t quite made my mind up yet.” She laughed at my incredulous face, and quickly put a finger to my lips before I could say anything else. She looked so beautiful crouching there, her brown hair drifting in front of her bright blue eyes. I loved her so much.

“Now Matt, you need to listen carefully, because I don’t have all day. Now I need you to co-operate and relax now ok? I’m going to re-tie you and after that we can have some more fun...”

“Fun?” I muttered incredulously. “I don’t want any more stuff with Sean. What if I say no?” Amy just laughed.

“Oh baby, you haven’t really grasped it yet have you? You have no say in what happens right now. And if you do decide to be awkward, I’m just going to have to gag you again, lock the boot and head off with Sean and leave you here,” she stated matter-of-factly, “maybe I’ll give the key to someone – maybe not.” She grinned evilly as I looked despairingly at her. She knew I didn’t have a choice.

“Ok...”

“Excellent, now hold still and behave!” my ‘girlfriend’ said. She reached behind me and unlocked the cuffs binding me. I rubbed my wrists, as they as started to chaff painfully.

“Now strip!” Amy ordered.

“What???” I asked incredulously. I thought about resisting, but suddenly saw Sean come up behind her smiling. He was holding something, but I couldn’t make out what. Sean was a beefcake, worked out at the local gym every day, no way I could get away if he was there to stop me. I went to step out of the boot.

“Ah, I don’t think so pet, you stay and undress in there!” Amy cackled. I gulped, but didn’t complain. I felt so ashamed stripping off under the watching eyes of my girlfriend and her new lover. I swear I heard a faint laugh as I took off my underwear and Sean saw my penis.

“There he is!” Amy giggled, as she approached me with a roll of black duct tape that Sean handed to her, “don’t think I’ll miss him too much now I have Sean’s though!”

I can’t really remember, but I think I cried as she pulled my arms behind my back and started wrapping the tape tightly round them.

“Stop that now, honey, you know I love you!” she bent down and whispered in my ear “You know it’s all just a game...... don’t you?” She giggled again.

“Look at this Sean,” she crowed, pointing at my raging hard-on, “he loves when I truss him up like my possession!”

“It’s not like he’s anything more now is it?” Sean smirked, as he discreetly rubbed his crotch. But he was right. My chances of escape were slipping away more and more, with each wind of that black duct tape. Amy moved on to my ankles, then my knees and elbows, all the while my penis betraying my arousal. Once or twice it felt as though my girlfriend brushed against it as she bound me, far more securely than I had been before.

“One last thing now, babe!” Amy purred, as she held the ball gag in front of my face again. At this point, watching as Sean smirked at me and eying up my girlfriend’s gorgeous arse, I just couldn’t take it anymore.

“Amy please stop!” I begged, “Let me go, I want to go home!” But Amy just tutted and smiled at me.

“Oh dear baby, it’s far too late for that now,” as she forced the gag back into my mouth, and winked at me.

“Still, it’s so much more fun when you struggle...” she reached behind her and picked up the duct tape again, “I think for that little outburst your gag needs some extra reinforcement.” I squirmed and moaned as loud as I could as Amy tightly wrapped layer after layer of tight black tape around my mouth. Finally, she was done, and stood up to admire her handiwork.

“What do you think, babe?” she asked, turning to kiss Sean. He leaned in and pressed up against her, spooning her.

“He looks pathetic. No wonder you need a real man like me” he grinned, kissing her again. “You gonna tell him?”

“Sure,” Amy smiled. I struggled as much as I could against the tight tape, but there was nothing I could do as Amy sat down on the lip of the boot and stroked my head. Now she wasn’t standing in front of him, I could see what Sean had brought with him. It looked like a big sleeping bag.

“Well baby, Sean has invited me back to his flat for some more fun. But it looks like you’re still too tied up to satisfy me, so I’m going to accept,” she put a hand over my nose and laughed as I struggled for air. After about 10 seconds, she let go and stroked my hair again as I struggled for breath.

“Still with me?” she giggled, “Anyway, as I was saying, seeing as you’ve been such a good boy, we’re going to take you with us. We’re gonna zip you up nice and snug in that body bag Sean’s holding so no one can see we have a trussed up slave in our possession, dump you in the boot of his car and drive back to his.”

Amy laughed hysterically as she watched me struggle. This couldn’t be happening. Why me? What had I done!

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppphhhh!” i cried. I love you! But Sean just came over and unfolded the body bag. It was big and made of black thick leather, with a long zip along its length and multiple straps. My girlfriend must have seen the fear and confusion in my eyes and smiled, continuing to stroke my hair.

“Yeah babe, I’ve been planning this for a WHILE! I bought it with your debit card, I hope you don’t mind? Hah!”

“Come on wimp, get in the bag!” Sean said, as he roughly pushed me against the wall of the boot to get the bag in. I whimpered in pain as he roughly pulled my legs into the bag.

“Careful with him, he’s my pet after all!” Amy chipped in. I realised this was it. If I didn’t get out now, my fate would be entirely in the hands of Amy and this bully. I struggled and squirmed as much as possible, thrashing in my bonds, but it was useless. Sean just punched me in the stomach and told me to stop squirming. With that, I gave up. I’d lost her. There was nothing I could do now. I was going to become a piece of luggage -Amy’s luggage!

“I’m looking forward to fucking your girl again Matt,” he muttered at me under his breath, “a loser like you could never make her happy. She’ll see that, and then we’ll just get rid you. I’m looking forward to having her all to myself!” He patted me on the check and laughed as I cried out futilely into the gag. He smirked, straightened me out in the bag and let Amy move in front of him.

“Oh I love this bit!” she giggled, as she reached down and slowly began zipping the bag up to my head. I whimpered at the tightness, but Amy didn’t seem to care – if anything she seemed to enjoy it. She stopped as she reached the nape of my neck and gazed lovingly down at me.

“My baby...” she cooed, “all trussed up and packed just for me! What SHALL I do with you...” She carefully stroked my leather encased form. “Maybe we’ll take you up into Sean’s flat when we get there and have some fun with our new slave. Maybe we’ll just leave you down in the boot while we get on with more important things. After all you’re only luggage after all!” She laughed and reached down to stroke my face.

“Or maybe......” she clamped my nose shut again. The feeling of having no air burned my lungs as I bucked and thrashed far air. After what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few seconds, she let go. “......or maybe we’ll just dump you’re bagged arse on the kerb and let someone else find you. Maybe you’ll get trashed! Wouldn’t that be horrible?”

I moaned into my gag, desperate for Amy to stop, to say she loved me and to let me go. I just wanted things to go back to how they were...

“Anyway baby, must dash! All this has got me horny and I need a nice hard cock inside me,” she bent down and kissed my gagged mouth with a smile, “See you soon my sweet!” And with that, she zipped the bag up fully, muffling even further my gagged protests and sealing me away.

Amy and Sean quickly moved to pull the straps of my bag tight. I could hear them giggling at my futile struggling. I felt myself being lifted by the two of them and carried across the road. I begged that someone would see, but to the casual eye, Amy and Sean were just carrying a big bag to his car. They would have missed my frantic squirming unless they really looked hard enough. But I’d picked the spot well – no-one was here to see my kidnap.

With a thump, I felt myself dropped into the boot of Sean’s car, and a heeled boot pushing me to the back of the boot.

“What about his car?” I heard Sean ask.

“Just leave it here,” Amy said, as I could feel her hands stroking my bagged body.

“What shall we do with you...?” she mused.

“Let’s just leave him on a dumpster on the way. I’ve got some trash bags we can wrap and tape him in” Sean muttered.

“Hmmmm!” Amy said, “You’d like that wouldn’t you big boy!” I felt her hands disappear and a kissing sound.

“I’ll have a think....” I felt her whisper, closer to me now, “....you’re still my precious baby after all.”

There was a laugh, and suddenly there was a clunk and the boot slammed shut. “I suppose at least I’d have some great photos to remember him by!”

I heard the doors slam and the engine start up as the car began to drive away with me hidden in the boot. Despite everything, it turned me on to think of the rest of the world carrying on outside, obvious to the bound and gagged prisoner in the boot of the passing car. I really hoped this was just a game. I really hoped Amy was going to let me go. I squirmed again, but it was useless. The bonds were too tight, and the bag just made me even more helpless. I knew that if Sean got his way, I’d be out of the picture quicker than you could say ‘garbage’.

But then, I just relaxed in my bonds and admitted defeat. All I could do now was wait and see what would happen. Despite my fears (and God knows I was scared), I knew Amy. I trusted her. And after that last thing she said, about me still being her baby, I felt reassured. I felt more positive that this was just a big game that we were playing and eventually, after Amy had had her fun, I’d be let out and we’d cuddle each other to sleep that night like we always did. I knew she would never let anything happen to me....

....I hoped!

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