Alexis Castle Commission - When you're alone part 1 (Patreon)

Alexis Castle was humming a cheerful tune as she cleaned up the kitchen. She’d just enjoyed a healthy after study snack. 

The young redhead was wearing a dark grey nightgown which dropped a few inches beneath her cute butt. She’d put on her sleepwear shortly after getting back from her classes. 

Underneath the night gown she was still wearing her comfy yet snug black bra and matching panties. She was no longer wearing shoes either, having put on a pair of thick socks with anti-slip soles so she could walk around on them.

“I should wrap up my revision of today’s chapter, so I can call Sara about that guy from class.” She mused.

Today had been a great day for her. Her professor had complimented her contributions during his lecture, and a really cute guy had kept glancing her way for most of the 90 minutes they spent inside the aula.

She checked the clock: 9 pm.

“Guess dad will be coming home soon. I wonder if he’s had something to eat yet? Maybe I should’ve prepared two servings...”

Just as she pondered firing up the cooker again, the doorbell rang.

That's odd. The college student thought to herself. Who could be visiting at this hour?

She walked up to the door and checked the spyhole.

Through it she saw a tall, slender woman with long brown hair. 

She was wearing a dark blue, skin tight jeans that dropped over her high heeled boots and a black leather jacket over a light blue buttoned up shirt that fitted snugly around her medium-sized breasts.

Her face wasn’t clearly visible because she’d turned her head to the side momentarily, but Alexis didn’t need to see it to recognise her dad’s trusted partner: Kate Beckett, detective with the NYPD.

Her heart skipped a beat. Did something happen to dad?!

She hurriedly unlocked the door to let the detective in.

However, the second she opened the door and saw the visitor with her own eyes, Alexis knew she’d made a big mistake.

That’s not Kate! She realized instantly as the small differences in her posture were confirmed by the woman turning around and revealing a different face had been hiding under those gorgeous brown locks!

A split second after her gasp in shock, the red-haired student moved to push the door shut again. But the ominous grin on the woman’s face subconsciously made Alexis realize it was already too late.

Two men dressed from head to toe in black seemed to appear from nowhere and forced their way into the loft. The guy shoving Alexis back was six feet tall and, judging from the ease with which he overpowered her, was just as strong as his bulging muscles led to believe.

The other man meanwhile closed the door behind the brunette. He was even taller than his partner, but less bulky too. 

The black ski masks they wore meant their faces were just as obscured as the rest of their bodies, save for their dark brown eyes.

The woman seemed to be in charge, because she casually remained in the background whilst her subordinates focused on the college student. 

“No! Let go of me! HEE-mpfnnn!” Alexis had shouted before her voice was rudely cut off.

“Shut up!” The burly man whose hand was clamped over her mouth hissed. The thick leather of his glove felt uncomfortable as it squeezed around her jaw and cheeks, but she didn’t have the chance to pry it loose as the man quickly wrestled her shapely body down on the floor.

“MMNFFNHHNNR!” The red-haired student kept screaming for help, praying someone in the hallway would pass by and hear her.

“Damn, she is noisy!” The other man remarked as he kneeled beside her with a duffle bag. “Make sure you keep her quiet while I prepare the gag.”

Alexis’s eyes widened. Gag?! NO!

She started squirming even more frantically, kicking her legs since the man gagging her had wrapped one of his massive arms around hers and kept them pinned.

But to her despair, the second henchman responded by wrestling her legs together and sitting on them, containing her throes very effectively.

The combined force of these two brutes rendered the poor girl nearly completely immobile, powerless to stop them from shoving no less than three cotton handkerchiefs past her soft pink lips.

Alexis’ eyes bulged as the men shoved one cloth after another past her soft lips.

It’s too much! And they’re pushing it too deep. If they keep going, I won’t be able to breathe!

“Mnnfff!” The redhead whimpered at her assailants' invasive gag. But to her despair, nothing more than a whisper made it past the gag.

She coughed and gagged as her mouth was stuffed to the brim, barely able to close anymore and thus ‘assisted’ to do so by one of the men’s hands clamping on her jaw.

He also kept her head steady whilst the other pasted three strips of tape over her lips to keep them shut and the stuffing inside. 

After that he started wrapping a long length of the wide, grey tape around her head.

Alexis figured the purpose was to keep the three strips sealing her lips secure, but to her surprise the burly man didn’t stop after a single tour around her head. He made sure to very carefully apply the tape along her cheeks and the back of her head, even pressing down her hair flat so it remained in shape. But after the first layer was stuck on and neatly smoothed, he carried on to paste a second one right over it, a few inches higher to cover even more of her skin!

The second layer was just as smooth, and made the entire gag feel even more rigid and secure.

Then came a third layer, again overlapping mostly with the previous ones and partly covering more of her skin. This one had climbed so high it brushed just below her nostrils.

Her fourth wrapping gradually moved down to height of the first layer, whilst the fourth began moving further down to cover more skin that way.

“Mnnff!” She whimpered silently.

That’s five layers already. Alexis realized as she unintentionally counted along. How many more is he going to add? I already can barely feel the addition of tape.

But the kidnapper kept going.

Six... Seven... Eight... GOD! When is he going to stop?!

Alexis shook her head impatiently to get her point across, but the other captor grabbed her by the neck to hold her steady so his accomplice could continue to add more neat layers on top.

“mnnff...” The redhead mewled.

I don’t even know how many times he’s gone around my head anymore. Is he going to keep going until that roll runs out?

She glanced over at duct tape. The massive roll hardly seemed any smaller!

He can’t possibly add all of that! She protested mentally. I can already barely move my jaw anymore from how tight this is all feeling. Any more and I’ll start getting a sore neck from carring all the weight.

Eventually though, her kidnappers slowed down. And when the lower half of Alexis’ beautiful face was almost completely obscured, her kidnapper finally ripped off the tape and carefully smoothed it over so you could no longer notice spot the end of the mile-long strip, let alone pick at it to loosen it.

“Mnnnnff!” She screamed in fear and panic, but she could barely move her jaw anymore underneath the countless layers of tape.

This is hopeless! No one is going to hear me like this!

The man who’d wrenched her arms behind her back suddenly tightened his hold whilst the other guy began working on the college girl’s long and slender legs.

“Make sure to use a lot of tape. She’s pretty damn feisty for such a thin brat.”

Alexis looked at the large roll of tape the other man suddenly produced.

Is he going to use all of that?! I’ll be wrapped up head to toe!

“Relax, I know what I’m doing.” The guy replied as he started by crossing her ankles and making three loops around them to secure them together. He even made a pass around her feet to keep those from wriggling. Luckily she had her socks on, but even with those her wrapped those layers so tightly she could barely twitch her poor feet after he was done!

The kidnapper then made another set of triple wraps around her calves, just above her knees and halfway up her thighs, just below her nightgown which had already become crumpled from her constant squirming.

When he finally stopped wrapping up Alexis’ legs, the poor redhead could barely twitch them anymore. No matter how hard she tried, pulling them apart seemed impossible.

“mnnnff!” She mewled nervously.

It’s so tight! And the way they taped my ankles probably means I won’t even be able to stand up!

She didn’t have time to try that however. Because her kidnappers weren’t done yet.

“Good, now do her arms.” The other guy told his mate.

The slender student felt how her captor momentarily relaxed the hold on her arms, no doubt to let his partner work more freely. But it also provided her with an opportunity to lash out.

She abruptly yanked her right arm free and dug her nails into the man’s neck, digging them deep enough so she scratched his skin.

“Aaarrhh!” He yelled from anger and pain.

The red haired girl had attacked him not just to fight back, but to gather DNA of her attacker.

Although part of her also felt extremely satisfied at making one of these jerks cry out in pain.

“You BITCH!” He shouted, further enraged by his captive defiantly glaring at him.

The man raised his hand to slap her. Alexis squeezed her eyes shut and shrunk back out of reflex.

“HOLD IT!” The woman suddenly interfered. 

Alexis opened her eyes and looked up at the tall, slender brunette.

“What did I tell you?” She said sternly. “Not a hair on her head is to be harmed. If you can’t do your job, then get out of the operation.”

Rationally, Alexis knew this woman’s reason for protecting her was probably to prevent antagonizing the cops by showing images of a bruised victim. But a corner of her mind couldn’t help but feel... grateful for the woman ‘coming to her rescue’.

“Tsk. Fine.” Her henchman growled as he tightened his grip on her arms again, making the redhead moan softly. “But we’re doing something about those hands!”

His partner responded by balling Alexis’ hands into fists and wrapping them up in tape before focusing on her arms.

As the taller of the two kidnappers wrapped her wrists and a substantial part of her lower arms in several layers of tape, Alexis tried flexing her fingers. But to her despair, the sticky tape was so strong she couldn’t move a single one!

This means I won’t even be able to pluck at the tape!

The pit in her stomach grew into a chasm as her hopes of escape during transport flew out the window.

And her attackers were still adding more tape!

After her wrists, the man holding her arms moved to press her elbows together. The cute college student groaned into her thick gag as her back was forced to arch. Her perky breasts began to bulge inside her bra and the fabric of her nightgown suddenly felt a lot tighter than usual.

What is he doing to me?!

The answer came when that unnerving feeling of tape sticking to her body hit her again. Luckily the sleeves of her night dress protected her skin this time around. But the helpless redhead still moaned loudly as the strain on her arms and back continued to build from her kidnapper’s fiendish move.

Since she kept fit with regular sporting activities, Alexis was somewhat flexible. But even if she could bear it, a pose like this was something she never even considered adopting!

But worse than the uncomfortableness was how limited her movement range had become.

This is too tight! I can’t move my arms at all anymore!

“pmnff (please).” She tried to plead to have that last addition of tape removed. But her voice barely made it through the gag. And the kidnappers didn’t even pay attention to it.

“That should do it.” The man holding the tape declared.

“No.” His partner replied, clearly still annoyed about the gash in his neck. “She’s going to be a handful if we don’t take care of her properly from the start.”

He held out his hand to take over the roll of duct tape.

Once he got his hands on it, he pulled out a long length of tape to start with and wrapped it around her upper body, starting with a few loops that ran just below her chest and moving on to the same amount running above it. 

The burly man took care to also pin down her upper arms underneath his many wraps, further securing her arms by pressing them against Alexis’ slender back. 

When he finally ripped off the strip of tape and smoothed it over behind her back, the tape wrapping around her torso acted as a harness to nudge her breasts from above and below, puffing them up them to create a more prominent bust due to so clearly lining around her breasts. Her nightgown seemed like it would tear under the pressure of her cute mammaries bulging under the tape.

Alexis began blushing a little, both from embarrassment and anger at being taken advantage of like this.

Even my breasts?! This is horrible! 

Far darker thoughts than just kidnapping now entered her mind.

What if these men decide to abuse me? Will that woman stop them? Or maybe this was their plan all along? Or what if these are traffickers, who plan to sell me off to someone...

The woman’s warning not to harm a hair on her head suddenly received a very disturbing connotation. You don’t want merchandise that’s been bruised after all...

After the tape around her breasts had settled into place, both men backed off and left Alexis sitting on the floor. The student immediately started struggling with all her strength so wildly she lost her balance and fell to her side. But to her despair, not a single inch of the tape would budge.

It’s too tight, and there’s WAY too much of it! I’ll never escape from this!

Her fingers felt cramped, being forced to ball into fists inside the thick tape wrapping. That was one of the most unnerving parts of her bondage.

This is hopeless. Even if I found a knife or pair of scissors, I wouldn’t even be able to use them!

She looked up at her kidnappers with frightful eyes, most of all to the female of the group. She’d barely said a word during the 7 minutes these men had spent taping her up, but it was clear she was the one in charge.

Tall and slender, the way she towered over her made the curiously smiling woman seem even more intimidating.

Maybe it was because she was sitting on the ground looking up, but this woman’s legs seemed to go on endlessly! It was clear she had a very well-toned body, especially when you looked past her shapely legs and at her tight bum which fitted so snugly into her jeans that you could see every curve.

Even underneath the dark blue buttoned up shirt she was wearing, an hourglass shape could be discerned.

Her long hair with its slight curls flowed delicately down her face and a few inches past her shoulders. That had been part of what had thrown off the redhead in mistaking this woman for Kate. Because although her face was somewhat different from Kate Becket’s, she was just as attractive. The brunette currently grinning down on poor Alexis had a slightly sharper chin, thinner cheek bones and was wearing redder lipstick than the NYPD detective she admired so much.

“Don’t stop on our account.” The tall babe said after Alexis calmed down. “I for one think your squirming is adorable.”

Her two henchmen chuckled. “’Hot’ would be a better description. I know we’re taking her to put pressure on Castle, but she would make a mighty fine underground hooker as well.”

“Mnrnn?!” Alexis yelped as her blood froze.

“Dream on.” The woman said dismissively

“It was just a joke.” The man shrugged.

The redhead captive felt her heartbeat return to normal. Did this woman protect her again?

Don’t think like that Alexis! They're just playing mind games. Good cop, bad cop. They’re trying to make you more obedient by portraying the woman as your friend.

She glared up at the brunette, as a silent display of her defiance. But if anything, it widened her captor’s grin. She just stared straight back at her, the woman’s dark brown eyes peering into Alexis’ pale blue ones. 

“You’re a brave girl, aren’t you? I love that in a woman.”

A shiver ran down the college student’s spine. 

This woman feels dangerous. Maybe it’s her I should be afraid of and not these goons...

“Blindfold her as well.” The woman suddenly commanded. “That way she can’t see pick up on any markers during transport, in case she wakes up earlier than expected.”

Alexis squirmed frantically to resist the taller of the two men as he started rapping tape around her head to cover her eyes, but she barely slowed him down. He made several loops for security, but after just the first one her world had gone completely dark.

This is so frustrating! I can’t speak, I can’t move, and now I can’t even see what’s going on around me anymore!! 

“Mnffn!” Alexis let out a muted yelp in surprise by her kidnapper pulling the last layer of tape extra tight and smoothing it over to prevent her from rubbing it off.

For a few minutes, nothing happened to her. She was forced to lie on the floor, unable to move, see or speak. All she could do was listen to the men rummaging around the loft as they meticulously erased any traces of their presence. They even went so far as to tidy up Alexis’ own room by putting her books away, closing her laptop and taking her coat off the rack, all to make it look like she left the house.

The group also left behind a pre-printed note in Alexis’ name saying she went to stay the night at Sarah’s place.

The red haired student had already given up squirming her way out of the tape, and instead tried to listen closely for any hints she could pick up in the conversation.

But whenever the subject would turn to something potentially useful, the brunette in charge cut them off and forced them to get on with their work.

When the time came to leave, her kidnappers suddenly pressed a damp rag over Alexis’ nose and forced her to breathe in a pungent and prickly substance, knocking her out in a matter of seconds.

The group then vanished without leaving a trace, exiting through the fire escape with Alexis wrapped in a large black blanket to obscure her from any onlookers. They then loaded the unconscious girl in a black, unmarked van and drove off.

Half an hour later, Rick Castle arrived back home.

Nothing seemed out of place, and yet a cold chill running along his back made him feel like something was off.

“Alexis?” He called out for his daughter.

The handsome writer knew she would probably have finished her course work by now and would either be watching television or reading a book.

But there was no response.

“Odd.” He mumbled, walking up the kitchen counter where he spotted small piece of paper note.

“Hi dad,

Sara gave me a last-minute call asking to come hang out. I’ll spend the night there since I know you don’t like me travelling by subway on my own after midnight.

I’ll be home tomorrow afternoon, I don’t have any classes.

Love,

Alexis”

The note seemed perfectly innocent, and also something his conscientious daughter would write. And yet Rick knew instantly this was not written by Alexis.

For a start, she would’ve used a handwritten note, not a printed one. This thing could have been left by anyone.

But even more importantly, his responsible daughter would never spend the night elsewhere without calling him or at least sending him a text before heading out.

The dark haired man began looking around the loft for traces of foul play. Scratches in the floor or wallpaper, broken glass, dirt on the floor...

Nothing turned up. And yet he remained convinced something was off.

He headed up Alexis’ room, but was surprised to find it neat and tidy.

No matter where he looked, he could find no evidence of a struggle. And yet deep down he knew Alexis was taken away by force! 

Sadly, since his daughter was of legal age already. Going to the cops would have no effect. Especially without evidence. They wouldn’t move for at least 24 hours.

...Except for maybe one detective.

Rick fished his cell phone from his jacket pocket, his hand trembling so badly he had difficulty just pressing the speed dial.

“Kate, it’s me.” He said with a slightly higher pitched voice than usual. “Alexis is in trouble...”