THE ADVENTURES OF JANE WOODSTONE: THE AXEMAN

By Mike Lee

wallrider73@yahoo.co.uk

PART 2

Jane didn’t know what she was expecting.  Some backwoods wild man with a stained leather apron perhaps?   The Axeman looked alarming normal though. He was a solid guy with slightly graying hair and glasses. He was dressed in jeans, a grey T-shirt with a band logo and a pair of scuffed work boots.  He wasn’t brandishing a cleaver or foaming at the mouth.

He cocked an eyebrow as he contemplated the bound young woman before him.  “Normally I just get bills. This is a vast improvement.”

Jane looked around, still expecting to see a butcher’s table and a collection of cutlery or at least some electrodes or something.   It looked like she was in a den of some kind with an armchair and some music equipment.  Along the wall was a collection of vintage electric guitars.  Jane let out a silent sigh of relief.  Oh that kind of Axeman.  She understood now, or at least she hoped she did.

The Axeman crouched down in front of her.  “I’m going to remove your gag now. Go ahead and scream and curse if you want to. I’ll even leave you alone for a spell so you can get it out of your system. Thing is, this room is totally soundproofed so no-one will hear you. Understand?”

Jane nodded meekly.

He reached around the back of her head and undid the knot holding the wad of cloth in her mouth in place.  He removed the sopping lump of material with forefinger and thumb.  “Well that’s nice.  I bet you have a real case of cottonmouth too.  You want some water, some juice maybe.”

Jane found herself nodding again.  Her captor brought her a glass of water and held it for her as she drank.

“Better?”

“Thanks.”  She replied sullenly.

“Cool, OK we can get started.”  He crouched down and started turning her this way and that, examining the ropes that bound her.

“What are you going to do to me?”  She asked.  She was indignant at the way he was manhandling her but there wasn’t much she could do about it.

He ignored her and shook his head, muttering  in disappointment.   “This is all wrong.   Wait there a second.”

Jane eased herself up into a sitting position as he disappeared off again, returning shortly with a black leather sports bag.  There was a thump and a muffled jangle of metal as he dumped it on the rug and Jane felt a jolt run up her spine.

He unzipped the bag and rummaged around.  “Now let’s see….oh yes.  These first I think.”  He held up a pair thick black leather wrist cuffs with a faux fur lining and gleaming metal buckles.

Jane’s blue eyes widened at the sight.  “What the hell?”

“Lie down on your front for me please.”  He said moving towards her.

She began to protest but he flipped her onto her stomach and hummed to himself as he set about freeing the knots on her wrists.  She tried to struggle but he was no stranger to keeping a wriggling female under control and he was soon buckling the cuffs snugly into place.

He sat back to admire his handiwork and Jane gave him a baleful glare over her shoulder.

“Aw c’mon, I bet they don’t chafe as much as the ropes.  This is high end stuff I’m using.”

Jane felt a little of her confidence returning and the colour rose in her cheeks. “Is this how you get your kicks? Tying up women?”

He looked her straight in the eye.  “Yes.  I love tying up women.  It gives me an erection.”

Jane was taken aback at his bluntness.  “Oh, I see.  Well OK then.  Fine...Pervert!”  There wasn’t really much more she could say to that.

“Don’t worry, Jane.   I can behave myself.”  He chuckled.  He carried on humming to himself and produced several straps that looked like black leather belts from the sports bag.  He rolled Jane onto her back and looped straps above and below her knees and again at the ankle before cutting away the ropes with a pocket knife.

“Well you know my name, what do I call you?”

“You can call me Todd.  Actually it’s an acronym. It stands for Tantalising, One-of-a-kind, Dominant and Devious.

Jane rolled her eyes as he buckled the straps around her limbs.  She was well and truly trussed.   She did have to admit that he knew his way around the dynamics of roping a woman’s body far better than the two thugs who had captured her earlier and under other circumstances, this might not be so bad...

She balked at the next item he produced from the bag, a bright red ball gag.  “No!  No way are you putting that thing on me.  She tried to shuffle backwards but he caught the cuff of her jeans and jerked her forwards to sit on her waist.

“OK Jane.  We can do this the easy way or….”

Jane puffed her cheeks out in indignation.  “Fine, fine!  I know I don’t have much choice here.”

“That’s a good girl.  Now open wide and say, ‘Ah!’”

She bristled as he gently moved her hair aside, placed the ball in her mouth and fastened the leather strap into place.  He leaned forward to do so, intent on his craft and Jane shivered as his breath tickled her neck.  She groaned softly as she tried to move it with her tongue and found there was very little play in the restraint.

“Gorgeous.”  Todd said.  “As soon I saw you I knew you’d look dynamite with a bright red ball gag between those lips.”

“Nngh n oo oh fhk ursff!”  She muttered.

Todd raised an eyebrow.  “Now I am not 100% sure what you said there but I think you just earnt yourself a little attitude adjuster.”

Jane cursed inwardly.  Sometimes it didn’t pay to give these guys the excuse.

Todd grasped her under the armpits and hauled her into a standing position.  She tottered slightly as her ankles were bound together and looked on warily as Todd circled her.  She could only imagine at what was going through his mind.  Finally he paused in front of her and tapped his nose with a wink.

He delved back into his bag of tricks and returned two leather cuffs, each of which had a gleaming D-ring attached to it with a triple stitched thick leather loop.  He moved swiftly behind Jane and buckled one onto each arm, just above her elbows.

“Wht oo oong?”  She drawled against the rubber ball in her mouth.  She tried to look over her shoulder to see what he was up to.

Todd fished out a large metal padlock and slipped the hook through one of the D-rings.  Then he pulled her other arm towards it and slipped the hook through the other D-ring.  Jane growled as her shoulders were forced backwards and then her heart sank as she felt the padlock click into place, cinching her upper arms towards each other.

“Oh yeah, that’s the ticket.”  He grinned.

Jane tried to work her shoulders around but there wasn’t a lot of give in the bonds.  She huffed and puffed into her gag as she tried to find the most comfortable position to rest in.

Todd reappeared in front of her with a gleam in his eye.  “Hold still, Jane.  We’re not done yet.”

Jane looked down in shock as Todd reached up and began to unbutton her shirt.  She squealed and tried to hop away but she was going nowhere.

“God, you’re adorable.”  He chuckled, following her. 

Jane found herself back up against a large amplifier and she glared at Todd in indignation as he unbuttoned her shirt to the waist and pushed it off her shoulders.

She shivered as the air hit her body and he boldly looked her over, focusing on the shiny black satin bra.  His hands were on her hips, gently squeezing.

“Nice, I like how the bra contrasts with your skin tone.  This is going to look awesome.  Problem is, that shirt is getting in the way but I just got you how I want you so I am not undoing all those restraints.”  He grinned and produced his pocket knife again.

Jane squealed and her eyes bugged out as the sharp blade appeared.

“Hold still now, I don’t want to nick you.”  Todd said.  He reached behind her and there was a tearing sound as he slit her shirt from the tails to the collar, cutting into two halves.  Jane mewled into her gag as Todd methodically sliced the fabric away, reducing the shirt to a pile of rags on the floor.

They were intimately close and once again Jane felt his breath stroke her neck.  He shook his head as he looked her over.  “Sometimes I even impress myself but I have to say, you are no disappointment either.”

His fingertips ran boldly around the edges of her bra, tracing the swells of her heaving breasts but never imposing themselves.

Jane’s stomach was full of butterflies as she considered her predicament. On the one hand, she was effectively this man’s prisoner, held against her will but on the other hand, there was something about what he was doing that was awakening the little secret yearnings she went to great lengths to keep hidden from prying eyes.   She groaned quietly against the red rubber ball forced between her lips.

“T for Tantalising.” He said, enjoying the inner struggle playing out behind her wide blue eyes.

He reached out a fingertip and tickled her under the chin.  Then he trailed the finger down her neck, between her breasts and over her belly.  She shivered at the sensation and then grasped when he grabbed the front of her jeans and her belt.

He started gently dragging her across the room and she had to hop precariously to follow him.  She struggled to keep up and was distracted by his knuckles rubbing against her stomach.

She was ushered through a doorway into a darkened room.  As she blinked into the gloom Todd swatted her playfully on the butt and then blew into her ear.

“Here we are, Jane.  Welcome to my playroom.  Let’s have some more fun and games.”

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