Eve Ellis “Rooftop Captive”
A Detective Chronicles Story By Mad Max - Photo By The KidnapHer

It was such a beautiful spring day that Eve decided to do some sunbathing on the roof
of her apartment. No one ever went up there and she counted on plenty of privacy, so she
had pulled her shirt off as the elevator door opened, eager to get every second of sun.

But instead of peace and quiet, she walked right into a gangland killing! Three muscular hitmen
were stuffing a dead body into a garbage bag when the lovely redhead appeared. They immediately
grabbed Eve, her breasts thrust forward as her wrists and elbows were lashed tightly together.

“Help! Let me go, let me go!!” she shrieked, breaking free briefly. But it was hard to
run in her open-tied high heels, and not long before the
mobsters subdued her and gagged her with a white cloth.

The killers pushed her onto a black metal chair and wrapped several strands of rope
just above her knees, then added more rope around her ankles and tied them to the
chair leg. Eve twisted and struggled but in vain. “God, what a beauty”
one gangster muttered, “what a shame to waste such a body.
She really isn’t part of the hit, let’s just leave her here.”

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“Yeah, but she’s seen our faces, we can’t let her get away” his companion replied.
As the gangsters discussed her fate, Eve struggled and twisted against her bonds. Her
bosom heaved with effort as she searched for any slack in the ropes that bound her arms.
Seeing Eve’s struggles, one of the gangsters further immobilized her by wrapping ropes
around her torso, above and below her heaving breasts. “We could just pitch her over the
side of the building” he suggested. "I dunno... no one really will care that we whacked
Fat Tony, but the cops get into it if we kill a civilian" replied the gangster Eve was beginning
to think of as her "friend". She strained against her bondage, eyes widened as they stood
her up and added more rope to her predictament, crossing her boobs then down thru
her crotch. Now every time she twisted her wrists, looking for escape,
it tugged on her crotch rope in a most disturbing way.

“Let’s get her inside before someone sees us” the gangster who had been arguing her case
suggested. Eve breathed a tiny sigh of relief--- she still might have a chance to escape---
but her relief turned to alarm when they got her inside. First, her feet were untied and the
chest harness undone--- but only to have her tight jeans and bra pulled off, leaving her
clad only in white panties. A black gag was forced between her lips. “I got it” her “friend”
piped up… let’s give her a chance to save herself. The mobsters hung a noose from the
the hook her potted plants hung from, and pushed a big cushioned footstool under it.
They manhandled the struggling, naked redhead onto the cushion and looped the
noose around her neck. Eve was again bound with a chest harness, preventing her arms
from working free, and accentuating her charms. “You’re in no danger as long as you stay
on the cushion” one gangster sneered, “but you may not want to stay there forever.”
He produced a hand grenade attached to an alarm clock, and put it next to the
gas-powered fireplace she had enjoyed so much. “This will give you a few minutes
to figure out how to get free--- or not” and the gangsters laughed as they left her to her fate.

Eve twisted and writhed desparately but the ropes cut into her body, she couldn’t find
any slack. It was no use crying out, the gag prevented anything but a "MMMMMPPFFFTT".
She could see the minute hand’s slow progress, ticking away. She tried to get the stool
to slide towards the makeshift timebomb, but as soon as she got it to move, the rope
around her slender throat tightened. It all seemed hopeless… but then she heard the lock
click and her apartment door sprang open! Was it the cops come to save her?
Or her “friendly” gangster come to make her his property? Either way, she’ be grateful…