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            Ilya Nastova started off this day very proud and very happy.  All of the men in Ilya’s family going back for five generations had been Border Guards, and today Ilya was a Border Guard, too.  And so he was very excited when the man opened up his suitcase and revealed that it was full of ropes.  This was definitely suspicious so he escorted the man politely into the private search area to learn more about him.
            Unfortunately Ilya was so excited that he never noticed a second man following him and the other man into the enclosure.  Ilya’s first clue that he had made a major mistake was when he heard a quiet footstep behind him and then felt something like a bee sting close to his back pocket.  And then even before Ilya had a chance to cry out in surprise, a strong arm wrapped around his chest and a big hand clamped itself over his mouth.  And then Ilya heard a very frightening whisper in his ear.
            “Do not try to resist us, young man.  I have just given you a very fast acting hypnotic XXXX.  Your body will no longer obey your commands.  It will only obey my commands.”
            It was true.  Already Ilya could feel like hot flashes coursing through his body and his head was feeling so light like that one time he had tried a little vodka with his friends.
            “Walk with us now,” the strange voice commanded and Ilya’s legs started moving as he walked calmly with the two men out of the enclosure and then through the terminal.  Part of Ilya’s brain wanted to shout or to do something to attract attention to the two men, but he found it impossible to even open his mouth without being commanded to do so.   And then a very short time Ilya’s cloudy mind recognized that they were now in another security enclosure somewhere inside the diplomatic area.
            Then Ilya saw one of the men open his suitcase and take out some ropes while the other man whispered into Ilya’s ear.  “We are now going to tie you up.  You will find the whole experience quite pleasurable.”
            And that was true, too.  As the two men moved close to his body and began to wrap their ropes around him, Ilya felt his cheeks beginning to blush and his body started to tremble just like the first night when he held Marina’s hand.  And the tighter they wrapped those strong ropes around him, the more excited and warm Ilya felt.
            And then Ilya gasped and almost fainted because the bigger of the two men was running his big hands over Ilya’s pockets and touching him here and there until he finally drew the big handkerchief that Ilya carried for luck out of Ilya’s pocket and then breathed into Ilya’s ear “This will do nicely.”

            Then the man ran the handkerchief through his fingers and pressed the soft band of cloth gently against Ilya’s lips and Ilya couldn't help himself.  He parted his lips and let the man slip that band of cloth into his mouth because Ilya needed to feel the softness of that cloth against his lips and his tongue.
            The strange XXXX that they had given him was beginning to wear off a little now so that Ilya could hear a voice inside his brain screaming at him “You can't let them do this to you!  You have to fight back!”
            But Ilya still found it impossible to resist as the two men moved his bound body into a corner.  “That’s right, young man,” the big man told him.  “You are doing very well.  Now I want you to get down on your knees.  Yes, that’s good.  Now I want you to stay right here while we make your travel arrangements.”
            “Travel arrangements…?  What kind of travel?  Where are they taking me?” Ilya’s brain screamed as his mouth sucked hard on his soggy gag.  And then like the sun coming out from behind the clouds, the hazy lazy feeling of the XXXX lifted off of Ilya’s body and for the first time he realized the dangerous predicament he had been placed in.
            He had to get out of here!  So Ilya began to twist his hands against the tight ropes and wiggled and strained his body at the ropes that were hugging him all over.  Soon he lost his balance and fell over onto the hard floor, but that wasn't enough to stop him.
            Ilya didn't know how much time he had, but he guessed that he didn't have long.  So he strained and struggled to somehow get his fingers on the tight rope knots and he also began pushing his tongue hard against the tightly tied band of cloth that was dividing his mouth in the hope that he might be able to call for help.
            And then he finally managed to touch the knots with his fingers and he could feel the tight cloth starting to loosen in his mouth.  If only—
            “Well young man, I am pleased to see that you are so athletic,” the big man laughed at him.
            Ilya’s hopes crashed as he saw the two men towering over him again.
            “Everything has been arranged for you.  You will of course be traveling under the protection of our diplomatic pouch so that no one can interfere with you.  And once we board our transportation I will be giving you a little something so that you can XXXX all the way.  Won't that be nice?”
            Ilya moaned into his gag.
            “Oh don't look so sad, my young friend.  We have found you a very nice place up in the mountains where no one will ever find you.  There will be goats for you to herd in the summer and wood for you to cut in the winter.  It will be very pleasant.   And don't worry, after a little selective surgery, you will still be smarter than the goats.”
            Ilya moaned again and there were tears in his eyes.  He didn't even like goats.

Ilya Nastova played by Patrick
Photography by Caitiff