Bounty Hunting

This was actually ready to go about seven hours ago, but DA absolutely wouldn't let me pick a category for it to go in. Had to upload when I got back from class. Entry for Wynter333a's contest [link] Sticking a story on doesn't count, but since people seem to expect them from me with posts these days:
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“What just happened?” mumbled TK shaking her head slowly, vaguely aware beyond the throbbing in her head that the world seemed slightly surreal. There was a little pressure and something being tugged on near her spine.
“Don’t try to move too much. You had bad fall when you passed out. You’re head hit the table pretty hard on your way down. It doesn’t look like it broke the skin, but I suspected you’d have a head ache when you woke up.”
“I passed out?” muttered TK as she tried to focus on her sneakers, which were sitting by a chair several feet away. “Do you know how long I was out?”
“You were only out about half an hour. I’m impressed. With the fall you took and the tranquilizers I expected you to be out longer.”
“I guess I got luck- tranquilizers?” asked TK, suddenly more alert and starting to shift her attention from the sneakers to herself.
“Yes. Most of the targets I shoot with them are human. I guessed that you’d come around a little sooner, but I wasn’t expecting you to wake up for another hour at least.”
TK started struggling and trying to turn, as she rapidly approached a sinking realization. As she managed to get from her stomach to her side she felt the metal ring of a gun barrel being pressed against her head. “What the hell’s going on!”
“That’s enough TK. You can either quit thrashing and keep your voice at a normal level or I can shoot you again. You seem to recover quickly from these, but I’ve got more than enough to keep putting you down.”
TK took a couple of deep breaths as she barely caught sight of the pistol by her head in her peripheral vision, and also took in the rifle leaning against the couch. “Who are you?”
“Catherine,” the young woman replied, holstering the pistol, “Roll back onto your stomach.”
TK hesitated and looked down the her body, taking in the ropes holding her and seeing the clothes she’d put on that morning in a pile several feet away. “Catherine you’ve got thirty seconds to start untying-“
“Untying you or else what? We both know tied up as you are that at best you can head butt me and possibly get in a half targeted kick before I put you to sleep again.”
“If you let me go now I’ll think about forgiving you for using me like a doll.”
Catherine smiled and gave TK a light push to start her rolling back to her stomach, “Don’t be so embarrassed. You really should think about wearing latex more often. You look good in it. Besides I couldn’t risk missing a knife or anything you might have pocked this morning that could help you escape. Bend your legs for me dear.”
TK growled, “How do I know once I play along and make it easier for you to truss me up you aren’t going to just knock me out anyway?”
“You don’t really,” sighed Catherine. “Try to understand that I don’t have anything against you. At the moment you’re just a paycheck.”
Looking over her shoulder TK stared at Catherine, “You’re a bounty hunter?”
“Occasionally, when I need to pay some bills,” nodded Catherine, “You had the highest price associated with your name.”
“That’s all I am to you? A price?”
“Not very fair is it?” asked Catherine lightly brushing a few strands of TK’s hair away from her face. “I don’t know what’s going to happen to you once I turn you over, but if you get away, find me sometime. I’ll treat you to dinner to make up for my part in this.”
“So after you’re done tying me up, you don’t know or care what happens?” asked TK.
“Not quite. After I’m done tying you up I’m going to gag you. While I finish this you can think about what kind of gag you’d prefer. You’ve got your choice of a ball gag, ring gag, or we can be old fashioned and I’ll just put a sock or two in your mouth and smear on a lot of duct tape.”