Now alone in the basement, the two girls pressed against the unyielding ropes that bound them to their chairs, each of their gagged protests inaudible to their friends upstairs. The two wondered in fear if they would be discovered in time, or if the others would soon be helpless captives of the burglar
Lying on her bed with her laptop in front of her, Kat moaned quietly into her gag. A simple bandanna wrapped between her teeth, it was a long way from the folded washcloths trapped by ten wraps of duct tape each of the heroines in the story were enduring, but it made reading about it more fun. Taking a break from the story, Kat rolled onto her back and closed her eyes, trying to imagine the long socks shed wrapped around her wrists and ankles were tighter, and only part of the stringent restraints holding her captive. After ten seconds of playfully squirming in her imagined restraint, shed accidentally slipped one leg out of the sock loop, effectively spoiling the fantasy.
Kat sighed, and pulled her wrists free, then the gag. Closing her laptop, Kat chucked the makeshift bindings into her sock drawer before turning off the light to go to sleep. Her parents and sister were going on a short trip starting tomorrow. Maybe Ill actually go by a hardware store while theyre gone and purchase a couple feet of rope so I can tie myself up properly, thought Kat as she drifted off to sleep.
Kat glanced at her clock when she woke up. 10:29, her family had undoubtedly been gone for several hours. Getting out of bed, Kat got dressed quickly, before going in search of breakfast. Her thoughts about purchasing ropes from last night were still in her mind, and Kat was determined to quickly get to the store so she could spend the afternoon tied up with her fantasies.
On her walk to the store, Kat passed a couple walking in the opposite direction. The woman, whose shirt seemed like it would be a little cold for the weather, smiled politely as they passed. At the store, Kat was relieved the owner didnt ask about why she was purchasing the rope. The fear of the question had always deterred her from purchasing it sooner, but without any hassle, the rope was paid for and Kat was on her way home.
As Kat got home, she kicked off her shoes as she locked the door behind her. Her excited mind was so occupied with thoughts about where she should try tying herself up first that Kat didnt notice the man whod been standing behind the door approach. She didnt have a chance to register what was happening before he had her arms pulled behind her back, and another hand clamped firmly over her mouth.
Welcome home, smiled the woman who shed passed on the street, walking in front of Kat, holding a sawed off shotgun, Hope you dont mind the intrusion, but you were out, so we just let ourselves in.
Kat froze with fear as sight of the weapon and immediately felt the muscles holding her take advantage of the pause she might have used to resist and tighten their grip. Kat stared with wide eyes at her intruder.
Now then, we have three options. Option one, you can try to fight us and I will beat you unconscious while my associate holds you still. Option two, I can just put a slug in you and we can watch you bleed out. Option three, you keep yourself quiet while my friend ties you up and nobody has to get hurt. You want me to pick from one or two or do you want to take three?
*mrnn! mrni!* Kat grunted frantically.
The woman stepped closer and took hold of Kats hair, Im sorry, I didnt hear you. What did you say you wanted?
The hand over her mouth loosened its grip slightly. Th-three. P-pl-lease tie me up. Take what you want. I dont want to die. Three, fumbled Kat as she lost grip on her bag. It fell to the floor spilling its contents.
Smart girl, whispered the woman. She glanced at the spilled ropes on the floor. Dont know what you had planned for those, but were going to borrow them. Tie her up.
*I cant believe this is happening,* thought Kat. The woman picked up the rope as the man led Kat through the house to her room. There was enough light filtering through and around the shades that there wasnt a problem seeing, but Kat knew there would be no chance of anyone seeing them here. Kat watched as the woman pulled out a pocket knife and cut off a piece of the rope.
Cross your wrists, she instructed, resist once, for any reason and Ill kill you.
Kat grunted as the bandanna shed playfully gagged herself with the previous night was pulled tightly behind her head, only now it was trapping the panties shed been wearing seconds before in her mouth. She glanced over at the woman, who was reaching into a pocket. She produced a pair of small purple objects connected by a wire. Tell me, do you know what this is?
Kats eyes widened. Shed read about them in the online bondage stories, and seen a couple of pictures. The woman smiled and flipped a switch on the box. Tearing off a length of duct tape, she fixed the box to Kats thigh before pushing the other end between Kats legs. Kat immediately squirmed, but to her dismay found that the crotch rope beneath her skirt was holding the vibrating egg in place.
In spite of the peril she knew she was in, Kat couldnt help becoming increasingly excited while the man had been tying her up. Her fantasy of being truly helplessly bound was coming true. The womans smile broadened as Kat moaned into her gag, and experimentally wiggled her legs to see how much movement she had left.
I think someones gag needs to be reinforced, smiled the woman handing the roll of duct tape over to her partner. Ill take a look around while you do that then finish tying her. Wrap her up in one of the sheets with some tape when youre done. Well take her with us too.
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