Nicole groaned as the car hit a pothole, shaking the occupants around. The teenage girl, her best friend, Rachel, and their former "mistress" Miss Jones, lay on the floor of the vehicle, hogtied, gagged and blindfolded. Up in front of, two of their kidnappers sat talking.

"Hey! A Dairy Queen, you wanna stop and get some dinner?" A man asked. The female kidnapper sighed. "Don't you think they'd find it a little odd, going through the drive-through with three tied up women in the back of the car?" She replied.

"I'll take that as a no, then." The man said. "Besides, we're almost there anyway."

Nicole's ears perked up, but to her disappointment, the man didn't continue. Nicole had no clue who these people where, or why they'd kidnapped the three of them. From what bits of conversation she'd over heard, Nicole guessed these three were some of Miss Jones friends, and that this was a game, similar to the ones she and Rachel played.

Unfortunately, the two of them had been caught up in it, just when they were about to get free. Who knew when their latest "adventure" would end, and what would happen to them in the meantime? The car hit another bump, sending its captive cargo flying. Nicole squirmed as best she could to get back on her belly.

It didn't help the woman who'd kidnapped her and Rachel had seen fit to add to their bondage the same way she'd secured the teenagers' former mistress. All three captives had been stripped to their underwear. A rope harness encircled Nicole's chest, pining her arms and encircling her small round breasts in tight embrace.

Worse by far was the crotch rope running between Nicole's legs. Her captor had taken sadistic pleasure in applying it as tight as she could make it. The slightest movement was sufficient to make the rope saw back and forth between Nicole's legs, and bouncing around in the back of a moving car, Nicole's movements were anything but slight.

The whole trip, Nicole had had a slowly building buzz between her legs, exciting the young woman, but doing little more. Nicole moaned into her gag in frustration. From the similar soft grunts coming from Rachel, Nicole's friend was finding her bondage similarly exciting and frustrating.

The trip seemed to stretch on for what felt like hours to the blindfolded captive, before abruptly coming to a stop. "This is it!" The man said, parking the car. "Good, looks like Phillip's here already. Hopefully, he's already setting things up."

While two of the kidnappers had busies themselves loading their three captives into their car, the second man had been busy searching through Miss Jones' things, though what for, Nicole had no idea. He'd loaded a couple of cardboard boxes in the back of Miss Jones SUV which he'd driven to wherever they were now.
Nicole heard doors open and slam shut as their kidnappers got out. A second later, the door next to her opened with a gust of cold blew over the captives. Someone reached down and quickly untied Nicole's hogtie. "Come on, out you go!" The man said, picking Nicole and Rachel up.

"You ok with both of them?" The woman asked, as he tossed the two teenage girls unceremoniously over his shoulder. "No problem." The man said, easily holding down the squirming, kicking girls. "Good, looks like Miss Jones is mine then…"

Nicole's captor carried his load inside. Nicole felt the cold breeze cut off abruptly as they went through the door. The man set the two down on the floor. Nicole squirmed as best her bonds would allow into a sitting position. She could hear Rachel's gag muffled grunts nearby as she did the same.

"MMMPPPHHH!!!" Nicole heard Miss Jones' muffled screams of protests as her rival
carried her inside. From the sound of things, Miss Jones wasn't at all happy with what was going on. "Now, now, Steph'," The woman said. She was obviously having a hard time carrying her struggling load.

"Be fair. You know I'm only doing this for that little stunt you pulled at last year's Halloween, you remember." She continued, giving her prisoner a light whack on the fanny. "And I'm sure my two partners have their own private grievances as well. And I'm sure we're going to have fun!" she paused for a second, "Well except for you, of course. Where do you want her?" she asked as someone knew stepped into the room.  

"My bedroom. It's upstairs, third on the right." A second woman said. Was it Nicole's imagination or did that voice sound familiar. "I'll take care of our two other 'guests.'" She continued, as Miss Jones' groans faded as she was carried out of the room. Nicole heard their newest captor kneel beside Rachel and begin untying her blindfold.

Nicole heard Rachel MMMPPPHHH!!!" loudly in surprise and a second later, as her gag was removed, Rachel cried out, "What the- MOM!?!"

Nicole mmmppphhh'ed in surprise. A second later, her blindfold was removed. Sure enough, she found herself looking up into the grinning face of Rachel's mom. "Well, I suppose this is something of a surprise, don't you agree?" Mrs. Morgan said, removing Nicole's gag as well.

"I don't suppose my partners in this little endeavor introduced themselves to you," Mrs. Morgan said wistfully. "They get so excited when they've got a captive tied up they completely forget their manners."

"Jill, Tom and Phillip are, well I guess you could call them friends of mine and Steph's." She continued. "We mostly spend our time plotting bondage-filled revenge on each other for various slights and wrongs, and getting kidnapped by others in revenge for wrong we committed against them. It's a mess, but it's fun."

She smiled and continued. "Anyway, today is just another round in the cycle. Jill came to me since they thought they might end up kidnapping you two along with Stephanie and figured they might as well get my permission to kidnap my daughter.

"Next week, Stephanie will probably have made a deal with some other "friends" and turned the tables to get even. Of course, she already has a chance to get even with me thanks to my little wager." Mrs. Morgan grinned at Rachel. She sounded oddly excited at the prospect of being Miss Jones slave and suffering the other woman's vengeance.

"In the meantime, though, what shall we do with you two?" Mrs. Morgan said, examining the two girls' bonds.

"You could just let us go?" Nicole suggested hopefully. "I mean, not to be a spoil sport, but we kind of do have to go to school tomorrow." Mrs. Morgan thought for a second, and then laughed.

"Of course, what kind of a mother am I? Of course you've got school tomorrow! Still…" she checked her wrist watch. 'It's only 4:00. I think you two have got time for one game, right?" Nicole nodded. "Good!" Mrs. Morgan said, re-gagging Nicole. In moments, both girls were again gagged and blindfolded.

Nicole felt Mrs. Morgan's hand on her shoulder, and squirmed, letting the older woman guide her where she wanted. Gag-muffled protestations aside, Nicole was excited about this last, final game, whatever she had planned, though that might have been partly due to the pressure from the crotch rope.

Nicole was guided into a kneeling position and she felt her captor quickly bind her wrists to her ankles, leaving the young woman in a kneeling hogtie. She turned and did the same to Rachel. Mrs. Morgan picked Rachel up and set her down beside Nicole, face to face. She took a long coil of rope and began winding it around the two girls, pressing them together, securely.

She finished by knotting the rope, "Have fun you two! Let me know when you get free." She said, leaving the two to struggle. "Mmmpphhh!!!" Nicole said, squirming around, feeling the ropes gripping her snuggly. She did her best to ignore the sensations coming from between her legs as the rope sawed back and forth.

Nicole felt her face flush a bright red. Whether by design or by accident, Mrs. Morgan had placed the two in a rather immodest position. The two girls' breasts were pressed together by the bondage, only the thin fabric of the two girl's bras between the two. She could feel Rachel's waist up against hers, as they squirmed helplessly…

Nicole explored her bonds, trying her best to stay focused on the task of getting loose. Very quickly, Nicole realized Mrs. Morgan hadn't secured the rope binding the two girls to each other, to anything. It was nothing more than a coil of rope holding the teenage girl's together.

Nicole continued to squirm, but her movements took on a purpose now, as she flexed her arms, trying to work the rope around them up over her shoulder. A second later, Rachel got the idea and did her best to help Nicole along.

Nicole bent over, trying to duck beneath the rope. That had the unfortunate effect of leaving her head level with Rachel's chest. Nicole blushed, but kept going and in minutes, she was out! After that, it was a simple matter for the two to turn around and untie the other's hands.

Nicole reached up and untied her blindfold and gag. She glanced over at Rachel. "Umm…" she said, blushing. "yeah…" Rachel managed a grin. "Let's go tell my mom were loose." "Right…" The two girl's hurried upstairs. From the sounds coming from Mrs. Morgan's bedroom, Miss Jones was getting her comeuppance, alright. Nicole wasn't sure what to think. She'd rather enjoyed being Miss Jones' slave. Then again, from the sounds of things, Miss Jones was enjoying her comeuppance too.

Mrs. Morgan poked her head out when Rachel knocked. "Oh, you're free already?" She said. She paused and thought for a second. "Here, why don't you two go get some supper while we finish up? Rachel, you can get some money and my keys out of my purse, it's in the kitchen, and then you can drive Nicole home."

"We're not exactly dressed to go out…" Nicole said, indicating that the two were still in nothing more than their underwear.

"Oh, Rachel can lend you some clothes, right?" Mrs. Morgan said. "Sure." Rachel replied.

"Ok." Nicole said, her stomach growling. It had been a while since lunch anyway. She followed Rachel to her room. After a couple minutes rooting through Rachel's closet, she found some clothes that more or less fit her.

"So…" Nicole said as the two walked outside, glancing over at Rachel. "What do you want to do next week?"