Nicole’s grunted into the hand clamped tight over her mouth in surprise as she squirmed in her attacker’s grasp. The teenage girl twisted around, glancing over her shoulder. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw who her attacker was.

“aaah-cheell!?!” Nicole’s words were muffled by the fingers covering her lips. She rolled her eyes. “Should have known…”

Rachel grinned, nodding. “Guilty as charged. I would have nabbed you sooner, but I was worried it would be obvious I was the kidnapper then. Now, not a word out of you, or I’ll have to gag you.” She let go of her captive. “Hands behind your back.” More than a little eagerly, Nicole complied. From inside her jacket, she pulled out a plastic zip-tie. Slipping the plastic band around Nicole’s wrists, Rachel tightened them until it was snug, but not tight.

“So, who’s the other kidnapper?” Nicole asked.

“Hope, of course.” Rachel replied. “Why do you think she vouched for me?” She grinned evilly. “And I warned you to be quiet…”

“Oh…please don’t!” Nicole begged in mock terror. “Whatever you do don’t ga-mmmppphhh!!!” Her pleas were cut off was Rachel clamped a hand over her mouth.

“That’s enough out of you.” Rachel growled under her breath, playing the part of kidnapper. Reaching into her jacket again, she pulled out a large handkerchief. Shaking it out, she quickly rolled it into a band and pulled it between Nicole’s teeth, knotting it off behind her head. “Now, let’s get you hidden away where no one will find you.” She gently shoved her friend forward to get her walking.

As the two girls hurried forward, Nicole was struck at how easy it was to see…once your eyes had adjusted to the darkness that was. Neither she nor Rachel had any trouble moving down the hallway without stumbling. The candles had done more to blind her then illuminate anything beyond their weak, flickering light.

As for Rachel, she’d picked her costume well. The dark green suit blended into the shadows making her all but invisible, save for her face and hair. Nicole could easily picture her friend creeping through the darkness, invisible to the guests, creeping around, straining to see past the candle’s light, looking for a girl all on her own and vulnerable to pounce on.

Rachel guided Nicole through the house, occasionally ducking into rooms or around corners whenever the telltale light warned her someone was coming. A few girls came close enough for Nicole to see them; a group of three girls huddled close together, giggling at each other. They didn’t see her, and Nicole certainly wasn’t going to call out and ruin the fun just yet…

Finally, they reached the basement door. Rachel tapped her knuckles on the door softly. Nicole heard the sound of the lock turning. The door opened. “Got a new present for you!” Rachel teased, pushing Nicole forward.

“Why thank you, Rachel!” Miss Jones said, pulling Nicole through the door. “I’ll make sure Nicole doesn’t get lost. You go on and find me some more lovely presents.” She closed and locked the door. Nicole looked downwards. The basement stairs were dark, but down below, she could see the basement was lit up.

“Come on; mind your step, Nicole.” Stephanie cautioned, helping her captive down the stairs. At the bottom, Nicole saw an area had been cleared out. The missing girls were scattered around, bound and gagged.

“Now…” Stephanie teased. “Are you going to be a good little hostage, like Lisa here?” She gestured to a princess, seated on a small wooden chair. Her hands and feet were loosely bound with cord, and a bandana was tied over her mouth. Another had been used to blindfold her.  “Or are you going to try and escape, like Samantha here?” The girl in question was lying on her belly, hogtied with rope. She was blindfolded and sported a leather bit gag. “Cause if you are, I’ll have to take steps to make sure you don’t…”

Nicole thought for only a second before turning and making for the door. As expected, she only got a step before Miss Jones caught her. “Well, well…” Stephanie taunted playfully. “Looks like we’ve got a trouble maker here! I’ll have to tie you up extra tight!”

“Oh, please don’t! I promise I’ll be good from now on!” Nicole pleaded in mock fear when Stephanie untied her gag.

“Not a chance.” Stephanie told her. “And I see a tougher gag will be needed as well!” Keeping a firm grip on Nicole, Stephanie half-led half-dragged her nearby, towards a large blue duffel bag. It was open, Nicole could see Stephanie had stuffed it with plenty of rope and tape and cloth for gags and blindfolds from Stephanie’s bondage supplies.

“First…” Stephanie reached down and grabbed a large, shiny gold ballgag from out of the bag. “I think this will go perfectly with your costume Nicole. Now open up!” She ordered, removing her hand. Nicole opened her mouth, stretching her jaws wide to accommodate the large rubber ball. She grunted softly as Stephanie pulled the two straps around behind her head and buckled the gag on securely.

Next, Stephanie pushed Nicole down onto her knees. Grabbing a pair of scissors, the older woman snipped through the plastic zip-tie binding the teen’s wrists. Setting them aside, she selected a length of braided white rope and unraveled it, folding the rope into two equal halves. This she wrapped around Nicole’s arms at the wrist. Slipping the two ends through the loop, Stephanie pulled it snug. She wrapped the rest of the rope around several times before cinching the wraps in the center and knotted all of it off tightly.

Grabbing another coil of rope, this one longer, Stephanie did the same thing, looping it around Nicole’s chest, pulling the loops snugly around her arms and torso, running above and below her small, round breasts, pining her arms to her sides.

Nicole squirmed for a moment, as Stephanie was digging through the bag for more rope. All of the ropes were tied with the older woman’s usual skill. There was no give to the rope anywhere, but at the same time, the strain of her bonds was distributed evenly around, keeping any one spot from being put under too much stress.

“Ah!” Stephanie found what she was looking for in the bag. When she turned back to Nicole, she was holding a large, thick leather collar with a metal ring in the front. She slipped it around Nicole’s neck, adjusted it so it fit perfectly, and buckled it on.  

Stephanie picked up her captive and adjusted Nicole so she was sitting down, with her feet in front of her. Using more rope, Stephanie quickly lashed the teenage girl’s legs together, first at the ankles and then the knees, cinching Nicole’s dress snug against her. She used a long coil of rope for the latter tie, and when she finished, Stephanie still had several feet of rope left. She pulled the two strands through the ring in the collar. She pulled gently on the rope, gradually forcing Nicole to lean farther and farther forward, until she was bent, several inches of rope stretched taut between her knees and the collar. Satisfied, Stephanie knotted the rope off. Nicole groaned, squirming in her bonds, trying to find a comfortable position.

“One last thing…” Stephanie said, turning to the bag again. Nicole wriggled, trying to look over at what she was getting, but her bonds kept her from turning around. “Nightie night!” Stephanie teased, coming up behind Nicole. Everything went dark for the teenager as she slid the padded cloth blindfold over Nicole’s eyes, tightening the elastic strap so it wouldn’t fall off.

Nicole squirmed on the ground, feeling the ropes holding her captive. She shivered with excitement, finding herself completely helpless. As stringently tied as she was, there was nothing for Nicole to do but sit and enjoy her bondage.

Lost in the darkness of her blindfold, Nicole could only hear what was going on around her. Stephanie went around, checking on all her captives, making sure they were all right. The girls grunted back, all they could do gagged, and wriggled around, clothes rustling.  

Every now and then, Nicole guessed maybe about five or ten minutes, though she had no way of knowing for sure, the teenage girl heard a soft knocking, coming from upstairs. Stephanie would hurry up the stairs to collect her latest captive from Rachel and her accomplice, Hope. Before long there were ten girls, Nicole included, scattered around the basement, roped up and gagged. Blindfolded, Nicole couldn’t see how the girls were tied. As she had with Nicole, Stephanie asked the girls how tight they wanted to be tied up. Most of the girls picked the lighter bonds, just their hands and feet bound loosely, Nicole assumed, but two or three girls wanted to really be tied up. Stephanie was more than happy to oblige...

Finally, after the most recent girl was happily rolling around, trussed up in a tight little package, Nicole heard someone knock at the door. This time, it was Amy. “It’s all over, Miss Jones.” The younger girl called down. “They finally caught Rachel. Why don’t you bring them on up.”

“Alright!” Stephanie called back in reply. She turned to her captives. “Well now, why don’t we rejoin the party?” Nicole heard the older woman going around, untying some of the girls. She grunted into her gag, squirming in her bonds. After being tied up the better part of an hour, Nicole was ready to be untied. The girl beside Nicole groaned in relief as she was freed, then Nicole felt Stephanie crouch down beside her and grab the ropes keeping her tied up.

Nicole groaned in relief as she felt the rope bound to her collar come loose and she straightened up. She was stiff and sore from being forced to sit hunched over like that for so long. Stephanie quickly untied the rope binding her legs and removed her blindfold.

“Come on, Nicole…” Stephanie teased, helping her captive to her feet. She walked Nicole over to the stairs, where half the other girls were waiting, bunched up. Their hands were still tied and they were gagged. On the floor, the rest of the girls were still squirming around, waiting to be untied. One at a time, they were freed and joined the other captives beside the stairs.

“Come on, girls!” Stephanie said, as the last girl was hauled to her feet. She ran forward to lead the line of captives up the stairs. The hallways had been lit, now that the game was over. After a few seconds, they reached the party room. As the bound and gagged girls entered, Nicole saw, at the front of the room, the girls who had been ‘arrested’ were lined up. They’re hands and feet were shackled and the girls were all sporting tape gags. Near the end of the line, she saw Rachel, who shrugged, mumbling into her gag. About half a dozen girls remained free, not including Amy and her co-hostess’ for the game.

“Well!” Amy said, as the last captive girl shuffled into the room. “Was that fun!?!” There was a chorus of gag-muffled cheers from the captives. “Well, the nights not over yet…” She turned to the girls left untied. “So, should we untie the rest of them?” The other girls shook their heads.

“MMMPPPHHH!!!!” Along with the rest of the girls, Nicole and Rachel grunted into their gags loudly in complaint.

“Fine…fine!” Amy said, throwing up her hands. “We’ll untie you!” Along with Stephanie, she went down the line, freeing the captives.

“Help yourselves to more food!” She called out. “The party is just getting started!”