The party was a complete success. She had decided to celebrate the housewarming party of her new house and her birthday party together. Two in one. "Double the fun", she used to repeat herself, amused.

Heather was a twenty-five-year-old woman who had just been promoted to CEO of her company. She had used the consequent salary raise to buy a house in the suburbs, with two floors, a 200 m2 garden with a swimming pool, which was where the party was taking place, and a garage.

She had dressed more than hot for the occasion, in a short, tight, sleeveless black sheath dress that highlighted her imposing figure. Her green eyes made a lovely contrast to her fiery red lip gloss, and her curly red hair gave the ensemble an unsurpassed look. It was awesome.

In the back part of the crowd, she noticed her friend Nicole dancing with her boyfriend John. Nicole hadn't dressed as ravishing as the owner of the house, but she still looked amazing.

She was wearing a green culotte and a black blouse. For the eyeliner she had chosen a green color similar to the lower part of her clothes, which perfectly matched her brown eyes. Noticing that her best friend was staring at her, she winked at her, and nodded toward the house. Heather obeyed, and went into, while her friend gave some explanations to her boyfriend and followed her.

  - Well. - Nicole said. - Ready for your gift?

  - Of course! - The hostess answered, delighted.

  - I've got everything ready upstairs.

Together, they went upstairs to Heather's room. There, Nicole took out a huge backpack that she had hidden while the hostess was distracted with the preparations for the party. Some time ago Heather confessed to her friend her interest in bondage. She was curious about how it would feel to be bound and gagged, and together they decided that the party would be a good time to make it happen, since people would be distracted and, at the same time, the simple fact that she could be caught at any moment turned her on.

So Nicole deposited the contents of the backpack on her friend's bed, and from inside came several rolls of duct tape, handkerchiefs, and many coils of rope.

  - So... what do you want me to tie you with?

  - I think it would be better to start with the tape, right?

  - As you command. - The brunette answered, amused. - Cross your hands behind your back, please.
Heather obeyed without question. She immediately began to roll her best friend's hands, wrapping them several times.
 - How do you feel?
 - Wow! You do have done it tight!
 - Do you want me to loosen it up a bit?
 - Are you crazy? I love it this tight! - Heather exclaimed laughing.
 - Okay, let me do your ankles?
The hostess nodded. Nicole tightly tied the ankles of her improvised captive, then repeated the process above and below the knees.
 - Is this it?
 - You're still missing the best part. - Heather said, winking at her friend. However, before her friend's incredulous face, she added: - Well… what kind of thief would you be if you let me scream for help?
Nicole didn't answer, she just laughed out loud as she cut several pieces of duct tape, and placed them on her friend's lips.
 - It's a shame to ruin that amazing lipstick. - Heather gave her a smile under her gag. - I'm going back to the party, and let you enjoy your special gift. Is it okay for me to come back in half an hour? - The redhead nodded. - All right, see you then.
Before leaving, she planted a kiss on her taped cheek.
 - Thnmpph mphyooou. - Heather said, who was still vocalizing too good even gagged.
 - No problem. - The guest answered smiling, as she left the room.
Heather began to squirm on the bed, jumping up and down and giggling under her gag. The bindings, even though they were very simple, served their role efficiently, preventing her from getting released too soon. Through the window, she could listen to the music of the party, and the shouts and chants of all the guests dancing and having fun. She was delighted to be able to give her friends and acquaintances a night to remember, while also fulfilling one of her most secret fantasies.
Suddenly, a noise from the next room cut off their personal playfulness.
 - Nicphhhole? - She asked through the tape.
Then the noise stopped. She supposed her friend was trying to play a prank on her, so she tried to forget about it. However, she suddenly heard footsteps coming. Little by little, the volume of the footsteps grew greater, while a drop began to run down the young woman's forehead.

Then a masked head appeared around the doorjamb. It was a man, quite tall. He was fully dressed in black and his face was completely covered by a ski mask.
 - Well, well, well. What a surprise. - He said, while a smile was drawn through the hollow of the mask. - It seems that someone has been here before me, doesn't it? - He added, amused.
 - Mphreee mphouu a mphthieef? - The young woman asked innocently.
 - Yes I am. And from what I see, whoever gagged you, didn't really do a good job. But don't worry, I'll fix that right away. - He said, as he grabbed the roll.
 - MPHHHHHHHELPPP!
Now, Heather was terrified. What a housewarming! She tried to alert and stand up, to be seen through the window, but it was useless. The music was too loud for anyone to hear even a rumble from inside, and the thief lunged at her, preventing her from getting up.
In a gesture Heather didn't know how to interpret, the intruder removed her gag.
 - What's your name?
The young woman hesitated a bit before answering, but she guessed there would be no use lying.
 - Heather.
 - And who did this to you, Heather?
The question made her blush, taking too long to answer. However, she finally confessed.
 - My friend Nicole did.
 - Why would your friend do something like that?
 - Because I asked her to.
The thief laughed at the confession of his captive. He laughed loudly, humiliating her even more.
 - Wow, so you're one of those, huh?
This time, Heather didn't answer. She was already humiliated enough to give her tenant more words.
 - Well, let's get serious, Heather. I am here to rob you. I don't want you to worry, I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not going to hit you, I'm not going to rape you, or abuse you. I give you my word.
 - And how can I trust your word?
 - You can not. - The thief answered sincerely. - But right now it's all you have. Heather nodded, knowing he was right. - Now, I can't make you interfere with my plans, so what do you think if we improve these ties, making your fantasy go even further, and that way I also make sure that you can't screw up my mission?
Heather knew she had no other choice, but still decided to look tough. However, in the end, she nodded.
 - First of all, we need to make sure that your arms are as immobile as possible. Let me know when you can't hold it anymore. - He said, while joining the hostess's elbows until they touched without her saying a word. - Wow, you're really flexible. - He added.
Heather didn't answer, just nodded, feeling the tape wrap around her upper arms. He then put her wrists next to her hips, and repeated the procedure.
 - You see? This way, you ensure that your victim cannot reach any object that is out of reach.
 - Are you going to explain all the steps?
 - I don't know why you're complaining. - The intruder replied, laughing. - I'm giving you a free bondage class.
Heather was in an emotional dilemma. She didn't know how to feel. On one hand, she felt that all the advice that her good captor was giving her could serve her in his future adventures. On the other, she seriously doubted that she would ever have a bondage-related affair again. When her captor had finished, Heather verified that, indeed, her arms had been perfectly attached to her body, preventing any movement, and felt how the thief repeated his movement, this time joining her elbows to her breasts. When he finished, he continued with his "educational kidnapping."
 - Afterwards, you have to be sure that your captive cannot escape by jumping around. To avoid this, we are going to tie your thighs to your ankles. Seeing how flexible you are, I don't think it will hurt you too much.
 - Whatever you say. - Heather answered, condescendingly.
The intruder started again, wrapping several feet of tape tightly around the thighs and ankles of the captive, who refused to admit that deep down she was enjoying herself.
 - Finally, the gag part. I suppose you have already noticed that the one you were wearing was not efficient enough, right? - Heather nodded, blushing. - That's because it had no stuffing.

  - Stuffing? - She repeated, again using her most innocent voice.
 - Yes. You have to put something inside the mouth of your captive in order to make sure that she does not speak through whatever you use to gag her. Now open your mouth.

Heather obeyed, watching how her captor inserted one of Nicole's handkerchiefs into her mouth.

  - And now, you have to make sure that what holds the stuffing is not going to fall off, and that's something you cannot achieve with just several strips of tape on top. - Again, he grabbed the roll, and did the same thing he had done with the rest of her body, wrapping her head several times, until the tape was finished. - Let's see, try it.
 - MPHHHH! - Heather tried to scream, checking how her huge gag muffled out all her attempts.
She had to admit she was impressed. And, although the fact that she was being robbed prevented her from enjoying her experience to the fullest, she tried to let herself go.
 - And now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do. - He added, as he left the room.
Again, Heather was left alone, bound and gagged in her room. Only this time, in a position much stricter and unknown to her. Escaping without help was going to be a mission impossible, so she chose to let go, and make her situation as bearable as possible.
When she was beginning to enjoy her predicament again, she heard a female voice calling her name.
Nicole!
She had completely forgotten about her friend. Quickly, she started yelling through her gag, trying to alert her that there was a burglar in the house. But it was useless, and the brunette entered the room to see her friend in a very different position from how she had left her.
 - Heather! - She screamed in alarm. - But what happened?
 - MPHHHHHH! - The redhead tried to scream.
 - You must be Nicole. - A strange male voice observed from the door. - Heather told me about you. I guess you won't mind that I added some tweaks to your work.
 - And who are you? - The young brunette asked alarmed. - And why are you wearing a mask?
 - Holy God! How rude of me! - The thief answered, pretending to palm himself on the forehead. - My name is David. Heather hired me to help her fulfill one of her fantasies: being tied up and gagged. The mask is just part of the experience.
Nicole checked him out suspiciously, as if wondering whether to believe him or not. In the end, she turned to her friend, and yelled:
 - Shit, Heather! That's how much you trusted me to do a good job?
 - MPHHHHH! - Replied the redhead, shaking her head.
 - Yeah right?. And that's why you called in a professional, right?
 - If you allow me. - The thief pointed out. - I think that although the restraints in general were fine, there were several ways how she could have scaped, not to mention the weak gag. I've already explained three or four things to Heather that may come in handy for her future sessions. If you want, I could teach you too.
 - MPHHHHHHH! - Heather tried to intervene, who couldn't believe that her friend was believing that crude lie.
 - Alright! - The brunette answered, delighted.
 - But, if you want, I can do it with ropes. You know, to add some variety.
 - Of course! Of course.
Again, the intruder grabbed the ropes and crawled over the brunette's body, to the muffled screams of the hostess.
 - Please, Heather. You have already had your chance. Let me learn.
The redhead snorted, and continued with her complaints.
 - MPHHHHHHH!
 - Your friend is a bit selfish, Nicole. But hey, we're not going to let her spoil our party, are we?
 - Of course not. - Nicole answered, visibly mad at her friend. - But wait a minute. To see how you tie the knots, maybe I should get undressed to my underwear. So that the clothes are not an impediment, right?
 - That's a very good idea. - The thief answered, delighted.
Without thinking twice, Nicole took off her culottes and black blouse, before the stunned gaze of the redhead.
 - Let's get started then. First, you have to tie your victim's hands. Here's how: you fold a piece of rope in half, and twist it around the girl's wrists. Then, you wrap it around several times, until there is hardly any rope left, and you put the excess in the gap between the wrists, you see?
Nicole turned as far as she could, to observe the lesson the thief was teaching behind her back.
 - Now, I'm going to do the same with your elbows, and then I'll pass the same rope in front of your torso, above and below your breasts, and then up and down, making them look like framed, is that okay?
 - Well of course! I am here to learn. - She replied happily. - I think I'm beginning to understand why you like all this, Heather.
 - It's fun, right?
 - It really is.
 - MPHHHHHHHHH! - The redhead kept protesting.
However, her two companions continued to ignore her. When the thief finished tying Nicole's breasts, he did the same with her ankles, and continued with her knees, above and below the kneecap. Next, he wrapped another piece of rope around the brunette's waist, to continue joining that same piece with which he tied her hands. Heather couldn't believe how naive her friend was being who, on the contrary, seemed to be enjoying her "adventure" very much.
 - Wow! - She exclaimed amazed. - You really know what you're doing.
 - Well, you don't get to this profession without learning a couple of tricks. - He replied laughing.
With several new meters of rope, he fixed the thighs of the young brunette, before the incessant protests of the hostess, who did not stop fighting and jumping on the bed.
 - Can't you stand still? - She snapped at her friend, annoyed.
 - MPHHHH! - was, again, her unintelligible answer.
 - Forget about her. Let's keep doing our thing. Well, now I'm going to give you the choice, I can tie your ankles to your thighs, and them to your waist, so that you look like a ball, or I can tie you in a hogtie.
 - And what is a hogtie? - Nicole asked, curious.
 - It consists of tying your ankles to your hands, or elbows, depending on your flexibility, while you are lying face down.
 - Wow! I think I will go for that option.
 - Wise choice. - the thief laughed. - Then please lie on your stomach.
The brunette turned awkwardly on the bed, putting her head on the pillow and standing next to her bound friend, who was looking at her with an expression of disappointment and condescension.
David, or whatever his name was, took another rope, and brought Nicole's ankles as close as he could to her wrists, bending their knees, until they practically bumped into each other.
 - You are also very flexible, right?
 - Well yeah, I guess. - The young woman answered, blushing, as she noticed how her captor was playing with the pieces of nylon again. When he was done, he added:
 - Come on, try them.
Nicole began to roll back onto the bed, even running into her friend, and hopping awkwardly, while giggling mischievously.
 - You really know what you do, don't you?
 - Well, you don't get to this job without learning a couple of tricks. - David repeated laughing. - You want us to test the gag?
 - Ummmm… well, okay. If I'm honest, I'm a little nervous about this part.
 - I assure you that you have nothing to worry about. - David answered in a reassuring voice. - Anyway, if at any time you feel uncomfortable, you just have to wink at me, okay?
 - Agree. - The young woman answered, calmer.
 - As I have already mentioned to Heather, putting a few strips of tape over your victim's mouth does not ensure that they will not be able to articulate a word, or even get rid of it.
 - Yeah ... I guess I didn't try that hard enough. Sorry. - She added with a shy smile towards her friend, who grunted angrily.
 - You don't have to apologize, really. I am here to teach you. - The brunette smiled at her captor, who was enjoying his "work" like never before. - The main thing when making an effective gag is the stuffing. You have to insert something into your victim's mouth, it can be a sock, some underwear, or handkerchiefs, and then perform the gag. In your case, since it is the first time, we are going to opt for a handkerchief, do you think?
 - Perfect.
 - Open the mouth. -  Nicole obeyed immediately, and David put another linen handkerchief into the young woman's mouth. - Next, the gag that is most effective for me personally is the wrap gag, which consists of using the roll of tape to go around the victim's head. - Nicole nodded, while the thief began to gag her. When he had completed seven loops around the young brunette's head, he cut the ribbon. - How do you feel?
 - Mphhhhhh! - The brunette answered, delighted, and smiling with her eyes, as she turned awkwardly towards her captor.
 - Well, ladies, it's been a pleasure. And Heather, I hope you don't hesitate to contact me next time. - The thief said goodbye, winking.
 - MPHHHHHHHH! - The redhead protested.
 - She can't stop protesting, huh, Nicole? I think she wanted to be the center of attention herself.
 - Mphhaahahahahaha. - The brunette laughed under her gag.
 - Well, like I said, ladies. A pleasure!
 - Mphhhye. - The brunette said goodbye, amused.
Heather kept protesting and struggling, feeling how the more she struggled, the more the tape tightened against her body. Arms, completely immobile, struggled to reach for any sharp objects around them that could cut through the strong ribbon. At the same time, she exerted all the force she was capable of with her legs, trying to separate the tape that joined her ankles and thighs, obtaining the same and useless result.
She couldn't believe how stupid her friend had been, letting a common thief convince her that he was some kind of hired bondage consultant. Although, thinking about it, knowing how insistent she had been the last few days with her "special gift", it wouldn't have been so far-fetched.
Nicole, on the other hand, was enjoying herself like never before. Who could have thought that being bound and gagged could be so much fun? She felt the ropes tightly pressed against her semi-naked body, and she was really enjoying it. She moaned through her gag in pleasure. She was playfully fighting her moorings as she giggled at the murderous stares of her friend, thinking it was all part of the show.
Then Heather looked at the clock on her nightstand. It was twelve thirty at night and the music was still playing! It was the time that she had agreed with the neighbors to end the party. She couldn't start that way in his new neighborhood. However, surprisingly, the music suddenly stopped.
What had happened? The redhead wondered, as she tried to scream to alert those present to her current situation.
The only answer was some approaching footsteps, up the stairs. Suddenly, a figure entered the room. It was John, Nicole's boyfriend, who was scared to see his girlfriend in such a characteristic position.
 - Nicole!
 - Mphhhhhh! - The brunette answered him with a joyful cry drowned out by the gag, and with a wink of her bright eyes.
  - I had no idea that you were also interested in these things. You could have told me! Don't be offended, Heather, but Nicole told me about you. You know, she can't be quiet… well except now. - He pointed laughing.
 - MPHHHHHH! - The redhead protested.
 - Yes, I know. Sometimes she is too nosy.
Heather couldn't believe that John still hadn't moved from the door, but continued to watch his girlfriend's joyous struggle, and the not-so-joyous hostess.
 - Anyway, what I was saying. I remembered that you told us that the party had to end at 0:30 am, otherwise your neighbors would kill you. Not seeing you, I thought maybe your games had taken you longer than you thought, so I told the DJ to stop the music, and I sent everyone home.
Heather sighed in relief. Finally! And hopefully, she could get rid of those stupid binds once and for all.
 - And we are also going Nicole. I remind you that some people have to work tomorrow. - He added winking.
 - Mphhhhh. - The brunette protested.
 - At most, I can take you to the car like that, and untie you at home, if you want to enjoy the experience a little more.
The young woman nodded delightedly, while giggling when her brand-new prince lifted her in his arms.
 - MPHHHHHH! - The redhead kept protesting.
 - Do you think I should untie it? - John asked his girlfriend. Heather nodded exaggeratedly, but Nicole shook her head. - You're right, after all, this was her fantasy. It's only fair that we let her enjoy it. - Now, Nicole did nod. - Okay. Heather, I'll come check on you tomorrow when I get off work, okay? Until then, enjoy your gift.
 - MPHHHHHH! - The hostess's protests were useless. John and Nicole had already left the bedroom, which meant that she had a long fight ahead of her.
She continued screaming, but all her attempts were muffled, first by the handkerchief, and then by the tape. Aware that the chances of being heard and rescued were infinitely reduced, she chose to continue fighting against the tape, although the tightness only became stronger with her attemps.
Unable to free herself from her binds, and the absence of any sharp objects nearby with which to cut the unbreakable ribbon, Heather chose to relax and try to sleep. Maybe she would have better luck the next day.