She woke up in the middle of the night. Darkness was all that she could watch through the window, and she turned to check her watch. Five thirty in the morning.

She shifted in bed, knowing that she would be unable to sleep at all, so she tried to wake Laura up.

However, her captor was still sleeping peacefully. Then Anna thought that it could be her chance to escape. Grabbing the blankett with her bound hands, she tried to pull it back, without making too much noise or generating movement, so as not to wake her captor.

Fortunately, she was silent enough for Laura to keep sleeping. Once she was sat up in her bed, ready to start bouncing her way out, she thought maybe it wasn't a good idea.

If the day before it had taken a Herculean effort to get to her bed from the door, hopping downstairs was the closest to a mission impossible.

But in a fit of willpower and optimism, she rose to her feet. Much faster than the day before, she reached the door, without stumbling or losing her balance. Fortunately, Laura had left it open, so she wouldn't have to fiddle with the knob. When she got to the hall, she stopped again. She felt what she was doing as a betrayal to Laura, who had promised her that they would behave better with her from now on.

On the other hand, that girl had kidnapped her, so screw her! Driven by rage, she walked down the hall, very slowly, leaning against the wall as much as she could. Crossing barely ten meters of corridor took her about twenty-five minutes. She figured it was better to make sure she didn't fall than to try to go fast and pay a visit to the carpet.

She reached the stairs. That's where the challenge began. As good as she could, and trying not to fall, she turned on her back, since she thought that it would be easier to do it that way. After having done that, she began, again, little by little, from rung to rung, taking some moments to breathe. Each hop means one more step in the direction of her freedom.

On the last step before reaching the landing, however, she did trip over something. She had to jump back twice to lean against the wall and keep from falling. When she saw what she had stumbled upon, she almost screamed with rage. It was her brother's favorite toy, who had left it lying around as usual.

She continued on his way, again, slowly and safe and sound. She kept on descending step by step, checking how the first light of day filtered through the living room window.

Time was running out. Laura's workday began at seven in the morning, and her odyssey was taking too long. Miraculously, she reached the ground floor without a scratch, and blessing his luck. The white wooden door loomed before her, barely twelve hops away. Freedom was near. However, the threat of the rising sun forced her to hurry.

She left the slow pace, and opted for somewhat longer and more risky jumps. When she had nothing left to reach her, she noticed how her right leg failed, but luckily she managed to stay on her feet. There it was, finally. She was going to make it. She reached the door, leaned on the doorknob, turned it, and… it was closed. Dammit! Fortunately, she could see that Laura, perhaps trusting too much in herself, had left the keys on the sideboard. She only had to take two or three steps, and she would escape.

However, the ease of the problem and the rush made her trust herself too much and take a bad step. This time, she fell to the stage floor, making a crash that she hoped Laura hadn't heard. She was lost. But still, she didn't want to give up without a fight. She crawled along the ground until she reached the nearest wall. Then, turning her whole body, she leaned on her, and, after many more falls, managed to get to his feet. Again, this time more cautiously, she approached the sideboard where the keys were and, this time, she managed to reach them. When she was about to jump back to the door, a voice from the back of the room woke her from her fantasy of freedom.

   - Where do you think you are going?

The blonde's voice sounded authoritative, albeit with a touch more disappointment than anger. Then, with what little strength was left and knowing that it was useless, Anna ran to the lock and tried to insert the key inside. By the time she'd done it, Laura had already caught up, turning her nightly effort into a chimera.
 - I am disappointed, Anna. I thought that after what we talked about yesterday, I would have convinced you, or at least I would have made you trust me. But I see I did not.
Laura had made her feel bad for trying to escape her own abduction. It was ridiculous. But the sweet voice and the way she spoke caused Anna to draw a pained face, and lower her gaze.
 - Mphhhmphhhhh. - She tried to explain herself, uselessly.
 - You know what? That I think you deserve punishment.
 - MPHHHHHHH! - The other protested, fearing what was up.
 - Come to the living room.
 - Mphhh? - She asked surprised.
 - If you have managed to hop from your room to the door, I do not think that reaching the living room is a big problem.
Anna turned red, and obeyed. After all, she was right. She began hopping towards where Laura was already waiting for her.

She had emptied the main table from the stuff that was over it.

  - Come over here.

The little girl obeyed, hopping towards the table.

  - You have disappointed me, Anna. You have abused my confidence, and betrayed me.

  - MPhhut mphhou mphhhhnapped - (But you kidnapped me).

  - Yes, but I thought there was some kind of implicit agreement between us after what we discussed last night. But apparently that agreement is broken again, so, are you ready to be treated like a real captive again?

  - MPhhhooooo, mphhhease!

  - Oh, yes. And the first step of that treatment is a better gag, of course.

Laura then took her pants off and then repeated the procedure with her panties. She then unbuckled Anna's ballgag.

  - Please, Laura, stop doing that. I'm sorry, I'm really sormphhhhhhhh!!!!

She couldn't finish her sentence, since Laura shoved her panties in her mouth right away. She then grabbed one of the scarfs she had conveniently taken with her and tightly cleave gagged her. Not happy with that, she took another scarf, a red one, and put it over her mouth and nose.

  - Yep, that's better. Now, get up here - she added, pointing the table.

  - MPhhhhaat?

  - Do what you can to get up here - Laura repeated.

The table was a bit higher than Anna's waist, so it would be a tough task for the young girl to get there. Anyway, knowing she didn't have any other chance, she hop a few steps and made the final jump to end up over the table, squirming and struggling for not to fall down.

  - Well that's cute - Laura conceded. - Now lay down on your stomach.

Anna obeyed again and, making the biggest effor she had ever made, she managed to lay down.

Then, Laura grabbed some new ropes and ordered her captive to join her ankles and wrists, which she again conceded. She quickly hogtied her. Anna couldn't believe how fast she had learned to tie that good. Then, she tied another crotchrope, much tighter than the one before, which pressed Anna's clit much more. She could already feel the little bites of the rope in her private area. But Laura was far from over, and grabbing another piece of nylon she bound her elbows together, and them to the hogtie. After it, she took the longest piece she could find and attached her captive's body tightly to the table, wrapping it several times, making sure she wouldn't go anywhere.

Anna wasn't even fighting anymore. What was the point? Instead, she let Laura make her art, hoping her to finish soon to leave her alone with her bondage and crotchrope.

  - Well, honey. Now I have to go.  I know I told you my bosses had given me a free day, but I have some business to attend. As you may understand, I couldn't leave you wandering around the house freely, specially not after last night.

  - Mphhh - grumbled Laura.

  - But don't worry. Even after your betrayal, I am willing to keep my word and, if you behave yourself, I may let you have breakfast when I come back. Who knows? Maybe I even bring a surprise for you.

  - MPhhhh?

¿A surprise? Anna thought. What could it be?

  - Bye, sweetie, see you later.

After Laura left, Anna didn't even try to escape. That bondage was the tightest she had been forced into. Not that she was a bondage expert, but without any doubt was the hardest of the last twenty four hours, and that was a lot.

She tested the crotchrope, and felt herself cumming again. She couldn't say how she felt, even if she could. The mixture of pain and pleasure was undescriptable.

And then was Laura's surprise. What could it be?

She was already waiting for her to come back.

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