Here we have third and last part of this new saga. Hope you enjoy it.

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  - Mrs. Pope, are you sure about this? – asked Mackenzie.

She had been untied by Mrs Pope right after hanging up the phone. She had learned about the specific instructions about how to carry out the exchange, and they were… let’s say… strange. And needed some help. That’s when Mackenzie had to take part.

  - Yes, I’m sure. That thug didn’t leave any choice – answered Mrs. Pope, who was sitting on the trunk of her car with several coils of rope next to her.

She had been commanded to take a briefcase with the money inside, like a normal ransom. Only this time, the procedure of giving the money away would be something awkward. She had to be tied up and gagged, really tight and in a specific position, by someone near her and NOT her husband, she had been very clear about that. So that’s when Mackenzie comes in. Mrs. Pope had untied and ungagged her, in order that she could tie her up the way the robber specified.

  - But… bound and gagged? How are you supposed to give away the ransom?

  - Well… you have to take me to the exchange’s location. Then take me out of the trunk and I am to go hopping to the kidnappers’ position and give the money. Take my daughter so that we both go back hopping to the car and you can untie us.

  - But how are you going…?

  - I KNOW IT MAKES NO SENSE! I JUST DON’T HAVE ANY OTHER CHOICE! -shouted Mrs. Pope -. Look at this!

She took her phone and showed Mackenzie the picture she had been sent. It showed little Amy, all trussed up from head to toes, hogtied and with a severe wrap gag around her head.

  - Okay, Mrs. Pope. I understand now. So how am I supposed to be tying you up?

  - Yes, they were very specific about it. You have to tie my ankles, legs, above and below my knees, thighs, toes, wrists, breasts to my elbows, and waist to my hands, is that clear?

  - I think so…

  - Cool. Then let’s begin.

Mackenzie began moving, grabbing one of the ropes Mrs. Pope had prepared and wrapping it around her ankles. Of course, her employer didn’t know she had prepared this whole plot alongside her lover. She wanted to have some fun, so she tied the first rope loosely, to see if Mrs. Pope told her to tighten it.

Indeed she did.

  - Are you crazy? This is not believable! Make it tighter!

  - Okay, okay -answered Mackenzie, smiling to her inside.

She looked at Mrs. Pope body. She was wearing, according to the call’s orders, a nice tube skirt and a silk white blouse, which made her to look even more amazing than usual. Nice, curvy but not fat. Good shape for being in her forties. Her eyes were a blast. Deep and blue, beautiful. Yes, Mrs. Pope was a good match, she would make a very pretty captive.

  - Is that tight enough? -asked Mackenzie when she had nicely wrapped the first coil of rope around Mrs. Pope’s ankles.

  - Yes, I think that would do. Now, keep moving.

She kept on tying her as she had told her to. Legs, thighs, toes (she was barefoot, of course, it would increase her sensation of helplessness), wrists, breasts, and waist. Damn, she looked awesome.

This crazy idea of having her convinced to go through all this to get her daughter back had been her owns. She knew she wouldn’t do anything to have Amy hurt, and wanted to see her in bondage so badly that considered cool to give it a try. And it went on like preplanned, after all.

  - Okay, now for the gag. That bitch gave some creepy though specific explanations. I need you to listen carefully, because I’m obviously going to tell you once, okay?

  - Sure.

  - Okay. So first, you have to stuff two of my knee socks inside my mouth.

  - Inside your mouth? – repeated Mackenzie, pretending to be surprised.

  - Yes. I know it’s gross, more for me than you, as you can guess, but you have to do that.

  - Okay – agreed the babysitter, as she approached the woman’s drawer.

  - Wait! There is more. After you stuff those two socks inside my mouth, you have to take that roll of duct tape over there, and wrap my lower face.

  - WHAT?

  - You heard me. This is more difficult for me than you, so please do as I say. After looping the roll up to ten times around my head, you are to grab a scarf and tie it around my head, over my mouth and nose.

  - Ma’am…

  - It’s the only way!! – the mother shouted, desperately -. If you don’t do as they told me, my daughter dies. So please, help me.

Mackenzie looked into Mrs. Pope’s eyes. They were filled with tears and pleaded for a helpful hand. So, in the end, she complied and grabbed the materials she was up to use.

  - Okay, Mrs. Pope, as you say. Now, if you open up…

  - Wait. I need to tell you where the exchange will take place.

  - Oh! Sure!

  - It will happen in the old station, next to the abandoned platform. You’ll open the trunk, where I’ll be waiting, and I’ll go hopping to get my daughter. If anything goes wrong, I want you to immediately call the police, is that clear, Mackenzie?

  - Transparent.

  - Fine. Thanks for doing this, and sorry about before… you know…

  - No worries, Mrs. Pope, I can’t judge you.

  - Thanks, Mackenzie. Now you can gag me – she added as she opened her mouth widely.

The babysitter proceeded to do what she had been asked to. She stuffed the pair of socks inside her employer’s mouth, to then take the roll of tape and wrapped it around Mrs. Pope lower face. Then, she added one of the woman’s scarfs to cover it all up.

  - Can you scream, Mrs. Pope?

  - MPPHHHHHHHHH!!

  - Fine. Shall we go, then?

  - MPhh mphhhh – Mrs. Pope nodded.

Then, both women left the room and addressed to the garage. Once they were there, Mackenzie helped the woman inside the trunk of her BMW. Then she opened the garage’s door and left the house.

They got to the meeting point at the agreed time. A van was helping for them in the distance. A masked woman, known for Mackenzie, waited outside the vehicle. She stopped about half a mile away from her and left the car. Next, she opened the trunk and helped Mrs. Pope out of it.

  - Will you be alright? – the babysitter asked.

  - Mphhhhh – Mrs. Pope nodded, once again.

Then, she began hopping towards her daughter’s kidnapper’s position.

  - My, my, looks like mommy has come to save the day, hasn’t she?

  - MPHHHHH!! – protested the woman, not liking the joke.

  - Ohhhh, let me guess. You want to see your daughter, don’t you?

  - MPHHHH!! – she nodded.

  - Okay, then let’s not postpone the family meeting – she greeted, opening the back door of the white van. There, a hogtied and wrap gagged Amy waited for the hoped rescue. However, when she witnessed her mother bound and gagged in front of the door, she began crying.

“Don’t worry darling, I’ve come to save you” she tried to say. Of course, what came out of her mouth was just a muffled: MPPHHH MPHH MPHHHH MPHHHHHH.

  - Oh, look at that. What a great family meeting. But, I’m afraid I need that amount of money we agreed on, darling.

Mrs. Pope shook her hand, where she was carrying a briefcase with the money. The kidnapper helped herself and grabbed it. Once she checked the amount was the agreed one, she addressed the mother, who was looking at her in fear.

  - Very well, my dear. You’ve proved yourself very valid. However, I’m afraid this is not that easy.

  - MPHH? – asked the woman, fearing the worse.

  - Well, I must say I didn’t think you’d be so stupid to fell for this. But, look at you, you did, hahahahaha. You are bound and gagged with your beloved daughter and, you know what? No one is coming to save you.

  - MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! – screamed Mrs. Pope, trying to warn Mackenzie.

  - MPHHHHHHHHHHH!! – Amy joined, knowing it was useless.

  - Oh, but I’m afraid we need to have you more secured.

Without wasting any time, she took a new coil of rope and forced the woman inside the van, facing the floor of the vehicle. She then grabbed her bound wrists and tied them to her ankles, leaving her in a tight hogtie.

She began crying, feeling lost and sad for failing her daughter.

  - You may be wondering why I’m keeping you both here, even though you’ve paid the rescue, don’t you?

  - MPHHHHHHHHHHHH!! – both mother and daughter screamed, protesting through their gags.

  - Very easy. So that I have another chance to get a new ransom for you both. Business, ladies, hahaha.

  - MPHHHHHHHHHHH!!

  - OH! And I have a last surprised for you – she then step aside and introduced her partner in crime in scene -. Ta da!

Mackenzie showed up with a smile in her face and a mocking expression. Mrs. Pope stared at her with puppy eyes and a scared face.

  - Oh, yes, ma’am. This was my idea from the beginning, hahahahah.

  - MPHHHHHHHH!! – Mrs. Pope cried at her own silliness.

  - Anyway, this is not entirely our fault, you know?

  - MPHH! – she protested, with a doubtful expression.

  - If you weren’t such an overprotective mother, seeking for a babysitter for your grown up daughter, none of this would have happened. So, if you think about it, this is, after all, your fault, for not trusting your daughter enough.

  - MPHH….. – she then looked at Amy, who was staring at her with her eyes in fire.

  - I’m sorry for you, Amy. For having such a bitch for a mother. But, one never chooses her family, ain’t that right? HAHAHAH. Whatever, have a good sleep, ladies. Let’s hope Mr. Pope not to be such an idiot when he comes back, so that you can get back home safe and sound.

After her speech, she closed the back door of the van, leaving the two captives screaming and moaning through their gags, and wondering what would happen to them. Some funny days awaited for Mackenzie and her lover.