It was a Thursday night like any other, when Hera Sinclair was sitting before her laptop, surfing her favorite website, www.ff.com.

Ff stood for Fetish Forum, so you can guess the kind of people visiting it. Well, Hera was that kind of people. Hera was a tall, brunette woman. Standing 5.5 ft tall, and having her hair cut medium-length, she was more than attractive.

She scrolled down the screen til she found a topic that caught her attention.

"Places where you fantasize to be bound"

There were answers of all kind. 'In my office, in front of everybody'. 'Walking in the street with a long coat covering my knots and a scarf over my face covering my gag. A mask would do as well'.

Hera didn't have to think about it too much. She had spent a lot of time thinking about it. And it was far more precise.

'Hi! Most of you already know me, my name is Hera and here's my fantasy. I'd like to be bound in public, but hidden. Let me explain myself.

There's a supermarket close to my house. There works a cute girl, a little blondie named Stacy. I'd love if she had me bound and gagged in some kind of storage room. A 'staff only' kind, where only she and maybe some of her coworkers had access.

I wanna be toughly hogtied with rope and would love to have her used panties stuffed inside my mouth and a huge roll of microfoam tape wrapping my head, keeping them in place. To top it all, I'd love if she used my scarf to give me an OTN gag. Oh, if only...'

She pressed enter and kept surfing checking other fantasies.

When she had had enough, she closed her laptop and got to sleep.

Some days later

There she was. Stacy, the cutest dependant ever, behind her till. Hera knew she had been caught staring at her, so she just blushed and turned towards the meat section.

She still had some shopping to do, so she tried to forget about Stacy and focused on not to leave anything behind, as usual. She was wearing a tight sleeveless tank top and a pair of black leather jeans.

However, this time, something different happened.

"Psttt" someone whistled at her.

It was Stacy. She was calling her from behind a door that read 'Staff only'.

Could it be...?

Hera left her cart and followed her to a some sort of storage room.

"You are Hera, aren't you?"

She blushed. She didn't know Stacy knew her name.

"Y.. yes, I am".

"Well I'd introduce myself but you obviously know me" she winked.

"Wh... what??" Hera didn't know where to hide.

"Do you think you're the only one who visits the Fetish Forum?"

Then, Stacy opened a wardrobe that Hera thought was to keep some groceries or extra food. Instead, what there was inside were several coils of rope and some rolls of white tape that Hera soon identified as microfoam.

"Some fantasies are best left to imagination" Stacy said as she took one of the coils of rope "but others deserve to be lived out".

Next, she grabbed Hera's wrists and forced them behind her back, to the brunette's happy surprise.

Was it really happening?

"Are you real?" Hera asked when her wrists were firmly tied behind her back.

"Oh, yes, honey."

"Then, please, tie me up as tight as you can. Please do it so I can't even wriggle. So that escaping is just an illusion. Please..." she begged.

"I'm here for it, hun. You can bet".

Hera's heart escaped a beat. Her blood was probably boiling by then. Her deepest fantasy was actually happening! She couldn't wait to be completely tied up, secured by Stacy. She felt she could trust her, although she didn't even know her.

She just wanted to be tied by her. Feel her lust inside her mouth. Feel helpless. And Stacy was rushing to give her what she wanted.

Soon she had her elbows, knees, calves, thighs and feet bound together. She had even tied her waist to her wrists.

"How is it so far?"

"Fine. But what else can you do?"

"Wow. You're a bigger slut than I thought".

She groaned at her 'insult', but didn't get offended. Honestly, she was right.

"Whatever, but bring it all!" Hera exclaimed, victim of her lust.

"I love your enthusiasm, girl. However, I can't put you in a hogtie just yet, since my break is about to finish and I'm not the only one who has a key for this room".

Hera didn't hide her deception.

"But, I AM the only one who has a key for my locker, so what do you say if I bind you in a nice ball-tie for now until I can get back and have some more fun?"

"Well I said bring it all, didn't I?" asked Hera, caught by her lust.

"Fine then. A locked-up ball-tie it is".

So Stacy helped Hera to sit down and kept on her handy work.

Soon, Hera's ankles were bound to her thighs, and her knees to a chest harness. Escaping, as she had wished, was just an illusion.

"Now, for the gag, I'll give you a snack before coming back with the main dish".

"Oh, please gag me. Stuff your panties in my mouth, I wanna feel you!"

"Not just yet, dear. But patience, all good things will come".

She then undid Hera's black scarf and knotted it in the middle. Then, she stuffed the knot inside her mouth before wrapping it twice around her head.

"Nice long scarf you have there! You look stunning!!"

"Mphhank pfuu" Hera managed to articulate.

"Shit! My break is over! Let's get you nice and comfy in there and I'll be back as soon as possible!"

Being Stacy a little girl, not even close as tall as Hera, pushing her captive inside her locker was a difficult task, but she managed to fetch her in and lock the door.

Hera stayed inside surrounded by dark, hidden in a very tiny space. This did nothing but increase her feeling of helplessness.

"Mphhhhhh" she screamed, knowing no one could hear her.

The thrill was overwhelming. She had fulfill her deepest fantasy, despite the gag, but she trusted Stacy would take care of that soon enough.

She was dying to know what that little blondie had in store for her. In the meantime, she kept wriggling and struggling, feeling all locked up in that tiny space.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps. Someone might have entered the room. She made an effort to remain silent, even though the temptation of moaning was hard to control.

"Can you believe what Sarah did?" A feminine voice asked angrily from the other side.

"I told you she's a bitch. You should've listened".

"I know, I know..."

Hera could barely content the excitement of the situation. Two women speaking some centimeters far from her, who was having the time of her life in those ropes, leaving out her fantasy.

It was exciting, yet dangerous.

Hera even heard how one of the girls opened the locker next to her. Wow.

Her heart began to beat faster. She felt it was about to escape her chest. But she remained silent until she heard the door from the room shutting again.

"Mpppppppph" she let out her excitement with a screm of pleasure.

She felt her lust coming out by wetting her panties, but was too focus in enjoying her predicament to even care about it.

It had been several hours, at least, when Stacy finally opened the locker.

“Wow… don’t you look pretty!” she complimented her.

“mphhh!” came Hera’s soft response.

“So cute!! I’m glad to tell you we’re finally alone. So… we’re were we?”

Stacy took Hera out of the locker and had her sat over the floor of the storage room.

“Now why don’t we get you that hogtie you wanted?”

“MPHHH!!” Hera cheered.

Stacy undid the ropes tying her thighs to her ankles, and her chest to her knees, and helped her lay down, face to the floor. Next, she undid her gag.

“Oh, GOD. This is amazing” exclaimed Hera as soon as her mouth was free.

“So, are you ready to go home?”

“Are you kidding? What about the panty-gag, and the hogtie?”

“Hahahaahaha, it’s just a joke, hun. I’ll give you exactly what you want”.

“Oh, God, yes, please. Tie me tighter, make my heels touch my elbows, make sure I can’t move at all. Please!”

“Said and done, ma’am”.

She helped her bend her knees so that, as requested, her kneels touched her elbows. Next, a piece of rope made sure they stayed that way.

“Please. Please. Gag me. Properly, please. I want your panties inside me. I want the taste of your pussy inside my mouth. Please”.

“Of course, honey”.

Stacy then took off her working jeans, and repeated the process with her underwear. Next, she put on her jeans again, holding a pair of pink panties in her hands.

“Open wide!!” she sang.

Hera complied happily. As soon as she felt the soft and wet silk inside her mouth, she began shaking. She had never been gagged with other woman’s used underwear, so she didn’t know how she’d react. Of course, the lust overpowered any disgusting sensation that could appear.

The tape did nothing but increasing the feeling. Stacy wrapped it up to twenty times around her head. Each loop got tighter than the one before.

“Now let’s give this gag a more stylish touch”.

She then took back her scarf and looped it around her head, over the wrap gag, a couple times, covering her whole lower face, and over her nose.

“Now I’ve got some bad news, miss Hera. I need to go now. I’ve got an important date”.

“MPHHHHHHH?”

“I know, I know. I’d love to stay and play with you too. But don’t worry, I’ll give you something to entertain yourself”.

“MPhhhhhhhhHHH!!!”

Stacy took one last piece of rope and gave her the crotchrope she had yearned for but didn’t know. As soon as the magic rope touched her clit through her leather pants, she forgot about everything else. She let herself go so she barely could hear Stacy’s last words before leaving her.

“I’m gonna lock the room now. But don’t worry, I’ll be back as soon as the supermarket opens. I swear!”

“MPhhhhhhhhhhhh” Hera moaned in a mixture of pleasure and fear. Could she endure so many hours of bondage?

“Try to keep something for me when I get back😉” she added, before locking the door from the other side.

It had been worth it. Hera was sure of that.

Little did she know, though, that next day was the Supermarket’s weekly free day, so she would have to stay put for some more time than expected.

Besides, the day after was Stacy’s free day, so the chances of being rescued by her were minimum.

Would she still believe it was all worth it? Only time will tell.