Synopsis: So, our friend Hera from the story below didn't learn her lesson, so she keeps visiting her favorite place, www.ff.com, seeking for another wild adventure. What will come out from this one?

Once again, Hera Sinclair found herself surfing the www.ff.com website. After all, Stacy kept her word and, even though it was her free day, she freed Hera as soon as the supermarket was open.

And, although she had endured more than 30 hours in tight inescapable bondage, it didn't make her lust fade away. Now, a week after her last adventure, she was determined to face a new bondage predicament she had been thinking about.

This time, instead of searching for a topic that would match her likings, she began a new one, named:

'Gotta a new outfit I wanna be bound in'

Next, she explained:

'Hi y'all, Hera here again, asking for some action.

A week after my last adventure, which turned out to be more extreme than I had ever anticipated, I'm back here to propose you guys something.

Yesterday, I bought this new outfit: a long grey tube skirt, with which I can barely move, but you know, elegance doesn't always mean comfort. And a super tight black sleeveless tank top.

So, as the topic reads, I want to be bound in it. I wanna live out another one of my fantasies: being bound and gagged during a home invasion.

So here's my idea: next Saturday I'll leave my place for around one hour. I'll leave my keys under the doormat. So, here's the funny part. How to find my house? I'll give you a riddle to decipher my own address. I'm not oblivious to how dangerous this is, but I think I can trust this community, so I'll let my lust guide me. So, my desire is to be surprised by a masked burglar, preferably a woman, but I'll make no discrimination. I want them to grab me from behind, make me gag myself with a pair of used panties of my own. I want my mouth well stuffed. Next, I'll be forced to wrap tape around my face, covering the stuffing. I'd like to be chair taped. Whatever it takes, hands, elbows, legs... and to be attached to it. I wanna be furniture. Next, they would take the keys and leave me alone for two hours before releasing me.

If anyone is interested, please don't DM me, just be there. I'll act scared, but I'll be more than glad to welcome you ;)

So, the riddle to decipher is:

Town: Robert Oppenheimer. Plancton. Evergreen Terrace. Owen Wilson. Never.

Street: There's an avenue where a relationship between people or groups is based on shared feelings, interests, or experiences.

Number: 458176125397

Good luck y'all;)'

Hesitating a bit, Hera pressed Enter. She knew about how dangerous her whole fantasy could turn out, but was more than willing to take the risk.

Now, she just had to wait.

So Saturday came and Hera did as she had said. She left the keys under the doormat and left the place. The hard part now would be staying out for one hour without thinking about her soon-to-be home invasion.

She took a bus to the center and had a coffee in a café she tended to visit. She was back even before the agreed time, but she couldn’t stop it.

She was so eager to live out her fantasy she hadn’t even thought that maybe no one had solved the test. She used her own key to enter the house.

“Uhh, finally home!” she exclaimed, like if she was warning anyone about her presence in the place.

However, nothing happened. A little disappointed, she came round the house, looking for any bad guys to surprise her, but no one seemed to be in there.

Disappointed and with a growing unsatisfied lust, she sat on the couch, wondering if some self-bondage would be fulfilling enough.

However, that wouldn’t be necessary, since a gloved hand landed over her mouth, covering it shut and making sure she didn’t scream.

“Hummmm… the house was supposed to be empty” a female voice observed. “What should I do with you now missy?”

“Mphhhh” came Hera’s answer behind the handgag.

“Good thing I came prepare. Now can I trust you you won’t scream if I take my hand off your mouth?”

Hera nodded in response.

“Okay, so stand up. Don’t turn around and put your hands behind your back” the newcomer said as she took the hand off the brunette’s mouth.

Hera complied. Next thing she saw was a little girl, probably younger than herself, although that was something difficult to say, given the ski mask covering her face and the leather suit she was wearing. She stood in front of her holding several rolls of tape in one hand and a couple of panties in the other.

“Stuff them in your mouth” she said as she handed Hera the two pair of panties.

“Okay… but please don’t hurt me” Hera answered in a puppy voice, getting into character.

“Oh, I won’t, honey, you’re too beautiful to be hurt. But you must do as I say, okay?”

Hera nodded with the panties already stuffed in her mouth.

“Now cut seven stripes of this tape and cover your lips. And I mean COVER them. Nose to chin, am I clear?”

Hera nodded again, a bit disappointed. She expected some wrap gags after all. Tape gags were just fine, but eventually were easier to come out.

Anyway, she obeyed, determined to not break the character of the poor housewife victim of a home invasion.

When she was done, and to her surprise, the masked lady handed her a thicker tape, maybe four inches thick.

“You didn’t think you could get away with such a weak gag, did you?”

“Mph” moaned Hera, who couldn’t hide a glare of joy in her eyes.

“So, you will wrap your head fifteen times with this new thick roll, fine?”

What? Fifteen times? That would be too much. But Hera was sure she could handle. She had never been gagged so heavily, except by Stacy last time, maybe.

Anyway, she did as she was told, one more time, and wait for the newcomer to give new instructions.

She took a chair from the table.

“Sit. And put your hands behind the back of the chair”.

“Mphh mph” Hera nodded moaning.

Not another word, the pretended burglar began her magic.

She first taped up her fists, to Hera’s glad surprise. That would leave her even more helpless! She kept working on her wrists, and elbows.

She then moved on to her under body.

“Wow, what a beautiful outfit you’ve got in there. Too bad it’ll end up all sticky after I finish with you”.

“Mphhhhh” Hera hadn’t thought about it. But didn’t care that much.

The burglar did her feet next, binding them together. Next, ankles, calves and knees. Next, she bound Hera’s ankles to the chair’s legs, her thighs to the seat and her waist to the back, grabbing her already bound hands.

“How do you feel this? Tight enough?” she mocked.

“MPHHHHHHH” Hera didn’t even try to hide her excitement anymore.

“I just don’t know. I think you’re still too free on your chest. However, it’s such a shame that those huge, pointy goodies remained unseen, don’t you think?”

“MPhh?” Hera sighed in confusion.

The burglar then pulled up Hera’s tank top, to the house host surprise, revealing a pair of perfect breasts with, as the intruder had said, pointy erected nipples.

“Wow, isn’t this beautiful?”

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHH” protested Hera, who hadn’t agreed to being naked.

“Oh, don’t lie to me. Can’t you see your nipples? I know you’re enjoying this. Now I can work something out for that part”.

She then took the roll again, and framed her breasts around, securing them to the back of the chair.

“Now, this is more like it. Should we let the rest in, then?”

“Mph?” Hera asked with a soft moan. What did she mean with ‘the rest’?

“Guys! You may come in now!”

The front door opened and a group of nine people entered the house. All of them were women, which somehow calmed Hera down. And all of them were wearing the first outfit the first one wore. Black leather catsuits and black ski masks.

“You’ll see. Your riddle wasn’t just that difficult. Rope Town, Bond avenue, 157. We all solved it! Of course, we couldn’t come in here all together, it might get you scared. So we had this private chat in the forum and agreed to come out with this little trick. He he”.

“MPHHHHHHHHHH!” Hera screamed, feeling a little too exposed for her taste.

“Oh, come on, Hera. Don’t be like that. No one wanted to miss this roleplayed robbery… although, and here comes another confession. This is more a robbery than it is a roleplay”.

“MPhhhhh?”

“Guys, why don’t you go find anything we can take? Credit cards, jewels, anything. This seems like a nice house, you must have all kinds of expensive stuff around, don’t you, Hera, dear?”

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Hera groaned in anger.

“I will stay here and watch our little bondage slut” she mocked.

The criminal crew spread around the house, while the first one sat over Hera’s thighs, face to face. Her smile was pretty obvious even through the face mask.

“Oh, come on, Hera. This is a dream for you, isn’t it? I mean yes, we’re going to steal some of your valuables but, come on. Don’t tell me you’re not turned on right now”.

“MPHHHHHHH” Hera protested, both for being robbed and because the not-so-pretended burglar was right. The whole thing was too arousing to be ignored.

“Hahahaha, you can put your angry look all you want, but your nipples are screaming the truth. And they’re saying: ‘she’s right, she’s right!’ Hahahahahaha”.

Hera put a defeated sad face then. She had been beaten, she couldn’t hide the truth. She was a bondage lover.

Soon later, the whole crew came back to the living room, with several bags full of Hera’s belongings. One of them, however, was grabbing a very beloved item for Hera.

“Oh, aren’t you a naughty girl?” the first robber claimed as she took Hera’s vibrator from her partner-in-crime’s hands. “Well, since you can’t have a crotchrope with that skirt, why don’t we give you some goodbye present? For being such a lovely host”.

“Mphhh” Hera softly moaned. She wanted to protest, but couldn’t. She really wanted that vibrator.

“But only if you want, Hera. So, tell me, do you want this vibrator?”

That was humiliating. That bitch knew her well. She tried to encourage herself and keep some dignity. However, once again and like it’s always been, her lust and love for bondage won the battle.

“Mphh” she nodded shyly.

The robber then grabbed her chin up and looked into her eyes.

“I want you to say it. ‘I want that vibrator in my pussy.’ Say it”.

Hera gave her an angry look again, but it was useless. Finally, she tried to say under the gag:

“MPh mphhhhnt mpaht mphasbooooooor!”

“Hm… good enough”.

She then grabbed the roll of tape, pulled down her skirt and panties, at least as much as the tape covering her thighs allowed, and put the vibrator in place. She taped it to her waist, pull the skirt and panties back on, and turned it on.

“Well, well, so farewell, sweetie. I hope you don’t hate us too much, and think of this as a lesson”.

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

“Never give your address to strangers on Internet. Even though you think they’re just as kinky as you 😉”.

With a wink, she and her ‘colleagues’ left the house, leaving Hera with a mixture of feelings, and struggling both to get free and to have a precious orgasm.

Probably, the second would come first.