Disclaimer: this is a more explicit and sexual story than I usually write, and so will be the next to come (part III and probably IV). Hope you like it anyway.

Synopsis: after realizing the actual peril of her current situation, Beth tries to find a way to get free. Will she make it? Spoiler: no, she won't. In fact, she'll face an adventour like she's never experienced before. Not meaning in a bad way.

When Gloria left me alone, I felt petrified. I couldn't even move. The dichotomy of feelings was overwhelming. On one hand, I felt aroused by the bondage I had been put into. On the other, I felt terrified.

It had to be part of the roleplay. I begged for that. Anyway, I was so confused I couldn't try anything for a while.

Several minutes passed before I tried my first attempt. I managed to stand up, feeling the tightness of the tape around my body.

I hopped towards the door, which happened to be a much more difficult task than I thought in the first place.

"Mphhghh" I moaned, as if I was trying to gain some strength with it.

Finally I reached the door and tried to open but, of course, it was locked from the outside. Gloria didn't want me to go anywhere without her.

So I turned around and hopped back to the living, calling for help through my gag as loud as I could.

"MPPPPPPPPPPPH" all that came out, though, were pathetic soft whimpers.

Then, I tried to remember where I had put my phone. Suddenly, a flash crossed my mind. It was upstairs!! I had left it on the bathroom!!

Unable to do anything else, I turned once more and moved upstairs. It was going to be tough, I knew it, but there was no other choice.

So I stood before the first step, took a deep breath -through my nose, of course, breathing through my mouth was out of the picture-, and hopped as high as I could. Surprisingly, I managed to do so without falling.

“MPhh…” I humbled.

Suddenly the hint of a doubt crossed my mind. What if, after all, this was an innocent cosplay? Was the risk worth it? What if I fell down and hit my head or something, and just for nothing? What not to enjoy my so beloved predicament?

But what if not? Shit… Standing on the first step of a fifteen-steps stair, I had to decide. Either I went to the first floor and search for my phone, or I moved back to relax and wait for my ‘kidnapper’ on the couch.

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I screamed, my protests muffled by the huge gag.

Finally, I decided to move upwards and, trying to find some braveness I doubted I had, I began hopping again.

I moved up and reached the second step. Then kept going up. The stickiness of the tape against my bare skin was overwhelming, but also scary. I knew I couldn't escape it without help from my 'captor'.

Little by little, and almost miracously, I got to the first floor. I kept hopping through the hallway til I got to the bathroom I had used before. I managed to open the door and got inside. However, my cell wasn't there anymore. Had Gloria taken it? Afraid, I moved backwards and face the stairs.

Even more carefully than before, I managed to got downstairs without hurt.

"Mphhh" I humbled.

With a sigh, I turned around and hopped back to the living room. Gloria was still not there, which was making me even more nervous. I had to find my phone. I couldn't just stay like this. But where had I put it? Maybe Gloria had taken it?

I looked around the room, my eyes darting from one object to another. Maybe it was hidden somewhere. As I searched, my heart raced with a mixture of fear and determination. I refused to believe that this was all just a game. It felt too real.

Gloria still wasn't back, and I began to wonder if she was even going to come back at all. The thought sent a shiver down my spine. Perhaps I should try calling for help, but with the gag in my mouth, it was difficult to make any audible sounds.

Suddenly, I heard a sound in the lock. Someone was coming in!! That noise, though, caught me mid-hop, so I got scared and fell down on the ground. So humiliating.

I could squirm and scream while the door was opening.

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

Indeed, it was Gloria. But she wasn’t coming alone. With her, a taller, blonde with braids and stronger girl crossed the door.

“Wow Gloria. She is indeed just as pretty as you told me. But I didn’t expect to find her on the ground. Much of a fighter. Not as shy as you warned me”.

“What can I say?” Gloria mocked “This girl is a jewel. Well, presentations. Beth, meet Annika, Annika, this is bed”.

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I protested again. I didn’t understand what was going on, I just knew I didn’t like it. Besides, they didn’t seem to have any intention of letting me go.

“Oh, Annika is just a friend of mine who will help me with… this…” she blinked at me.

I began crying.

“Oh, and you almost forget your phone!” Gloria added, showing me my so wanted cell. “But don’t cry my dear. We’re just going to give you what you’ve always wanted. Only… for a little longer period of time. Hehehe”.

“MPHhhhhhhhhh” I cried. I wanted to go home. Meet dad and mom again. Will I ever see them again?

“However” Annika said. “We need you a little quieter for our ride, so…”

Suddenly, she took a strange bottle from her left pocket, and a cloth from her right one. She wetted the cloth with the liquid in the bottle and approached me, still naked, bound and gagged, laying on the floor.

I struggled. I needed to get out of there, but to no avail. She pressed the wet cloth against my nose and I could do nothing but to inhale its scent. In less than two minutes, I had succumbed to chloroform.

When I woke up, I was still naked, still bound and gagged, but the room was different. Darker. Colder. And I could hear the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. Panic set in as I realized where I was: in the trunk of a car. My heart raced as I tried to figure out what was going to happen to me.

The trunk was old and rusted, but it seemed to be holding up well enough. I could breathe, at least, even though the air was stale and stuffy. I wished I had a way to signal for help, but with my hands and mouth bound, there was nothing I could do.

I began to regain consciousness. The car I was supposed to be in wasn’t moving. Instead, I could hear some voices from the outside. One was Annika’s, other was Gloria’s, but there was a third one I didn’t recognize. Was it a third kidnapper? Or maybe a window to escape? I took the second option.

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I screamed.

Suddenly, the voices ceased. I heard footsteps approaching me. Soon later, the trunk opened and a flashlight pointing my eyes, blinding me. When I managed to recover my eyesight, I saw Gloria looking at me, angrily. Next to her, there was a female police officer, staring at me.

I felt both humiliated and embarrassed, but also some relief. Finally, my savior was here. I could escape my prison. Suddenly, a strange sensation took me. Did I want to get free? Did I really want to give up on bondage for good? Maybe not forever, but for now, for sure.

“MPhhhhhh” I begged through my gag.

The officer looked at me with empty eyes. Then turned to my kidnappers.

“Just like you said. A creepy perv”.

“Mphhhh?” I asked.

“You didn’t even have to open the trunk. Just pay the fine”.

"It's not a fine," Gloria snapped back. "It's blackmail. And we're not giving you any more than we have to." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a wad of cash, handing it to the officer. "There you go. Now, if you could just stay out of our way..."

The officer took the money with a sigh, eyeing the three of them warily.

"Fine. But this better not happen again."

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I begged through the massive gag.

“Oh, cut the crap, honey” she told me. “They’ve shown me your messages. I know you want this”.

I couldn’t believe. Was this lady so stupid for real? Or she just didn’t even care as long as she got her money?

She the turned back and left us alone.

“Well, well” Annika grinned looking at me. “Shall we go on?”

Next, she took the bottle of chloroform back again, and a piece of cloth.

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I protested uselessly.

“Don’t worry, honey. We’ll be there soon”.

When I woke up, I was bound again, this time, in what looked like a cabin. I was still naked, only this time I was tied to a chair with ropes. My wrists firmly bound behind my back and to the back of the chair. My thighs bound to the seat. My knees and ankles, bound as well, tied to the chair’s legs, separated.

I was also gagged, of course. I felt something shoved inside my mouth and the stickiness of the tape around my head.

“MPHHHHHH” I protested, when the effect of the drug began to disappear.

I noticed my captors were sitting on the couch. They were both naked as well, apart from their pairs of socks, and looking at me smiling devilishly.

"Well, well, well. Looks like our little friend is awake again. How about we have some fun?" Annika said with a sinister grin.

I felt a wave of fear wash over me. I tried to struggle against my bonds, but it was useless. They had tied me up far too securely.

"Mmmpphhh" was all that came out of me through the gag.

Gloria giggled.

"Oh, don't worry, sweetie. We're not going to hurt you. At least not in the way you think." She leaned forward and ran a finger down my chest, making my skin tingle with both fear and arousal. "No, today we're going to have some real fun."

They approached me, ignoring my muffled protests. Gloria knelt down in front of me, winked an eye and came to my crotch. As she began licking and I felt her tongue against my most intimate part, Annika stood behind me and used her own tongue to play with my neck, while she was handling my boobs. The whole thing gave me goosebumps, I just didn’t know if it was because of the fear I had felt or the arousal I was feeling right now.

“You’re not protesting so much now, are you?” Gloria mocked.

“Mphhh” I let out a moan, but not an angry one this time. What were these ladies doing with me? What were their intentions? And why was I enjoying myself so much?

"That's it, honey. Just let go and enjoy it." Annika whispered into my ear.

My body began to respond to their touch, my breath quickening as desire coursed through me. Gloria's tongue danced expertly over my sensitive flesh, teasing and pleasuring me. Annika massaged my breasts, rolling my nipples between her fingers as she sucked on the skin behind my ear.

Their hands moved expertly, knowing exactly where to touch to drive me wild. I arched my back, helplessly surrendering to the sensations they were creating. Gloria slipped a finger inside me, and I cried out, the combination of pleasure and pain overwhelming. Annika moved around behind me, pressing her body against mine as she ground her hips against my ass.

Their moans of pleasure mixed with mine. They were enjoying themselves as well. In that moment, I didn’t even care about getting free any time soon, or about what they were going to do with me. I just wanted to be there, in my tight and so desired bondage, for as long as I could.

“I think we’re getting a bit loud here, don’t you think?” Annika told Gloria.

“Oh, you’re so right. Even though we’re alone in a cabin in the woods, it’s not safe to be so loud”.

“So what are we going to do to change that?”

“I’ve got an idea” Gloria answered with a mischievous grin.

I looked at them, both scared and excited, although I didn’t understand a thing. Suddenly, they smiled at me and got back to the couch. They took off their socks and stuffed them in each other’s mouth. Then, they took back the roll of tape and began taping her heads up, gagging themselves as they had gagged me.

I didn’t know why, but I found the scene pretty exciting, and felt my crotch wetting looking at my two hot kidnappers gagging themselves. However, I couldn’t do anything about it. The most I could do was rubbing against the seat, but it wasn’t satisfying enough.

Gloria and Annika left the room, before my look of disbelief. Where were they going? I needed them to finish me!!

“MPHHHHHHH!” I protested.

My begging was soon heard, as Gloria and Annika came back in less than a minute, with their gags improved. They had used a couple of scarves over the tape wrapping her mouths. But that wasn’t everything. Gloria also had an interesting item in her hand: a vibrator.

My eyes widened as I saw them. I wanted it. I wanted it in my crotch so badly. And so I had it. Gloria sat over me, face to face, vibrator in hand. She put it so it touched both of our crotchs and turned it on.

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” my moan left no place for doubt now, it was for pleasure. I wasn’t even thinking about release right now. I just loved my bondage.

“MPHHHHHHHHHH” Gloria moaned too.

She pretended to make out through our gags, which turned me on even more.

However, one minute, only one minute later, she stood up, and so the vibrator did. Afraid she was going to leave me like that, I protested. However, she left her place for Annika, who repeated the scene. Oh, fuck, the buzzing against my clit was too overwhelming.

But, just like her friend before, Annika stood before even a minute. She moved to the couch and so Gloria did. They faced each other and did as they had been doing with me a moment ago.

The vibrator between their crotchs, making out through their scarves. Watching them did nothing but arousing me even more. But I just couldn’t climax. Were they doing this on purpose?

They did got it. I could see their pussies contracting and their moans left no place for doubt. They had what they were denying to me.

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I protested again, hoping for them to understand.

They looked at me and laughed through their gags. Next, they approached me, with the vibrator in hand. They left it over my thighs, though, and took their scarves off. Next, Gloria applied the one she’d been using over my gag, covering my mouth and nose. Annika used her own to blindfold me. I heard footsteps going away.

No way. Were they leaving me like that? I mean, bondage was just fine, even though I had been tied up and gagged for God knows how much, I thought I could handle it for a while longer, as long as I had my orgasm. But those crazy bitches wouldn’t let me.

So, knowing I had no other choice, I began rubbing my crotch against the seat, moaning in pleasure while doing it, and hoping to get to my appreciate orgasm.

But I was wrong. They had other plans. They came back. I felt their hot breath against my ear and then their hands on my body. They began touching me all over, from my hard nipples to my aching clit. They were driving me crazy. I was close, so close... And then they stopped. They left me again.

But they didn't go far. I could feel them there, watching me. I could feel their hot breath on my neck, their soft hands caressing my skin. They were teasing me, driving me insane with desire. I tried to focus on anything else, to distract myself from the need building inside me, but it was no use. All I could think about was them, and how much I wanted them to touch me again.

I then listened to the unmistakable sound of tape being peeled off. Soon later, I heard the soft voice of Gloria taunting me again:

"So, you want an orgams, don't you?"

"MPHHHHHHHHHH" I nodded eagerly.

"Well I'm afraid we're so tired... we're going to sleep. So we can't help you with that".

"Yes, you'll have to help yourself, honey".

"MPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I protested, almost crying.

"Good night, babe. Rest well. I've got the feeling tomorrow will be an even better day".

With that, I could hear some footsteps again, its sound growing softer and softer. I felt ridiculous, begging my captors to masturbate me. But still I needed it. The bondage lust was too overwhelming to be ignored.

I tried to touch myself, but my hands were still tied behind my back. I cursed my own stupidity for it. I had to find a way to cum.

My mind raced, trying to think of anything that might help. I could move my hips a bit, grind against the seat cushion. I could also wiggle my fingers, trying to find some slack in the rope. But it was no use. I was trapped.

As I struggled, I began to feel the familiar tightness building in my abdomen. My breath grew shallow, my heart raced. I couldn't hold it back any longer. I moaned into my gag, arching my back as I came, my hips bucking wildly against the seat.

The orgasm was intense, overwhelming. My body convulsed with pleasure, my muscles tensing and relaxing in a rhythm that seemed to have a life of its own. I could feel the warmth spreading through my core, pooling between my legs.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, I became aware of the silence that had fallen around me. The giggles had vanished, replaced by a stillness that seemed to echo in my ears. I was alone, trapped in this little room, bound, gagged and blindfolded. The reality of my situation began to sink in, and I felt a chill creep up my spine.

I tried to move, to shake off the lethargy that had settled over me. My muscles protested, tight and sore from being held in the same position for so long. With a groan, I rolled onto my side, wincing as the ropes bit into my wrists and ankles. The blindfold was suffocating, leaving me disoriented and disconnected from the world outside the little room.

The silence was oppressive, pressing down on me like a heavy blanket. I strained my ears, listening for any sound that might offer some comfort or reassurance. But there was nothing. No giggles, no footsteps, no whispered words. Just the soft hiss of my own breath, muffled by the huge gag.

As the minutes ticked by, I began to feel the weight of exhaustion settling into my bones. My eyelids grew heavy, and despite my best efforts to stay awake, my head started to nod forward. The last thing I remember before drifting off was the sensation of the rope biting into my wrists and ankles, holding me captive in this tiny room.