Synopsis: a museum's head of security guard finds out she's fucked up when one of the most valuable items of the building is robbed. However, she schemes a plan to get away with it without looking guilty. But she'll need some help...

"Oh, shit, oh, shit!" Melanie Jackson exclaimed as she entered the office.

Melanie was a tall honey-eyed brunette who worked as the head of security guard of a museum.

Last weekend, the museum had received an exclusive piece that was meant to be shown to public next week. It was a golden tiara with ruby stones. They had locked it in a safe whose combination was ignored by anyone except Melanie.

Well, the tiara was gone. And it had been Melanie's fault.

The woman thought it would be funny if she tried the tiara just for once, so she took it off the safe and tried it. However, she had to go to the bathroom right away and forgot to lock it back. When she got back, the tiara was gone.

"Oh, shit!!!" Malenia kept cursing.

She was screwed. Not only she would be fired as soon as people discovered the tiara was gone, but they would also sue her, for sure.

Lacking of ideas, she did the one and only thing she came up with.

She took her phone and called Marcia Adams. Marcia wasn't just the CEO of the museum, but also her best friend, and the one who put her on the charge.

"Marcia!! I've got an emergency!! Can you come right away?"

"I'm there in twenty minutes".

Twenty minutes later, Marcia showed up. As soon as she saw Melanie's desperation and the safe unlocked, she understood what had happened.

"What the fuck, Melanie!? I told you to not take your eyes off the safe!! What were you thinking about?"

"I know, I know. Sorry!!" Melanie began crying. "What can I do?"

Marcia looked at her friend sadly. Maybe it was all on her, for giving her a job she knew she wasn't qualified for.

"Don't worry, Mel. We'll come out with something, I'm sure".

Suddenly, Melanie's eyes shone with a glow of hope.

"I may have an idea. Just wait there, please. I'll be back".

Marcia couldn't even reply as she saw her friend leaving the office. She came back ten minutes later, carrying a black bag with her.

As she opened the bag, Marcia looked at its content wide-eyed. There were several coils of rope, rolls of tape of different sizes and a couple of scarves.

"You have to tie me up" Melanie said.

"What? Mel, have you gone crazy?"

"No. I mean, maybe. But it's the only way we can cover this mess up".

"How is that?"

"Well if they find me tied up in the morning, they might feel sorry for me and realized I didn't have any choice but to give away the combination of the safe".

Marcia hesitated. It was a crazy idea, indeed. But they didn't seem to have much of a choice, and she wanted to help her friend.

"Okay, okay. Let's do it. How should I tie you up, then?"

"Well, it has to be tight and uncomfortable, for sure. There can't be a chance for the director and the shareholders to believe we did this ourselves".

"Are you sure? It's barely 9pm, and the bosses won't be here until 8am, at least".

"I know, but what else can I do? Besides, the more time I'm tied up the more desperate I'll look when they find me".

"Well... okay. If you're sure about this".

Melanie nodded and turned her back to Marcia, crossing her wrists.

"There, tie my wrists. And make it tight, okay?"

Marcia complied and made a more than effective tie on her friend's hands.

"How is that?"

"It feels fine".

"Great then".

"No!! It's not supposed to feel find. It must be uncomfortable, tighter. Can you do it tighter, please?"

"Okay, okay".

Marcia undid her friend's tie and re-did it in a tighter way.

"Better now?"

"Perfect. Now, keep moving. Do my elbows".

"Your elbows? Are you sure?"

"Please, Marcia. I need to keep all suspicions away from me. Please!"

"Okay, Mel".

Marcia wrapped the rope around Melanie's elbows, binding them tightly together. The brunette made a groan of pain.

"Is it too tight? You want me to loosen it?"

"Oh, no. It's okay. Don't worry and keep going, please. Do my legs now".

Marcia tied Melanie's legs together, making sure the knots were secure. Knees, ankles, calves and thighs were soon tied just as tightly as he upper body, as Melanie requested. Then she wrapped the rope around her waist, securing her wrists to her body.

"Okay, Mel. You're all tied up. You sure this is what you want to do?"

"Yeah, yeah. It's fine. But... I still can try and hop around. I need to be completely immobilized".

"And how do I do that?"

"Just lay me down on the floor and bind my ankles to my elbows".

"It sounds like a bit too much".

"Better. More convincing. Come on, please".

Marcia hesitated for a moment, but finally did as her friend asked her. Melanie, for sure, didn't want to leave any room for doubt. Slowly, Marcia helped her friend on the floor, making sure her head was comfortable. Then she took one of the ropes and tied Melanie's ankles to her elbows.

"Wow. This is just very tight. It's perfect! No one would think I put myself into this voluntarily".

"Okay, are you sure you can handle this for the night?"

"Yeah, but... I don't know. Something's missing yet. I know!!! I can still scream for help! Not a single crook in his right mind would let me do that. You have to gag me".

"Gag you? Are you out of your mind?"

"I'm perfectly sane! I just don't want to be fired or worse! Put some tape over my mouth and let's see how that works!"

Marcia hesitated for a moment, but she knew Melanie was right. If they wanted to make this convincing, they couldn't leave anything to chance. She walked over to her desk and grabbed a roll of duct tape. Then she knelt down beside her friend and pressed the tape over Melanie's mouth.

"How is that?"

"This is shit" answered Mel, her voice not even muffled by the clumsy piece of tape. "Take it off".

Marcia obeyed.

"Can you try with one of those scarves?"

"Sure" came Marcia's reply.

The CEO grabs one of the scarves and tie it around Mel's head, cleave-gagging her.

"How about that one?"

"PHetter, but nopfff perfeff" she replied.

Marcia ungagged her again.

"I think I know. First, you should stuff my mouth with something. Next, take the roll of tape and wrap it around my head".

"Okay, what should I do the stuffing with?" Marcia didn't even flinch this time.

"Do you have some socks?"

Marcia showed her bare-feet heeled feet. She wasn't wearing any sock.

"Fuck. Then... and trust me, I hate this idea more than you do, I think you should use your panties".

"What???? Are you out of your mind?"

"Come on, don't argue with me. I don't want to do this either, but it's necessary".

"And can't I just stuff some of the scarves in?"

"Actually, I think you should use them over the wrap gag, covering it all. The muffling will be awesome!"

"You're crazy, but okay, I won't argue with you".

Marcia complied and took her panties off under her dress.

"Last time I ask you this. Are you sure about it?"

"YES! Please, gag me and go".

"As you wish".

Marcia then stuffed her panties into Melanie's mouth. Next, she wrapped the tape all around her head, making sure to keep them in. Fifteen loops. Next, following Melanie's orders before getting gagged, she OTM and OTN gagged her, with the two scarves.

"How is that?"

"MPHHHHHHHHHH" Mel tried it, glad to see she couldn't utter a word.

"Okay, I must be leaving now, then. Wish you the best of lucks and hope everything ends up well".

Mel nods and waits for Marcia to leave the room. However, the CEO maneuvered inside her purse.

"Before leaving, I wanted to show you my last acquisition" she grinned.

Mel couldn't believe it when she noticed Marcia getting the tiara from her purse and putting it on.

"MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"Oh, yes, I took it. Fun, right?"

"MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Melanie kept protesting through her massive gag.

"Oh, don't panic. I took it, but I didn't rob it. Well, I did, actually, but I'm about to give it back. You'll see... When I came back to your office to make sure you knew what to do and that you were okay to spend the night, I found you have left the tiara over your desk!!! I couldn't believe it!"

"Mph..." Mel moans.

"So I decided to take them to teach you a lesson. I took the tiara and waited for you to call me. I just didn't expect though you'd come up with such a crazy idea".

Mel wriggles on the floor, regretting the tight hogtie she asked her friend for.

"However, I found this as a chance. And just for you to know and not grow fake expectations, I won't untie you".

"MPHHHHHHHH?"

"No. Consider this a lesson. You'll pay more attention next time. Besides, having you like that but having the tiara completely safe will make you look great before the bosses' eyes. Even though those crooks tried to punish and torture you, you never gave away the safe combination".

"MPHHHHHHHHH" protested Melanie.

Actually, it didn't sound like a bad idea, but the thought of staying in that tight bondage for so many hours was unappealing, to say the least.

"I'm sorry, but now I can't untie you. You must learn your lesson".

"MPHHHHHHHH" she protested.

"I'll leave the tiara back in its place and make my move".

Marcia ignored Melanie's muffled protests, and did as she said. Next, she locked the safe and addressed Mel.

"Hope you're fine, Mel. I'll see you in the morning. By then, you'll be a hero, for sure!"

"MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Mel protested, but to no avail.

Marcia had left the office, leaving her bound, gagged and completely helpless. And the worst part was that she had asked for that!

She wriggled and squirmed on the floor, trying to find a more comfortable position. Her body ached from the tight hogtie and her limbs felt like they were on fire. The panty gag was uncomfortable and made it hard to breathe.

She had a whole night ahead of her to make up with an idea of what had happened there.

She forced herself to remain calm and promised to pay more attention at job next time.