Synopsis: Hannah Albrighton, the Babysitter in Distress herself, is back!! Now, she'll be attending a quite uncommon interview with the mother of the kid she'd be hired to babysit. What will happen with her?

Disclaimer: Hannah Albrighton is a common OC of mine. Her other stories can be found here: https://www.deviantart.com/alhuso3/gallery/88708706/hannah-the-bid-babysitter-in-distress

Hannah Albrighton entered the living room of a cozy, elegant, warm house. Mrs. Pollock had requested her for an interview before she’d babysit her son.

“So, Hannah, what are your thoughts about games?”

"You know, Mrs. Pollock…”

“Please call me Calissa”.

“Okay, Calissa, I've had a few... unique experiences with kids and their games," Hannah Albrighton said with a hint of amusement, her eyes sparkling as she leaned slightly forward in her chair.

Calissa Pollock, James' mother, nodded with a knowing smile.

"Ah, yes. The job of a babysitter is never dull. But, rest assured, James is quite the imaginative little boy. His favorite game is cops and robbers. It's his way of processing the world around him, you know, all the good guys and bad guys stuff. He's quite passionate about it."

Hannah felt a thrill run through her as Calissa spoke. Bondage was her secret love, and not so secret, to be honest. However, some of her last experiences had turned out quite… intense, including a kidnapping and being locked inside a trunk. Last time was fun though, when she and the mother of the kid she babysat had some safe fun being tied up together.

"Ah, cops and robbers," she said, trying to keep her voice calm. "That's quite the classic."

Calissa nodded.

"It is. But James plays it a little differently. He enjoys the role of the captor. He's quite insistent on the rules and realism and loves to tie up his playmates. Do you have any experience with that kind of play?"

Hannah's heart skipped a beat, and she felt the heat rising to her cheeks. She had to be careful here. She didn't want to scare off potential clients with her kinky hobby.

"Well, I've played some games that involve a bit of that," she replied, keeping her voice steady. "But, you know, it's all in good fun and within the boundaries of safety."

Calissa's smile grew wider, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Would you be okay with trying a little demonstration, then?" She asked, rising from her chair. "I want to make sure you're the right fit for James."

Hannah took a deep breath and nodded, her heart racing.

"Sure, why not?” she said, trying to sound nonchalant.

Calissa's eyes lit up as she reached for a bag beside the chair and pulled out several lengths of rope. Hannah’s heart skipped a beat as she watched her. It sent a shiver down her spine, both from excitement and a touch of nerves.

"Alright, let's see how this goes," Calissa said, her tone a mix of excitement and seriousness as she approached Hannah with the ropes.

Hannah felt her palms become slightly damp as she placed her hands behind her back. The coolness of the rope brushing against her skin made her feel both vulnerable and thrilled. Calissa's deft hands began to weave the rope, tying a knot that was surprisingly secure yet not uncomfortable.

“James likes to tie his ‘victims’ elbows, too. Is that nice for you?”

“Sure, anything for the game” Hannah replied, hiding her growing excitement.

Calissa took the rope and began to wrap it around her elbows, pulling them tightly together. The pressure was firm, but not painful, and Hannah felt the familiar rush of adrenaline as her body was gradually immobilized.

Calissa went on and gave her a chest harness, looping the rope above and below her breasts.

"How does that feel, Hannah?" Calissa asked, her voice a mix of concern and excitement.

"It's okay," Hannah said, her voice slightly strained as the ropes constricted her. She could feel the pressure, but it wasn't unpleasant.

Calissa nodded, seemingly satisfied with Hannah's response, and moved on to her legs. She wrapped the rope around Hannah's ankles, pulling them together, and then up her calves to form a neat, symmetrical pattern. Hannah's breathing grew shallower as she felt herself becoming more and more restrained.

The knots grew tighter as Calissa reached her knees, wrapping the rope around and between them before moving up to her thighs. With each loop, Hannah felt her range of motion decreasing, the thrill of the game growing stronger. She had to admit, Calissa was quite adept at this. The way the ropes bit into her flesh was almost... exhilarating.

"James has a special way of tying up his babysitters," Calissa said, her voice taking on a mischievous tone. "His favorite is a hogtie. Do you know what that is?"

Hannah nodded, her heart racing in anticipation.

“It’s when ankles and wrists are tied together, right?”

“Well yes, but this time I’d like to you’re your wrists to your waist and your ankles to your elbows, given your flexibility. Would you feel fine with that?”

Hannah bit her lip, containing he growing arousal. She’d love being so tightly bound.

“Ehm… sure, do what you have to do”.

Calissa took the rope and deftly tied Hannah’s wrists to her waist, pulling the knots snug. Then, with surprising strength, she began to lift Hannah’s legs, forcing her to bend her knees, and securely bound her ankles to her elbows, effectively hogtying her.

Hannah gasped as she felt her body contort into the tight, restrictive position. The ropes dug into her skin, but it was a familiar sensation, one that sent a thrill of excitement through her. She couldn't help but let out a small moan of pleasure as she tested the limits of her newfound immobility.

Calissa stepped back to admire her handiwork, a proud smile playing on her lips. She circled Hannah, inspecting the ties, making sure they were all snug and secure. Hannah felt like a helpless captive in the best possible way, her heart racing as she waited for the next move.

"Almost perfect," Calissa said, her eyes glinting with mischief. "But James insists on a gag for complete authenticity. Do you consent to this?"

Hannah's heart pounded in her chest. The idea of being gagged was quite thrilling. She nodded, trying to hide her eagerness, her eyes wide with excitement.

“Sure, I mean, anything for the kid’s fun”.

“Great!! Oh my God, James is gonna love you!!”

She then searched inside the bag and pulled out a roll of duct tape and another one of microfoam tape. Hannah felt her nipples growing hard.

“Now this may seem a bit odd but… James really likes his ‘victims’ gags to have some stuffing. You know, realism. But I haven’t prepared any sponge or anything for that and, given that I’m not wearing any sock…”

Hannah looked at her potential employer. She was wearing a red dress and a pair of black high heels.

“So, would you mind if…?”

“If…?” Inquired Hannah, fighting to hide her arousal.

“If I used my panties?”

Hannah felt in heaven. Not only she had been bound by such a powerful sexy woman, but she was also about to be gagged with her used panties. It was like a dream!!

However, she didn’t want to sound like a bondage freak, so, hiding her eagerness, she just said.

“Well… if it’s the only way…”

Calissa's smile grew as she took a step closer, her hand reaching under her dress. She slid down her panties, revealing matching red lace, and before Hannah could react, she had them in her hand. The scent of Calissa's arousal filled the room as she pulled them away from her body, a silent declaration of her own excitement.

“Open wide” Calissa said, as Hannah parted her lips more than willingly.

Calissa took the red, lacy panties and pushed them into Hannah's mouth, filling it completely. They were still warm and slightly damp, the scent of Calissa’s arousal making Hannah’s own desires spike. The fabric felt rough against her tongue and teeth as Calissa pushed them in until they touched the back of her throat. Hannah's eyes watered slightly as she adjusted to the sensation, but she remained calm and nodded to indicate she was okay with it.

Calissa then grabbed the duct tape with a glint in her eyes. She tore off a piece and placed it right under Hannah’s nose, smoothing it down over the panties and her top lip, effectively silencing her. She then proceeded to cut six more pieces. With surprising precision, she laid each piece over the previous one, covering Hannah’s mouth and part of her chin. The tape was sticky, and Hannah felt the pressure as it adhered to her skin.

“Now you’ll see James likes her babysitters very well gagged, all for realism, remember?”

Calissa picked up the microfoam tape and began to wrap it around Hannah’s head, starting at her chin and working her way up. The soft, cushioned material felt strange against her skin, but the gentle pressure was surprisingly comforting. As the tape encircled her mouth, Hannah felt the panties being pushed deeper into her mouth, filling her with a delicious sense of helplessness. The tape molded to the contours of her face, sealing her lips shut and ensuring that not a single sound could escape.

"Try it".

"Mphhhhhhh" Hannah mumbled, happily realizing she couldn't utter a sound.

"Nice, James is gonna love this. However, he is a little competitive, he always wants to win these games".

"Mphh?"

"I need you to struggle, Hannah, with all your might. Really trying to escape the ropes".

Calissa stepped back, folding her arms over her chest, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she watched Hannah. Hannah took a deep breath, the panties in her mouth making her breathing a little harder and more ragged. She started to move her body, testing the ropes. They held firm. She wiggled her wrists and ankles, the friction of the ropes against her skin sending little jolts of pleasure through her body. She arched her back and tried to pull her elbows apart, her breasts pushing against the chest harness.

Calissa giggled, watching Hannah's futile efforts.

"Oh, you're adorable when you struggle," she said, her voice a mix of amusement and admiration. "But let's be serious for a moment, Hannah. James is a clever boy. He'll know if you're not really trying to escape."

Her words stung a bit, but Hannah knew she had to prove herself. She took a deep breath and focused, using her core strength to pull against the ropes. The pressure on her elbows and ankles grew intense, but she gritted her teeth and persisted. Calissa's eyes widened slightly in surprise before she couldn't hold back her laughter any longer.

"Oh, Hannah," she said, her voice filled with mock concern. "You're trying so hard, but you're just not good at this, are you?" She stepped closer, her high heels clicking against the hardwood floor, and placed a gentle hand on Hannah's forehead. "Don't worry, we'll get you there. Maybe you just need a bit more... motivation."

Without warning, Calissa's hand shot down to one of the knots at Hannah's elbow, giving it a sharp tug. Hannah yelped into the gag, the pain mixing with the thrill of the sudden movement. Calissa's eyes narrowed, and she leaned in close, her breath hot against Hannah's ear.

"You know what, Hannah?" she whispered, a hint of something darker in her voice now. "I need to tell you something. It’s about James... well, he… he doesn't really exist. Those pictures on the wall, they're all just some kids I've Photoshopped to keep up the facade."

“MPHHHHHHH???” Hannah mumbled.

Calissa leaned in closer, her breath hot on Hannah's neck, sending shivers down her spine.

"You see, Hannah," she whispered, her voice low and sultry. "I've read about you on some... bondage forums. You've quite the reputation for enjoying being restrained. It's quite the hobby of yours, isn't it? The babysitter in distress, that’s your nickname, right?”

Hannah's eyes widened in shock, the gag muffling the sound of her gasp. Calissa's revelation hit her like a ton of bricks. She should have known.

"Don't worry," Calissa said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she stepped back to admire Hannah's bound form, "it's all part of the job. You're just here to entertain me."

“MPHHHHHHHHHH!!!” she yelled.

“Oh, do not fear, sweetheart. I have no intentions of kidnapping you. Just have some fun, you know? Something we both enjoy. Then I’ll let you out”.

“Mphhh?”

Hannah considered the offer, knowing she was in no position to negotiate. Anyway, truth being said, it didn’t sound like a bad deal.

Calissa leaned in and kissed her deeply through her gag. The taste of the fabric and Calissa’s flavor mixed with a hint of mint from her toothpaste was an unexpected but delightful sensation. Hannah’s eyes rolled back as she felt Calissa’s hands on her body, caressing and teasing her through the ropes.

"Now, my dear, I need to go do some shopping. I can't have you getting bored while I'm away, can I?" Calissa said, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I think I'll leave you with something to keep you... entertained."

With that, Calissa grabbed another length of rope from the bag. She stepped behind Hannah, who felt her heart racing with anticipation. The rope slithered between her bound thighs against her clit and she felt Calissa's warm breath against her neck as she worked.

"You're going to need something to keep you... busy," Calissa murmured, her voice thick with desire. "This is a special rope for those moments when you need a little extra... incentive."

“Mphhh” Hannah mumbled as soon as she felt the pressure of the new rope against her intimacy.

Even through her skirt and panties, she could feel the arousing sensation of the crotchrope.

“But, before I leave, I’ve got the feeling you’re still too noisy” Calissa teased.

With surprising speed, she grabbed a scarf from the sofa and approached Hannah, her eyes gleaming with a newfound mischief. She leaned in close, her breasts brushing against Hannah’s bound elbows, and whispered into her ear.

"I think you'll like this part," she said, her breath hot and sweet.

Then, she covered Hannah's mouth and nose, completing her gag in an OTN style. Hannah felt a rush of panic, her eyes going wide. But the material was thin and she could still breathe through her nose. The feeling of being silenced so thoroughly was oddly calming. Calissa’s touch was firm, yet gentle, as she secured the scarf in place, leaving Hannah with a new, more intense sensation of helplessness.

“Now that’s more like it”.

“Mphhhh” Hannah mumbled.

“I have to get going, honey. Don’t have too much fun without me” she added with a wink, as she turned around and headed the house door.

As Calissa left, Hannah felt a strange mix of excitement and anxiety. She was bound tightly and gagged in the house of a woman she’d met not even half an hour ago. But she also felt a thrill.

Calissa had been thorough in her binding, and Hannah’s struggles only served to tighten the ropes around her body. The crotchrope was particularly effective, sending waves of pleasure with each movement she made. She squirmed and bucked, the ropes around her elbows and wrists biting into her skin, but she was unable to escape the exquisite torment Calissa had left her in.

If Calissa kept her word and had no intention of kidnapping her, she could have her bondage fun.