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The day had begun like any other day. Four friends had gathered for a lunch date on a relaxing Saturday afternoon. Laura, who had yellow blonde hair that she was wearing up in a bun was the first to arrive that morning. She was dressed in a striped t-shirt paired with a white skirt. Completing her outfit was a black jacket, tall socks that came up past her knees, and a pair of low heeled mary janes on her feet.

She grabbed the table for her friends, and after a few short minutes, Kim arrived. Like Laura, her hair was tied up in a bun, but hers was brown instead. For the lunch date she had worn a graphic yellow t-shirt that paired nicely with her black skirt with little sunflowers printed on it. She too had on a jacket, but covering her legs were a pair of sheer polka dot tights instead of socks. She was however wearing a pair of yellow socks on her feet. These were seen peeking just above her doc marten shoes.

"Hey," she said taking a seat next to Laura, "are you the first one here?"

"Yeah, did you see Allie or Jenn on your way in?"

"Jenn was still parking I think, but no sign of Allie yet."

"Oh wait, here she comes."

In the door walked Allie sporting a wide brimmed black hat that she wore over her super light blonde hair. She had worn a black shirt tucked into a skater skirt with moon prints on it. Over her shirt she wore a beige jacket, and on her legs she wore tall dark stockings along with a pair of high top converse.

Trailing just behind her was the groups final member, Jenn. She was wearing a long pink jacket over a white blouse and black skirt. Her legs were tucked into a pair of sheer nylons, and her feet were tucked into a pair of short black booties with little pink socks showing just over the tops of them. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a curly ponytail that sprawled out all down her back.

She and Allie walked over to the table as they joined Laura and Kim.

"Happy Saturday, girls," Laura said with her usual peppiness.

"It's not happy until I've had some coffee," Kim said fishing into her purse for her wallet.

"Amen to that," Allie said as she too reached for a method of payment.

"I suppose we should start with drinks," Laura said, "Jenn, are you getting anything?"

"Maybe," said Jenn with that gentle softspoken tone she was known for, "I think probably just a tea though."

"Classic," said Allie.

"That may be fine for you," Kim said brushing a strand of brown hair from her face, "but I need some caffeine."

"Okay well, let's go ahead and order," Laura said standing up and walking over to the register.

The four girls ordered their drinks, and sitting back down they engaged in their typical Saturday morning discourse. Laura, the natural leader of the group, began by asking around to see if anyone had done anything interesting that week. In typical fashion, Kim was the first to speak up. She was the spunky one of the group, a real go-getter and a total rock chick. She had been to a concert that week and spilled all the details to the girls. Allie, almost as equally outgoing as Kim, was next to respond. Caring just as much for her artwork as she did her attire, Kim was a natural born artist. She had spent the week preparing for a big gala coming up and had the paint stains on her hands to prove it. Jenn, who was busy drifting off while the others spoke, quickly snapped to it when the group turned to her to check in. Taking a moment to chuckle at her spacey demeanor, they all tuned in to listen as Jenn regaled them with the latest book she had gotten into. Before she got too carried away, Laura jumped in and pulled the group back as she opened up about her week. She worked as a model doing all kinds of photo shoots for clothing companies. She wasn't the kind of runway model you'd see on TV, but the kind of model you'd see plastered on the window of a department store wearing the latest trends.

Together, the four girls made a lively group and could spend hours sitting in that coffee shop talking about their lives. However, on this particular Saturday, fate had something else in store for them. Just across the street a van was parked as a group of men stared out from the window. The man sitting in the passenger seat, the side facing the shop, held a pair of binoculars to the window as he peered in at the group of gals.

"And like clockwork there they are," he said observing them as they sat and talked.

"All four?"

"All four...it's going to be tricky rounding them all up, but if we can...it'll be a huge payday!"

"I'll say so. Four girls all at once like this is quite the haul...should net us enough points to rank up in the fellowship. That is, if we can pull it off."

"Oh we can pull it off alright, but it will be tricky. Going without chloroform is a risky call with a group this size."

"Yeah, but it'll give us a higher rating! Besides, look at these broads...you think they can handle us? Not a chance!"

"We are outnumbered though...three to four."

The man in the passenger seat glanced back at their third member preparing a bag of rope and duct tape in the back of the van.

"We'll just need to play our cards right, wait for the perfect time to strike, and then it's smooth sailing."

"Speaking of that, when is the right time to strike?"

"We'll try and lure them out one by one."

"And how do you suppose we do that?"

"I have an idea...let's bring the van 'round to the parking lot. Leave it to me once we get there."

"Are we just supposed to follow your lead then?"

"Of course. Don't worry, it'll be obvious when go time is. Just stay cool, and we can pull this off."

Meanwhile, inside the shop, the girls carried on completely unaware of the nefarious plot being planned just outside.

"So, Allie, remind us again when your gala is?" Laura asked.

"Okay, so it's next week on Friday, and tickets are already almost sold out, but don't worry 'cuz I snagged one for each of you. Including you, Jenn."

"Hey, I'm totally down for an art gallery. That I appreciate you saving me a ticket for. Now, one of Kim's concerts, that I'll pass on."

"One of these days," said Kim, "you'll come to like concerts. I haven't given up hope."

"Excuse me, ladies, but does one of you own a white Honda Civic by chance?"

All four girls turned to the man who had walked up to them, but it was Kim who answered for she in fact did own a white Honda Civic.

"Yeah, that's me, is there something wrong?"

"Yeah, I'm afraid I bumped into when I was backing out. I'm terribly sorry to inconvenience you like this, and I feel so embarrassed, but I figure it was best to fess up and deal with this head on."

"Oh uh, no it's okay. I appreciate you telling me. Can I grab your insurance?"

"Yeah I've got it right...oh shoot, I was supposed to grab it before I came in, but I left it in my car. Do you mind walking out with me while I grab it? I'm sure you'll want to take a look at the damage anyway."

"Yeah, totally, uh Allie you wanna come with me?"

"Sure!"

"K, girls, we'll be right back."

Grabbing their bags, Allie and Kim stood up and followed the man outside. Obviously, Kim had asked Allie to come with her for safety purposes, but both girls weren't concerned about the situation at all. Their guards were pretty much down for the most part as the man seemed friendly and was dressed nice. When they arrived at their car, they assessed the damage and sure enough there was a nice little scratch there on the bumper of the car.

"Well, it's not that bad," Kim said, "at least it's not dented. How's the damage to your car?"

"Oh not too bad, here you can see for yourself I'm parked right over here."

Kim and Allie turned around to see where the man was pointing. Right on cue as both girls spun around, the other two men sprung into action and jumped from their hiding spot and grabbed both girls.

"Hey what the hmmmmmph!"

Allie's speech was cut off by a burly hand that slapped across her mouth. Kim found herself in an identical situation as she too was grabbed and hand gagged from behind. The man whom they thought was a friendly looking man, was now rushing toward a white van directly in front of them and throwing the doors open. As much as they kicked and protested, Allie and Kim were no match for the burly men carting them forward toward the van.

The girls were tossed inside, and for a brief moment, there was no one holding them. This was of course only but for a moment, for before the girls could even react the men were back on top of them. They pulled the girls hands behind their backs as rope was used to lash their wrists together. The van doors slammed shut as the first man circled his way in front of them.

"We gottem! Now just hurry up and get these two tied. We need to do this fast before the other two catch wind of things inside!"

Kim and Allie looked at each other. If they didn't call for help and get someone's attention it would spell doom and disaster for Laura and Jenn.

"Hellllllppppppp! Someone pleammmmmpppphhhh!"

Their screams were cut off as the men on top of them once again silenced them with their meaty hands.

"Oh shit, they're yelling! Better get something to shut them up with fast!"

"Here, just keep holding them. I know something that'll keep 'em nice and quiet!"

"Nmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmph!" Kim and Allie thrashed around as the men pinned them to the floor of the van while the third one jumped behind them.

Allie felt the man yanking off both of her shoes which was followed by a thud as he tossed them aside. This was followed by a second thud which was the sound of Kim's Doc Marten's hitting the floor. Following their shoes the man peeled off both their socks. With her thigh high socks removed, Allie was left in nothing but her bare feet, whereas Kim still had her nylons covering her legs following the removal of her yellow crew socks. It was certainly no mystery at all what the man had planned for the socks...he was going to use them to gag Allie and Kim with! This gave both girls a renewed strength in trying to wrestle free from the hands that covered their mouths, but there was no escape for them now. Their fate had been sealed, and their mouths being stuffed full of socks was imminent.

"Just keep holding them while I gag them with these. Once I plug 'em up, we can get to tying them."

"Roger!"

"Now just hold still ladies and don't forget to open up nice and wide!"

Starting with Allie, the man took one of Kim's yellow socks, which was a decent length in fact, and scrunched it up as small as it would go. The exchange happened in the blink of an eye. The hand was pulled away from Allie's mouth and with perfect timing and absolute precision the sock was jammed straight into her gaping mouth as she opened it to scream for help.

"Helmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph!"

She curled her toes and clenched her eyes shut as the man worked the sock as far into her mouth as it would go. He wasn't done yet though. Taking her own thigh high sock he pulled it taught between her lips which were forced apart now due to the sock keeping her mouth wide open and tied it together at the base of her neck.

"Nmmmmm mmmmmmm ggggggnnnnnmmmmmmph!" Allie shouted through her stuffed mouth, but it came out as nothing more than garbled moans at this point.

Kim had to just sit there and watch the whole thing happen to poor Allie, and she knew that it was her turn next. Taking the path of least resistance she tried to remain calm as she heard the man shifting behind her as he prepared to stuff her own sock into her mouth.

"Atta girl, nice and easy now."

The hand was pulled away from Kim's mouth, and in it's place came another hand holding her scrunched up sock which was then promptly shoved straight into her open mouth.

"Nmmph mmmmph mmmmmm," she grunted a bit as the sock was pushed in followed of course by Allie's longer sock which was pulled between her lips effectively completing her gag.

"And there you have it, boys. Two damsels in distress...both nice and securely gagged."

"Hey, we still gotta get them tied you know. Job's not finished."

"I know, I'm just admiring our work. Let's hurry up and get them tied now. We're making great time but we still need to hustle."

With their mouths packed full of socks, Allie and Kim could only just sit there now as the men proceeded to thoroughly truss them up. Their hands were tied behind their backs with plenty of rope looped around their wrists and upper arms. Their legs were both tied in multiple places as well starting with the ankles, then the knees and thighs. As if that wasn't enough, both of their legs were folded up so that their feet were pushed toward their hands and then rope was used to connect the two together.

"K, that looks good. They're not going anywhere. Well done boys! And in record time too. I'm impressed!"

Allie and Kim were not impressed, then again they were far too busy trying not to gag on the large sock in each of their mouths. There wasn't much else they could do besides that. In fact, they hardly even noticed when the three men swiftly exited the van and started making their way to their next targets who were totally unaware of what was about to happen to them...