Meadow sighed deeply as she slumped her head in her hands. It had been a slow week of cases for the Dames in Detectives, otherwise known as the D.I.D team, and she was not liking it one bit.

"Hey, don't be so down," said Reida, or as her friends knew her, Red, "it'll pick up, you just gotta be patient."

"I know, but these down times sure are boring...at least you and Ivy have jobs in the meantime."

"You say that like you can't go out and get a job too."

"But what if I'm too busy and I miss out on a potential case!?"

Red rolled her eyes as she tossed another handful of popcorn into her mouth.

"Well, then I guess you're stuck," she said, "speaking of jobs...I gotta run."

Red jumped up from the couch and wiped the popcorn crumbs from her chest. They tended to get stuck there thanks to the sheer size of her breasts. She was dressed in her pizza delivery uniform already, wearing a red t-shirt (which was one maybe two sizes too small mind you), black leggings (that really hugged her curvy butt), and high top converse.

"Are we still going to hang out later then?"

"Planning on it," Reida called out as she headed out the door.

With Reida gone it was just Meadow and the D.I.D. team's third and final member, Ivory. She was very soft spoken and quiet, her nose always buried in a book. Still, she loved hanging out with Meadow and Reida, even if she wasn't always actively involved. While Meadow sat at the kitchen table, her head still slumped in her hands, Ivory sat cross legged on the couch totally immersed in her novel. Like Reida, she too had a job she needed to go to today, and as such was already dressed for the occasion.

She worked at the local library as a circulation desk employee. She liked the job quite a bit. There was minimal customer interaction required, and there was no strict dress code enforced really. They just wanted employees to look nice, but other than that you could really wear whatever you wanted. Today she was wearing a dark blue hoodie with cutouts around her shoulders, a lavender colored skater skirt, and dark stockings.

"So," Meadow said, "I take it you'll be leaving soon too?"

"Yes," Ivory whispered in reply carefully shutting her book and standing up from the couch, "will you be okay?"

Meadow sighed but picked her head up and gave Ivory a reassuring look.

"I'll be fine," she said, "I need to run some errands for my mom today anyway."

"Alright, goodbye then."

"Bye, Ivory!"

Slipping into her flats, Ivory packed her book into tote bag and headed out the door. With her two friends gone it was just Meadow now, bored as ever. She sat there for a little bit, scrolling her phone, trying to think of what she should do with herself, and then she suddenly got the craving for a coffee drink.

"I guess it beats being here and sulking all day," she said as she went to get ready.

Slipping out of her lounge wear, she put on a loose fitting grey crop top with long sleeves and high waisted jean shorts. She was planning to wear her high top vans, and so before she headed back downstairs she slipped on a pair of long grey socks that she kept bunched up around her lower legs. Even though she was just running some simple errands and getting coffee, Meadow was always looking for an opportunity to dress up and put on something cute!

Heading downstairs, she grabbed her bag, slung it over her shoulder and across her chest, and headed out the door locking it behind her. She took a deep breath in and out of the fresh mid morning air before heading to her car and taking off for the coffee shop.

.  .  .  .  .

Meanwhile, at the library, Ivory was keeping herself busy stocking the shelves and taking care of inventory. It really was the perfect job for her. She could avoid people as much as she wanted to, and for the most part just kept her head down and stayed focused on her work. Sometimes she'd have to interact with a patron, and today in fact was one of those days.

While Ivory was behind the circulation desk taking care of returns and getting them ready to be restocked, she heard someone gently call out to her.

"Excuse me," the girl said, "but could you um…help me with something."

Ivory turned around to see a mousy looking girl with short brown hair held back with a soft pink headband. Ivory could tell the girl was nervous, but she couldn't tell why. She was holding her hands behind her back, presumably holding a book she wanted to check out. Ivory wondered why she didn't just use the automated checkout system. That's what it was there for after all.

"Do you need to check out that book?" Ivory whispered as she walked over to the counter. 

The girls face blushed bright red. Apparently, she was caught off guard by Ivory's question. She was trying to hide the book behind her back after all. Ivory was a little confused by this as the girl would have to present the book at some point so it could be scanned, but maybe the girl just felt uncomfortable with how direct Ivory had been. Clearly, whatever it was she was trying to check out, she was a tad embarrassed by it.

"Y-y-yes," the girl replied, "I have a book I would like to check out."

"We have a self checkout system, did you try that already?"

"Well, you see...that's my problem. The book won't scan."

"Okay, I can scan it for you back here then."

Ivory extended her hand waiting for the girl to hand her the book. She was still bright red in the face and avoiding eye contact with Ivory who felt a little empathy towards the girl but more so was confused as to why she was so embarrassed. The girl finally brought the book around from behind her back and with shaky hands gave it to Ivory.

The two of them stood there for a moment as Ivory stared at the book. It was now clear to her why the girl was so embarrassed. This was no ordinary book. It was titled "Essence of Shibari."

"This is a good book," Ivory whispered as she took the book and scanned it in, "you can really learn a lot from it."

Once again, Ivory's forward remarks stunned the girl. Before she had avoided eye contact with Ivory, now she was looking right at her, her eyes wide with curiosity.

"You...you know it?"

"Yes. I've read it before. It's a good book."

The girl was absolutely speechless, still blushing though. Once Ivory scanned the book in and printed out the receipt she handed it back to the girl.

"Are you...are you interested in stuff like this too?" she asked.

Ivory looked up to meet the gleaming eyes of the girl across from her. She had quickly shifted from embarrassment and shame to excitement. There was a look of real wonder in her eyes now.

"Yes, I am," whispered Ivory, "my friends and I have practiced on each other before."

"Amazing...I wish I had someone who I could practice on...reading books about it  and watching videos is great and all, but I really want to try it for real."

Suddenly, Ivory was overcome with a bit of excitement herself. An idea began to from in her head.

"If you want some practice," whispered Ivory, "I would let you try with me."

The girls' jaw nearly dropped to the floor.

"Are you...are you serious?"

"Yes."

"But how would we...I mean what..."

"I will show you. This way."

.  .  .  .  .

*knock knock knock*

With a pizza in hand, Reida was ready to make another delivery for the day. She quite liked her job. She'd tried working in a retail environment but found herself lacking the patience and energy to do well. Pizza delivery on the other hand was right up her alley. All she had to do was drive around, drop pizzas off, and collect tips. What could possibly go wrong?

*knock knock knock*

Reida had to knock again as no one was coming to answer the door. Surely someone had to be home. They ordered delivery after all. But even after knocking twice, still nobody came to answer. Reida peered in through the little window next to the door trying to see if she could see anyone coming. She also pressed her ear to the door, but once again there was nothing.

Rolling her eyes and sighing, Reida peeked at the receipt on the top of the box before pulling out her phone. She'd have to give the customer a call and see what was going on. However, just before she pressed the call button, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from inside.

"Finally," she said, pocketing her phone and getting ready to make the delivery.

The door flung open and both Reida and the person on the other side stood there for a moment each in shock. Standing before Reida was a burly looking man, nay, a group of men, clad in black with ski masks over their heads. The last sight she had expected to see.

On the other hand, the men behind the door had not expected to see a pizza delivery worker show up in the middle of their heist. It was already vexing enough that the two women who they thought would be out and about were at home and had to be subdued, but added to that now was this new arrival that further complicated their plans.

"It looks like I'm interrupting something," said Reida who slowly started to back away, "I'll just leave these with you and be on my way then..."

Of course, the men were not about to let her leave, and jumping out from the house they surrounded her. Reida sighed as she stood there, clearly not in any position to fight back or protest, and gave herself up to the intruders.

"Fine," she said, "just go ahead and get this over with."

Yanking the pizza out of her arms, they then turned her around and shoved her inside the house.

.  .  .  .  .

"I've got an iced caramel latte for Meadow!"

"Thank you," Meadow said as she grabbed her drink and returned to her seat.

She happened to quite like iced lattes, and this spot was her favorite place to come for them. It was never too busy that she had to wait in line, and yet busy enough that it didn't feel empty and sad inside. Plus, it was a fantastic place to people watch. Meadow's curios nature led her to become quite the eavesdropper. It was a personality trait that hadn't really been useful before, but now that she was an intrepid sleuth she figured it would come quite in handy!

In fact, as Meadow sat there and sipped on her latte, she noticed two men out of the corner of her eye having what looked to be an intense conversation. She could tell from the way they were sitting that they were discussing something important. She sat there and concentrated as hard as she could trying to make out what it is they were talking about. She was unable to make out their entire conversation, but she did manage to catch small bits here and there.

"We're almost done moving the inventory...the deadline is coming up...the boss will be coming by to check on things...we have a new shipment coming today...this will be quite the payday...good job keeping things under wraps...nobody's onto us yet...looks like we'll complete the job no problem..."

Now, to anyone else, their conversation would probably not raise any red flags, but to Meadow she was deeply curious as to what these men were talking about. It sounded super shady, but again, that was probably just her own bias speaking. She had a knack for getting into trouble and sticking her nose where it didn't belong. This was either just another one of those times, or she was onto something...

In any case, as the men got up to leave, Meadow carefully followed them out. It was her first time trailing someone in her car like this. Her heart was beating fast as she followed the men to a large warehouse near the shipping docks. Keeping her distance, she pulled aside a good ways from the warehouse and parked her car in a secluded area. 

Walking over, she noticed a bunch of other cars parked near the warehouse as well. Something was definitely up. Already, Meadow's ego began to inflate given how she had been right that something shady was going on. Well, at least it was looking very good that she was right. She still hadn't confirmed anything yet.

Sneaking over to the warehouse where the cars were gathered, she crept around the perimeter looking for either a way in or a place she could safely spy on what was happening inside. She noticed a stack of crates piled up near the side of the warehouse that just so happened to be near a window. It really was her lucky day.

Quietly creeping over to them, she climbed atop the crates and standing on her tip toes she peered inside.

Bingo.

Inside the warehouse she saw a bunch of men unloading large crates and stacking the contents into piles around the warehouse. They were unloading everything from rare looking animal pelts, to weapons, to even bags of drugs (or at least what looked like drugs). Meadow's heart was really racing now! She had caught a group of criminals red handed, and it was all thanks to her superb eavesdropping abilities! She knew they'd come in handy some day!

But wait, there was something else there. As Meadow watched, a group of a few thugs were dragging someone into the warehouse. It was a young woman, who looked to be older than Meadow, probably in her late twenties, with dark hair and deep brown eyes that starred daggers behind a pair of glasses. and She was wearing an overall dress paired with a red turtleneck sweater. 

Her hands were tied behind her back, but that was the only part of her that was tied so far. Her shapely legs, which were sporting a pair of long dark socks were currently free. She hadn't been gagged either.

The thugs marched the girl into the warehouse and began discussing something together. Meadow had to hear what they were saying! She leaned into the window and pressed her ear against the glass.

"We caught this one snooping around outside. We scooped this off of her. Looks like she's from some Tribune."

"Ah, miss Kayla Grace is it? Looks like you've messed with the wrong folks here."

"Like you scare me," she said. Her voice confident and strong.

"Hm, a plucky young lady aren't we now? Get her tied up. I don't want her distracting us from our work!"

Once again, Meadow's eavesdropping abilities were serving her well. However, for as gifted as she was at eavesdropping, it did come with a price. Meadow often found herself in the wrong place at the wrong time, and this time was no exception. For as careful as she thought she was being, she hadn't been careful enough.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!"

Meadow turned to see two large men staring up at her with angry looks on their faces.

"Oh shit..." Meadow said realizing she had been made.

Leaping down from the crates she attempted to run away from the men, but she was much smaller than they were meaning her stride was half theirs at least. For every step she took away from them, they were making two maybe even three toward her! In no time they had caught up to her, and scooped her up into the air.

"Hey let me gommmmph!"

A hand was slapped over her mouth from the man behind her while the other man grabbed her legs from in front of her. Together, the two men dragged her away and back toward the warehouse...

.  .  .  .  .

It was unlike Ivory to step outside her comfort zone like this, but her strong kinky desires were outweighing her desires to avoid prolonged social interaction. She had taken the girl to one of the back conference rooms. Locking the door behind her, Ivory strode quietly toward the large table in the center of the room and set the book down on top of it.

"Are you sure this is okay," the girl asked while sheepishly looking around.

Ivory, who was busy flipping through the book, only gave the girl a silent nod.

"But I don't understand...how is this going to work? We'll need rope and..."

Ivory plopped her bag onto the table as bundles of rope spilled out from it. The girl said nothing as she walked over and picked one of the bundles up turning it over in her hands.

"Wow," she said, "you just carry this in your bag with you?"

Ivory nodded, her nose still buried in the book.

"Here," she said finally stopping.

She held her finger on one of the pages pointing to a specific image. Beneath the image were in depth instructions on how to complete that specific tie. She watched as the girl flipped through the next couple pages studying the instructions.

"You want me to try this one on you?"

Ivory nodded, her calm personality masking the fact that she was hungry for bondage and couldn't wait for the girl to begin tying her up.

"I can help you," Ivory whispered, "if you need me to walk you through some of the steps, I can help."

The girl nodded.

"Okay," she said, "then I guess we should get to work."

.  .  .  .  .

After being marched inside the house, the robbers plopped Reida down into one of the kitchen chairs. In two of the other chairs sat the residents of the house. Of course, they weren't sitting under their own volition, but rather had plenty of tape wrapped around their bodies keeping them secured to the chair. It was two girls, probably in their late to mid twenties, one blonde and one brunette. They both were wearing casual clothes, and most likely had been enjoying a cozy day off. That was until their home was broken into!

"Hllllmmmmmmph!"

They had been gagged using a few strips of tape, and in addition to that their arms were taped behind their backs and their bodies were taped down to the chair. Surprisingly enough, Reida noticed that the robbers had done a really poor job taping the two girls up. The tape work looked really flimsy and was hardly wrapped tight enough, and Reida could already see it starting to give a little bit from the girls struggling. Not to mention the two lousy strips of tape they had used for a gag!

"Hey, just a heads up," she said, "but you guys really need to work on your tape skills."

"Excuse me?"

"Look, if you're going to break into someone's house and tape them up like this, you might as well do it right."

The robbers stopped and just looked at each other.

"You're asking us to...do a better job taping you up?"

"Wwrrrmmph!?”

The two girls paused for a minute, either intrigued or irritated at Reida’s request. She wasn’t sure which yet…

"You can leave them out of it," she said, "but at least for my sake, if you're going to tape me up and leave me here at least give it some effort. The sooner I get out of here the sooner I have to go back to work. So why don't you do me a favor and try a little harder, yeah?"

Still staring at each other in disbelief, the robbers finally just shrugged and went to work.

"Fine," one of them said, "if you want us to really tape you up nice and tight, then you got it."

.  .  .  .  .

"Hey boss, looks like we found ourselves another lousy little snoop, eh?"

The men dragged Meadow toward the center of the warehouse where the other group of men was waiting with the other girl, Kayla. She was still standing there, her arms tied behind her back. She shot a confused look at Meadow.

"What? Another one? How are they finding us!?"

"No idea...we caught her looking in from a window outside."

"Damn...and to think things were going so well."

"What do we do now?"

"Well, we're almost done unloading these boxes. The other crew will be here to sort through the goods and prepare them for distribution. Let's just focus on getting all that done as quick as possible."

"And the snoops?"

"Let's tie them up in the meantime. We'll be long gone before they're able to alert anyone about us. As long as we keep them out of the way until then, we should be fine."

"You got it."

"There should be a box of rope somewhere around here..."

"Got one over here!"

"Great. Let's teach these lousy snoops a lesson not to stick her nose where it doesn't belong!"

"Nmmmmmph!"

Meadow tried to kick her legs and break free, but there was no stopping it now...she had found herself in a real predicament! The only positive side to things being she'd at least have someone to endure it with...

.  .  .  .  .

"That's not too tight...is it?"

The girl was well into her way binding Ivory up. She was in a kneeling position on the table with her legs tied together in a frogtie. Her arms were pulled over her head and folded down toward her back so that her elbows were pointing up and her hands were nested in the small of her back. Keeping her in this position of course was lots of rope. Much to Ivory's surprise the girl had done a really nice job tying her up. The ropes were pulled nice and tight, and the knots she tied were very snug. She had even applied a cozy little chest harness too, per Ivory's request of course.

The girls hands trembled and her face was bright pink as she worked. Perhaps that was due to the fact that Ivory had removed her sweater and skirt leaving her in just her underwear and stockings. It was for practical reasons of course. Her bulky sweater limited her movements, and the ropes were able to be pulled much tighter against her bare skin than through clothes.

"Okay...I think I'm done."

Ivory, dripping with sheer pleasure, tugged gently in her bindings as she did a final inspection. The girl had done a gorgeous job. There was only just one more thing to add.

"Could you...maybe gag me?" Ivory asked.

The girl looked around inside Ivory's bag, but besides the rope there was nothing else inside.

"I don't...I'm not sure what to use."

Ivory's eyes moved over toward the girls legs. Underneath her skirt she spied a pair of dark tights that she wore over a pair of black ankle boots.

"You could...use those," Ivory whispered motioning with her head toward the girls legs.

She looked down and blushed, but she knew exactly what Ivory was talking about.

"Are you...sure?"

Ivory nodded, already beginning to salivate as the girl removed her boots revealing a pair of pink ankle socks underneath them. Peeling them off, she then reached up and gently tugged her tights off slipping her feet out of them one by one. But she didn't stop there. She then proceeded to reach up and pull down her underwear as well. Ivory was drooling now.

"Will this be enough?"

Ivory nodded, licking her lips as she did so. The girl then took both her socks and her underwear and held them up.

"I...which one do you prefer?"

"Both."

"Both?!"

"Yes."

"Oh um...okay."

Taking the socks, the girl started with those first. Ivory obediently opened her mouth allowing the girl to stuff both of the socks in. Still with plenty of room, the girl followed up by shoving her panties in after them. Ivory closed her eyes and moaned softly as her mouth was stuffed full. The girl finished the gag by taking her tights and wrapping them around Ivory's mouth between her pouting lips.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," Ivory moaned behind her gag as she arched her back and shuffled around on the table. She was totally and completely subdued now. Her body quaked with pleasure, partially from the position she was, also partly due to the tight crotch rope the girl had tied around her as well...

"Are you sure you're okay?"

Ivory quickly nodded in response, happily chewing on her gag.

"Well in that case...I had something else in mind too...I...I've seen it done...and...well...here let me give it a try."

Ivory was perplexed and did not know what the girl was referring to, but then she felt her gently begin to tickle her stocking clad feet.

"Hmmmmph!"

Ivory flinched as a tingly sensation ran up and down her body.

"Oh...is that not okay?"

"Hmmmmmmph!"

Ivory nodded her head practically begging the girl to continue. It was more than okay with her.

"Alright, well...here goes."

"Nnnngggh!"

Ivory instinctively tried to pull her feet away from the girl as she continued to tickle them, but in reality she was thoroughly enjoying the experience with every fiber of her being. Her body quaked with pleasure the more the girl continued to tickle her. As she strained away from her touch, Ivory's crotch rope did its job as it also provided waves of sensation up through her stomach and across her whole body.

"Mmmmmmm."

Ivory closed her eyes and quietly as wave after wave of pleasure continued to crash over her before suddenly she found herself filled to the brim with pleasure barely able to contain it all inside of her. Letting go of herself for a moment she gave in as her whole body quaked and trembled, the pleasure spilling over in a massive eruption...

.  .  .  .  .

"Well, that's the best we can do. Is it to your liking?"

"Mmmm hmmmmph!"

Reida nodded back to the men, unable to speak through the enormous gag they had packed in her mouth. The robbers had really gone all out, and of course Reida was thankful for it. They had taken her to the bedroom and tied her up on the bed. She was laying down flat on her back with her arms spread out in a "v" formation above her head. Likewise her legs were spread out as well connected to either side of the bed frame.

Her feet were now bare, but her socks of course had been put to good use. Both of them had been stuffed into her mouth, but the robbers hadn't stopped there. After packing the both of them in, Reida had shot them a glance that said "is that all you got?" So, taking another pair of socks from one of the dresser drawers they had stuffed those in as well. The robbers were in awe as they stared at Reida's sock packed mouth. It was a wonder to them how anyone could withstand such a gagging, but Reida of course welcomed it.

"Hmmmmmmmmm," she practically purred behind her jam packed mouth, her gag completed by a much longer sock tied between her lips keeping the others inside.

The robbers had brought the housemates into the room as well to watch Reida be tied up and gagged. Strangely enough, they were interested in stricter bondage as well, and so to their wishes the robbers had tied them up better as well.

The girls were currently laying on the floor, tied together with their bodies facing each other. The twist was that their heads were placed on opposite ends so that each girl was facing their other's feet. In this position now, the robbers were able to gag the girls with their own socked feet!

"Mmmmmmmph!"

The girls tossed around on the floor, sucking on each other's feet as they did so. The gag was brilliant in Reida's mind, very creative. That was of course until one of the robbers admitted to seeing it done in a video online, but either way it was a unique way to be gagged of course. Keeping their "gags" in place was rope tied around the back of their neck and then looped behind the back of the other girls leg. This kept each of their respective feet lodged inside the others mouth, as much of their foot would fit that is.

Oh, and the icing on the cake was that the girls had also asked for a little fun added to their bondage experience too. This meant that the robbers had taken a very special "toy," from one of their rooms and placed it between each of the girls so that they both had access to it. Reida could hear it gently doing it's work as the girls pressed up against each other trying to get the most of it.

She smiled through her gag as she watched them struggle on the ground. This didn't look to be the first them they'd done something like this...

"Nmmmmmmph hhhhhhhmph gggnnnnnnmph!"

The grunts and moans grew louder and louder as the object between them whirred away before finally each girl erupted in muffled shouts followed by heavy breathing and sighs of pleasure.

"Mmmm mmmmmph!"

Reida tugged in her bindings trying to get the robbers attention. Now that the two girls on the ground were done, she wanted a turn as well. They knew exactly what she was asking for, and so grabbing the device they brought it over to Redia and set it into place.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," her eyes rolled back in her head as she relaxed her body and got ready for the pleasure to take over.

.  .  .  .  .

"There we are...looks like the two of you aren't going anywhere!"

Meadow and Kayla had been tied up alright, but of course the thugs had to go overboard and place them in a ridiculous position. They'd pulled out a chair and plopped Kayla into it first. Her arms were pulled over the back of the chair, and her body was fixed to it with rope wound around her chest and stomach. Her legs, now bare save for her nude colored nylons, were tied together and pulled underneath the chair. A length of rope was pulled taught between her legs and her hands behind her back essentially pinning her legs in place under the chair, her nylon clad feet just brushing the concrete floor.

What made it ridiculous was that Meadow had been tied sitting on top of Kayla. Her arms were tied in a box behind her back with each of her hands resting on either elbow. She was sat facing Kayla with her legs saddled over Kayla's lap. She was in a kneeling position with her lower legs folded under her thighs tied together with ropes. Her bare feet sticking out behind her resting beside Kayla's knees. A few rounds of rope were tied between the two girls keeping them sandwiched together. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmggggph!"

Each of the girls had been muzzled via their own socks. Meadows grey socks were the perfect size to stuff in each of their mouths followed by Kayla’s longer socks which were pulled over their mouths.

It was quite the position to be in. Meadow had literally just met Kayla and now here she was, inches from her face, Meadow’s own sock wedged firmly in Kayla’s mouth. It was quite the introduction!

”Nnnngggmph!”

Kayla shifted around on the chair. Thankfully, Meadow was small and weighed very little. So even though she was stuck on Kayla’s lap, at least she wasn’t crushing her.

”Let this be a lesson to you both,” one of the thugs bellowed, “don’t butt into other peoples business!”

”Ffffmmmph yymmmmph!”

Kayla angrily shouted back at him, her voice muffled by the socks. Meadow was impressed by her resolve. She wasn’t letting this awkward situation get to her at all, but was taking it in stride! Perhaps it wasn’t Kayla’s first time this had happened. 

“Ha, whatever. Give us as much lip as you’d like. There’s nothing you can do about us now!”

”Hmmmph!”

Kayla grunted back at the man. 

“Hey, looks like the other crew is pulling up!”

”Good, let’s get the goods loaded up as quickly as possible and then split.”

”And the snoops?”

”They’ll be fine. Between the two of them they’ll wiggle free eventually.”

”Nnnmmmmmmmmmmph!”

But there was obviously nothing either girl could do about it. The men ignored their protests and went about their work. A few hours later, they were finished and heading out. Kayla and Meadow were left there as the men departed, still bound and gagged. 

“Hhhmmmmmmph!”

Kayla shifted around in the chair trying to find a weak point in the ropes. Meadow followed suit. The one thing she discovered was that the chair they were sitting on was old and rickety. Every movement she and Kayla made caused the chair to creak and groan. Meadow had an idea!

”Hmmmmph gnmmmph!”

She signaled to Kayla the best she could through a mouth full of sock. Kayla paused her struggling to focus on Meadow. Motioning with her head down toward the floor, Meadow started moving her body from side to side. She was trying to get Kayla to realize they needed to tip the chair over. 

Thankfully, Kayla picked up on her signals. Together, they started rocking back and forth in unison. The chair continued to groan and wobble as the girls gathered momentum before finally, the tipping point was reached and together Kayla and Meadow came crashing to the ground. 

“Mmmmph!”

It was a hard fall, but it has worked! The chair was totally busted, and the ropes that held Kayla and Meadow together were no longer kept taught. It took some wriggling and a lot of sweat, but eventually the girls found their way out of the ropes. 

“Bleh!”

Meadow, her hands finally free, reached up and pulling down Kayla’s long sock managed to split out her own. It felt good to have that wretched gag finally free. Kayla followed suit shortly after. 

“Wow…what a struggle,” she said, her forehead glistening with sweat. 

“I know, right.”

”I know we never formally met, but my name’s Kayla. I’ve been tracking these thugs for a while now. Looks like I got a little careless today.”

”Same! I’m Meadow by the way.”

“Well, Meadow, it’s nice to meet you. I wish it was during better circumstances, but hey…glad we’re okay. It’s a shame those thugs got away though. Oh well, I’ll see if I can track them down again I guess. In the meantime, let’s get out of here. I need a nice shower after this.”

”Oh yeah, me too!”