"Kayla, heads up!"

Ducking down, her head inches away from the flying disk, Kayla barely avoided disaster. She shot a disapproving look at Madelyn, who pretended not to notice.

"Nice throw, Mads!" Andrea said as she waved the Frisbee around. "Go long!"

Madelyn jogged away, sand flying up behind her as she ran to receive Andrea's pass. It wasn't even close...

"Sorry!"

Kayla laughed as Madelyn ran over to Andrea, showing her how to hold the Frisbee and get a better throw off. In the meantime, Kayla was busy setting up her spot as she laid a towel out and set her beach bag down. Facing the water she took a deep breath in, letting the fresh air fill her nose. She loved the beach, and even more so she loved spending a day at the beach with her best friends.

It had all worked out perfectly. Andrea was in town, Madelyn didn't have any modelling gigs set up, and Kayla was taking a day off from work. It was an impromptu trip, something Kayla wasn't usually a fan of, but she had made an exception under the circumstances. It was just too perfect of an opportunity to pass up. Plus, summer was pretty much over now, and nice days like these were about to go away for the season. They were lucky it was even as nice as it was! It was the perfect day for a last minute beach trip to cap out the summer season.

Running over, Madelyn plopped down in the sand next to Kayla, out of breath. Her beautiful blonde hair shimmering in the sunlight. Kayla could already notice all the guys ogling Madelyn. One of them even stubbed his toe on a piece of drift wood and face planted in the sand. She didn't blame them, hell, she was even ogling her gorgeous friend! Madelyn had on this stunning two piece lilac colored swimsuit and it just hugged her body in all the right ways. She was a total hottie.

Andrea wasn't far behind Madelyn, she may not have officially been a model like Madelyn but she looked the part especially in that gorgeous two piece swimsuit she was wearing. God, Kayla had such attractive friends. She had to be careful not to trip on any driftwood herself...

"You getting the hang of it yet?" Kayla asked Andrea who plopped down in the sand with a dejected look, digging her toes into the warm sand.

Andrea sighed, "no...it just never seems to go where I want it too. I almost hit an old lady!"

"You'll get there," Madelyn said, "just give it time."

"I don't know...maybe I'll just stick to soccer."

"Or," said Kayla chiming in, "we can all just stick to relaxing. No games needed."

"That's no fun," Madelyn said jumping up, "come on, let's go dive in the water!"

"You two can go," Kayla said, "I think I'm going to dive into this book."

"Very punny. Have fun then!" Madelyn said as she took off with Andrea in tow.

Kayla smiled as she watched her two best friends sprint toward the shoreline, jumping into the ocean and splashing around. That was their idea of fun. Kayla on the other hand was just going to relax.

Or...well...at least her version of relaxing anyway. Instead of pulling out her book she reached into her bag and retrieved her notebook. Flipping it open she browsed her notes, refreshing herself on what was going on in town.

It's not like Kayla had lied to her friends, no, that wasn't the case. She had in fact wanted to spend a day at the beach, it's just that she had other reasons for being at the beach. Like looking into the local ice cream shop that was in danger of going out of business due to a bunch of recent bad reviews. Andrea and Madelyn could have their fun splashing around in the water. Kayla on the other hand was hot on the case! She found herself so buried in her notes that she didn't hear Madelyn and Andrea sneak up behind her.

"Whatcha' looking at?"

Kayla jumped and turned around to face her friends. Where the hell had they come from? Weren't they just down by the water?

"Nothing, I'm just reading...like I said."

"Kayla Grace," Madelyn said as she planted her hands on her hips, "don't think you can fool me. I can recognize your reporter's notebook from a mile away. Well...maybe not a whole mile, but you get the point."

"Wait," Andrea said, "oh my god, is there a case you're working on here?! That's so exciting! I want in!"

"Remember the last time you helped me out?" Kayla asked referencing when they had been bound and gagged by those flight attendant crooks.

"Like that was enough to keep me down," Andrea replied defiantly.

"Come on, Kayla," said Madelyn, "if there's a story to chase we've got your back. Only so that we can get back to beach day of course. Either way, we're coming as your backup whether you like it or not!"

Kayla sighed as she eyed her two pushy friends. They were really selling the whole thing too, glaring down at her like two disapproving parents that had just caught their child trying to steal snacks before dinner.

"Okay fine," Kayla said, "you can be my backup."

"Not like it was a choice," Madelyn said as sat back down next to Kayla. "So, fill us in."

"Well, it has to do with the little ice cream shop in town."

"Antonio's?" Andrea gasped, "no way...is he like some kind of drug kingpin?!"

Kayla laughed, "No, silly, just let me finish."

"Sorry."

"Anyway, so yeah, Antonio's has gotten a bunch of bad reviews lately. We're not talking like three star reviews saying it was just okay, we're talking one star reviews telling people to stay the hell away from that shop. And it's not just a few people either, it's like literally every single recent review."

"Jesus," said Madelyn, "what did they do? Or I guess, what are they supposed to have done?"

"The reviews claim that after eating there they're all getting really bad food poisoning. The trouble is that the health department supposedly just came like a month ago and didn't find anything wrong. So it's strange that they're having these issues out of the blue."

"That is strange," Andrea said, "sounds like the makings of a good story to me though!"

"It sure does," said Madelyn as she sprung up, "come on, let's go clear Antonio's name and save their shop!"

In record time they slipped on their heeled sandals, laced them up, and tied sarongs around their waists. Before Kayla even had a chance to react and gather her things they were ready to go and headed out.

"Wait," said Kayla as she called out to her two friends, "we need to check our bias and go in with an open mind."

"Too late," Madelyn called back as she and Andrea skipped off.

Kayla shook her head and sighed, picking up her towel and stuffing it inside her beach bag. She hurriedly pulled her white chunky cardigan over her red two piece swimsuit and slipped her bare feet back into her sandals.

By the time she had caught up with them they were already in town, making a bee line for the ice cream shop. Kayla had been to Antonio's before. It was a great little place that had some damn good ice cream. Every time she came there was always a line out the door, but today there was nobody. Literally nobody.

"God," said Madelyn as they walked up to the shop, "I've never seen it like this."

"Yeah," said Kayla, "they're really taking a hit."

Pushing the door open, Kayla and her friends walked inside. They were greeted by a college age girl at the front counter. She flashed a bright smile at them and welcomed them in.

"Hi, how ya'll doing today?" She said.

"Good," said Kayla taking the lead, "my name is Kayla Grace. I'm a reporter from the Hazeldale Tribune. Is Antonio around?"

The girl turned around and shouted toward the back.

"Dad! There's a reporter that wants to see you."

There was a loud clanging sound followed by the sound of shuffling feet as Antonio scurried his way to the front. He looked absolutely frazzled, and was less than excited to see Kayla.

"No reporters," he said to her waving his hands, "I've told them all a thousand times. Everything here is fine. I don't want any reporters or any fuss!"

"Sir," Kayla began, "I'm not here to write some kind of hit piece on you. I want to try and figure out what's been going on."

"Wait really?"

"Yeah," Kayla continued, "you've had this shop here for years..."

"Thirty five to be exact!"

"Right, so I find it hard to believe that after all that time...something like this is just randomly happening. At the very least I want to give you a fair shot, have a look around, and see if I can get to the bottom of this. It may very well be some faulty batches of ice cream."

"Impossible."

"Or, it could be something else. That's what I'm here to look into."

Antonio sighed, Kayla could tell he was hesitant to accept her help, who wouldn't be? This was his family business that he'd been running for years. He knew the ins and outs of the operation better than anybody. Which is why Kayla had a hunch something fishy was going on. If he was convinced there wasn't a problem, she was inclined to believe him.

"Fine," Antonio said finally caving, "you girls can have a look around."

"Thank you," Kayla said as she turned to Madelyn and Andrea and motioned for them to follow her.

"So what exactly are we looking for?" Andrea said as she poked around the back prep kitchen.

"I don't know," Kayla said, "just keep your eyes peeled for anything strange or out of place."

"I have been," Andrea replied, "I'm not seeing anything."

"Well don't give up so quickly," said Kayla, "just keep at it."

"I don't know," Madelyn said, "I'm with Andrea on this one. I really don't think there's anything here. I mean we've been looking for like ten minutes already."

"Only ten minutes," Kayla said, "there's plenty of stuff to look into."

"All this ice cream is really making me crave some though," said Andrea as she eyed one of the giant tubs and pretended to pout. "What if we ask Antonio for some. You know, to help fuel our search!"

"I don't think that's a good idea," Kayla said, "I mean unless all those people were lying about getting sick, there's something wrong with this product. I would steer clear of it for now."

"You know," Madelyn said, "there's another shop on the edge of town. Andrea and I can go run and get some while you finish looking around here."

"Wow," said Kayla, "so you both are throwing in the towel then? What happened to being my backup?"

"We still are," said Andrea defensively, "we're just stepping out for a quick snack. Besides, you've got this covered."

"Yeah," said Madelyn as she linked arms with Andrea, "we'll just be right back. Here, toss me your purse!"

Kayla rolled her eyes, unslinging her purse before tossing it over to Madelyn. She wasn't actually upset that they were abandoning her so quickly, besides, it was her fault they were spending their beach day doing this anyway. So if anything she was the one who owed them! As soon as they left she got back to work looking for anything suspicious or out of the ordinary. So far, there was no signs of anything strange or in violation of health code or anything like that. Kayla wondered if she had hit a dead end, but shaking her head she re-focused herself and kept looking. There had to be something here...somewhere!

.  .  .  .  .

"Will that be everything?"

"Oh, and one of the lemon lavender scoops please."

"Would you like that in the waffle cone too?"

"Yes, please!"

Andrea was giddy with excitement. She loved indulging in sweet treats, and was thrilled to finally get to eat some ice cream after talking about it so much over the last hour. She handed Kayla's cone to Madelyn before grabbing her own.

"'Kay," she said to Madelyn, "now I can focus on helping, Kayla."

Madelyn smiled, "good. We should probably get back then. I want to help Kayla wrap this thing up so we can get back to the beach! We gotta work on your frisbee skills you know."

Andrea sighed, "can we just give up on that? I think I'm doomed."

"Nonsense! Just trust your teacher. I'll turn you into a pro, don't worry."

"Fine, but next time we're bringing a soccer ball."

"Deal."

Leaving the shop, the duo headed back to Kayla. They made it about halfway before Madelyn stopped realizing she'd forgotten Kayla's purse!

"Shit," she said looking at her two hands full of ice cream cones. "I was so busy making sure I grabbed the cones I think I left Kayla's purse on the counter. Here, take Kayla's ice cream and bring it to her. I'll go grab the purse and meet you back at Antonio's."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, she'll kill me if I lose that thing!"

"No she won't..."

Madelyn laughed, "you're right, she won't. But she'll be all disappointed and frowny. I hate it when she's all frowny."

"Well then hurry up, Mads! I'll see you back at the shop."

Turning around, Madelyn rushed back to the other shop as Andrea continued on back to Kayla. Arriving at the shop, Madelyn made a beeline for the counter. Sure enough, there was Kayla's purse just sitting there. She grabbed it, smiled at the guy behind the counter who immediately started blushing, and then headed out.

"Are you sure this is okay?"

"Yes, we're in way too deep now to be asking questions like that anyway."

"But the shop is going to go completely under!"

"Who cares? Think about how rich we're going to be once we're the only ice cream shop in town. Have you seen the lines outside Antonio's? That'll be Sweet Treats once we get rid of them."

"But is it right what we're doing? People are getting really sick..."

"Look, just don't think about that. It's fine. What we're putting in their ice cream isn't going to kill anybody. It's just going to cause them some mild discomfort. That's all."

Madelyn put her hand to her mouth, stifling a gasp. She had overheard two guys talking behind the ice cream shop as they tossed trash bags into the trash bin. They weren't even trying to hide their conversation, they were just having it out in the open daylight. How dumb were they? Either way, she had figured out what was really going on. Antonio's was being sabotaged! Pulling out her phone she started typing out a text to Kayla and Andrea informing them of what she'd discovered.

"And just what do you think you're doing?"

Madelyn spun around, it was the two guys she'd been eavesdropping on! She'd been so quick to judge them for having a conversation out in the open, and yet here she was snooping out in the open herself! Kayla was bound to give her an earful about this...

"Hey guys," Madelyn said chuckling nervously, "what's up?"

"You tell us," one of them said as he glared at her, "you were spying on us weren't you?"

"Who? Me? No, I'm just enjoying this super delicious ice cream," Madelyn said as she gave it a seductive lick.

"Nice try, you're coming with us!"

A hand shot out and grabbed Madelyn's wrist yanking her forward and causing her to drop her ice cream.

"Ouch, let go of me, asshole!"

She struggled to break free of the worker's grip, but he held on tight. His friend rushed around behind Madelyn and looped his arms around her waist scooping her up.

"What the helmmmmph!"

He slapped a hand over her mouth as he hoisted her into the arm, his friend grabbed Madelyn's legs and lifted her up so that she was high up off the ground now. She kicked and screamed, but the hand gagging her muffled her cries for help as she was dragged away...

.  .  .  .  .

Meanwhile, Kayla was still hard at work looking for...well anything really! She was starting to lose hope herself having investigated pretty much every nook and cranny of Antonio's shop. Just when she was about to throw in the towel, a totally unexpected visitor showed up.

"Oh...my...god...what the hell are you doing here?!"

Kayla knew that bitchy voice from a mile away. It was Jennifer, her rival from the Tribune. What was that skank doing here? God, and she looked amazing too. She was a grade-A bitch, but her body was a ten. She had on this black designer two piece swimsuit, with a black cover up tied around her waist. Her feet tucked into a pair of super high heeled sandals strapped around her ankles.

"I see you've already run out of original leads and you're just following me around," Kayla said as condescending as possible.

"So what you beat me to the punch. I'm sure your story is gonna' suck anyway. Besides, I bet you think Antonio is innocent, don't you?"

"I don't have any reasons to think he's guilty that's for sure. Why...do you know something?"

Jennifer laughed mockingly, slapping her knee in jest.

"As if I would ever tell you," she said, "all I know is what you know and that is that Antonio has been running this shop for thirty five years and lately, he's gotten sloppy and it's making people sick and forcing him out of business."

"You would take that angle," Kayla sneered, "that's just like you to see the worst in people in not give them a fair chance."

"Well, we'll see who's story gets picked up. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an interview scheduled with Antonio."

"What? How'd you get an interview?! When we walked in here he said no reporters.

Jennifer flicked her ponytail back and shook her head, a devious smirk painted across her face.

"I'm not a reporter today. I'm here for an interview. Now if you'll excuse me, I have important work to be done. Unlike...whatever it is you're doing here."

If this were a cartoon Kayla would have steam coming out of her ears. That scheming little bitch was always coming up with some kind of shady way to get what she wanted! Jennifer strutted off past Kayla, purposely bumping into her shoulder as she waltzed by, her sandals clicking on the floor as she passed. Behind Jennifer's back, Kayla stuck her tongue out in addition to sticking out her middle finger at her. She really could not stand Jennifer. Not one bit. She was always getting in Kayla's way and making life harder for her. Today was no exception...

A few minutes after Jennifer left, Andrea arrived holding two cones of ice cream in her hands.

"God," she said eying Kayla, "you look a little pissed...we didn't take that long, did we?"

"No, it's not that," said Kayla, taking one of the cones, "it's my stupid rival, Jennifer."

"Who?"

"Have I not told you about her?"

Andrea shook her head, "no, oh my god, is she the worst? Do we hate her? I'll totally be like super mean to her for you."

Kayla smiled, "it's whatever. She's just here and trying to write her own story on what's going on. She thinks Antonio is being negligent and that the food poisonings are really his fault."

"But you don't think that?"

"I'm not sure what to think," said Kayla.

She looked around for a second noticing that Madelyn wasn't with Andrea.

"Hey," she said, "where's Mads?"

"She forgot your purse at the ice cream shop so she ran back to get it."

"Typical..."

"She should be back though. I'm not that fast of a walker!"

*Bzzzzzz!*

Just then Kayla's phone chirped with a new text message. It was from Madelyn and it read: "Found something interesting. Meet me at Sweet Treats. Come around back and meet me by the storage room."

"Is that Madelyn?" Andrea said peeking over Kayla's shoulder.

"Yeah," she said, "it sounds like she found something. She wants us to meet her at the other store."

"She found a lead?!"

"Sounds like it," said Kayla, "let's go check it out."

.  .  .  .  .

Arriving at Sweet Treats, Kayla glanced around looking for Madelyn. She was nowhere in sight, but then again she did say to meet her out back. Right away, Kayla was starting to get bad vibes from the situation. For starters, the shop was closed already.

"Weren't you guys like just here?" She said gesturing to the unlit open sign.

"Yeah," said Andrea, "that's so weird...they must have just closed."

"Something's not right," Kayla said.

That's when she saw it. An ice cream cone, melting on the ground beside the shop. It wasn't fully melted yet indicating that it had been dropped fairly recently. Kayla bent over and took a closer look at it. Sure enough, it was mint chocolate chip: Madelyn's favorite flavor. In addition to the cone, there were a couple cardboard boxes haphazardly laying around as if someone had kicked them over in a struggle.

"Something's not right," said Kayla as she stood back up and turned around.

But suddenly, she found herself alone. Andrea, who had just been standing right behind her was gone.

"That's odd.." Kayla said as she looked around, "Andrea! Andmmmmmmph!"

Kayla was grabbed from behind as two strong arms wrapped around her body, one around her waist and one across her mouth. A second attacker appeared in front of her, scooping her bare legs up as she was dragged away. Kayla kicked and screamed, her screams coming out as muffled grunts though thanks to the hand slapped over her mouth.

"MMMMMMMPH!"

She was carried over to a storage room behind the ice cream shop. The storage room that Madelyn had asked them to meet her at...

As the doors flung open she was greeted by the sight of her two friends, only they weren't alone. Two other people were also inside the room. They were currently busy with two rolls of duct tape, wrapping it around Andrea's arms and legs.

"GGGGGNNNMPH! MMMMMPH!"

Her yelling was reduced to grunts and moans given the rag stuffed in her mouth. Her long sheer sarong had been fashioned into a makeshift cleave gag and was pulled between her teeth keeping the rag buried inside her mouth.

"NNNNNNMPH!"

Beside her, Madelyn writhed in her own tape bonds, her mouth equally stuffed with another rag held there by her own sarong. She was backed up to one of the support beams in the room, her legs folded underneath her so that she was sat in a kneeling position. Her arms were raised above her head and connected to the beam via tape. More tape was wound around her upper body connecting to the beam and severely limiting her movement.

As if her swimsuit didn't accentuate her breasts enough, the tape wound above and below her chest really pushed her boobs out so that they were practically bursting in her swim top. Kayla said a silent prayer hoping it would hold. This situation was already bad enough...

Kayla was lowered to the floor beside Andrea, her attackers laying her face down before ripping off her cardigan and tossing it aside. The floor was cold and slightly damp. Kayla's swimsuit was great for a day at the beach but it made for some pretty terrible snooping attire! Wrenching her arms behind her back, the goon crossed Kayla's wrists and lashed them together with tape. Her mouth was free for the moment, and so taking advantage of what little time she had left before she was eventually gagged, Kayla decided to sound out the pieces of the puzzle.

"You're jealous," she said, "Antonio's been the main ice cream shop in town with lines out the door every day and you're jealous. So you've been sabotaging him in hopes of his store going out of business so that you can swoop in and set up your own ice cream empire."

The Sweet Treats mook wrapping tape around her bare ankles laughed.

"That's a neat little story there. Got any evidence to back it up?"

"Uhhhh, how about what's happening right now? Why the hell would you need to tie us up if nothing shady was going on. Admit it, you're the ones that have been messing with Antonio's in order to put them out of business!"

"So what if we are, that lousy old man has had his fun. There's a new king of ice cream in town, and it's Sweet Treats!"

Kayla rolled her eyes, "the only kings you'll ever be is kings of crime. Not only are you harassing poor Antonio, but now you're adding kidnapping to the list. You're all going to be in some real deep shit if you don't cut this out right now."

"Can it! You're nothing but a lousy little snoop! You three should have minded your own goddamn business! This is your own fault."

"So it's my fault you decided to kidnap the three of us and tie us up? Do you thin the judge is going to agree with you on that?" said Kayla.

"God, you don't know when to shut up do you? Hand me those rags!"

Kayla rolled her eyes and sighed, preparing herself for the inevitable. Grabbing a handful of her hair, the mook gave a good tug causing Kayla to yelp. In that moment he took two large rags and jammed them straight into her open mouth.

"NNNNNNNNNMPH!"

"One rag was enough to quiet your friends, but with how loud you are I think two will work better."

"FFFFFMPH!"

Kayla coughed and sputtered as he packed the rags in as roughly as humanly possible, making sure to fill them into her cheeks so that he could get both inside. It was a tight fit, but he did manage to stuff them each in. Kayla's mouth was left wide open, but that just made it easier to wrap a bunch of tape between her lips and around her head.

She stole a glance at poor Andrea, who was just about all taped up now. They hadn't secured her down to anything like Madelyn, but with how strictly she was taped up it's not like it mattered. She was currently on her side, her arms pulled behind her back and taped together in a box shape. Her legs were folded up in such a way that her heels were pushed into the back of her upper thighs with tape wound all the way around her legs so that they were pinned in that position.

Her bust had been similarly framed like Madelyn's, her already generously sized breasts straining against her swimsuit top. Her long brown hair was a hot mess as it tumbled all around while Andrea writhed on the floor. She wiggled her bare toes, her shoes joining Madelyn's on the floor.

To Kayla's surprise, she had incurred the least strict treatment compared to Madelyn and Andrea. The sound of more tape ripping was an indication that was about to change...

A bunch of tape was wound around Kayla's bare feet all the way up to her mouth placing her in a tight tape hogtie. She wasn't sure how secure it would be, but as it turned out it was just as snug as a regular hogtie. The tape was plenty strong, especially with the way it had been reinforced too. After making a few passes around her feet and back up to her mouth, she felt the tape being wound around the main loop behind her back so that instead of a flimsy band it more so resembled something like thin rope. It was quite restricting, and quite uncomfortable as well.

"Mmmmmmph," Kayla grunted through her mouthful of rags, eying her captors as they gathered up after finishing their work.

"What do we do with them now?"

"I don't know...I mean they've seen and heard everything."

"Right, so it sounds like we've got to get rid of them."

"Probably, but not right now. We need to figure out a plan. I don't want any loose ends."

"Good call."

"Let's just leave them here and come back later when we've figured something out."

"NNNNMMMMPH!"

The girls chorused through their muffling gags as the four Sweet Treats employees filed out of the storage room leaving them behind. Beside her, Madelyn flopped around in a vain attempt to get free. Madelyn was working hard as well, flexing her wrists and pulling at the tape that bound her trying to break free. Kayla was busy looking around the room trying to see if there was anything sharp that they could use to get free.

They were going to need that if they wanted to escape. It was either that or someone come and rescue them.

Which, speaking of that...

*CREEEEEEAAAKKKK!*

The girls put their struggling on pause as they all turned and watched the door to the storage room open. Kayla rolled her eyes to the ceiling and let out the longest muffled sigh as she watched Jennifer casually stroll in chuckling as she did so.

"My, oh my," she said, "just what do we have here?"

"FMMMPH YYMMMPH!"

Jennifer bent down near Kayla's face, giving her a rough pat on the rear.

"You know," she said, "if you weren't such a crummy reporter, you wouldn't end up like this so often."

"MMMMMPH!"

It had nothing to do with being a crummy reporter! God, Jennifer was the worst! If Kayla's mouth wasn't stuffed so full with those rags she'd give her a piece of her mind!

"Well, I do suppose I should help you out...eventually. Although, I must admit it is very fun watching you struggle all taped up like that. In fact, why don't I take some photos to remember the occasion by!"

Jennifer stood up, taking out her phone and snapping a few photos of Kayla.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!"

Kayla roared into her gag, bouncing around in her hogtie.

"That's the spirit! Thanks for really hamming it up. I'm getting some great shots!"

Kayla continued to shout at Jennifer, but it had nothing to do with playing to the camera. Instead, she was trying to warn her that there was somebody coming up behind!

"Alright I'm just going to take a few mo...hey! Get off of mmmmph!"

Jennifer was grabbed by two of the Sweet Treats workers as they wrestled her down to the floor. Kayla just sighed, watching as her rival was overpowered by her two attackers. They quickly worked two rags into her protesting mouth before sealing them in with her sarong that they'd pilfered from around her waist. Kayla watched in awe as they put Jennifer in quite the bind.

She was taped up on her side, her arms pulled up over her head and folded down so that her elbows were pinched together near the top of her head and her wrists rested in the small of her back. Her legs were folded up and tied separately, much like Andrea's had been. Only with Jennifer, one of her legs was folded back so that her ankle was brought near her hands. They wound tape around her wrists and connected it to that ankle so that she was essentially tape hogtied, but one with one leg. Her other leg was folded up into her chest, and secured with tape wrapped around her body.

"LLLLLMPH MMMMMPH!"

Needless to say Jennifer was quite unhappy with her predicament. Only there wasn't much she was able to say about it. Her many shouts and screams were nothing but grunts and muffled groans now behind her massive gag. If there was anything positive to take away from this situation...this was it. Seeing her rival bound and gagged like this was always a plus for Kayla. Jennifer deserved it too! If she hadn't been such a bitch she could have gotten Kayla free and they'd be out of this mess by now!

The two guys left once again, the storage room now nothing but the sounds of moans and squeaking tape. Kayla sighed as she once again resumed her search for anything around the room that might aid in their escape. Some beach day this had turned out to be! Then again, with Kayla Grace on the case, there was always some kind of mischief waiting around the corner...