Kayla rarely ever got the chance to get this glammed up, but tonight was no ordinary occasion. She had a friend in town, and this was no ordinary friend. In fact, by the time the night was over, there was far from anything ordinary about anything that had transpired. Well, for the average person perhaps it wasn't ordinary, but for Kayla Grace...she had come to expect the unexpected by now.
To get right into it, she was attending a fancy party thrown by some bored rich socialite named Veronica. Who they were wasn't all that important to Kayla, and really she had hardly any idea who they were or what they did or even how they were famous or had all this money! The reason she'd been invited was to write a nice fluffy story about how incredible the party was.
In other words, the rich girl's parents had paid the Tribune a hell of a lot of money for some positive press. They'd asked that Kayla Grace herself be in attendance to cover the night. In exchange for as much free food and drinks as she could want, they asked for a positive story. It wasn't like Kayla really had a choice in the matter. Her boss had made it abundantly clear that no matter how ideologically opposed to this she was it was a requirement for her to go. After all, it was really good money for the Tribune.
There was however, a single caveat that was about to make this night absolutely worth it. Kayla wouldn't be attending the dinner alone. A dear friend was in town. The one and only, Sara Philips.
"God, you look gorgeous!"
Kayla blushed, twirling around in her purple dress while Sara looked on in admiration. Usually, Kayla wasn't apt to receive compliments, but Sara was a definite exception. Kayla looked up to her with the utmost of adoration. Their adventure together (which was not so long ago) was one that Kayla would never forget...for many reasons, albeit not all of them good. They had spent some time bound and gagged at the hands of fiendish goons, but when was Kayla not finding herself in such predicaments?
"Thank you," Kayla said, in response to Sara's glowing praise. "You look gorgeous yourself!"
"I do my best," Sara said, smirking at Kayla before offering her arm. "You ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Kayla said as she walked up and linked arms with Sara.
Her dress matched the one Kayla wore, at least in color. Both of the girls also had on dark pantyhose and high strappy heels. If anything, it was fun to get all dressed up. Even if Kayla despised the occasion it was for.
"So is that..."
"The dress?" Sara said, "yes, the one and only."
"Ah," said Kayla, pretending to feign worry.
"Ah," said Kayla, pretending to feign worry.
"Don't tell me that Kayla Grace is worried a certain fashion choice is going to lead to a certain outcome," Sara mocked.
Smiling, Kayla replied, "well, you've got me there. It's a beautiful dress, just thought I should at least throw that out there."
"You're very kind," Sara said, giving Kayla's arm a squeeze.
"You're very kind," Sara said, giving Kayla's arm a squeeze.
"Oh hey," Kayla continued, "and thanks again for coming to this with me. I know your time in the States is limited but the idea of coming alone was just...awful."
"It's really no trouble at all," Sara said, "I adore any opportunity to get dressed up and drink with friends. But yes, what a terrible lot you’ve found yourself in. I can only wish the circumstances of our night were perhaps a bit more favorable."
"Tell me about," said Kayla, "and the worst part is even if I wanted to say no, it’s not like my boss really gave me a choice."
"Well," Sara said, "we can just try and make the most of it. By the way, that dress really does look absolutely fetching on you. The color is just...perfect."
"Let's just hope these dresses don't get us into any trouble," Kayla said. "I get into enough of that every other day of the week."
"Fingers crossed," said Sara, "now come on, let's head in and get some drinks."
"Fingers crossed," said Sara, "now come on, let's head in and get some drinks."
The girls headed inside and made a beeline for the bar. All eyes were on them as they made their way through the crowds. It was hard not to stare at their shapely pantyhose clad legs and the way their purples dresses perfectly clung to their bodies. Making it to the bar they ordered drinks. Kayla looked out at the party. There was classical music lightly playing from the balcony above the main floor, and the size of the lobby was just...massive. She was disgusted at the thought that people even lived like this.
"Pardon me, Kayla Grace, right?"
Kayla turned to the woman who had addressed her. She wasn't adorned in fancy dress, rather she looked like one of the event coordinators.
Kayla turned to the woman who had addressed her. She wasn't adorned in fancy dress, rather she looked like one of the event coordinators.
"Yeah, I'm Kayla," Kayla responded introducing herself before briefly introducing Sara.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Kayla, and you as well Miss Philips! I did not know you would be here as well. What a treat this is. Please, if you would follow me this way we wanted to get a quick aside...for the story, of course."
Kayla nodded, while Sara just shrugged, before they both followed the woman down the hall and away from the party. They walked further into the enormous house, the sounds of the night fading behind them. They finally came to a set of doors that opened up to a beautiful study, with shelves of books lining the walls. The lights were dimmed with the brightest light being the gentle glow of the fireplace near a small seating area.
Kayla nodded, while Sara just shrugged, before they both followed the woman down the hall and away from the party. They walked further into the enormous house, the sounds of the night fading behind them. They finally came to a set of doors that opened up to a beautiful study, with shelves of books lining the walls. The lights were dimmed with the brightest light being the gentle glow of the fireplace near a small seating area.
It was a beautiful place for an...
"Ambush!"
It took Kayla and Sara no more than two whole seconds to realize they had been set up. As soon as they'd walked into the study, a group of men emerged from the shadows brandishing coils of rope. The doors were slammed shut behind the girls, as the men descended upon them. Kayla was yanked up and dragged to a nearby table. She was pushed down onto it, the men grabbing her shoulders and forcing the upper half of her body into the table.
It took Kayla and Sara no more than two whole seconds to realize they had been set up. As soon as they'd walked into the study, a group of men emerged from the shadows brandishing coils of rope. The doors were slammed shut behind the girls, as the men descended upon them. Kayla was yanked up and dragged to a nearby table. She was pushed down onto it, the men grabbing her shoulders and forcing the upper half of her body into the table.
Sara was carted off to the couch and tossed onto it like a sack of potatoes. From Kayla's angle she could only see the backs of the men as they bore down on Sara, the occasional pantyhose clad leg kicking up in protest.
Kayla's limbs were quickly wrapped up with plenty of rope, her arms tied behind her back at both her wrists and her elbows. Her legs were thoroughly tied as well. It all happened so quickly with so many goons at work, but one thing was for sure...the ropes had been knotted really damn tight!
Kayla was pulled upright and turned around so that the men could scoop her up into the air. Since her legs had been tied it's not like she was able to walk! She was brought over to the main seating area, peeking a glance at Sara now stringently hogtied on the couch. Kayla was plopped down into a chair as the men fetched more rope to tie her down to it.
Meanwhile, another figure emerged from the shadows and stood menacingly in the fireplace. Kayla had never met the girl in person, but she recognized her from what she had seen online.
"Look who it is," Kayla said, "if it isn't the belle of the ball."
The woman turned on her heels, a smug look on her face. It was Veronica, and she was...up to something, although Kayla really wasn't sure what it was.
The woman turned on her heels, a smug look on her face. It was Veronica, and she was...up to something, although Kayla really wasn't sure what it was.
"Hello, Kayla Grace. And I see you've brought a friend with you tonight. How wonderful is that?"
"Oh, sod off!" Sara spat, "what's your angle with this anyway? Wasn't Kayla going to write you and your family a big fluff piece?"
"That?" Veronica laughed, "I really am so surprised that worked. I thought the great Kayla Grace was above that. To be honest it was my first play and I really didn't even think it would work."
"Don't get a big head," said Kayla, "I was forced into this. You really think my boss gave me a choice? Speaking of choices you have a choice to make right now...it's called choosing to let us go. I'm sure whatever you want we can talk it out."
"Are you...are you trying to bargain with me?" Veronica sneered.
"Oh, sod off!" Sara spat, "what's your angle with this anyway? Wasn't Kayla going to write you and your family a big fluff piece?"
"That?" Veronica laughed, "I really am so surprised that worked. I thought the great Kayla Grace was above that. To be honest it was my first play and I really didn't even think it would work."
"Don't get a big head," said Kayla, "I was forced into this. You really think my boss gave me a choice? Speaking of choices you have a choice to make right now...it's called choosing to let us go. I'm sure whatever you want we can talk it out."
"Are you...are you trying to bargain with me?" Veronica sneered.
Kayla rolled her eyes. "No, you dipshit. I'm here with a friend and I would much rather spend the night hanging out with her than playing along with your stupid games. So go ahead...whatever you want...just hurry it up."
Veronica sauntered over to Kayla, playfully licking her lips and tossing her hair back. She placed her hands on Kayla's lap, gently massaging Kayla's nylon encased thighs with her hands. At the same time she leaned in close, the smell of her...intoxicating perfume filled Kayla's nose.
Veronica sauntered over to Kayla, playfully licking her lips and tossing her hair back. She placed her hands on Kayla's lap, gently massaging Kayla's nylon encased thighs with her hands. At the same time she leaned in close, the smell of her...intoxicating perfume filled Kayla's nose.
"Sweetie," she whispered, "this is what I want."
She pushed herself up and snapped to the crowd of goons. Kayla glanced at Sara who stared back with a confused look before mouthing the words "psycho bitch."
She pushed herself up and snapped to the crowd of goons. Kayla glanced at Sara who stared back with a confused look before mouthing the words "psycho bitch."
"I've heard a lot about the esteemed Kayla Grace and her...proclivities for peril. But to get to experience them in the flesh, let alone by my hand? My god it's...thrilling! And to think I also get the pleasure of seeing Sara Philips join the fun. It's almost too much to bear."
"So that's it," Kayla said, "you're just doing this...for fun?"
"What a bore," said Sara, "these kinds of things usually happen under much more nefarious circumstances for me."
"Oh I can assure you," Veronica said, "our evening together will indeed be nefarious. Boys! Let's get some gags on these snoops. God I've always wanted to say that..."
Veronica's goon squad advanced on Kayla and Sara, carrying with them handfuls of silk scarves. Kayla gulped, licking her lips one last time before she was inevitably gagged. She stole a peak at Sara who was up first. Her soft pink lips spread apart by silk now as the men tugged the scarf between her lips. They made sure to yank the cloth back as hard as they could, the material pulling at Sara's cheeks and forcing her mouth open surprisingly wide.
"So that's it," Kayla said, "you're just doing this...for fun?"
"What a bore," said Sara, "these kinds of things usually happen under much more nefarious circumstances for me."
"Oh I can assure you," Veronica said, "our evening together will indeed be nefarious. Boys! Let's get some gags on these snoops. God I've always wanted to say that..."
Veronica's goon squad advanced on Kayla and Sara, carrying with them handfuls of silk scarves. Kayla gulped, licking her lips one last time before she was inevitably gagged. She stole a peak at Sara who was up first. Her soft pink lips spread apart by silk now as the men tugged the scarf between her lips. They made sure to yank the cloth back as hard as they could, the material pulling at Sara's cheeks and forcing her mouth open surprisingly wide.
"Hyymmmmmph!" Sara mumbled, as her gag was tied off.
Kayla had been too caught up in her thoughts, wondering why she had been so fixated on Sara's lips when her own gag was applied.
"Mmmmmmph!"
The corners of her mouth were tugged back as the scarf was wrenched into her mouth. Tying it off at the back of her head, they spared no expense in making sure it was as tight as could be. Even without anything stuff in Kayla's mouth, she was quite muffled. Her tongue was held in place thanks to how stringently the scarf had been wedged in her mouth, plus with how thick of a band they had rolled it into her jaw was also forced apart meaning she could only grunt and moan.
Now that she and Sara had both been silenced, Veronica and her goons were now free to begin the next phase of their bondage plans without either of the two snoops having any ability to verbally protest. Veronica, who had removed her strappy heels, was tugging her stockings from her shapely legs. She handed a leg to each of the two goon squads hovering over Kayla and Sara.
Grabbing the thin nylon, the goons stretched it out and pulled it over Kayla's head.
"Wrrrrmmph?!" Kayla mumbled as the stretchy material was pulled down past her eyes, ever so slightly blurring her vision and pressing against her nose. The material was made to stretch, but not over someone's head like this!
Sara was subjected to the same treatment, both girls being plunged into blurred obscurity as their vision was clouded by the nylon hoods they were now forced to wear. Thankfully the stockings were of high quality meaning they were light and soft as opposed to being scratchy...
Kayla caught herself. Was she really evaluating the quality of the pantyhose currently pulled over her head? This was not the time for such thoughts!
"Nmmmmmph!" Sara was clearly livid with her current circumstances, and understandably so.
"Well then, ladies," sneered Veronica, "I think that about does it. Thanks again for humoring me. It's been a really fun time together, but I'm afraid my work here is done. I'm sure someone will come along and rescue you eventually."
Packing up her things, Veronica and her goon squad headed out leaving Sara and Kayla behind to writhe in their bonds. Kayla could just barely make out Sara's struggling form through her nylon hood, as her dear friend thrashed about in her hogtie on the couch. One of her strappy heels had come off, the strap was still attached to her ankle but the actual shoe dangled on the side of her leg as she flexed her nylon clad toes.
Packing up her things, Veronica and her goon squad headed out leaving Sara and Kayla behind to writhe in their bonds. Kayla could just barely make out Sara's struggling form through her nylon hood, as her dear friend thrashed about in her hogtie on the couch. One of her strappy heels had come off, the strap was still attached to her ankle but the actual shoe dangled on the side of her leg as she flexed her nylon clad toes.
"Mmmmmmmmph!" Sara moaned as she took a pause from her struggles to catch her breath.
"Wrrmmmph!" Kayla tutted back.
"Mggggph..." Sara grunted in reply.