If there was one thing Kayla loved more than being with her friends and journalistic integrity, it was yoga. She loved yoga. She loved everything about it. Not only had it helped tremendously with her flexibility, but it was great for her mental health too. She loved visiting the studio each week, chatting with her yoga friends, and then relaxing her body each week to gentle stretches and various poses. She was getting quite good at it now too, her body able to hold difficult poses for long amounts of time. She had always been naturally flexible, but this has taken those natural talents to a whole new level.

Besides the health and wellness aspects to yoga, Kayla just appreciated the routine. She would practice at home, a few times a week and then she did in person classes on the weekends. It was something she looked forward to every week. Her classmates were great, and she really got along with some of the regulars. It was a small studio too, owned by a few of the instructors who established the studio a few years prior.

What had started as a small group of yogis, grew into one of the most popular yoga studios in town. It was all thanks to the instructors. They were great, teaching a very traditional approach to yoga. Kayla appreciated it at least, feeling more connected to the practice given the studios commitment to honoring the culture of yoga holistically.

Another weekend had come around, and Kayla found herself at the studio enjoying a morning of slow flow vinyasa. Packing up her things after class, Kayla mingled with her friends for a while before eventually heading out and back to her car. Getting inside, she looked over at her front seat and realized she'd forgotten her water bottle. Cursing, she unbuckled and headed back inside.

By now, the studio was empty. Everyone had gone home. Or, at least so Kayla thought. As she walked back into the room and grabbed her water bottle, she could barely hear a conversation happening just down the hall. Under almost any other circumstance Kayla would not have cared and went about her business, but being the ever vigilant reporter that she was she had a knack for picking up small details.

"But think about the money!"

That was all Kayla needed to enter full snoop mode. She could hear the desperation in the voice, the way the words were whispered as if the person saying them was trying to keep it a secret, but there was a tone that also maintained a sense of urgency. Kayla could tell whoever was speaking was trying to convince their listener that the ends justified the means. In that, Kayla could tell they were advocating for something that sounded very scammy. She paused for a moment to continue listening.

"I have, and I'm telling you...I don't feel good about this."

"Who is going to find out? Unless you plan on going on some kind of big showy vacation or upgrade your wardrobe, how would they know we're not splitting up the pay equally?"

Kayla had to peek around the corner and see who was talking. She had a hunch, but she needed to confirm it. She was careful. Peeking ever so slightly out. She wasn't really able to see who it was, but she saw enough to recognize what they were wearing and who had been wearing it.

"Ohhh shit," Kayla muttered under hear breath.

It was the owners of the studio: Anna and Lauren! Anna was much shorter than Lauren and had shiny blonde hair. She always kept it in the tightest ponytail. Lauren was much taller, but still just as athletic and flexible as Anna. She had a slightly darker complexion, with long curly black hair that she usually kept in two braids.

Apparently, they were trying to screw over their fellow employees and take home more than their fair share of pay. This was a really juicy (albeit unfortunate) event. The only thing was, how would Kayla prove the wrongdoing? Maybe she didn't have to! She could meet with the other instructors and look at the numbers. If they did the math on how many classes there were and the price of attendance and then looked at how it all broke down, it would be clear they were getting short changed.

Kayla's plan was a longshot at best. How was she going to convince these women to meet with her and go along with everything. What if not all of them joined. What if there was a leak and the owners found out and...

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

...did something.

"Hey guys," Kayla said sheepishly as she turned around to face the two studio owners, towering over her.

"Don't you dare try and play dumb," the taller one, named Anna, said.

"Anna, what the fuck," said Lauren, the other owner.

"This is the fuck," Anna said, "she was eavesdropping on us."

"Sorry, there must be some kind of misunderstanding," Kayla said, "I was just getting my water bottle."

"Like hell you were," Anna said, "we know who you are, least I do. And I don't buy this whole 'just getting your water bottle' story."

"So then why are you trying to stiff your employees knowing I take one of your classes...?"

Kayla knew she was being snarky. She knew it was a bad idea to talk back, especially given she was outnumbered. She just couldn't help herself. She had these unshakeable bratty tendencies, where even though it only made the situation worse she had to get her piece in. Besides, she knew what was going to happen to her. She knew this town. Everyone here was fucking crazy, and she could see it in their eyes...also the jump-ropes they were holding behind their back.

"You nosy little bitch!"

Anna lunged at Kayla, grabbing her arms and holding them down while Laura circled around behind her. Kayla's arms were forced behind her back as the jump ropes were wound around her wrists. They wrestled Kayla down to the floor, tying her legs soon after. Flipping her over they folded her legs up and pushed her heels up toward her wrists. They made sure to yank off her shoes so that she was left in just her little ankle socks. They weren't taking any chances her in letting her escape. Being in her socks would make that much more difficult, and from Kayla's experience it really did!

Thanks to the strength of the jump ropes, they were able to really cinch her hogtie together really tight. They pulled it tighter and tighter and tighter until Kayla was teetering on her stomach.

"Great, you tied me up," said Kayla, "congrats."

"Oh, we're not done yet, you see..."

"Oh my god, another one!"

Anna and Lauren looked up to see someone standing outside the window. Kayla turned her head just in time to see the person duck, only managed to catch a brief flash of jet black hair tied in a neat little ponytail.

"It better not be..." Kayla groaned.

Meanwhile, Lauren and Anna shot up and ran sprinting out the door. They returned in short time, carrying between them their squirming captive. Kayla's worst fears were confirmed as she now saw who it was that had been lurking in the window. Her rival, Jennifer Lee. She was wearing her stylish work clothes, as usual. Today she had on fitted red blouse tucked into a rather short pencil skirt, perfectly accentuating her long legs. She wore black pantyhose that stretched across her smooth, toned calves. Her makeup was flawless too, as always. Kayla had to give her credit for that.

"Of course," said Kayla as she rolled her eyes.

"Get your sweaty hands off of me," shouted Jennifer as she kicked and struggled.

"Serves you right for wearing heels around like that. Kind of limits your escape potential."

"Yeah and you left my other heel back there," said Jennifer as she kicked her feet, one of them bare in her nylons and the other with her heel just barely hanging on.

Anna and Laura had no issue, disposing of Jennifer. She was placed in an almost as tight hogtie as Kayla with the rest of the jump ropes. The kindly removed her other heel, noq exposing both of nylon-clad feet. The two reporters, all tied up together, gently rocked around in their binds unsure of what would come next.

"So, do you have a plan here?" Kayla asked.

Anna opened her mouth to say something, but quickly shut it. The wheels were turning in her head as she pondered Kayla's question. Turning to Lauren she looked at her as if to say "what's our plan?" but Lauren just shrugged. Kayla couldn't help but snicker. She loved it when they were clueless. Anna noticed her laugh, and quickly snapped back to reality.

"Listen here you little punk," she said, trying her best to sound as intimidating as possible," I'll tell you what the plan is. The plan is for you two to just sit there, quietly, while we work something out."

"Ooookay," said Kayla, not trying to hide at all the fact that she was mocking Anna.

"Kayla, would you shut up, please," said Jennifer.

Kayla shot a dirty glance at her rival. "Would you mind explaining what you're doing here?"

"I would ask you the same thing!"

"I do yoga here," Kayla said, raising her voice a bit now.

"As if. You're just trying to steal my leads."

"Wait, you knew about them?" Kayla asked, genuinely surprised.

"I got tipped off last week," said Jennifer, "which by the way, you two. If you're going to be criminals at least hide it better. You've been paying your staff so little they're already looking into you. Nice work."

"Okay, that's it," said Anna, "I've had it with you both. Lauren, mind giving me a hand?"

"Sure. I'm getting tired of them too."

Anna bent down near Kayla, peeling her white cotton socks from her feet and holding them up to Kayla's nose.

"How do you like that, huh?" She said, squishing the socks as hard as she could into Kayla's face.

"Knock it off you creep," she said, staring down the handful of socks Anna held in front of her.

Meanwhile, Lauren was removing her own soft gray sport socks and attempting to gag Jennifer with them. She was putting up such a fight though, and Lauren could not get her to hold still.

"Get those filthy things away from me!"

"I'm not a fan of this either," said Lauren, sheepishly holding the socks.

"Oh for crying out loud," Anna said, stepping in and snatching the socks from Lauren. "I'm about ready to tie you up too..."

"That would be great," said Lauren, "then I wouldn't have to be your little henchman anymore."

"My hench...Lauren we're in this together. That was the deal."

"This was not part of the deal. I'd rather be tied up and chewing on your socks than arrested."

"Oh quit crying, you baby. It'll all be fine."

Jennifer, in a world of her own, continued on protesting unbothered by Anna and Lauren's spat.

"You losers better let us out right now or else. Do you have any idea what you're getting yourself into? We're reporters for god's sake. We are so taking you dowmmmmph!"

Anna had clearly had enough of Jennifer's complaints, snatching Lauren's socks from her hands and plunging them into Jennifer's open mouth.

"Mmmmmmph! Wwmmmph!"

Kayla watched the whole thing unfold, Jennifer's cheeks bulging out under the weight of her gag.

"Hrmmph! Mmmmph Ggnnmph!"

Grabbing a spare towel, Anna twirled it into a thin band and then pushed it between Jennifer's pouting lips. Kayla's rival was roaring, shaking her head and howling through a mouthful of socks.

"Hnnmmph dnnnnmph yymmph! Mmmmmph!"

Kayla laughed. It was always a pleasure getting to see Jennifer indisposed of like this. Kayla had earned quite the reputation for ending up in tight spots, but Jennifer was just as unlucky. It seemed like every week Kayla was hearing stories of her getting bound and gagged at the hands of goons and crooks, but it was rare she ever got to see it live. Kayla really tried to take in this moment. Considering how much of a massive bitch Jennifer was to Kayla, it was more than refreshing to see her like this.

"Lllmmmmmph! Nnnnnmmmph!"

"God, that is so much better," Anna said as she returned to Kayla with her socks in hand, "ready for your turn?"

"Not like I have a choice," Kayla said as she held still while Anna pushed the socks into her mouth one by one. They tasted just as bad as they smelled. Kayla was not having a good time.

"What a good girl you are!"

"Gggnnnnph..." Kayla groaned, truly repulsed by the socks she had been gagged with.

"Now hold still, I'm almost done."

"Nmmmph lmmmph mmmmph hmmmph mmmm chmmmph!"

Taking a thin towel, Anna pulled it between Kayla's teeth as it compressed the socks in her mouth, pushing them further inside.

"Mmmmmph," Kayla moaned, her cheeks all puffed out under the weight of her gag.

Anna stood up, eying her two captives like they were her personal trophies.

Kayla was calm and collected, knowing her fate was sealed and that any resistance was quite futile at this point. Jennifer had yet to figure that part out.

"GGNNNNNMMPH!"

She was thrashing and screaming through the socks in her mouth, but of course all of this was fruitless and got her nowhere.

But that wasn't the end of it, no, Anna had more devious plans for her two captives. She towered over Kayla and Jennifer, plotting with Lauren about their next steps.

"Now that we have them subdued," she said, "what do you say we give them some complimentary yoga lessons."

"I won't even pretend to know what you're talking about," said Lauren.

Anna rolled her eyes.

"I'm saying we should tie them up more."

"More? Aren't they tied up enough?"

Lauren was genuinely confused. This was definitely her first time in a situation like this. Meanwhile for Anna, it really did sound like she had done this before. There was something about Hazeldale and everyone's secret knack for bondage...

"They are tied up enough, but we should tie them up even more. That way we can really teach them a lesson."

"Whatever, just tell me what to do."

Even if Lauren was clueless as to what Anna had planned, she was still totally complicit following her every word. Jennifer was retied first, and boy was she not pleased about it. The whole time, she screamed and cursed but the socks stuffed in her mouth really did their job well.

The pose she had been placed in was called "uttanasana," and it was one of Kayla's favorites actually. It really released your back, and was great at promoting general flexibility as well. Jennifer was held in this position by a jump rope that was attached to the networks of rope looped around her chest to a bar where her ankles were affixed to. There was a series of ropes now tied around her waist as well, attached to a hook in the ceiling. This kept Jennifer perfectly balanced as she leaned over with her head toward her legs.

"Feel the burn?" Anna asked menacingly.

"Wfffmmmmmph nnnnmph!"

Jennifer roared through the pair of socks in her mouth, cursing under her gag as she wiggled in her bondage. She was stuck though, and unfortunately for Kayla she was next. She wondered what kind of pose the girls would put her in, but in a few short minutes she had figured it out. Well, it didn't take her long to realize what pose they were going for. She was a pretty adept yogi after all.

"How's that? Comfortable?"

"Mmmmph!"

Comfort wasn't the first word that came to Kayla's mind given the pose she was no stuck in. Kayla knew it as halasana, or the plough pose as it was more commonly called in the States. She was on her back with her legs high in the air and folded back so that her feet were near her head. Her arms were both raised past her head and her wrists were connected to her ankles with jump ropes.

As they finished tying her up, the Anna and Lauren couldn't help but take a moment to admire their handiwork. Kayla's body was perfectly displayed, her perky butt stuck out just right, the black yoga pants clinging to every curve. It was a sight that not even they could resist.

"Damn, she's got a really nice ass," Lauren muttered, unable to tear her eyes away. Anna nodded in agreement before a devilish grin spread across her face. She looked up and gave Lauren a very mischievous look.

"Really, Anna?"

"What, I'm just having a bit of fun."

Without further ado, Anna stepped forward, positioning herself behind Kayla. She gave her butt a firm slap, the sound echoing through the room. The impact of his hand sent a shock-wave through Kayla's body, but her yelp of shock was greatly muffled thanks to the mouthful of socks she was now chewing on.

"MMMMMMPH!"

Anna chuckled, giving Kayla another firm slap. Lauren huffed and rolled her eyes, but she did nothing to stop Anna from giving Kayla a few more wacks.

"Mmmmmph gggnnnmph!" Kayla was very unhappy for her butt to be spanked like this, but Anna could not have cared less.

"Hmmph hmmph hmmph!"

Kayla looked over at Jennifer, she was snickering through her gag reveling in Kayla's punishment.

"MMMMMMPH!"

Kayla growled in reply as her butt was met with blow after blow. Quite the yoga session this had turned out to be...