Kayla Grace was not one to go on many dates. Her work kept her busy enough that she just didn't really have the time, but even if she did she also lacked the interest. Sure, she liked to flirt and the idea of having that kind of special someone in her life was a comforting thought, but she already had Madelyn and Andrea. She didn't want some boy...or girl...to come between her and her two best friends.

Even on Valentine's Day, when literally everyone else in Hazeldale was going out with someone for the night, Kayla was riding solo. She preferred it this way anyway, and no matter how many times her friends and family tried to set her up she would always kindly refuse. Not everyone needed a significant other after all. Maybe one day Kayla would change her mind on this, but for night now she was more than content with her choices.

Another one of her choices was to go out for Valentine's Day. She wasn't going out with anyone though, just herself, a cute outfit, and a good book. She'd reserved a table for one last week, and her plan was to go out and enjoy a fancy meal while burying her nose in her book. The perfect night out in Kayla's mind. She would have invited Andrea and Madelyn but they were busy with their own dates. Perhaps it was Kayla's idea to stay single, but her two friends were very much okay with playing the field and going out. They'd both managed to secure dates for the night, leaving Kayla to fend for herself.

Madelyn kept insisting that she was more than happy to cancel, but Kayla was also more than happy to go out by herself. It was always hard to explain why she enjoyed this solitude, but she just did. Besides, she wasn't really alone. She had her book, and inside contained a whole world of characters that felt alive in their own rights.

Before stepping out for the night, Kayla took one last look in the mirror to make sure she looked okay. She was wearing a cute red long sleeve blouse with a tight black skirt that hugged her rear. Her legs were wrapped in a pair of sheer nylons with little hearts printed on them. Completing the ensemble was a pair of black lace up booties with little grey socks peeking over the tops. She let her long black hair fall straight down her back, with some of it spilling over her shoulders too.

Stuffing her book into her over the shoulder bag, Kayla was ready to head out. She arrived at the restaurant with a couple texts on her phone. They were from Madelyn and Andrea, wishing her a happy Valentine's Day. Smiling as she read the texts, Kayla shot back some quick replies before heading inside. Thanks to her reservation Kayla was seated right away. She started by ordering a glass of wine, and then pulling out her book she dove in.

There was no need to pour over the menu or anything, she knew what she was getting. All she had to do was wait for the waitress to return so she could put in her order. In the meantime, she would be getting lost in her novel.

"Hey, this seat's not taken, is it?"

Or so she thought...

Kayla looked up to see who had spoken to her. It was a girl, probably around Kayla's age she guessed, and damn was she hot. Kayla ran her eyes up and down the girls body, taking in her exquisite physique. She was dressed appropriately for the holiday, with a whit blouse that revealed a lot of cleavage, paired with a red skater skirt. Her legs were encased in a pair of patterned pantyhose, and her feet were tucked into a pair of tall black boots with dark red socks rolled up over the tops of them. Her red hair practically glowed in the light, a flirtatious smile painted between her cherry red lips.

Kayla swallowed, taking a moment to compose herself and tear her eyes away from the girls entrancing nylon clad legs.

"No, it's not," she said, her voice wavering ever so slightly, "but I'm dining alone tonight. Sorry."

For as convincing as Kayla tried to be, the girl picked up on her slight hesitation and pounced.

"Yeah so was I," she said, "but I saw you sitting over here all by yourself too and I thought that maybe we could be company for each other tonight. What do you say?"

She gave Kayla a playful wink as she pulled out the chair and sat down, crossing her legs in the process. She looked so familiar, but Kayla just could not put her finger on where she'd seen this girl before.

"So," she said leaning her elbow into the table and gently resting her chin in her open hand, "what's your story?"

Kayla could smell the girl's perfume from across the table, and god did it smell amazing. She'd applied the perfect amount so that it was just recognizable enough without being overpowering. Clearly, whoever this stranger was, she knew what she was doing and had probably done this before.

"Look," Kayla said doing her best to stay strong, "I appreciate the offer, for some company I really do. But I'd really rather be alone tonight."

"Well, how about one drink then? Just the one, and then after that if your mind is still made up I'll vanish."

Kayla sighed, eying the girl with suspicion. What was her angle here? Kayla had a feeling that if she agreed to this drink it be playing right into the girl's hands. Then again, what did Kayla have to lose? It was one drink after all, and the girl was offering to pay. Against her better judgement, Kayla finally caved.

"One drink," she said.

The girl smiled. Turning around she signaled for the waitress and then ordered two cocktails. She didn't even ask Kayla what she wanted, she just ordered for her. Kayla quietly scoffed, this girl sure had some confidence.

"Look, I'm sure my story isn't as interesting as yours," Kayla said, "so tell me...is this a usual thing for you?"

"Not so fast," the girl replied, "I'm buying your drink after all, aren't I? Shouldn't I be the one to ask the questions?"

Kayla rolled her eyes. Of course there was a catch...

"I guess that's fair," Kayla said, "you get one question."

The girl smiled, leaning in she stared at Kayla her green eyes practically piercing though Kayla's soul.

"You ever been tied up before?"

Kayla's heart skipped a beat as her throat immediately went dry. Of course she had, countless times in fact. Just the other day she'd found herself bound and gagged at the hands of a disgruntled restaurant owner she was interviewing for a story. She'd received multiple reports that he was including himself in the tip pool, which was illegal for managers to do. When she confronted him about it, he'd gotten so angry that he grabbed Kayla and tied her up. She spent hours hogtied in his office, chewing on her own tights before help finally arrived. He was kind enough to relieve her of them, tearing her pantyhose form her legs and stuffing then in her mouth. What ever happened to a simple cleave gag? Hadn't anyone in Hazeldale heard of such a thing?

She eyed the girl carefully, who could tell that her question had flustered Kayla. There were a few possibilities here. The first being that this was all some kind of bizarre coincidence. Kayla had encountered plenty of those, and for all she knew this was just another one of them. The second was that this girl knew who Kayla was and that she had a pension for ending up in those kind of situations. If that was the case, Kayla needed to be careful. Perhaps this girl was planning something sinister...

Taking a deep breath, Kayla composed herself before answering the girl's question. Whether or not this was a coincidence or a set up, one thing was for sure: Kayla couldn't back down. Was this her pride taking over? Absolutely. But she wasn't going to show an ounce of weakness to this girl, whatever kind of game she was playing.

"What if I say yes," Kayla said, "what does it matter?"

"Well," the girl said leaning back, uncrossing and recrossing her legs, "for one, if you said yes at least you'd be telling the truth."

Okay, now there was no question about it. This was some kind of set up. This girl clearly knew Kayla, and she was definitely up to something. Kayla wasn't exactly sure what, but she was throwing in the towel. She was not about to spend her night in some kind of peril.

"Alright," Kayla said standing up and grabbing her bag, "I don't know what kind of little game you're playing right now, but you can count me out."

"Aw, just when we were getting started?"

Kayla opened her mouth to say something in reply, but stopped short as she spied the mischievous glimmer in the girl's eye. She wasn't even going to gratify her with a response this time. Instead, Kayla marched up to one of the waitresses and handed her cash for the wine she had ordered. Not looking back at the girl, Kayla left the restaurant heading out into the cold February night.

She pulled out her phone and started typing up a message to Madelyn and Andrea about her strange encounter. With her head down as she walked, she slowly typed in the message giving them all the details of she'd been randomly approached at dinner. Well, see that was the thing, was it random or had that girl targeted her? Either way, Kayla was a bit shaken from the whole thing.

Clearly though, she wasn't shaken enough to keep her guard all the way up. With her nose buried in her phone as she walked, she was paying no attention to her surroundings. In hindsight, she probably should have waited until she got to the car to pull out her phone...

"Gotcha now!"

"What thmmmmph!"

Kayla turned around just in time to see the girl from before. She was wearing that same damn mischievous grin, and in one of her hands she held some kind of rag. Grabbing Kayla with her other hand, she held her tight as she pressed the rag into Kayla's face making sure to push it hard up against her nose.

"MMMMMMMPH!"

Kayla kicked and thrashed about as the girl held her back, but she was crazy strong! She pulled Kayla into an alley, still holding the rag over her face. She shoved Kayla up against the side of the building, pressing her back firmly into the wall while keeping the rag clamped over her mouth and nose. There was a sweet smell to the rag too, Kayla recognized it almost immediately.

Chloroform.

"NNNNMPH!"

Kayla tried her best to get away, but her body was growing weaker and weaker by the second. Soon her vision began to blur as the world started to spin. The girl laughed noticing Kayla slowly succumbing to the chloroform. She leaned in and whispered in Kayla's ear.

"Just like that," she purred, the softness of her breath gently kissing Kayla's ear as a shiver ran up her spine, "in a few seconds it'll all be over...and you'll be all mine."

"Mmmmmmmm..."

Kayla moaned, her eyes so heavy now as she could barely hold them open. Finally, Kayla's body gave in to the fumes as she collapsed into the girl's eager arms. Some Valentine's Day this was turning out to be...

.  .  .  .  .

"Nnnnnmmmph..."

Kayla slowly blinked her eyes open. Her head was super foggy, and her vision was still a little blurry. She could remember what happened though. She'd been nabbed by that creepy girl she met at the restaurant. Upon waking up, Kayla expected to be in some kind of van or dungeon or something. The last place she'd expected to wake up was in her own apartment!

"Hmmmph?"

She found herself in her kitchen, tied down to one of her chairs. She was straddling it backwards though, her stomach pressing into the back of the seat. She was held there thanks to the copious amounts of rope pinning her to the chair. Her arms had been pulled behind her back, her elbows practically forced together. Her shoulders were pulled back too thanks to the chest harness that had been applied. There was a bunch of rope tied from her chest harness to the chair, keeping Kayla's body firmly in place. Her legs had been lashed to the chair too. There was rope around her thighs connected to the back two legs of the chair as well as around her ankles and to the front two legs.

"Mmrph hmmph nnnmph."

Kayla felt a lot of something packed into her mouth, held there thanks to the many loops of duct tape around her head. She guessed what had been stuffed in her mouth given her shoes and socks were missing, leaving her feet bare in her nylons.

"Gnnnmmph!"

She grunted as she shifted around in her seat, the ropes holding fast and not giving her much room to struggle. Kayla was good and proper stuck, the only question was where was the girl who had kidnapped her...

"Ah, you're awake! Hi, cutie! How was your nap?"

"Lmrrmmph mmph ggnnmph. Frrmmph mmmph!"

Kayla grunted back at the girl through her stuffed full mouth. The girl simply smiled, pulling another chair up to Kayla. She positioned it so that the chairs were back to back now, straddling it to face Kayla.

Placing her face inches from Kayla, the girl whispered softly.

"Just relax...we're going to have a little fun, that's all."

"Hrrmph mmmph mrrrmph!"

Leaning back the girl laughed, grabbing the chair with her hands and tilting her head back. She looked like an absolute psycho! Just what exactly did she have planned for Kayla...? And why was she even being targeted anyway?

"You know, something tells me by that look on your face that you really don't remember me. Which is a shame. I thought I had made such a good first impression."

Kayla wracked her brain trying to figure out who the hell this creep was, but she was coming up with nothing. Realizing this, the girl rolled her eyes and grabbed Kayla's face in her hands. She squished Kayla's cheeks as she held uncomfortably close eye contact with her.

"Remember that day, when some random lady came to sell you tights? Do you remember her?"

"Mmrmmph hmmmph..."

The girl let go of Kayla's face and leaned back, tilting her head to the side and acting all cute. Kayla knew exactly who she was actually. She had pretended to be a tights saleswoman to both her and Madelyn only to leave them bound and gagged! The reason why Kayla hadn't recognized the girl was that she had really upped her look for Valentines Day. She wasn't that mousy little sales rep anymore, she was a full blown badass!

"The name's Cassie if you don't remember," the girl said, "hopefully we can make tonight memorable enough. Then we won't have to go through this whole song and dance the next time this happens."

"Mmmmmrrmph?!"

The next time this happens?! Kayla had no intentions of making this a regular thing!

"Now, enough chit-chat. I want to have some more fun with you.

"NNNNMPH!"

Kayla shook her head as Cassie giggled. Reaching down she unzipped her long black boot. Slipping out of it she tossed the boot aside before running her hands up and down her sock clad leg. She carefully rolled it down and peeled it from her nylon clad foot. Taking the sock she held it in both hands, stretching it out and playing with it.

"How about we swap out that gag of yours. It'll be nice to have something fresh instead."

"Fffmmph yymmph!"

Nice to have something fresh? Not if that "something" was just another sock stuffed in Kayla's mouth, not to mention it would be Cassie's sock no less! With how tied she was though, it's not like she was in any position to bargain with Cassie. Kayla was totally at her will.

Placing the long red sock in her lap, Cassie reached up and peeled back the tape from around Kayla's head. It took her a minute to get it all unwrapped, but she finally undid it all and Kayla was able to push out what had been clogging her mouth. Into her lap fell both her grey socks, now soaked with saliva. Kayla stretched her jaw, taking in the breath respite of not having anything stuffed in her mouth.

"You're a real creep," she told Cassie, "you know that?"

Cassie pretended to pout for a moment.

"Oh, do you really not like me? That's actually such a shame. I thought we were getting along so well."

"Go to hell you psycho bitch!"

Cassie glared at Kayla. She was genuinely upset now that Kayla wasn't playing along.

"Fine, if that's how you want this to go then that's how it will go."

She picked up the sock again and twirled it around.

"You know," she said, "I was planning to just cleave gag you with this. But clearly, your mouth needs a much more strict treatment! Don't worry because I have just the thing in mind!"

Grabbing Kayla's face, Cassie pinched her cheeks hard causing Kayla to yelp in surprise. Taking advantage of Kayla's open mouth, Cassie plunged the long sock inside.

"Glllmmmph!"

Kayla recoiled in shock, amazed at how fast Cassie was able to jam the sock in. Well, part of the way in at least. There was still lots of it hanging out of Kayla's mouth due to its sheer size, but Cassie was quickly working to amend this. She poked and pulled at the corners of Kayla's mouth, fitting in more and more of the sock as she did so.

"Mmmmmmmmmph..."

Kayla felt like her whole mouth was going to burst, and yet Cassie still continued working the sock in until it was all the way inside. Kayla's jaw immediately ached under the massive packing. Cassie merely laughed, enjoying how much discomfort Kayla was in. Reaching back down she pulled off her other boot and retrieved her other sock. Taking this one and stretching it out, she pulled it between Kayla's wide open mouth and tied it off at the back of her head.

But she wasn't done yet.

Grabbing the roll of duct tape, she wrapped another few layers around Kayla's head. She even walked around behind Kayla and taped her hands so that it was like she was wearing mittens.

But Cassie still wasn't done yet!

Grabbing a bunch of Kayla's nylons that she'd conveniently piled up on Kayla's coffee table, Cassie wrapped a bunch around Kayla's taped mouth, adding to the massive gag.

The crazy thing was that she still wasn't done.

Taking a bunch of Kayla's kitchen towels, she starting pulled them over the lower half of Kayla's face tying them off at the base of her neck. Cassie did this with towel after towel, probably wrapping at least five around Kayla's mouth.

It was the most overkill thing Kayla had experience to date. There was no way all of that was needed to gag her.

"There, how's that?" Cassie asked smugly.

"mmmmmph!"

Kayla's voice was so muffled under the huge gag. Now that she thought about it, the added layers did keep her quieter. Then again, so did a simple sock stuffed in her mouth!

"I'd hate to see you be the only one partaking in all this fun. It's time that I had a little fun too, don't you think?"

"NMMMPH!"

Yeah, fun, that was one way to describe Kayla's situation.

Cassie circled around behind Kayla, bending down near her legs. With her fingers she began gently rubbing the backs of Kayla's nylon clad soles. This immediately caused Kayla to jump as the tickling sensation ran all the way up and down her body.

"FFFMPH!"

"Ah, ah, ah, you just sit still. It's my turn for fun."

Running her fingers all across Kayla's feet, Cassie tickled her relentlessly as Kayla bucked and thrashed. She desperately tried to pull away from Cassie's feather like finger tips, but there was no escape. She just had to sit there and endure Cassie's tickling for a good couple minutes. By the time Cassie was finished Kayla hardly even noticed. She was too busy trying to catch her breath underneath her enormous gag.

"Well, that was so good old fashioned fun! What do you say?"

"mmmmmmph..."

Kayla offered a feeble grunt in reply. Cassie laughed as she skipped back around to the chair in front of Kayla and sat down. She was about to say something when all of the sudden there was a knock at the door.

Kayla jerked her head up. Who could that possibly be at this hour?

Unless...

"I took the liberty of inviting some friends," Cassie said.

"Hey, Kayla! Sorry to hear your Valentine's was shitty. Come let us in, we brought donuts!"

"Yeah, let us in so I can smother you with hugs!"

"MMMMPH!"

Kayla shouted, trying to warn Madelyn and Andrea that it was a trap. But her cries were far too muffled to travel. Standing up, Cassie prepped a few more rags of chloroform before approaching the door. She turned back, and winked at Kayla.