“We should probably stick around here and give our stories to the cops, yeah?”

Madelyn nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I mean we still never even got gas.”

Kayla rolled her eyes, “shit, yeah you’re right. Oh my god wait, speaking of the car what about…”

“Andrea!”

She and Madelyn blurted out their friend’s name at the same time, Madelyn having the same realization at the same time that Kayla was. Tearing out of the gas station they sprinted back to Kayla’s car. Andrea was nowhere to be seen. That didn’t mean she was nowhere to be heard though…

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The faint sound of something kicking against the trunk was unmistakable. Kayla fumbled around for her keys, finally hitting the unlock trunk button. The lid flew up and sure enough, there inside was Andrea all folded and trussed up with rope.

“Hrmmmph mmmrmph!”

She was tied in a little ball, her nylon-clad legs folded into her chest. Her wrists were tied in front of her body, clasped behind her knees and secured in place thanks to a vast array of ropes. She flailed her bound feet in the air, her toes stretching against the sheer fabric of her pantyhose, her socks no longer on her feet and instead stuffed inside her mouth.

“Wrrmmphh mmph!”

-----

Aaaaand finally Andrea joins the fun, all bound and gagged in the trunk of Kayla's car courtesy of @downhill515

Tune in tomorrow for part 2 of the story!