Nicole and Rebecca had been sitting at the kitchen table all morning. It looked like they were deep in some sort of research but I didn't think they shared any class. Both were in different fields of study so I didn't see how one could help the other when it came to school work.

I only had one class that Friday and even coming back around 11, they were still sitting there. I got so confused and anxious that I had to ask what they were doing. "What are you two up to? You've been like this all morning. How early have y'all been up?" I had said hoping for them to stop being fixated on Rebecca's laptop.

Both girls looked up at me. Rebecca was straight faced but Nicole had a small grin on her face. Rebecca parked up and said, "Steph, what's your opinion on being tied up in a car trunk? We have both done it to you in the past but never really got a grasp for how you feel about it."

I pondered for a minute. I was worried that they were going to tie me up and toss me in the trunk if I said something wrong, so I thought this one out carefully. I finally answered saying, "Well, it is certainly uncomfy at times. It can be a bit scary too, but I think as long as you don't get in an accident and drive safe, it can be pretty exciting in a bondage sense I guess."

They seemed happy with that answer. But they kept turning to each other, as if they were both thinking of something. I was so nervous that I blurted out, "Look my sweater is really cute today and if you gonna tie me up or something please use rope or let me change!"

Rebecca and Nicole started laughing and I ask why. They turned their computer around and I saw some doodles and photos. They were a model who had been tied up in a car, but this time in the car, not the car trunk.

I looked over the models and pictures. The models were either hogtied in the backseat, or they were sitting normally in the car seat. If they were in the front seat, there was tape keeping them firmly to the seat sense the tape could wrap around. But if they were in the backseat, it seemed the seatbelt was the main force keeping them to the seat.

What struck me was that they had their hands tied up in front of them, and also tied to their upper thighs, as to keep them from rising their hands or moving them around. I looked up and down between the girls in the photos and the girls sitting in front of me.

Suddenly Ashley walked in and saw what we were doing. She spoke up saying, "I don't know what you guys are doing, but whatever it is, could you not do it in the kitchen?" Rebecca laughed saying that they were doing some light research, nothing real yet.

Ashley shrugged it off and decided to sit with us. Nicole explained to her what I had already figured out from looking and now we were all on the same page. Ashley again perked up by asking, "So this is how you'd kidnap someone in broad daylight. I guess if the car trunk was too small, you could do this and it would look normal. Plus, you could keep an eye on them if they were to try and escape."

We were all stunned at Ashley's analysis. She looked at us, a bit embarrassed but confident in her appraisal. She spoke up again saying, "What? You three do this stuff all the time. Your mannerisms have rubbed off on me I suppose.

Ashley had a point though. If you couldn't hide you kidnapped victim, you could hide them in plain sight. All the models in the photos were gagged with tan vet wrap tape or with clear gagging tape. Some even wore masks to hide their gags. It looked as if they were a normal passenger, but a secret prisoner.

The four of us looked at each other and we slowly all were on the same page. Rebecca's eyes were on Ashley asking, You wanna join? You haven't done anything like this is a while, might be something to do."

Ashley pondered the invitation and once again shrugged her shoulder. Looks like she didn't care either way, and with that we began this new experience.

Nicole and Rebecca had claimed to be driver and shotgun while Ashley and I were going to be the prisoner passengers. Rebecca had brought some rope, clear tape, and some extra masks. Rebecca started tying Ashley up and Nicole followed suit and tied me up.

We went to the garage and decided to use Rebecca car. It was a black GMC SUV. We got in out seats and the two captors got to work. They tied up our legs with four areas of rope to keep them secure. They then tied up our wrists and then tied those to our upper legs.

This forced our hands to be attached to our upper thighs. Out of sight and unable to move them freely. We both had white cloth shoved in our mouths, enough for our lips to still be able to close though. Then clear gagging tape was placed over our mouths.

Once the several strips were placed. The girls checked to see if it looked natural. Ashley seemed to have been trying to communicate and point to Rebecca in order to get her attention. We were both gagged pretty well, so it was hard for her to understand.

Ashley seemed to want a mask over her gag. She probably felt more comfortable with the mask covering her mouth in case anyone were to look at her. Sense there were gonna be four of us in the car, no one would really care if someone had a mask on.

Rebecca caught on to Ashley's request, and placed a mask over her, making sure it was comfortable before they finished up. They placed some rope on our chests to keep our arms in place and then finished off by putting on our seatbelt.

Ashley and I both struggled, seeing where any slack was and if was comfortable. The black rope matched the car interior and seats, so it looked pretty natural. The car was also a bit elevated so people would be able to look down into the windows. I think thats why Ashley wasn't panicking and seemed okay with the current situation.

Of course, Ashley and I thought we would be tied up in the car and go around the neighborhood. Something short and easy, but our captors wanted to really enjoy this experience.

Rebecca drove us around and eventually she left the neighborhood. Ashley and I looked at each other and started to protest through our gags. Of course, we were muffled pretty well, and our captors couldn't understand our complaints, nor would they acknowledge them.

Ashley clearly struggled but wasn't strong enough to budge in her bindings. She then began picking our her legs to see if she could free her arms and be able to move them around. I was so fixated on her escape attempt that I stopped struggling myself to watch.

Ashley was still a novice when it came to bondage. She had done very little when we introduced it to her and this was the first time (at least that I know of) that she had done anything like this to begin with.

I knew that Rebecca and Nicole wouldn't make it easy to escape. I struggled anyone, I had never been in this situation and wanted to see if there was an opening. I knew that my main target was my wrists, but those also get the most security.

Me and Ashley still struggled and moaned through our gags, trying to break free and complain about our situation, but our gags and bindings seemed to tighter than ever. Rebecca was laughing at our peril and Nicole was watching us groan and beg through our gags to go home.

The stupid seatbelt did the thing were they lock in place. Ashley had been further restrained by that and she seemed to have calmed down. She wasn't mad, just annoyed at our captors. Once it settled down, I began to see where we had been going.

Rebecca seemed to be looking for a fast-food place to get all of us lunch. Nicole leaned back and put a mask over my mouth, seemed she wanted me to look natural as well. We were told to shut up and sit still, look and act natural.

Nicole instructed us to use our fingers to indicate what we wanted from the menu. Ashley and I complied but glared at our captors. Ashley sat behind the front passenger seat and I sat behind Rebecca who was driving. I look at my feet and Ashley looked out her window to avoid looking suspicious.

We somehow managed to go through the drive-thru without being detected. Rebecca and Nicole seemed on edge from that. Funny, considering they weren't the ones bound and gagged.

The smell of food made me hungry, but my gag wasn't going to allow me much access. It was torture sitting bound and gagged, unable to do anything while Nicole and Rebecca had full movement and freedom.

I didn't often have my hands tied in front of me. I didn't really like it because it felt like I had lost that sense of helplessness. I was still tightly bound, but being able to see my hands and pick at my bindings, made me feel less secure.

I like being a captive, and as much as a struggle and try and escape, deep down I don't really want to, I just do it for the act of it. Ashley seemed to be an opposite. She acting just like Nicole these days, trying to break free and escape with brute force. Though Ashley wasn't nearly as strong as Nicole, and still hadn't made much progress.

 We eventually pulled into our garage and the doors to the backseat opened up. Ashley was unbuckled and was princess carried away by Rebecca, while I was thrown over the shoulder by my lovely girlfriend.

I tried mumbling "how romantic" through my gag, and somehow Nicole knew just what I was saying. When we got inside the house, Ashley and I were tossed in the living room and the girls began untying us.

Nicole joked that it would be much easier taking me home like that than tossing me in the trunk, though it wouldn't be nearly as fun. I was practically a walking bondage toy to these girls, so I had no real opinion on that matter...