Karen sighed as she returned to her apartment.  Another bombed interview.  She tried not to look around the lavish apartment as she made her way straight to the fridge.  The extravagant apartment and the designer furniture decorating it only served as a reminder that she wasn’t earning her keep.

Lucy, her roommate, swore it was no big deal.  The girls had been roommates in college since their freshman year, and were best friends.  After they graduated, they couldn’t imagine not living apart, so they’d gotten this huge apartment on the Upper East Side.  Lucy came from money, a nearly bottomless trust fund easily paying for the apartment, and she’d just told Karen that she could chip in whenever and whatever she was able to.

Lucy of course hadn’t said anything as Karen failed time and time again after graduation to land or maintain a real, paying job, but Karen’s guilt was weighing on her.  She opened the fridge, consciously ignoring the fact that Lucy was the one paying for all the groceries, and grabbed a yogurt.

She stood up, freezing as she saw a woman in a purple catsuit with short black hair smiling at her on the other side of the refrigerator door.

“Well hello there,” the woman said as the door slowly swung shut.  Karen could see the cat suit was skin tight, hugging the woman’s curves, highlighting her very large breasts.

Karen dropped her yogurt, the seal breaking and the strawberry banana yogurt splattering across the floor.

The woman was holding a small brown bottle and a thick white cloth.  She poured the bottle into the cloth, her grin growing wider.  “Now be a good girl and make this easy on me.”

Karen had no intentions of doing that.  She’d seen enough TV to know that what was in that bottle was chloroform.  She turned, intending to flee, but she slipped in the yogurt.  Her arms pin wheeled as she struggled to maintain her balance as her feet slid out from under her.  She had the surreal thought that she must look very comical at that moment.

Karen started to topple backwards, unable to resist gravity, falling right into the woman’s arms.  The woman caught her under the arms, holding her as she clamped the wet pad over Karen’s mouth and nose.  “Oh, you clumsy thing, you could hurt yourself.  You look tired, why don’t you take a little nap.”

Karen looked up at her, making soft noises into the pad clamped over her mouth.  Part of her knew she should be fighting, struggling to get out of this woman’s grip, but she’d probably already inhaled some of the soporific fumes, because she was tired.  Very tired.  A nap sounded like a very good idea at that moment.

“That’s right,” the woman said gently.  “Just take a deep breath, and off to sleep you go.”

Karen did just that, her eyes fluttering as she inhaled the chloroform.  

“Just breathe.”

The kidnapper held the cloth over Karen’s mouth a little longer, making sure her captive was truly under, before dragging the unconscious girl out of the kitchen and into Lucy’s bedroom.  Karen’s room was neater, the girl cleaning every inch of the apartment except her roommate’s bedroom in an attempt to earn her keep, but Lucy’s room was far nicer.  The kidnapper grunted as she heaved Karen’s limp body onto the unmade king-size bed, Karen sprawling across the silk sheets.

“These just won’t do,” she remarked, eyeing Karen’s interview clothes, a sharp black pantsuit.  She peeled off Karen’s yogurt covered socks, tossing them over her shoulder.

The pants were next, exposing Karen’s plain white panties as she pulled her pants down her legs.  “You’d have much better luck finding a job if you showed off these legs in a skirt,” she told the sleeping girl.

The pants landed on the floor, and the kidnapper climbed up onto the bed, straddling her captive, only the thin material of her catsuit separating the two women’s thighs.  She opened her jacket, revealing the girl’s large breasts pressing against her tight white button down shirt.  “You’d definitely find a job if you’d let the girls out honey.”  She started unbuttoning the buttons, the shirt opening slowly to expose Karen’s cleavage, her black bra, and her flat stomach.  

“Oh, you’re not even matching,” she said, disappointed, as she spread open Karen’s shirt, fully revealing her bra.  Karen did have a nice rack, the woman thought, groping them through the bra.  Not as big as her own, but it was definitely criminal hiding them away.  

“I’m going to have a lot of fun with you,” she said, working the unconscious girl out of her shirt and jacket.  “Don’t sleep too long, I want to play with you a bit before your roommate gets home.”



The woman smiled as her captive started to stir from her forced slumber.  She’d finished stripping her captive naked, and then played dress up with the unconscious girl, trying her roommate’s lingerie on her.  Karen was now wearing a matching set of Lucy’s pink lacy bra and panties.  The bra was too small, the busty girl’s breasts spilling out of the confining garment, the tops of her areolas peeking out above the lacy cups.

The strain her bosom put on the bra was enhanced by the tight rope chest harness the kidnapper had fashioned on the girl, and further augmented by having her arms tied behind her back, her elbows tied together and anchored to the chest harness.  A tight rope around her waist was connected to her bound wrists, and more ropes bound her legs around her thighs, calves, and ankles.

“Did you have a nice nap?” the woman asked her captive as the girl squirmed in her bonds.  Karen’s eyes blinked open, seeing the woman in the purple catsuit who had drugged her sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at her.

“Mmmpphh,” Karen replied.  The woman had stuffed the panties Karen had been wearing in her mouth, held firmly in place by her own bra tied tightly around her head, one of the cups clamped over her mouth and chin, muffling her further.

“I took the liberty of changing you while you were out.  Your roommate has much nicer underwear, even if it is a bit on the small side,” the woman said, caressing Karen’s breast as she did so.

Karen squirmed in her bonds, trying to kick her bound legs at her captor, grunting muffled profanities through her gag.

The woman easily blocked the kick, giving the girl a stern look.  “So cranky.  Do you need a longer nap?  I can put you back to sleep if you’re going to have that kind of attitude.”

Karen’s eyes widened at the threat of being chloroformed again, and she shook her head.

“Good girl.  Now you’re probably wondering who I am, and why I’m here.”

Karen was admittedly curious, and she sat silently in her bonds, nodding slightly.

“My name is Laura Mischief, and I’m here to kidnap your roommate,” the kidnapper said, giving a dramatic bow.

Karen fumed into her gag, going into a fit of struggling.  

“Oh, did you think you were the only one who could prosper from your roommate’s fortune?” Laura asked, grabbing her squirming captive and rolling her over on the bed onto her stomach.  She traced the edge of Lucy’s lacy pink panties pulled taut over Karen’s firm butt.  Karen tried to roll back over, but Laura easily held her in place.

“I’m sure her parents will pay a fortune for her ransom.  And I’m going to steal some of her finer things.  But don’t worry; I’ll leave you some of her lingerie.  You’ll need the help getting a job, because after Lucy’s ransom is paid, your free ride is over.”

Karen whined and protested into her gag, unable to do anything but wiggle uselessly as Laura toyed with her.  She tried to tell herself she was just upset about Lucy getting kidnapped, and not the stuff about her meal ticket going away, but that troubled her a little too, and then she felt guilty about that.

Of course, none of that was as bad as how helpless she felt.  Lucy would be home soon, and Karen knew exactly what was in store for her, but she could do nothing to help her best friend.  

“Speaking of, Lucy should be back any minute now,” Laura said, giving Karen’s ass a playful spank as she got off the bed.  “How about a little more chloroform so you don’t try anything while I’m getting Lucy wrapped up?”

Karen shook her head, pleading into her gag as Laura pulled out the small brown bottle again.  She grabbed a blue pair of Lucy’s panties and poured the drug onto the silky garment before balling it up and clamping it over Karen’s nose.

“That’s right, deep breaths,” Laura instructed as Karen shook her head trying to dislodge the sleep inducing panties.  Try as she might, she couldn’t shake Laura’s grip, and soon she was forced to inhale, a wave of dizziness immediately assaulting her senses.  

“Good girl,” the kidnapper smiled as Karen’s eyes fluttered sleepily.  She pulled the chloroform soaked panties away from Karen’s nose before the girl completely passed out, leaving her weak and loopy.  “Now stay right here.”  Laura left and shut the bedroom door behind her.

Karen mewed weakly into her gag, staring at the bedroom door, too weak to move.  A few minutes later, she heard the open door open.  Was it Laura leaving?  Lucy coming home?

“Mmm mmmph,” she moaned, not even sure what she was trying to say through her gag.

She recognized the sound of Lucy moving around the apartment.  “Karen, are you home?” Lucy called out.

Karen tried to respond, mustering the strength to try and make as much noise through her gag as possible, squirming about on her roommate’s bed.

“Guess not,” Lucy said to herself, not hearing her Karen’s muffled cries.  Then she noticed a purple pair of panties on the floor by her bedroom.  “What’s that doing there?”  

She picked up the panties, and saw one of her bras hanging from her doorknob.  “What is going on?” she wondered out loud.  From behind her door, she heard muffled sounds.

Cautiously, she opened the door, her jaw dropping when she saw Karen, bound and gagged on her bed on a pile of her lingerie.  

“Karen, what are you doing?”

“MMMMPH!” Karen screamed in response.

“I thought you were out trying to find a job, and I come home to find you playing with my undies,” Lucy said, completely misreading the situation.  

Karen shook her head vehemently.  Her eyes went wide as she saw Laura creep into the room behind Lucy.  “Mhmm ooo!” she tried to warn her friend.

“Is that my bra?” Lucy asked, noticing Karen’s breast spilling out the top of the garment.  “That’s one of my favorites, you better not stretch it all out.”

Karen made another desperate attempt to warn Lucy about the kidnapper sneaking up on her, chloroform in hand.  How could she be so dense?

Lucy squawked in surprise as Laura threw her arms around her, pinning her arms down and pressing the chloroform soaked panties over her face.

“You have bigger problems to worry about, my dear,” Laura whispered in her ear.

Karen was forced to watch as her best friend was drugged in front of her, helpless to do anything to save her.  She rubbed her face against the sheets, trying to dislodge the gag.

“That’s it, go to sleep,” Laura told her newest captive as the girl’s struggles became weaker.

Karen managed to work the bra from her mouth, ejecting her sodden panties from her mouth.  “Help!  Somebody helmmpph—”

Laura Mischief dropped Lucy across the bed, her limp body slump across Karen’s bound and struggling form.  She groaned weakly, not quite asleep yet, as Laura clamped the chloroform panties over Karen’s mouth, stifling her cries for help.

“I guess you really do want that nap,” Laura said, watching as Karen’s eyes rolled as she fought the fumes.  “You can both share a nice long nap together while I get you ready.”  

Laura pulled the bra cup back up over Karen’s mouth, using it to hold the chloroform soaked panties in place.  This time Karen was far too weak to try and dislodge it, and she could only mumble weakly as Laura moved Lucy up so they were face to face.  Laura picked up Karen’s damp panties she’d just spit out, soaking them in chloroform as well before she clamped them over Lucy mouth.

The roommates stared into each other’s eyes, moaning softly as they were each forced to inhale the sleep inducing fumes from each other’s panties.  “Breathe it in girls.  Nighty night.”  

Lucy and Karen’s eyes both fluttered as they simultaneously feel into a deep, drug induced sleep.



“Good news, your daddy has come through with the ransom.”

Lucy and Karen smiled for the first time in the three days behind their thick gags.  They’d woken up in Laura’s safe house after behind put to sleep, and kept in near constant bondage, usually being chloroformed back to sleep or at least kept groggy when Laura changed their bonds.

“One last trip to dreamland for you,” Laura said, pulling out her ever present bottle of chloroform and a white rag.  Lucy didn’t try to fight it this time, hoping this time when she woke up she’d be out of her abductor’s clutches and safe at home.  She breathed in the familiar fumes, quickly slumping forward in the chair she was currently tightly bound too.

Karen watched from her own chair, shifting slightly in her bonds and chewing on the sponge taped in her mouth, waiting her turn.

Laura expertly untied Lucy, lowering her half naked body to the floor.  Lucy was still dressed in the yellow bra and panties she had been abducted in.  Karen was likewise still wearing Lucy’s pink lingerie, though the bra had been pulled down, baring her breasts, for the past two days, and Laura had made no effort to cover the captive girl back up.

Lucy’s arms were quickly rebound behind her, and her ankles and thighs lashed together.  Laura folded the unconscious girl and tied her into a tight ball tie, finishing off her bondage with a blindfold tied tightly over her eyes.  

Lucy fit easily into a waiting rolling suitcase.  “There we go, all packed up and ready to go back to daddy,” Laura said, zipping the suitcase up.

Karen noted the lack of a second suitcase, and began to mmmph into her gag.

“Oh, dear me.  The ransom was just for Lucy here,” Laura said, seeing Karen’s obvious distress.  “While it’s been a whole lot of fun kidnapping you, I don’t want money for you.”

Karen knew that her own parents would never be able to afford the kind of ransom Lucy’s parents had paid for her, but she’d just assumed they were a package deal at this point, and she would be released with Lucy.  She shook her head, protesting into her gag, struggling against her bonds.

“No, I have something much more special planned for you, Karen.  We’re going to a take a little trip to Paris, a trip Lucy’s parents have so generously paid for, for a family reunion of sorts.”

“Hmmm?” Karen asked.  A family reunion?

“I bet you never even knew you had an aunt,” Laura said, clapping her hands together.  “Oh, this will be so exciting.  Your mother has an old sister, who you were named after, sort of.  Her name’s Karina Kloro, and she’s just going to love that I have her little niece.”

Karen screamed into her gag, straining against the tight ropes as she realized her captivity was far from over and she was about to be dragged into Laura’s twisted competition with her aunt she had never even known about until that moment.

“I know, it’s very exciting, but this will help you calm down,” Laura said, clamping the chloroform pad over Karen’s nose.  “You get some sleep while I take Lucy back to her parents and get everything set up for our trip.  Rest up, you’ve got a busy few days ahead of you.”

Karen gradually succumbed to the fumes, whimpering softly as she was put to sleep.

“We’re going to have so much fun together,” Laura whispered to her sleeping captive.