Maya did her best to quell her eagerness as she moved to open the door, greeting one of her closest friends at the entrance to her dorm room. "Jack! Thanks for coming over on such short notice!" She gave the young man a quick but tight hug, before beckoning him inside.

"Of course! Is everything alright?" Jack remarked with a touch of concern, "You seem a little stressed." Maya sat down on her soft blue couch with Jack, her mind racing to formulate some way to explain everything to him. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm just thinking, sorry." Her friend sat quietly for a moment, giving her a moment, before noticing her attire. After a long pause, Jack casually asked her, "So… are you going out somewhere?", causing Maya to turn her attention towards her outfit. At the moment, she wore a tight black sweater, which she had tucked into a deep red corduroy skirt that came down to her mid-thighs. Adorning her legs were a pair of semi-opaque black tights, complemented by a pair of black suede over-the-knee boots.

"Uhh no, actually," Maya admitted that it wasn't the most fitting look for a casual day of staying home, "But does a girl need an excuse to look nice?" She playfully asked, figuring it would serve as a good enough answer.

"Fair enough," Jack decided not to push the question, "So what's up?" Maya crossed one leg over the other, clasping her hands together calmly in her lap, "I need a favor, and you're the only person I trust enough to help me." He felt both comforted and intrigued by her words, tracing his finger along the seam of his jeans as he listened to her.

"I'm trying to move out of these dorms and into an apartment by next semester, but my budget definitely doesn't cover the cost of that." Jack raised an eyebrow as she explained her situation, still curious why she needed him there.

"So are we going to rob a bank or what?" He chuckled with a growing sense of intrigue, before Maya responded casually, "Actually, kinda." Jack now had both eyebrows raised, convinced he must have misheard his friend's answer.

"Maya, did you drink enough water today?" He teased, watching her roll her eyes before elaborating, "Yes, I did, and I'm not crazy. Just let me explain." Jack leaned back in his seat and gestured for her to continue,

"Now, like I said, I need money for next semester, and that's certainly not coming from any day job on campus," the young woman began, "But it could come from the bank."

"Are you taking out a loan?" Jack wondered, imagining what else her plan might be.

"Not exactly…," Maya admitted, "We're going to stage a robbery." She giggled at Jack's immediate expression of bewilderment, watching him try to formulate a response, "WE? Are we going to do WHAT?" He blurted out after a moment, causing Maya to stifle a laugh.

"You heard me, we make it look like my dorm got robbed." She nonchalantly explained, "You can take my stuff, rustle up my room a bit, and my insurance will cover the supposed losses." Jack took a second to think, baffled that he could see a hint of sense to her idea. "I hate that there's a tiny bit of validity to that plan, but is it really worth it just to move out of the dorms?"

"Jack, if I have to share a bathroom with an entire floor for one more semester, I'm going to die. You've got to help me, please." He couldn't argue with her point, hanging his head and chuckling at her insistence. "Alright fine, fine. What can I do to help." He barely finished his answer before he was nearly knocked off his feet by a speedy hug from Maya, "Thank you so much! Let's start with packing some things for you to take." Once she recoiled from the hug, the young woman quickly began racing around her room, selecting items for Jack to "quote unquote" steal. After several minutes of deliberation and organizing, the two college students had a trash bag full of various items, as well as a room that looked convincingly disheveled.

"Well, I gotta say, this looks pretty good!" Jack admitted, pleasantly surprised with the execution of her plan, "But what now? Do you really think doing this will work?" Even with his positive reaction, Maya could tell that he wasn't entirely convinced.

"Well, first, we have to do a few things…" She began to explain, slight anticipation building in both of them, "We need to get you out of here through the fire escape, we need to make sure that you don't leave any sign of being here, and you're going to tie me up." Maya saw a spark of bewildered curiosity in Jack's eyes after listing her last point; she watched him contemplate for a moment before he finally responded.

"You want me to tie you up? Why?" He questioned, surprised but not opposed. "Because some burglar isn't going to just have me sit there and hope I don't interfere; he would make sure I stay out of the way." Maya left the room as she explained, "So you are going to tie me up, and you are going to make it look convincing, this has to work." Jack opened his mouth to respond, before closing it for a moment and sighing with a slight chuckle, then finally responding, "What are we going to use?" From the other room, Maya hid her smile as best as she could, gathering the materials they would need. All Jack heard after a minute was the clicking of the heels of her boots as she finally entered the room again, dumping a pile of coiled white rope at her feet.

"Well, you certainly prepared for this." Jack teased, seeing a slight blush from Maya as she dragged a wooden chair from her desk into the middle of the room. "Do you know what you're doing?" She asked, ignoring his comment as she took a seat. "Well, I can't say I have experience tying anyone up, but I know some knots." The young woman nodded in satisfaction, "I trust you, though I may make a few suggestions." She teased, before draping her arms over the back of the chair, putting her wrists together and interlocking her fingers calmly. Without much hesitation, Jack picked up a coil of the rope and slipped a loop around her slender wrists. Maya felt him wrap the rope several times before tightly cinching a knot, feeling the bite of the cotton beneath the sleeves of her sweater.

"How does that feel?" Jack checked in with her, inspecting his handiwork closely. "It feels tight, but good." She confirmed simply, watching him unravel a second rope. "Okay, let me know if that ever changes." The young man assured her, "Now, where do you want me to tie next?" Maya thought for a moment, "Tie my elbows together just like my wrists." She saw Jack nod and immediately get to work, the rope already pulling her elbows together behind her back. As she felt him stop to tie the knot, she instinctively protested, "You can make it tighter than that; remember it has to look realistic." Jack once again raised his eyebrows, surprised by her request, "Yes ma'am." He jokingly responded and tightened the loop around her elbows. Maya exhaled sharply as her elbows were drawn together until they nearly touched, then feeling the bonds securely wrapped and cinched. She crossed one leg over the other as Jack took the initiative with the next rope and began tying it around her waist, holding her to the chair and pinning her wrists against her back.

"Nice choice," Maya complimented, "Use the next one for my upper body." Her suggestion earned a nervous blush from Jack as he took a long rope and carefully wrapped it around her just under her chest, winding it under her shoulders and then just above her chest. She pleasantly noticed her shoulders being pulled back, leaving her chest accentuated and framed tightly in white rope against her black top. "How does it look?" Maya asked her friend, curious towards his reaction. "Convincing, I'd say." Jack attempted to leave his answer as neutral as he could but could tell that she caught his glances. He gave her a chance to test her bonds, watching her struggle and strain against the unmoving ropes.

"You can tie my legs next." She encouraged, uncrossing her legs and putting her ankles together in front of her. Jack quickly caught on and began binding her feet, catching her smile as her black boots became firmly encircled in white. After cinching the knot, he picked up another coil, looking at her upper legs in contemplation.

"May I?" Jack asked in consideration, checking her comfort. Maya watched as he gestured to her thighs, smiling at his question, "Of course." After the girl's answer, he slowly began looping rope around her thighs, in between the hem of her skirt and the tops of her boots. Jack felt his fingers gently brush her silken legs as he took the rope between her thighs, cinching it as tightly as he could. With only three ropes left, he repeated that tying process at her legs just below her knees. Jack noticed her silent observation and, taking charge of the last bindings, he wrapped the longer rope around her lap and the bottom of the chair. Maya felt even more pinned into her seat, rope now pressing into her skirt and holding tightly. With one last creative idea, Jack connected one end of the last rope to her bound ankles, pulling them back until the toes of her boots barely still touched the ground, and tying the other end to the bottom of the chair. Jack stood back and looked her bound form up and down, "So how did I do?" Maya briefly wriggled and fought in her bonds, unable to even kick her legs out, then giggling she encouraged him, "You did great! This looks amazing, and I'm definitely not getting out on my own." Jack met her smile, admitting that she did look amazing. "Now you just need to gag me and get going." At this point, he didn't even bother to question her instructions, "What should I use?" He simply asked.

"There are some scarves on my dresser, just a couple should be good." As Maya watched him leave the room momentarily, taking her short moment alone to hopelessly strain with all her strength against the ropes that bound her. She briefly panted as her friend returned with two red scarves, 'At least it will match my skirt,' she thought to herself pleasantly. "One last thing," Maya requested, "Take a couple of pictures before you leave, maybe if nothing else we can get some ransom money." Jack chuckled at her joke, "Of course, I'm sure you'd fetch a high price." He watched his friend laugh, throwing her hair back before finally instructing, "Okay Jack, shut me up!" Neither of them could help but laugh at the circumstances they found themselves in, leaving Maya to keep her lips parted expectantly as she met Jack's gaze deeply. The first scarf was balled up and gently packed into her mouth, with the second being taken between her teeth and tied firmly behind her head, tucked under the waves of her raven locks. After she was gagged, Jack took a step back and observed her behavior, insuring that everything was safe and secure, “Does that feel okay?” Maya tested the gag, nodding in response, “Mphhh, itph grpph!” Satisfied with Jack’s work, she relaxed in her seat and watched him retrieve the bag of items, preparing to leave her.

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay like this? Your dorm mate is coming back soon right?” Maya nodded to both questions, confidently giggling into her gag. Jack met her laugh for a moment, taking another look up and down her helpless beauty. “Call me later tonight.” He told her, before carefully slipping out the window with her belongings, leaving Maya with nothing but herself and the ropes. She held still just for a moment, quietly straining against the ropes that rendered her helpless. Her immobilized form pulled and tugged at every binding that held her, each one giving no slack.

‘He really did a thorough job, better than I even imagined!’ Maya playfully thought to herself, softly moaning into her gag as the ropes tightened against her body. ‘There’s no way this plan works,’ she admitted to herself with a grin from beneath her gag, ‘But then again the money was more of a bonus.’ With that thought, she let herself slip into her imagination, struggling against her bondage as her mind raced, flooding with stimulation. Maya just hoped that Jack would be willing to do this again, but she would have to come clean about her motive sooner or later. Judging by his eyes, she was fairly confident he would be willing to help her again. Looking down at herself, her outfit, the ropes, she couldn’t help but admire the look, ‘I’ll have to get those pictures from him one day.’ The young woman joked, perfectly satisfied with her day as she continued to struggle to no avail. Her dorm mate would be back soon, ‘But not too soon.’ She hoped.