Aida removed Carmen's gag, and left it on the flor on top of her jacket. In other circumstances she would have called the cops, but in that case she'd rather not to. They would have asked many questions, and she wouldn't want to answer most of them. So, there she was. She had kidnapped someone and she didn't know what to do next. Her friends had proposed her to use her capabilites to interrogate her captive, and then they would ponder their next step. Carmen didn't say a word waiting for the foe to show her cards.

-Why?- Aida asked finally.

-Money.- Carmen lied. She had saved enough money for many years and more. She wanted to sell the panther, that was obvious, but that wasn't her first interest. The main reason was the thrill. The emotion of peril. Though she answered what she thought her interlocutor would want to hear.

-Ok..., but not only, right? I think you are doing this for fun, or you'd be carrying other kind of gadgets. A gun maybe.- Carmen cursed some of her life choices at that very moment.- What should I do now?

-Can you turn it off? The vibrator, please.- Carmen couldn't possibly know what kind of collateral effects had that kind of situations for Aida. She had been several weeks learning to control her feelings, or moderate them, at least. She used pheromones to transmit what she was feeling to others, a feature that had proved more annoying than actually useful. Therefor she had to do her best to remain as calm as possible all the time. That night she had transmitted, calmness, then fear, and pain, at last. Exceptions were the feelings related to arousal and sexual desire. The symbiont (or whatever the fuck that thing was) enhanced them, leading to uncomfortable situations depending on where she was and with whom. Touching someone else's vagina could have unwanted consequences. It was difficult for her to stop the machine once it was in movement. Carmen lifted up her ass slightly so Aida could flip the switch, which she did being careful to not touch her lips.- Thank you.- She made a short pause.- Answering to your question, you should let me go.

-I was going to let you go. You have attacked me.

-I assure you that I didn't want any violence. I think I've lost control for a moment. I sincerely apologize.

-Wait, why am I talking so much?- Thought Carmen. Unbeknown to her another of Aida's capabilities was that people around her tended to be more honest.

-You've lost control because of me.- Aida thought.

-Too late. You know me and I know you, we cannot pretend that this hasn't happened.

-You've removed my mask. You've made this personal. Why am I naked, by the way?

-I was looking for weapons.

-Ok, but why am I still naked?

-Because you're hot and I didn't want to touch you.- Aida thought. She wasn't going to say that, of course.-Shit! I shouldn't be thinking about this things!

-You don't get to decide here!- Aida left the room in a sudden. Her interrogation plan wasn't going well.

Carmen was astonished. She wasn't sure whether she should be more agresive or she should try to reach and understanding. Even more surprising was that a part of her was enjoying all that. Being bound as she was and treated not too harshly by a very attractive woman, seemed to be affecting her.

Aida and her friends discussed their options. They couldn't leave Carmen there obviously, they had to take her somwhere else. Aida lived in a block, a neighbour could see them. Amneris and Radamés lived in a two-stories house. They would take their prisoner there for hte time being.

-Ok then, you go home in your car and prepare the spare bedroom.- Aida pointed at Amneris, and then at Radamés.- You help me wrapping her in this ducktape we have..., somewhere, and take her bike.- And I will go with her in my car, ok?- They nodded.

Aida and Radamés looked for the duck tape and got in the storage room again, while Amneris gathered Carmen's clothes and gadgets and then went home. Carmen had moved the chair a few palms trying to find some scissors.

-We are going somewhere else. Please don't do anything stupid.

-Like kidnapping someone?- Carmen smiled at her own joke. Aida re-gagged her with the same ball gag.

Radamés covered Carmen's eyes with a piece of duck tape. Aida re-absorbed the pieces of her own skin she had used to bind Carmen's legs and arms. Her ankles first, waiting until he had secured them again with several layers of ducktape. Carmen wondered how had they undone her bindings so fast. She didn't know that they would dissolve anyways after a few hours. With her ankles done. Aida released the knees and Radamés tied them again.

The arms where the most tricky part so they released them one at a time. Carmen doubted that she would win in a fight against two enemies using a single arm, blindfolded and with her legs tied up so she let them go on. They secured her right arm to her torso covering it with tape from her waist to a few inches below her breasts, so her hand was a pair of inches below her navel. Then they did the same with the other arm.

They helped her stand up. As soon as she lifted her ass from the chair the vibrator slipped down and fell to the floor. Aida was distracted so she acted thoughtlessly when she held the vibrator. Before she could realize what was she doing, she accidentally smelled the scent the toy was emanating. That activated exactly the series of body functions she didn't want to activate when she was near a stranger. She quickly gave Radamés the toy. For a relatively inexplicable reason he slipped it back into Carmen and blocked the exit with several layers of duck tape. The sudden insertion along with the fact of being bound more or less gently had aroused Carmen, much more than what she would consider normal, specially when she was being kidnapped. She didn't know that Aida was also aroused by the scene which was enhancing Carmen's feelings and probably had caused Radamés' idea of re-inserting the dildo.

-Look for the security guard and distract him again. I'll take her to my car.- Aida said in a rather flustered tone. He left.- Carmen? I'm going to carry you in my arms, please don't move.

-In her arms? She's stronger than she looks.

Aida placed her right arm on Carmen's back. Pushing with her left arm on the back of her thighs she lifted her up with little effort. The she realized that her captives breasts were on plain sight a few palms below her face. She also noticed a worrying smell coming from her prisoner's crotch.

-Oh, no.- She felt a familiar pulsating sensation on her groin. The symbiont had detected her arousal and was helping her reach the peak. She did her best to not think about anything erotic and pretend she wasn't seeing a pair of young and firm breasts.

She just needed a few minutes to reach her car. Her prisoner had sneezed a few times. Fortunately she had a good blanket in the trunk. She placed Carmen on the floor between the front and back seats and wrapped her with the blanket. Getting her in the trunk was a better idea but she felt that she needed to protect her captive from the cold as much as possible for some reason. Also in the trunk surely there was something that could be used to cut the duck tape, though she wasn't sure. She activated the air conditioned which she didn't need because the symbiont protected her from the cold quite well, and headed home. Carmen was even more confused. She couldn't understand why was she so horny. More or less involuntarily she started to move her hips, rubbing her tighs and toying with her dildo. Aida smelled the body fluids Carmen was producing, thus igniting her flames even more.

By the time they arrived to the house of Aida's friends, Amneris had left the garage empty, except for Carmen's bike, in case Aida wanted to move a bound person without the risk of being spotted by all the neighborhood, which seemed like a good idea.

She took her prisoner to the guest room on the second floor and placed her on the bed. Amneris had left a bottle of water on the nightstand. Aida unbuckled the gag and let Carmen take a good sip after promising that it was just water, and buckled the gag again. She got out of the room and left Carmen alone for a moment. Her friends were in the main bedroom waiting for her.

-Ok, now what?- Asked Radamés.- We leave her alone in the bedroom, so she can free herself and kill us while we sleep?

-She is my problem, I'll watch her all night. You know I don't need to sleep a lot.- Aida proposed.

-There is more duck tape below the sink, in the kitchen. Be careful, pretty thing.- Amenris gave Aida a deep kiss. Radamés did the same soon after and they both went to bed. Aida's arousal grew even more.

In the meantime Carmen had found a suitable strategy to free herself, the nighstand's corners. Aida arrived a few moments later with a new roll of duck tape catching her in the action. Quickly she covered the damaged areas, between Carmen's wrists, with more duck tape.

As Aida had been sleeping in that house quite often, she had taken there a few spare clothes. She changed her skirt and shirt for an old t-shirt she used in the bed. She actually didn't need it but she thought that the whole situation would be even more awkward if she was naked.

-I'm cold, cover me, please.- Carmen tried to say. Aida removed the gag so she could talk clearly.

-Shit! Sorry.- Aida covered Carmen but she stayed outside the sheets. After several minutes of tense silence she decided that she had to do something to break the statu quo.- I liked you, you know? I was going to hire you more often.- Carmen nodded slightly. She didn't have a good answer.- I would let you go if I were sure that you mean no harm for us.

-If you let me go, I wont harm you or your friends in any way and you can keep the panther.- Carmen preferred not to say that out loud to have some kind of advantage in a possible future negotiation.

-Would you please let me sleep, if you are not going to say anything useful? I mean, I'm sorry if I'm being rude, but..., this is not how I had planned the evening.- Aida respected Carmen's wishes. A pair of minutes later, though, she noticed a strange movement under the sheets. Carmen was doing a waving movement with her knees. Either she was trying to break her bonds or she was grinding her thighs, probably due to the intruder in her vagina. Aida slipped a hand under the sheets and tapped around Carmen's body looking for any unexpected sharp item.- Excuse me?

-You are grinding your thighs.- Aida laughed.- I was looking for a knife but you are just horny. You are enjoying this, right? You are into bondage or something.

-What kind of fucking question is that? Stay out of my businesses.- She was indeed very horny, but she was also determined not to show any kind of weakness.

-Ok, fine! I was just trying to be nice. I've never kidnapped a thief who happens to enjoy being bound while I'm lying in the same fucking bed!- She had to admit herself, though, that part of Carmen's arousal was her fault, especially because a part of her also was enjoying the situation.

-Yes, a part of me is enjoying this.- Carmen broke the even more awkward silence.- But I prefer to do this things in private, not with my kidnappers.

-Makes sense. I guess you use to do this with your boyfriend.

-My roomie is a very close friend but I wouldn't say he's my boyf...- She interrumpted her own sentence, realizing her mistake.

-What the fuck!? Why did I just say that? What's wrong with me!? Somehing similar happened the other week. She mentioned a cologne of sorts. Is that the problem? Is she using some kind of drug to detect lies or whatever?

-Oh, you have a roomie. Maybe we should invite him to the party.- Aida commented in a humoristic tone. Carmen understood the exact opposite.

-Are you threatening my boy!? You or me, bitch. Today someone dies.

-Why is your hand still on my tummy?- Carmen didn't care about Aida's hand she was just changing the subject as a vain effort to contain her anger.

-I just find curious that you are breathing more heavily. Is because I'm touching you, perhaps?- She came closer to her captive, placing her forehead against the other's temple.- Maybe you are thinking ideas to rebuild our damaged friendship.- Aida joked, yet talking more seriously than what she was willing to admit.

-How you dare! You threaten my boy and now you want to rape me! Ok, then, I'm defenseless...- This wasn't her first non-consensual experience. She could take it. -Do your best. Tomorrow you will deal with the consequences.