The continuing collaboration between @Crab-Hermit and @glynco05.

It had been several minutes since Eric bounded up the stairs into his backyard, leaving Tina in a bondage-enforced kneeling position in his basement. Tina thought she heard a car start up and drive away. Eric had mentioned running errands. Tina caught a glimpse of her reflection off some aluminum tubing stacked up against the wall. Admittedly, she was a little disheveled, but come on! She was tied up in her third or fourth sexiest lingerie and her more-than-averagely hot neighbor/kidnapper/whatever practically sprinted out the door to run errands? Tina was definitely still cute. Wasn’t she? Tina’s eyes frowned because her mouth was too effectively gagged to express her dissatisfaction. This was shaping up to be a sucky Valentine’s Day.



Tina took stock of her situation. A few exploratory tugs and pulls confirmed that her hands and arms were securely tied behind her, with her hands totally immobilized thanks to Eric securing them to the crotch strap. Tina’s feet were held tightly against the back of her thighs with leather straps. Tina was admiring the amazing pair of heels she’d “borrowed” from the store for her date night that went bust. “Sorry you have to go back, sweet shoes…” Tina thought as she pouted internally. And then Tina was filled with dread upon realizing that if she failed to escape this kidnapping, or whatever the hell it was, she might not be able to return the shoes within the overly restrictive store’s return policy window. “This is getting serious,” Tina thought, “I need to get out of here.”



Tina knew she couldn’t stand but tried a few times anyway. Walking out of here was out of the question. Tina shuffled around the dusty basement on her knees looking for anything she might be able to use to get herself loose. Eric’s basement was uncannily spotless. No tools. No junk. Nothing useful at all. Fortunately, Tina happened to shuffle to just the right spot for a thin sliver of light to catch her eye. Tina blinked away the spots in her vision and squinted up to notice that in his haste, Eric left the door from the basement to the backyard cracked open just a bit. Tina saw her opening, and she was going to go for it.





After much effort, a now fatigued Tina was back in the shared driveway between her and Eric’s house. Actually, it was Rob’s house. Tina had been living at Rob’s for a few months. With all of the bondage going on, she hadn’t had time to consider her options for a place to live. First things first. Tina needed to make it inside, get untied, pack up her essentials, and drive herself somewhere…wait a minute. Tina’s car wasn’t there anymore. But to Tina’s extreme happiness, Rob’s car was! And Tina was sprinting, more or less, on her frogtied legs across the yard she’d only recently hobbled across from the other direction in chains.



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Tina scrambled up the three steps to the back porch. She could hear movement inside. Sure, Rob just dumped her, but he’d help her get untied, to send her on her way, if nothing else. Tina tried to call out to Rob, but the gag was still proving itself worthy of the 5-star reviews it received. Left with no other options, Tina “knocked” on the back door with her forehead. A moment later, Rob partially opened the door and stared down at Tina with an initial look of shock that quickly shifted to something akin to “irritated.”



“Damn it Tina, what the hell is this?” Rob’s arms were waving around emphatically. Rob was such a drama queen.



“Mmmphfff, mmmmphhhfff, mfph.” Tina explained. Rob didn’t get it.



“Huh?” Rob astutely asked. Tina tried again.



“Mmmmphff, mmmmmphhhfff, mmmmmmmfffff.” She said, with extra emphasis on the “mmmmmffff.”



“Oh my gosh!” Rob popped himself on the forehead with his palm. “I’m such a dunce.” Tina nodded rapidly, but Rob didn’t notice. “You’re trying to get me back!”



Tina’s expression became the personification of a question mark.



“That makes total sense. We talked about spicing things up. You didn’t want to. We break up. So you come back like…..this…” Rob pointed his open arms down at Tina, “…so I’ll take you back!” Tina shook her head, but Rob was on a roll. “I mean, Wow! You look great, and everything, Tina.”



“Finally! Someone noticed I looked great.” Tina beamed, relieved.



“And maybe that would have made a difference before. But it’s like I said on my first message, that you didn’t answer, I’ve met someone else.”



Tina stopped listening after the words, “first message,” and began wondering how many messages Rob left her.



“And then again in my second message, which you also didn’t answer, that you needed to go because we were coming back after dinner.”



“Wait, what? WE!??” Tina thought. “Mmmphff, MPHFFF?!?”



Rob sighed, looked down at the floor, and swung the door the rest of the way open so Tina could see into the kitchen where Rob’s new girlfriend, Janet, was very well-tied to a tall-backed wooden chair. Unlike Tina, Janet was wearing what would pass for outer garments. Slutty outer garments, but outer garments all the same. The tightly cinched ropes around Janet’s arms pulled the pink tube top up, revealing her stomach, and down showing off her unrealistically fake cleavage. Her arms went around the back of the chair and seemed to be tied behind her. Janet’s tied legs were totally exposed thanks to the “barely there” leopard print mini skirt she was wearing. Rob had tied her legs together at her thighs and below the knees, but her bare feet were tied at the ankle to the chair legs. Tina also noticed with chagrin that Janet was NOT gagged.



“Oh, Rob, is this Tina?” Janet asked in as bitchy a voice as Tina had ever heard.



“Yeah Babe. Sorry. I called her, but I guess she just can’t quit me.” Rob grinned broadly. Tina had had enough.



“MMMfphhhh, mmmmphhhhff. Mpmmmmphff, mmmmphhhhfffff mmphff mmfm mfmm mmphhhh!” Rob looked bored, but Janet was strangely attentive. “Whatever,” Tina thought. “And also…” “Mmmmhphhhfff, mphhff, mmmphhhhhff. Mphhhffffff mfff mphhhhffffmmmm!”



“Oh goodness, Tina. Why didn’t you just say so?” Janet asked, concerned, a sly smile appearing n the corners of her mouth.



“Hold on Babe. You can understand her?” Rob was finally asking a good question, Tina thought.



“Sure Sweetie. All damsels can understand ‘gag talk.’”



“Oooohhhh,” Rob explained. Tina wasn’t sure if that was true, but she’d never been a damsel before, so who knows? “All right Janet, what did she say?” Another good question, Tina thought. Rob was on a hot streak.



“Well, Tina was trying to win you back, just like you thought.” Janet was making unblinking eye contact at Tina, like a murderous robot bitch sent back from the future to destroy her. “Until she saw us here, just now, happy, and together. So, all she REALLY wants is a little help getting untied...”



“Oh, thank God,” Tina thought as she “Mmmmphffed,” her agreement with Janet.



“…. but not until AFTER we bring her inside and have some hard core break up threesome sex.” Janet’s smile evaporated when she said that last part.



“Are you sure that’s what she said?” Rob asked with serious doubt in his voice. He turned to look at Janet.



“Oh, totally, Sweetie.” Janet cooed.



“Yeah, but, no. I mean, what do you think, Hon?” Tina’s eyes became like saucers at her disbelief in Rob’s question implying that he was entertaining this idea.”



“Come on Rob, you know how jealous I am. I would never, ever, ever want to share you with someone else.” Tina exhaled, not even realizing she’d been holding her breath. “Even someone as plain looking as this.” Janet nodded in Tina’s direction. Tina glared at Janet like death ray lasers. “But you DID dump the poor girl on Valentine’s Day. And we also have ALLLLL of these new toys for the trip. Why don’t we try some of them out on her…oops….WITH her.”



“Fuck that,” Tina thought. “I’ll take my chances with Erick” And she quietly started backing herself back down the steps. Fortunately for Tina, Rob needed more convincing and stepped back inside to go over the pros and cons of Janet’s proposal. Using the distraction as cover, Tina found herself hustling back across the shared backyard, in bondage, for the third time tonight, wondering if they needed to install a “Damsel Crossing” sign.





Tina had just reached the door to the steps down to Rob’s basement and was wondering how she’d make it back down without doing damage to her knees AND her borrowed shoes. Luckily for Tina, Eric was now returning, driving a white, windowless van down the driveway. As Eric turned toward his side of the shared drive, kneeling Tina was caught directly in his headlights. Eric turned off the engine and exited the van.



“I know, I know, total cliché, right!” Eric said apologetically. “But hey, they don’t give out points for being subtle!” Tina didn’t know or care what Eric was talking about. She just wanted to get untied, or short of that, get farther away from Rob and Janet before Janet convinced Rob to rope her into her toy experimentation exercises. Tina nodded her head back over towards Rob’s house and tried to explain what almost just went down.



“Mmmphhhff. Mphhfffff. Mmmmmmppphhhff. Mmmmrrmmpphhh. Mffff.” But Eric didn’t seem all that interested in Tina’s gag talk. He was, however, suddenly interested in a much more obvious development.



“Wait a minute, this was an escape attempt, wasn’t it?” Tina shrugged a little sheepishly. “You were making a break for it?” Eric chuckled, “Dang Tina, that’s awesome! I mean, totally useless right now. We haven’t even started yet. But I totally love the enthusiasm!” Tina heard the back door open over at Rob’s house. She shuffled the rest of the way over to Eric’s feet.



“Mmmphfff. Mff. Mmmphfff.” Tina insisted. Eric was still smiling.



“I guess we may as well get this party started.” Eric reached down and grabbed the straps connecting Tina’s wrists to the waist belt. He lifted them like they were the handles on a duffle bag, causing Tina to raise a few feet off the ground and rotate into a suspended prone position. “Let’s get you settled in for the trip, Tina.” With his other hand, Eric swung open the doors to the back of the van. Tina could not believe what she saw inside…