Postby K.C. » Tue Jul 11, 2017 4:29 pm
Chapter 12: Captured
“On your knees!” Jenna commanded Ly, keeping her gun trained on her. “Make sure you tie her up tight,” Jenna told Kathleen.
“Yeah, I know,” Kathleen replied, slightly annoyed. “I’m the rope expert for our team.”
She holstered her gun and twisted Ly’s arms behind her back, in a reverse prayer position. Taking a length of rope, she coiled it around Ly’s wrists behind her back and cinched it off, tying the knot out of reach. She then proceeded to take a long length of rope and wrapped it around Ly, further securing her arms to her body.
“Face down on the floor,” Kathleen instructed Ly.
She then took a length of rope and frog-tied one of Ly’s ankles to her thighs and used another length of rope to do the same to her other leg. She then unclipped Ly’s utility belt and tossed it to Jenna.
“Fucking bitches,” Ly thought to herself. She started to struggle and realized how futile it would be to escape her bonds.
“Team Arkana’s been captured,” Jenna reported back to Jack.
“Great, now we just need to get their jewel and finish off the other teams,” Jack replied. “Find it and bring it back to headquarters.”
“Got it,” Jenna replied. “Kathleen, stay here and make sure she doesn’t escape. See if you can find out where they keep their jewel.”
With that, Jenna left them to search for Arkana’s jewel within their headquarters.
Back at Euratan’s headquarters, Fang awoke to find herself in yet another hogtie.
“Not again…” Fang muttered to herself. She pulled her feet back as close as she could to her hands and attempted to reach the knife in her boot. After a couple of minutes, she was able to grab the handle of the knife and remove it from her boot.
“Hmm, what’s going on here?” she heard a voice behind her say. She quickly rolled onto her side to try and conceal the knife in her hands.
“No use hiding it, give it here,” Jack said, wrenching the knife from her closed fist. “Such a naughty girl…you deserve to be spanked.” He slapped Fang’s butt with the full force of his palm, causing Fang to shriek in pain.
“What the hell?!?” Fang shouted.
“Your screams hurt my ears…I should fix that,” Jack said, grabbing a roll of duct tape and placing two strands over Fang’s lips. “That should keep you quiet. Congrats to your team finishing last this year.”
With that last insult, Jack left Fang to struggle futilely in her bonds once again with no hope of getting free.
Master Ryu, watching Team Arkana in trouble on the large screens in the Capitol, knew he had to do something to help his pupils. Using his diplomatic skills, he reached out to numerous sponsors to see if they would lend aid to his team. After making his round of the Capitol, he could only hope and wait to see if the sponsors would lend their support to Team Arkana.
After what seemed like hours into the night, Fang ceased her efforts to escape from her hogtie, lying face down on the floor in defeat. Just then, she noticed a metal ball float over to her to drop a knife in front of her.
“Thank you, Master Ryu!” she thought to herself. She quickly maneuvered herself to grab hold of the knife and began to use the blade to carefully saw away at the ropes around her wrists. Once her hands were free, she untied the ropes holding her feet together and made her exit from Team Euratan’s headquarters while Jack was asleep.
“Hopefully my teammates are okay…” Fang thought as she started to run back to her headquarters.
“Where’s the jewel?” Jenna demanded from Tamayo.
“I…I don’t know,” Tamayo replied.
“Fine, suit yourself to more tickle torture,” Jenna said as she mercilessly moved her fingers across Tamayo’s bare soles. There was nothing Tamayo could do as her feet were held in place by the tight hogtie Kathleen had placed her in.
“No..hehe..please..no..haha..more,” Tamayo begged, out of breath from all the tickling.
“This is useless,” Jenna said. “Guess we’ll try your partner instead…”
Before she left, though, she made sure to rip off some duct tape from her roll and used it to gag Tamayo.
“Nighty night!” Jenna said, shutting the sliding door to Tamayo’s bedroom and turning off the lights.
Back in the kitchen, Kathleen was trying to extract the jewel’s location from Ly, but was getting nowhere.
“I’m not ticklish,” Ly replied coolly to Kathleen’s tickle attempts.
“Still no luck?” Jenna said, entering the kitchen.
“No, she’s been stubborn to give up the location of their jewel,” Kathleen replied, kicking Ly in her side.
“Oof!” Ly replied, wincing in pain. Her arms were starting to go numb from the reverse prayer position they had been bound in and her legs were starting to hurt. She started to lose hope for herself and for the rest of her team.
“They’ll expect me to come in through the front door…” Fang thought to herself, having just reached her headquarters. “And they took their boots off too, so I won’t be able to hear them as easily,” noticing Jenna’s and Kathleen’s footwear at the entrance.
She proceeded to slip the boots off of her own feet and decided to climb up the temple to get in through one of the windows. She peered into one of the windows of the second floor and found Jenna in the control room, sitting at one of the computers.
“Can’t go in that way…” Fang muttered. So, she climbed further and went in through one of the windows of the bedroom belonging to Kenta and Jin. She then quietly tiptoed her way out and glanced into the bedroom she shared with Tamayo and Ly.
“Hmm, no one’s here either,” Fang thought. Unfortunately, she didn’t think to check to open any of the sliding doors for each of their individual rooms inside, as she would’ve found Tamayo asleep, exhausted from the earlier tickling and trying to free herself from her hogtie.
She then stealthily made her way downstairs and peered again into the control room, where she found Jenna still busy at their computers. She no longer had a stun gun (as Jack had confiscated it from her), so she was going to have to be creative.
“Grr…where do they keep their jewel?” Jenna wondered aloud, unaware of Fang sneaking up behind her.
With a swift strike to the head, Fang was able to knock Jenna out cold. She pulled Jenna’s hands behind the chair and tied them crossing each other. She then proceeded to tie her feet together and pulled them under the chair to connect them to her wrists. Lastly, she took the roll of duct tape from Jenna’s belt and ripped off some strips to gag her. She made sure to take Jenna’s stun gun as well before heading downstairs.
“One down, one to go,” Fang said to herself, walking as quietly as she could across the dojo floor towards the kitchen. “Where are you, Kathleen?”
Kathleen, who had grown bored of watching over Ly, had gone outside for some fresh air. It was only when she received an alert from Jack on her watch had she snapped out of her reverie.
“Kathleen, Fang’s escaped. You and Jenna need to make sure she doesn’t get back and free her teammates, understand? Also, I can’t seem to get ahold of Jenna, can you go check on her?”
“Got it, Kathleen out,” she replied. It was then that she noticed a pair of boots that wasn’t there when she had removed her own boots earlier. “Dammit!” she cursed to herself, heading back inside.
Meanwhile, Fang had made her way to the kitchen and found Ly wriggling to get comfortable in her ropes. She also saw that Ly had been cleave gagged with a large cloth.
“Mmph!” Ly cried, happy to see her teammate again.
Fang quickly untied the knot to the cleave gag and taking her knife, started to cut through the coils of rope holding Ly's ankles to her thighs.
“Fang, look out!” Ly shouted, noticing Kathleen take aim with her stun gun. Fang, having managed to cut through the last strands of nylon holding Ly’s feet in place, reacted to her teammate’s warning and quickly tumbled herself away from Kathleen’s blast. She then took her own stun gun and attempted to shoot at Kathleen, but missed badly.
Ly, relieved her feet were no longer held in place to her thighs, lowered her legs to the floor and rolled herself to safety. Her legs were still weak and she was still no use to her teammate with her wrists and arms bound.
Fang attempted to charge Kathleen with a tackle, but was met with a swift kick to the face. Fang tried to counter with a punch but Kathleen had grabbed her arm and threw her hard to the floor.
“You’re not the only one who knows martial arts,” Kathleen taunted.
Fang, seething with anger and desperate with frustration, tried a roundhouse kick, but Kathleen ducked underneath and grabbed ahold of her leg. She then swept her leg to trip Fang to the ground and grabbing her other leg, locked her into a sharpshooter hold.
“Submit!” Kathleen yelled, putting her weight into the submission hold.
“Never!” Fang cried, fighting hard to push up and twist her way out of it. Ly could see the look of anguish in her face from her efforts.
“Ahhh, submit!” Kathleen yelled out, leaning as far back as she could go and bending Fang’s back into excruciating pain.
Fang, still sore from the bondage Jack put her in earlier, could no longer resist as she tapped the floor with her hand. “Okay, okay! I submit!”
“Phew, I thought you’d never give up,” Kathleen sighed, releasing the sharpshooter hold. She turned to remove Fang’s utility belt and unclipped it from her waist. She made sure to place it on top of the table.
Ly could only watch in disappointment as she watched Fang prepare to be tied up by Kathleen. Fang, however, appeared to have one last trick up her sleeve. She winked at her teammate and quickly pointed towards Ly’s feet.
“I assume you want me to put my hands behind my back,” Fang said. She lifted herself into a kneeling position, making sure to turn her back towards Ly. She then crossed her wrists behind her for Kathleen to tie.
“Such a willing prisoner,” Kathleen said in amusement. She already had a length of rope in her hand and began to coil it around Fang’s wrists, making sure to cinch it tight before tying the knot out of reach.
Ly, taking notice from her partner, started to test her legs. She bent her knees and tried to regain strength in them.
“Lie down on your stomach,” Kathleen told Fang, as she moved to tie her feet. Fang tipped herself over and positioned herself again so that Kathleen’s back would be turned towards Ly. Kathleen proceeded to cross Fang’s ankles together, wrapping the rope multiple times around and then cinched the rope off before securing the knot.
“Now, bend your feet back, I’m gonna hogtie you,” Kathleen instructed, starting to tie a short length of rope to Fang’s ankle bindings. Fang turned her head and could see Ly attempting to roll herself up off the ground. She needed to buy more time for her teammate.
“Bend them,” Kathleen said again, pulling on the rope to tug Fang’s ankles. However, Fang held her legs as stiff as she could and rolled off of her stomach onto her side. Even in defeat, she was still defiant to the end.
“Have it your way then,” Kathleen sneered, putting a knee on her back and punching Fang in the side. Fang huffed in pain and bent her legs in reaction.
“Gotcha now,” Kathleen said, pulling Fang’s feet back towards her hands. Fang could feel the tension in the rope as she tried to pull her feet away, but the rope was already being wrapped around her wrist bindings.
“Do it now, Ly!” Fang exclaimed, just as Kathleen finished tightening the knot to connect her hands and feet together in a hogtie. Ly raised her leg up high and brought her heel down as hard as she could to the back of Kathleen’s head to knock her out.
“You couldn’t have done that sooner?” Fang asked, looking up at Ly. “Like before she hogtied me?” She tugged on the hogtie rope with her feet just to get the point across.
“Sorry, I was still wobbly,” Ly replied. “You okay, though? That sharpshooter hold must’ve hurt.”
“Yeah, it hurt a lot, doesn’t help either that she put me in a hogtie. My back’s killing me,” Fang said, wincing with pain.
“Well, I can’t feel my hands,” Ly countered. “How do we get ourselves free?”
“My knife’s over there,” Fang said. “I dropped it when I dodged the stun blast earlier. Luckily, your legs are still free for you to fetch it.”
Ly then went over to the knife and used her feet to kick it over to Fang.
“This would’ve been a lot easier if you had knocked her out just a couple of seconds earlier,” Fang commented, as she wriggled herself to grab hold of the knife on the floor. Slowly, but surely, she was able to cut the connecting rope that held her wrists and ankles together. No longer in a hogtie, she sat herself up and then worked the knife to saw away at the coils of rope around her feet. Eventually the ropes came loose as she pulled her feet away from them.
Just then, Ly and Fang noticed Kathleen beginning to stir.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got it,” Ly replied, winding up another kick to knockout Kathleen again.
“Good, I was afraid we would’ve had to take on her with our hands tied behind our backs,” Fang replied. After a couple more minutes of effort, she was able to cut her hands free from the ropes. “Yes! Now, let’s get you out of those ropes,” Fang said, turning to Ly.
“Thank you,” Ly exclaimed, once Fang cut the ropes from her body and freed her wrists from the cruel reverse-prayer position.
“What do we do with her?” Fang asked.
“Leave her to me,” Ly replied, grabbing the ropes on the floor. She returned the favor by tying Kathleen’s hands in the same reverse-prayer position she had been tied in. She followed up by tying more ropes around her body to further secure them. She then moved to frog-tie each of Kathleen’s legs together and finished her off by tying the front of the body ropes to the ropes securing the thighs and calves together, leaving Kathleen in a constant bent-over position.
“Yoo-hoo, wake up,” Ly said, shaking Kathleen back to consciousness.
“Ugh, my head hurts like hell,” Kathleen replied. She quickly realized just how immobile she was. “Think you went a bit overboard on the ropes?”
“Well, payback’s a bitch,” Ly replied.
“Where are our teammates?” Fang asked Kathleen.
“Fuck off,” Kathleen replied.
Ly responded with a swift kick to her side.
“Oof, guess I deserved that,” Kathleen responded.
“Where are they?” Fang asked again.
“Go find them yourself,” Kathleen again replied.
Just before Ly could set up another kick, Fang stopped her.
“We’re getting nowhere with this, I’m guessing they’re locked downstairs in the dungeon,” Fang said.