Leah was alone in the library after school. Her green eyes stared tiredly at a screen of college applications. She ran her fingers through her long black hair with a sigh. With a few clicks, she saved and quit her work. She stood up from her seat and walked around the quiet library, rarely getting a chance to be the only one in here. The stillness was peaceful, however, she heard someone else's foot steps nearby. Leah shrugged it off as it was a public high school after all. Someone else was probably using the facility. Looking down at her attire, she smoothed out her purple tank top and adjusted her black bra straps. A outline of a g-string could be seen as she adjusted her black leggings. Little did she know, she attracted the attention of the other occupant of the library. She headed for the exit, walking through several book cases, but suddenly, she felt grabbing her own arms, pulling them back to be held together by one arm with a hand covering her mouth.
"--at th-" She muffled.
Immediately, she began to try to wrestle her attacker off, but their grip was too strong on her. They pulled her through the stacks and lead her to a wall, where she was pressed up against it. Her attacker removed their hand from her mouth briefly.
"Helmppph!" Her screams were cut short as a wad of cloth of shoved into her mouth, filling it. A strip of duct tape soon followed. No stranger to being gagged, Leah briefly thought back to more pleasant circumstances of being gagged by her boyfriend, Devon. The reality of the situation soon settled.
Once Leah was gagged, she tried to elbow her attacker, but they caught her elbows and pulled her arms together, wrapping nylon rope around her arms. Pulling the rope tight, her elbows were pulled together until they touched. Leah was familiar with the feeling of rope on her skin, but rarely had her elbows pulled together. After her elbows were effectively bound, her struggles proved useless. She felt exposed with her round breasts sticking out. Soon, her wrists were bound as well.
Leah tried to look around but she was held against the wall. Soon, a strip of duct tape covered her eyes. She tried to shake off the assault and kick her assailant, but they simply just grabbed her bound arms, lifted up, and forced her onto her stomach. From there, the kidnapper sat on her thighs and grasped her ankles. Leah found her ankles tied together was well. With that, she was done. She could keep struggling if she wanted, but she was caught.
She tried screaming through her gag, but all that came out were muffled squeals. The kidnapper then bound her knees and thighs together, taking away all wriggle room in her legs. They picked up the helpless young woman and threw her over their broad shoulders. She realized her kidnapper was male at least. The walk was not very comfortable as the man seems to be in a rush to get out of the building. Leah felt herself under the hot sun and then in the backseat of a warm car. The man buckled her in and threw a blanket over her before shutting the door, hoping in, and driving off.
In the backseat, the captive Leah's mind was rushing. Who's car was this? What were they going to do with her? Where did they learn to tie? Then, the thought hit her. It had to be Devon kidnapping her. The elbow bondage was a touch beyond the average bad guy. She became less worried about being kidnapped and imagined what Devon had planned for her. Maybe he was taking her on a surprise trip to his parents' cabin where she would be kept bound and gagged in varying states of ecstasy. If her legs were not heavily bound, she would be rubbing her thighs together. Soon, the clouds her head was in evaporated when the car stopped and she was pulled out of the car. That trip did not take very long. She began to worry again. Maybe she was really being kidnapped.
Leah began to struggled and muffle as hard as she could, but the kidnapper just picked her up and rushed her inside. She felt herself begin carried downstairs, where she began to feel cooler. Then, the kidnapper set her down on a wooden chair. Her bound arms were set behind the chair back. Rope was wrapped around her chest and arms, securing her to the chair. More rope was tied around her bound thighs and under the chair, securing her further to the chair. Finally, a rope was looped through her bound wrists and bound ankles, then tightened until touching, strictly hog tying her in the chair. She grunted at the pressure, but was flexible enough to not be in pain while in the strict bondage.
Devon was never rough like this in their bondage. He definitely was not her kidnapper. As the man stepped out of the room, she was left to struggle her in tight bondage for a while. She grunted and muffled through her gag for a while before getting tried. She sighed in frustration and listened to her surrounding. She heard someone else in the basement with the same kind of labored breathing as if they were gagged. The kidnapper returned.
"Tired?" A familiar voice asked. It sounded like a young man maybe a fellow student, which might explain a few things. Suddenly, the duct tape was pulled from her eyes in a single quick motion. The pain was minor. Her eyes adjusted to the low lighting and she looked around. Several feet from Leah was another chair bound and gagged girl. She gasped through her gag when she realized it was her best friend, Elise.
"--ise?" She muffled.
Elise was bound and gagged differently than Leah. Her ankles were spread and tied separately to the chair legs with her knees tied together and her thighs tied to the seat of the chair. Her arms where tied desperately to either side of the chair back. Roped bound her torso to the chair, going below and above her breasts as well. She must have been kidnapped first. Elise's blue eyes glared at the kidnapper without panic and more along the lines of annoyance. She shook her head back to throw her wavy red hair out of her face. Leah looked up at the kidnapper to see Devon's friend, Aiden. Leah glared at his big stupid face, but he just smirked and combed his fingers through his short blonde hair.
"-amn i- ide-!" Leah muffled.
"Sorry to scare you, Leah." Aiden laughed. "But I need to get Devon and Ander's attention."
Ander was Aiden's fraternal twin and Elise's boyfriend. Aiden was the annoying younger twin and it was unsurprising that he would pull this kind of shit. Aiden picked up his phone and took picture of both. Before messing with his phone.
"There. That'll do it. I'm sure holding their girlfriends hostage will do the trick." He smiled.
"-uck -ou!" Elise muffled.
Elsewhere, a tall black haired young man just received a text with a picture of Leah bound and gagged to a chair. He smirked and stared at it for a moment. As always, the rope above and below her breasts looks really good on her, but then he realized it was not just her sexting him. Then he read the message:
Yo Dev. I'm holding your girlfriend hostage. If you want her back, you know my price.
Devon smirked and called his best friend. "Hey Ander. He actually started the game. Oh! Elise too? I'll get the supplies, you drive."