Characters: David (Me) 5'9, tall, handsome, slim, brown hair
Amanda (Mom) 5'4, slim, cute, sexy, long brown hair,
Caelan (Girlfriend) 5'7, slim, cute, sexy, blonde ponytail
Interakshe (Female Orphan/Friend/Foster Sister) 5'5 slim, sexy, cute, long black hair
Interakshe's POV: My name s Interakshe. I'm a street orphan and I got adopted. My foster mother, Amanda works as part of a top secret government detective agency not known to most of the world.
So I want to follow in her footsteps, so she showed me how her job worked. She then revealed to me that she had been tasked on working on a case about missing girls, all who were an important part of the country. Some leads on the case led her to an eccentric billionaire.
She asked if I wanted to see how they investigated. I said yes immediately. We arrived at his house.
We took off our shoes and unlocked his door, so we could leave no evidence someone was here. We checked nearly the whole first floor.
Amanda said she would check the second floor. I checked the garage. It was huge, so it took some time. I eventually went through all of it. I then realized I hadn't seen Amanda. And she usually came every half an hour to see if I had anything. It had been at least 2 hours. I went upstairs. Suddenly, I heard a lot of moanings and mphhs and a lot of banging.
I decided to go check it. It sounded like it came from the bathroom. I opened the door and I found Amanda in the bathtub tightly blinded at the wrist and ankles, and tightly cleave gagged.
"Oh my god", I exclaimed. "Are you alright". it looked like she was trying to warn me. I was going to un gag her when a hand clasped over my mouth.
"Don't make any noises, or you"ll both be dead" a voice threatened me. The hand was released from my mouth. It was the billionaire.
Amanda POV (a couple of hours earlier): I had showed my foster daughter Interakshe (I'm just so proud of that girl) how I work, when I realized I was supposed to investigate the billionaire's house. I brought Interakshe.
We took off our shoes when we opened the door. We searched nearly the whole first floor, when I announced I was going to investigate second floor. I looked around for a while, until someone pulled my sleeky long brown hair back and clamped my mouth with their hand. It was the owner of the mansion.
I was going to tell him that we just needed to investigate his mansion when he knocked me on the ground. By the time he was finished tying my wrists, I being stunned by him knocking me down was over and the headache from getting hit was starting. It ended when he tied my ankles. My bondage was tight so I could not resist when he carried me over to the tub. Finally I tried to speak to him but it was cut short when he double knotted a quite dirt bandanna and cleave-gagged me tightly with it.
"There you should learn your lesson when you tried to go in my mansion". I started banging and moaning but Interakshe was not hearing it. About 2 hours later she found me she was caught in the trap of the billionaire.
End of Part 1. After writing some small stories I decided to take a bigger approach to bondage. Any type of comments would be appreciated.