Restraining Order

Chained by Circumstance

Hi, it's me again, Helena.

If you can remember last time, I went through some weird stuff.

Last thing I can recall was falling asleep at the hands of an unknown attacker.

Then the restraints, how much they hurt, how much they dug into my skin..

Yet it felt oddly arousing.....

Wait what!? How can I think of such a thing in this situation?

Maybe it's a dream, I get it when I wake up, it'll just be some wishful fantasy of mine.

Like something like this can happen to me, I am a strong, independent woman.

Ok, any minute now, and started opening my eyes - and I can't move.

Oh no, it was for real after all!!

I woke up in a bed inside a large, mostly empty room. The quality of the bed clues me in that this place is rich, posh residence? Wow, strange choice for a kidnapper's hideout.

I was dozy, but now I am fully aware of what happened to me - I observed my restraints, felt them, they are really tight and secure.

Wait, are these leather? They held my wrists and ankles tightly together with steel buckles, almost like belts that are meant for restraining people.

I struggled, but it seemed futile. I felt like they were getting more restrictive the more I tried to shake them off.

Oh and forget about screaming, there is this thick panel-like object in my mouth, I couldn't make a whimper if life depended on it.

Also, I began to notice - what happened to my outfit!?

As I recall, I had just made my rounds at work, in the local medical facility....

Wearing my usual nursing uniform...

And now I am in some sort of sexy schoolgirl outfit, with knee-high socks and incredibly high platform heels!

It was hard enough to move under these restraints, and now, it's so uncomfortable.

But it's also so hot.

OK, what a random train of thought that was. It must be the substance that knocked me out, probably.

But enough of those, I think I should try to escape now.

First things first, these leather ties - these will be a challenge.

Once again, I struggled against them like a little while earlier. Yep, definitely not a good idea, they are definitely not cooperating at this point.

Forget about screaming either. It's an obvious waste of energy.

OK, the only option left - is to try to escape while restrained like this.

So I maneuvered to the edge of the bed, and stepped on the floor with my two bound legs. And with some effort, tried to stand up.

Then I fell back on the bed on my butt.

Well, I wasn't really ready for this, so I tried again with more effort, success.

It was a little difficult to keep my balance, as my feet were held together, but I managed.

I tried to walk with a shimmy, but it actually hurts. And it's also getting me nowhere, It's to slow.

I know, I'll try hopping - in these platform heels.

Without any regard to how difficult it must be to do, I decided to take my first leap.

Well, that was awkward, almost fell off-balance. But the thought of getting away got some adrenaline pumping.

Or was it? Maybe I like it this way.

Again, huh, these intrusive thoughts are getting way out of hand.

Then I made the second jump easier than the first. I can get used to this honestly!

Wait, why am I so happy about it?

Anyway, I started hopping around, observing the place, and then I noticed this strange, plain-looking door.

Great, I thought, this is my chance to escape!

So I hopped towards the door, used my bound wrists to turn the knob, and surprisingly, it opened.

Strange that the kidnappers would not lock the door of their hostage?

Anyhow, I proceeded to hop outside, and it was just some narrow hallway, full of really expensive tapestry. What a strange place to hold an abductee. Maybe they want me as a servant girl or something?

No, no way, I won't allow it! I am a strong, independent woman. I will not be treated with such indignity!

Or are you? Maybe this is what you really want.

Whatever, I proceeded to hop through the hallway, hoping to find the way out of this place.

Wearing these shoes and this outfit, you can imagine the struggle just moving forward. You can also imagine the embarrassment I am feeling right now.

Never in my life did I think that I would experience something like this. It's humiliating.

But what would Sylvia look like in this outfit? She'd probably look so fabulous.

What!? What am I thinking, focus Helena! Focus!

As I made my way through the house, a strange sound caught my atention.

A loud crack like something getting whipped, and - moaning noises?

I swear this place is getting weirder every time.

Yet, curiosity got the better of me, and I tried to investigate the source, while tied up and gagged. Way to go girl.

So I hopped inquisitively until I saw a half-opened door, which I am positive was where those strange sounds were coming from.

I peeked inside, my heart racing with anticipation.

Then I saw this girl, tied up with so much rope, suspended on the ceiling of the room, wearing some kind of leather outfit and boots, gagged and blindfolded. She seemed to have been in that state for quite a while, as she was sweating and breathing heavily through her gag.

Then another woman stepped into view. She seemed to be wearing the same suit as the girl that was hoisted on the ceiling, except she was not restrained. In fact, I assume that she was the one who put the other girl in that position.

She was holding something like a whip, as a matter of fact.

She approached the restrained girl, held up her chin, proceeded to roughly smack her buttocks. And she did so several times.

The suspended girl moaned at every hit, unable to scream through her gag, it almost looked like she was crying through her blindfold.

At the same time, though, it almost felt like she was enjoying all this.

As I watched, as I looked closer, however, I started to realize something, that girl getting whipped, is that Sylvia?!

OK, now I think now it's time to really panic.

I hopped backwards off the door, and started jumping wildly in the opposite direction.

Oh no, I must find help soon, I thought.

The kidnappers might be planning to do the same to me!

I must save my love! Wait for me, I will...

Then I suddenly felt startled, like someone just caught me escaping.

As I looked back I saw the woman whipping Sylvia in the hallway, looking at me curiously.

She doesn't look upset actually, more like irritated and bored.

No matter, I am a strong, independent woman, I will not be humiliated like Sylvia, I will get out of this place no matter what!

So I proceeded to hop even faster, fighting through the pain of the ties and the heels, you will not have me you ugly b***h, you will not have your way with me!

And then I felt something in my crotch.

It was a soft tingle at first, then it started to get stronger like there was something vibrating in my nether regions. It stopped me on my tracks.

Being tied up and gagged, I had no recourse but to just bend over and try to not feel the tingling that's getting stronger by the minute. I looked back at that woman, now she looked like she was enjoying all this.

I tried to hop away again, but the sensation, it's too much. I fell to the floor, writhing, flailing, trying to make it stop even if I was unable to do so.

I could only whimper and cry all that time.

But it felt so good.

As I lay on the floor, I could hear that woman approaching. Her heels echoed loudly as she came close.

And then she showed me something in her hand, a remote? Was that the thing that activated whatever it was that was in my crotch?

She pressed it, and the tingling stopped.

I was so tired that time, all the struggling and trashing I did, not to mention all the hopping I did trying to get away.

I'm fading out of exhaustion.

Somebody, please save us...