“Enjoy struggling in that for a while honey, not like you’ll be able to stop me from robbing you at my leisure.”

“Mnn nphphhnmm!”

Naomi thought she had luck on her side for an unforgettable night. She found a tall dominant-looking man at the bar she frequents after work. After enjoying a few drinks on his tab, she found out he’s a full time bondage rigger for his bondage studio and was willing to come back to her place to spice up her evening. Well, it turns out he’s just an infamous burglar that likes to leave his victims in inescapable bondage.

Naomi, sitting in the middle of her bedroom while dressed in her sexiest underwear, fought against her bindings with all her might, but to no avail. Her wrist and elbows were tied tightly together with no way to pick at the rope, due to the smart thinking on the burglar’s part for adding tape mittens. As each second passed, her arms grew more fatigued. She tried to see if she could free her legs, but every movement resulted in her pulling on the connected crotch rope and causing herself to become more aroused. Stringy drool spills from her ball gag on top of her chest over time, mixing with the sweat that’s trickling down her breasts. Slowly it became harder to breath with her breasts being pressed up against her thighs. The ball tie is starting to take its toll on her slender body…

“Mmph mm gn! Nnmm!”, Naomi tries to get the burglar’s attention with her aggressive backtalk, while he’s busy ripping apart her apartment, surrounding his latest damsel with her own underwear scattered around her. She can only hear and feel the vibrations on the floor around her, as she is blindfolded by the man’s dress tie that he wore earlier in the night.

After what feels like an eternity for Naomi, she hears the burglar zipping up multiple bags. He groans from lugging one bag over his shoulder with all its weight, while holding another bag in his hand. He turns to a helpless Naomi and gives his final sendoff.

“Well, tonight was fun darling. But, I have another date to attend to. You can keep the tie as a souvenir from tonight.”

He began to walk away as Naomi exclaims through her gag,

“MMnnph!”
“Mnn cnn'ph mmnfm mm mnhm phhnph!”

Naomi continues to whimper through her ball gag to the man that now is currently her only lifeline out of the bondage. The man smirks back at her, noticing the complete attitude change from her. He opens the door and peeks out the door before stepping out. Naomi gives one last plea, hoping he’ll find some compassion in his heart.

“PHPHNP PMMNPHM!”

Once she hears the sound of the front door being shut, the apartment becomes eerily quiet for Naomi. Her shoulders sore, jaw aching from the ball gag, breasts soaked from the continuous drool leaking from the ball gag…

All she can hope is that her pervy neighbor might stumble upon a jackpot that he’s always dreamt for, to be rescued from the torturous bondage.

Art was done by Harris
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