Chapter 1
The hot water ran over Bambi’s body, the showerhead’s spray providing a soothing rhythm on the back of her neck as she relaxed in the cloud of steam filling the shower. After simply enjoying the soothing warmth for a few minutes she began to wash up, running a lathered-up loofah over her body from head to toe as she hummed gently to herself. Once she had finished lathering up and rinsing off, the suds falling from her lithe body and leaving her skin smooth and glistening, she finally stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. The steam still filling the room from the pleasantly hot water was nice, but she couldn’t exactly just sit around there all night. Normally around this time she would be getting ready to have some kinky fun with her husband Stag, but unfortunately he was going to be out for the night on business. After a moment’s thought Bambi decided to simply relax downstairs and watch TV until she felt tired, stepping over to her drawer to get at least somewhat dressed. She pulled a comfortable silky dark purple bra and panties from the drawer, bringing the panties smoothly up her legs to settle snugly against her shapely hips before pulling the bra over her breasts and clasping it.
She began walking out of the room with a light blanket wrapped comfortably around her, but as she walked by the window she felt a shiver down her spine; an undeniable impression she was being watched. The window and curtain were shut though, surely it was nothing... She continued on to the living room, trying to shake the feeling. Perhaps not the best idea, however considering the woman hiding around the corner outside just out of sight. “Mhh, this is going to be fun…” she whispered to herself, a smile on her face from the delightful show she had just gotten of Bambi both in and fresh out of the shower, the mystical glow fading from her red eyes.
The woman (named Kyra) was pale, tall, and slender, nearly six feet without the red heels she wore and just over six feet with them. Her eyes nearly glowed in the dark, glinting with any bit of light they caught, her ruby red lipstick matching and standing in stark contrast to her skin and silver hair. She made her way around to the back door of the house, her short black skirt swaying with her hips and nearly flashing her red panties with each long step due to how short it was. She carried a large duffel bag over her shoulder, the strap pressing between her ample breasts and causing them to strain against her already tight white shirt. Once she reached the back door she held her hand over the lock, muttering under her breath. The handle began to glow, the lock disengaging with a faint click and a similar glow surrounding the hinges as the door opened and closed silently.
Completely oblivious to the presence of the intruder, Bambi lounged in her favorite chair watching a movie, her blanket tossed aside as it was plenty warm in the house. The movie was one she had been wanting to see for a while, a newer one done in a 40s detective movie style with a higher-than-normal presence of damsel in distress scenes. It was clearly a film made by people with a kinky disposition who wanted to play around with the captured snoop trope, and it was proving quite enjoyable. As Kyra made her way towards the living room the movie was nearing another damsel in distress scene, a goon of the main villain sneaking up behind the unsuspecting main heroine. “How fitting…” Kyra thought, grinning to herself as she pulled a silky white cloth and a coil of soft red rope from her bag as she readied to pounce.
Finally, just as the goon in the movie jumped the damsel, Kyra took her chance to strike and capitalize on the moment of distraction on Bambi’s part. A small gasp of excitement from Bambi as the damsel was quickly gagged left her mouth open just long enough for Kyra to pull the cloth between her lips and tie it off in a tight cleave gag. “Hhy, whht thh hhhl?” Bambi cried in surprise, her hands coming up to take off the gag just as Kyra’s hands closed around her wrists in a deceptively strong grip and pulled them forcefully behind her back.
“Oh no, you don’t need to be taking that out, love… A good pet is kept gagged at all times, so unless you want a good spanking I’d suggest you keep quiet~” Kyra’s voice was a bit lower than average, sultry and lilting, a playful but lecherous note running alongside her words as she fielded the rope in half and formed a lark’s head loop around Bambi’s wrists. She paid no mind to the woman’s vehement protests, pulling the loop tight and wrapping it snugly several times before wrapping it crosswise around itself to strengthen the bind and finally tying it off, securing Bambi’s wrists in a tight two column tie.
“Sthhp hht, lhht mhh ghh!” Bambi insisted, pulling and tugging at the ropes around her wrists but finding them to be very secure. Who was this woman, what did she want? How did she even get in so quietly, and was it just a coincidence this happened when Stag was gone or had the intruder been watching her? These questions and more bounced around her mind but remained unanswered as she twisted and turned on the couch, her breasts swaying appealingly from her struggles and catching Kyra’s eye.
“My, so squirmy… The way you’re struggling, it looks like I need to tie you up a bit tighter, and I wouldn’t mind putting on a better view of those cute breasts either~” Kyra giggled and pulled out another coil of rope, this one much longer, fielding it in half again and making a loop around Bambi’s chest just below her breasts. She wrapped the rope several times, pinning her arms tightly before wrapping it a few times above her breasts as well. This caused her shoulders to be forced back as the ropes were pulled tight and knotted, making her chest jut out and her breasts bounce slightly. “Mhh, that’s more like it,” Kyra said with a lewd giggle, suddenly grabbing Bambi’s breasts and giving them a firm squeeze as the captive woman squealed in indignation
