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The Perfect Christmas Gift (F-Solo, F/F)

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The Perfect Christmas Gift (F-Solo, F/F)

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Charlotte kicked and screamed through her gag as she was carried out of the house. The man doing the carrying was too strong for her efforts to have any effect. Hell, he might not have even noticed that she was struggling. It was so humiliating. She had been kidnapped and it took her abductor mere seconds and zero effort. The worst fucking part was that she had basically kidnapped herself.
She and Maria had been working together for awhile now and had been flirting nearly as long. The little blonde had been drooling over the Latina with the amazing cake the whole first morning she had been there. She thought she had gone unnoticed until Maria joined her on their lunch hour. The two of them spoke in innuendo, a ritual that had gone on to just the day before this whole mess began.
“What do you want for Christmas?” Charlette had asked.
She was just fishing for something to say. It was what you asked this time of year, wasn’t it? She had not been expecting a real answer.
“You. Tied up. On my bed.”
Charlette just stared at her as she turned and left the room.
So, there it was. The gauntlet had been thrown. No more teasing. No more dancing around it. It was time to make her move.
Alexa’s front door, god, she was really doing this. It turned out her crush was not at home. It seemed dangerous to her but who was Charlette to judge? She went into the bedroom and stripped out of her clothes. All she wore now was a one-piece red fishnet bodystocking. She affixed the crude note she printed on basic white printer paper over her breasts. She placed the bright white duct tape over her mouth before tying her legs together on the bed. Then came her hands. She settled in and waited for Alexa.
She did not come. Instead, a strange man did.
“Wow, you made this just too easy for me.”
She grunted out in surprise. He walked over and tightened her knots. There was no slipping free now.
“I’m afraid you won’t be seeing Alexa tonight or ever again.”
She screamed in fear.
“She’ll be home from her movie before too long. She’ll be disappointed she’s not getting her Christmas present she wants so badly but she’ll get over it.”
How the fuck did he know about that?
“My sister deserves you too much for you to settle for someone else.”
His sister? Who the fuck was he talking about? She guessed she should be glad he didn’t want her for himself. He tossed her easily over his shoulder.
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ZTVFemdomtales wrote: 1 day ago “You. Tied up. On my bed.”
Nothing like the 'direct' approach, is there?
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