Darla Ties up Mistress' Friend

"Darla, I wonder if you could do a favor for a friend of mine?"

"Of course Mistress. Anything for you. You know that."

We had just finished a busy day full of emails and phone calls to Mistress. As her crossdressed kinky secretary I had done a good job according to Mistress. She had rewarded me with a quick tie-up before supper. Nothing elaborate, just hands behind and ankles tied as she started supper. So relaxing for me to be bound. I know I'm crazy but I wouldn't want it any other way. I waited patiently for Mistress to fill me in.

"You know my female writer's group met last week. One of the ladies, Jessica, is a novelist. She's writing a thriller, something new for her. The female detective is caught by the villains and tied up. She's never been tied up and asked if I could help her out. She's available tomorrow but I've got a zoom conference and then a hair appointment. I mentioned you might be able to step in for me. I know you love to channel your inner domme every now and then. What do you say?"

"Sounds great Mistress, I'd love to do it."

"I knew I could count on you. As a reward I'll let you stay tied up and feed you. I know you love that."

Indeed I did. What a treat to be fed by the most beautiful, sexiest woman in the world. Sadly I was eventually untied. I drifted off to sleep thinking about how to make the experience perfect for Mistress' friend.

I fixed breakfast the next day and dressed in secretarial garb. I chose a black pencil skirt and a French blue blouse over a tight waist cincher. A wide black leather belt further gathered my waist, giving me an hourglass figure. Opaque black stockings with 4 inch locked stilettos covered my legs. I completed the look with stylish accessories. A string of pearls and dangly pearl earrings. I had worn my long red Darla Crane hair. It hung down just above my waist in the back. I spent extra time with my makeup. I wanted it to be perfect.

I checked my look in the full length mirror. 6 feet 7 inches in heels. I never failed to get a thrill changing into Mistress' kinky secretary. I lit a Winston and turned from side to side, enjoying every bit of the crossdressing experience.

"You're such an exhibitionist slut. But I have to admit, you do look great. You've gotten so good with makeup. I never have to help you anymore. And I love those long red nails. Finish your cigarette. She'll be here soon."

I took a last drag and went to the toy box. I got out rope and gags. I also got out some of our old Bondage Life magazines. I had them all, no surprise. I thought Jessica could look at some pictures and decide how she wanted to be tied. Perfect timing. The doorbell rang and Mistress opened the door to an attractive black haired lady of medium height. She had a figure I would describe as voluptuous but certainly not fat. She wore stylish slacks and blouse. She would look so good tied up.

Introductions were made. Jessica was super nice and very curious about our relationship. Particularly my dressing and our love of bondage.

She explained that her book had a definite feminine theme. The private detective and the villains were all women. The detective even had a girl Friday secretary. The heroine would be captured by the villains and tied up in a remote location to keep her out of the way while they broke into and robbed a jewelry store.

"I've read lots of books with bondage scenes and seen so many on TV but I've never been tied up and I need to write this from the detective's point of view. I've always had this idea you could escape somehow. I really appreciate your help. I want it to be a realistic description."

I gave Mistress a sly smile. Jessica escaping was definitely not my plan!

"Well you girls go ahead. I've got my zoom meeting about to start. Darla has some bondage magazines. You can thumb through them and decide how you want her to tie you. Have fun and Jessica, enjoy your research."

Mistress went into her office. I showed Jessica several pictures while she asked me questions. She asked about hands in front or behind. I explained that it had to be behind if it was to be believable. Hands in front wasn't near as secure. Too many ways to get loose that way. She settled on what I consider a classic damsel in distress bondage and I applauded her choice.

"Perfect. If you're ready, let's get started. We'll use the guest bedroom so you can be by yourself and try to escape. I'll be right out here. You never really leave someone truly alone while they are tied up."

"You really shouldn't have followed me Jessica. I'm going to have to keep you on ice while we do our business."

I brandished a fake gun. Jessica looked momentarily surprised but then realized I was getting into character.

"You'll never get away with this you know."

"I think I will Jessica. Hands up and into the bedroom with you."

I prodded her with the silver gun and she walked into the bedroom.

"Hands behind you and don't try anything. The gun is right where I can grab it. Just relax. I don't want to hurt you. Just keep you out of the way."

She reached behind her and I positioned her hands palm to palm before wrapping and cinching them. I put the knot at the top of the tie and tucked it in. I knew she would quickly see that escape was not as easy as it looked on TV. Particularly if the person tying knew what she was doing. I tied her ankles and above her knees then pinned her arms to her sides with rope above and below her generous breasts, cinched tightly on each side. They looked as good as I thought they would.

"You might as well relax. When we're through we'll tell your secretary where to find her tied up boss. I won't gag you since we're in the middle of nowhere."

Jessica looked at me with a defiant expression, suitable for a tough female detective.

"I'll get you for this you bitch."

I laughed.

"Looks who's talking. You're the one all tied up. As for the bitch part. I take that as a compliment."

I lit a Winston and checked the knots one more time. It would really be embarrassing if she did manage to get loose.

I sat in the living room and turned the TV on. As luck would have it there was an old Honey West episode on the vintage channel. And yes, she was tied up. Though not nearly as tightly as I had tied Jessica.

I peeked in from time to time. Jessica was writhing in her bonds but making no headway at all. Honey West escaped and kicked the villain's ass. I thought it was time to untie her or at least offer.

I walked in and sat next to her. I lit a Winston and offered her a drag which she accepted. I spoke to her as Darla, not the villain.

"What do you think? I notice you didn't escape. Not as easy as you thought, is it?"

"No it's not though I doubt many run of the mill villains could do it as well as you did."

"I learned from the best. Are you uncomfortable?"

"I'm really ok. Can we try something else? In my story, the secretary uses the find my phone app to track me and try to help. Unfortunately she is captured too so we both wind up tied up and trying to escape. I wish Mistress weren't busy. You would be perfect since you're already a secretary."

"Let me check with her. Maybe she has a bit of time. Don't go anywhere!"

"Fat chance of that the way you have me tied."

I walked into the office and Mistress was just wrapping up her zoom meeting. I told her what Jessica had in mind.

"I'd be happy to but I have a hair appointment. I'm glad Jessica is getting what she needs. Let me call Betty and see if she is available to keep an eye on you two."

Betty is our neighbor and sometime play partner. She quickly agreed to come over.

Mistress tied my hands behind me and led me into the bedroom by the elbow. I struggled as if trying to get away. Mistress quickly got into her role as a villain.

"Look what I found sneaking around. I don't know how she found you but it won't do either of you any good. She can join you while we finish our business."

She quickly and expertly tied me just as I had tied Jessica.

"You two behave and maybe we'll tell someone where you are after we make our getaway."

I stayed in character and so did Jessica.

"Are you ok boss? These ropes are so tight. Turn around. Let me see if I can loosen the ropes on your wrists."

I fumbled with my nails but had no luck. Jessica tried to loosen mine but got nowhere. No surprise.

"Here, let me try with my teeth."

I managed to get the end of one strand between my teeth but didn't come close to getting the knot untied. Jessica tried with the same results.

"We're getting nowhere. Did they take your phone? That's how I found you."

"It's in my pants pocket. They missed it. See if you can get it out. Maybe we can make a call."

I turned my back and reached into her front pants pocket. I finally managed to extract the phone. I couldn't help but notice she felt damp. Discretion being proper in this setting, I didn't say anything but was secretly glad she seemed to be enjoying herself. I put the phone on the bed and Jessica reached behind her and tried to open her contacts without much luck.

Just then Betty looked in, already in character herself.

"Naughty girls. Can't have this."

She took the phone and left for a moment before returning with panties and microfoam tape.

"Open wide girls. You really should have behaved."

Betty crammed a pair of panties into my mouth and smoothed tape over to hold them in place.

"Now you sweetheart. Don't make this hard."

Jessica shook her head from side to side and held her mouth closed till Betty held her nose and shoved the panties into her mouth.

"I'll just keep this phone. Don't try anything else."

I tried again with my fingers but no luck. I motioned to the door and got up, tottering on my heels. I started hopping toward the door as Jessica watched. I turned toward the door knob and managed to open it with my bound hands.

Betty was on me immediately and grabbed my elbow. She hopped me back to the bed.

"You two just don't know how good you've had it."

She picked my feet up and repositioned me on the bed. She rolled me on my stomach and hogtied me. Jessica's eyes got wide as Betty did the same to her.

"Let's see you hop or use the phone now."

Betty walked out and I looked over at Jessica and shrugged. She wanted to see if she could escape and now she knew.

Betty left us for about 15 minutes before returning. I was fine but Jessica was a novice and that was plenty of time to spend in a hogtie. She untied the hogtie rope and asked Jessica if there was anything else she wanted to try.

Jessica shook her head no.

"I'll untie you then. I can't help but notice you're a bit wet. If you promise not to tell Mistress I'll show you another reason we love being tied up."

Jessica shook her head yes. Betty smiled and retrieved the wand vibrator from the toybox.

"Darla, not a word to Mistress. Promise?"

I shook my head yes and Betty brought Jessica to what looked to be a monumental climax. She untied her and Jessica went limp on the bed. She loosened my hogtie rope but left me tied otherwise. Jessica finally got up and went into the bathroon to freshen her makeup.

Betty took the gag off and freshened my lipstick for me.

"Mistress told me to leave you tied up Darla. You probably don't want to get loose anyway."

I didn't and said so. They both hopped me into the living room onto the sofa. Betty poured a glass of wine for she and Jessica. She retrieved my Winstons and lit one for me as well as herself and our guest.

We chatted about her experience. She couldn't have been happier. No one mentioned the happy ending Betty had given her.

"I'll definitely be able to write about being tied up in a realistic way. All of you were just fantastic. I think it will be the highlight of the book."

We chatted a while longer. I told her about the videos Betty and I had made for Jane's fantasy kidnap site. She said she would definitely look at them. Mistress walked in and Jessica thanked her effusively. Mistress walked her to the door. Betty said her good byes and we were alone.

"Did you enjoy being kidnapped again Darla. It seems Jessica had a good experience. I couldn't help but notice she looked a bit wet. You didn't have anything to do with that did you?"

"I was a perfect lady Mistress. Besides, I was tied and gagged."

"Good. Now what am I going to do with you. I thought about you while I was at Susie's getting my hair done. You all tied up, waiting for me to get home. A damsel in distress waiting helplessly for her captor. I just had to text Betty and have her leave you tied. You don't mind, do you baby?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way Mistress."

"In that case, hop yourself into the bedroom and let's see if I can find the key to your cage. One more thing, I think you need to be gagged for this. Don't want Betty to hear you and get all excited."

Mistress buckled my ball gag in place and hopped me to the bedroom. By the way, she found the key!

We lay in bed later with wine and cigarettes. I asked what Jessica had said as she was leaving.

"Well that was interesting. She thought the day was perfect for researching how to write about her heroine being tied up. She did ask if you and Betty might be available for additional research. I won't ask what Betty might have done. The important thing is that Jessica got what she needed.

"I think she got just what she needed Mistress. As for more research. I am more than happy to help."

We kissed good night and drifted off to sleep.

The luckiest girl in the world.