Elise's Bondage Adventures

"She needs more, use the clear tape over the top of it all. Several wraps, especially the gag." A masked man said, grabbing Elise's chin and lifting it up to make her look at him. "Be glad that big mouth couldn't take any more cloth, otherwise you'd have it. Especially after that little escape stunt you tried to pull. But you won't be hopping anywhere now, will you?" He said firmly, and she moaned sadly in response.

Elise had been working late as a teller at the local bank. She was the last person there and was closing up the building, dressed in a tight button up white blouse showing off plenty of cleavage, a tight black skirt, nude pantyhose, and her favorite pair of shiny black stilettos. She had headed back towards the vault and encountered two masked men trying to break in, and they had grabbed her. She had her ankles and wrists taped, and several pieces of tape pressed over her mouth. They had set her in a chair nearby while they kept working, and seeing an opportunity, she had tried to hop away. Unfortunately, the leader of the two men had seen her and gave chase, catching her just before she got outside.

He carried her back to the vault entrance, where he instructed his accomplice to frogtie her legs with duct tape. He then had her arms wrapped up to her shoulders, including her hands, and after that tape was wrapped above and below her breasts, as well as around her waist to keep her arms pressed against her back. Then, tape was wrapped around her high heels which had been pressed together by making Elise sit up, resting on her thick thighs and calves. The tape was wrapped around her wrists as well, tightly connecting the two.

The leader knelt down, peeling the tape from her mouth and grabbed several cloths. She opened her mouth to speak and he began pushing the cloths into her mouth. More and more were pushed in, filling her mouth until it started spilling out. The cloth was pushed back in and tape was quickly and thoroughly wrapped around her head, with the last bit of the roll being smoothed down over her lips.

Snapping back to reality at the sound of tape pulling loose, she looked up to see the accompline reaching toward her with clear packing tape. He began wrapping over her heavily gagged mouth, and she counted 15 loops before he tore the tape off and smoothed it down behind her head. She watched as he methodically covered the rest of the tape all over her body with 5 wraps of the clear tape on each area. The leader shook his head, gesturing to her mouth, and she soon found 15 more layers of the clear tape wrapped over it.

"Mmmph...mmmmm...mhh..." She moaned, heavily muffled, as the leader nodded.

"Much better, just one last thing. Although those bright green eyes are lovely, I think you've seen enough for tonight. Same as before, duct tape and then clear tape. But first..." He made Elise close her eyes, and pressed two small wadded up cloths against them. She heard the tape rip, and after a minute or so, her eyes were covered in 15 wraps each of the duct tape and clear tape, leaving a small space for her nostrils.

"Perfect. I think our pretty little bank teller will think twice the next time she's in a situation like this. No? Heh, you're a fiesty one, Red. And based on what I can see...you like this, a lot." Elise groaned, knowing her arousal was apparent, between her hardened nipples leaving large indents in her white lace bra, and the rapidly growing wet spot between her legs on her matching panties, which were now visible due to her position.

"Now, we have some time while my friend here gets the vault opened, so..." She felt him grab her and pull her into his lap, straddling him as he held her from behind. He began to grope her firmly, exposing her massive, aroused breasts and kneading them in his hands, before one hand slipped between her legs, rubbing her wetness over her panties. She moaned sensually, unable to help herself, and he chuckled. "I had a feeling you were a kinky one. Redheads usually are. And don't worry, my friend here will have plenty of time with you when he gets the vault open. But for now, lets see how far I can make you go..."

He began ramping up his pleasurable assault on her body, more firm, more precise. She could hardly take it, and with a final pinch of her aroused nipples, she went over the edge, screaming into her gag and rocking in his firm hands as he gripped her G cups tightly. He chuckled as the orgasm finished, and picked up right where he left off.

After an agonizingly pleasureful 15 minutes and 4 orgasms later, she heard the vault door release and begin swinging open. She felt the leader lift her up, passing her to his accomplice's lap, where he began his own, more soft and sensual invasion of her highly aroused body. But just because it was softer, didn't mean she had any less orgasms, as she soon found out. She groaned happily and leaned back against him as she had her first orgasm in his hands, and he gently kneaded her massive breasts, softly pinching her nipples between his fingers as the orgasm rocked her body. It finished and she lay against him, breathing heavily, and he quickly picked up the pace again, much to her delight.

After losing track of time and orgasms, she heard the leader return, presumably having cleared out the vault. She was lifted up in their arms, her panties soaked through and her pleasure coating the insides of her thighs. She moaned softly as they carried her to another part of the bank.

"Though this has been fun, you were still naughty with that escape attempt and as such, we will be leaving you in a very tight position. But because of that fun, it'll at least be somewhat comfortable...probably." She heard the leader say. She felt them lower her onto a cushion before leaning her so she was balanced on her knees. She heard tape rip, and felt them wind it around her stomach and to something behind her, around and around. She heard more tape rip, and knew they were reinforcing it with clear tape. After they finished, he spoke again. "I'm sure you're wondering where you are. You're currently balancing on a cushion on the edge of the bank chairman's desk, taped to one of the support poles on either side of it. I don't recommend struggling much, if you slip off the edge there's a chance the tape will break and you will fall face first onto the carpet. Or it may hold you up and leave you hanging there probably a lot less comfortable than you are now. So, have fun!" With that, the men left, leaving Elise to moan softly and hope that someone feels like coming to work at a bank on Saturday this week. Otherwise, she knew she was in for a very long weekend...