Corporate Manoeuvers · Part 2 (2/2)
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Sabrina tied Michelle's feet and knees together and made her slide into a sitting position on the bed. She crossed the room and grabbed me by my arms again and dragged me over to the bed. I sat down and lay next to Michelle.
"I suggest the two of you take a nap. You're not going anywhere for at least six hours."
Six hours?? We were going to be prisoners here for six hours.
Michelle and I exchanged frightened looks over our gags. Sabrina laughed at our expressions and went to the restroom.
Michelle seized the opportunity, rolled over onto her side and began desperately picking at the knots on my wrists. Her fingers plucked and pulled here and there at random, trying to find a knot to unravel.
I could hear her strangled breathing around the gag as she worked.
"Mmph… mmmph…."
Her fingernails caught on strand of rope and pulled sharply. The toilet flushed and Sabrina stepped out moments later. Michelle assumed her original position. Sabrina looked at us suspiciously. She crossed the room, grabbed my shoulder and turned me over.
"I figured as much." she said. She found whatever Michelle had untied and re-knotted the ropes securely, " That should hold you. And as for YOU, young lady. You need a time out away from your friend, I think."
Michelle whined piteously as Sabrina untied her feet and knees.
I moaned sympathetically as she pulled Michelle off the bed and walked her over to the closet. She pushed her inside and made her kneel on he floor. She tied Michelle's feet together and attached another rope from her bound feet to her stringently tied elbows. She tugged hard, bowing
Michelle over slightly backward. Michelle groaned painfully.
"I always did appreciate a good hog-tie, don't you?" Sabrina asked cheerfully. Michelle shook her head, straining to move her arms.
"Who cares what you think. Now be a good girl." Sabrina closed the doors, leaving Michelle in semi-darkness. Not the cruelest punishment, but with the added restraint of the hog-tie it was a vicious prison.
"Now what about you?" she asked,"Are you going to be good or what?"
I hated doing it, but I nodded at her.
Sabrina made some phone calls to her contact Redbird, telling them the competition was well in hand and to proceed as planned. She chuckled as she told them precisely what she had done with us, looked at me and winked. I glared at her. She finished her conversation and hung up.
Two hours crawled by before Sabrina let Michelle out of the hog-tie and removed her from the closet. By that time she was a sweating contrite captive not anxious to incur Sabrina's wrath. She put Michelle in a chair by the bed and tied her to it. She bound her ankles to the chair legs then encircled her torso and belly with a fairly wide band of rope. She tied it behind the chair. Michele flexed uselessly against the cords. The wood creaked with the effort.
"Still defiant?" Sabrina asked.
Michelle relaxed.
"That's better. Now if you two houdinis are done for the time being I'm going to the restaurant to get some food. If you're good, I'll give you something to eat when I get back. That means no escaping, no noise.
Got it? "
We nodded as obedient captives.
Sabrina picked up her purse and walked to the door. She opened it and stepped out. One last warning look and she was gone.
Michelle moaned quietly, shifting under the coils of rope pinioning her in the chair. She garbled at me around her gag. It sounded a lot like 'evil bitch'. I nodded, pulling against the ropes binding me. I looked around the room. The phone sat on the nightstand by the bed. It was useless to me, being gagged so tightly. With my hands tied behind me, I doubted
I could dial the damned thing. then it occurred to me that I had read somewhere that hotel phones connected directly to the operator if the receiver was left off the hook for too long. I looked at Michelle. Her gag was relatively loose. I could almost understand what she said past it. I had a thought.
I inched across the bed, Michelle watching intently, swung my feet over the edge and sat up. Michelle made a querying noise at me. I got to my feet and staggered over to the nightstand. I reached for the handset three times before I got the thing off the cradle.
Michelle looked at me strangely as if to ask, "so what." I nodded at the phone. She looked at me confused. I nodded again. The phone was already ringing. If Michelle didn't make any noise, the whole thing would be for naught. She still looked at me. I sensed rather than heard the operator answering. I grunted at Michelle, hopping up and down.
A light came on inside her. She drew in a deep breath and let out a long low muffled groan for help,"MMMMMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHH!"
I crouched down to her the operator's response. She was confused, uncertain what she had heard. She kept asking Hello and asked for us to speak up. I nodded at Michelle again. Michelle groaned again louder and clearer,"MMMMMM-ELP!!!"
The door popped open and Sabrina stormed into the room. She dropped the bags she was carrying and seized the phone," I'm so sorry operator.
I have kids with me and they're just pulling a prank is all." she hung up before the operator could reply and glared at us both.
"I thought I said not to try anything?"
She untied Michelle from her chair and untied my feet and knees.
We both knew what was coming. She pushed us inside the closet and had us kneel down. Michelle and I sniffled around our gags. She tied us both into tight hog-ties, attaching our bound feet to the ropes at our elbows, then pulling the cords down just enough to bend our backs into bow-shapes. She found another scarf, folded it and tied it over Michelle's packed and cleave gagged mouth to silence her moaning.
She pushed Michelle one way and me the other so we lay on our sides on the floor facing opposite directions. She tightened my gag before she closed the door and left us there in the dark. We squirmed in the shadows, unable to free ourselves from the cruel ropes and choking gags.
Two hours passed before she opened our prison and released us.
She had us sit on the end of the bed again.
"Now I'm going to untie you. Don't get your hopes up, darlings.
I still have the gun and I'll use it if you give me a reason. Now what
I want you to do is, after you are untied, you are going to take off your blouses and skirts and give them to me. You see I bought some bottles of booze and some condoms which I intend to plant all over your room and I want the two of you appropriately disheveled when you are found. I mean who'd believe a drunken orgy without some perfunctory evidence?"
Michelle and I nodded. After being hogtied so cruelly for so long we were just anxious for this ordeal to be over. She untied us and we handed over our clothes without resistance. After that she had us sit in the two chairs and retied us.
She tied our hands behind us, around the back of the chair then tied our elbows firmly and as closely as she could manage. She attached a rope to our bound wrists and anchored it to the brace between the chair legs down below. She pulled till there was no slack at all then made a knot. Michelle moaned as her shoulders were drawn down behind her. She tied our knees and ankles as well then fixed the other end of the anchoring rope to our bound feet. She wound rope around our bodies, crossing our bellies and torsos with thick bands of white rope. Michelle gave me a hopeless expression.
Once we were securely bound, Sabrina grabbed a bottle of vodka and a bottle of bourbon and splashed some of both over our clothes. She unwrapped a condom and jammed it into my blouse pocket. She spritzed some men's cologne over the mess. She doused us both with some of the liquor.
She looked at her watch and whistled.
"Only a half hour to go girls." she announced.
Neither one of us were in any condition to do anything about it though. We were pretty well beaten. Michelle tugged half-heartedly at her bonds, looking at me at with sad blue eyes.
Sabrina unzipped a little bag and produced a syringe and a tiny clear bottle of liquid. It had to be the chemical she planned to use on us to make us appear drunk. If everything went to plan, we would look the picture of two girls who shirked their corporate responsibilities to have a good time. Everything else would be negated by that and any unusual marks we had would be attributed to a particularly "wild time".
Sabrina loaded the syringe and swabbed my arm with alcohol. I fidgeted by didn't really struggle to escape the needle. It was almost a quarter inch away from my arm when there was a knock on the door. Sabrina stopped and looked at Michelle and me. She pressed a finger to her lips.
"Who is it?" she called.
"Redbird." the man replied.
Sabrina relaxed visibly, "Just a second."
She answered the door," You're early, I haven't even given them the…" that was as far as she got before a palm closed over her mouth, squelching the sound. Five men in trenchcoats barged in, three of them bearing her down on the floor. Sabrina bucked and kicked, effectively pinned "Is she the one?" asked one of her attackers.
The two other men nodded," Yes, that's the bitch who got my sales reps last year. She tied'em up and made them miss their contract times.
I lost millions." said one. It was Bill Glass, sales manager for the Silk
N' More Stockings.
"Me too. The little sow made it look like mine were drunk and partying instead of working. I lost two good employees and a lot of money to her." It was James Edwards, head of Satin Touch Lingerie.
"Good thing we spotted her in the restaurant." said one of her assailants.
"Good thing her contact was such a wuss. So what do you want done with her?" asked the man with his hand over her mouth.
"Give her a piece of her own medicine." said Mr. Edwards.
"I agree, let's put this bitch on ice."
The three assailants wrestled Sabrina over onto her belly on the floor and tied her hands behind her back with some thin black rope. She fought as hard as she could, but there were too many bodies pressing down on her. Her feet were tied next and then her knees.
"Got that gag ready?" asked the man holding her mouth shut,"
She's biting the hell outta my hand!"
"Here ya go.'" said the one tying her knees together. He handed him a familiar looking foam rubber ball and a roll of duct tape.
They pulled Sabrina upright and he stuffed the ball into her gaping mouth then applied the tape quickly. He wound it tightly around her head four times then tore it off and smoothed it down. Sabrina made quiet, desperate sounds behind the tape. They tied her upper arms to her sides with more black cord before leaving her to struggle and fume on the floor.
"Now what about those two?" asked one of Sabrina's captors.
"Check'em out." Mr. Glass snapped.
One of the men crossed the room and dug out the wallet from my suit jacket.
"Simply Fabulous Stocking Company." He read out loud," I bet the other one is too."
The two company reps snorted derisively.
"They're the competition too. They've got all the business shares practically."
"But at least they got it honestly." one of the other three defended.
"Like it makes a difference."
"True."
"So?" the attacker asked emphatically.
"Leave'em here." Said Mr. Glass with an edge in his voice, "
We'll call someone to untie them after the contract periods are up. I may be a bastard. But I'm not a damned bastard."
"Good enough. Let's go."
And so they were gone, leaving the three of us helplessly struggling inside the hotel suite. An hour after contracts were settled, a very surprised looking maintenance man opened the door and found us still securely tied and gagged. We reported the whole matter to the authorities and they arrested
Sabrina for corporate sabotage, felonious restraint, assault and conspiracy to defraud. the other men who attacked her were never found and never prosecuted.
We may have lost the contracts, but at least we had the evidence to save our reputations at work.
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