Briarcliff Manor (Kinky-Bunny and Sophia)

[Esoterica]

It had been a heavy night of partying for Jessica Turner. Her head was pounding, and as she opened her eyes in the dimly lit room, she tried to remember what had happened the night before. Did she go home with some ugly person that was going to make her vomit that much more easily than what she might from a typical hangover? Her stomach was feeling a little queasy, but something was wrong. Jesse was not lying in bed next to someone. She was alone in the bed, when she expected to be laying beside someone, even if she did not know them or remember going home with them the night before.

Her hazy memory was not the only problem. The biggest problem was that she was bound, tied to each of the corners of the old bed, laying helpless, and unable to get loose as she struggled against the ropes that bound her. Her mouth was not gagged however, and so she was free to scream her head off, which she immediately began to do. "Help--Someone help me! H-e-l-p!" She glanced over to the side, and that was when she noticed the hole in the wall. Someone else was in the adjacent room, bound, the same as she was.

 

[kinky-bunny]

Claire woke up with a sharp jolt as she heard the screaming for help though her body was roughly jolted back held back by thick rope binds spreading her out in an X shape. Her own panic set in as she began to come around her head pounding like she had been hard by some blunt object. She laid there taking in deep breaths trying to stay calm as screaming was only a waste of energy as she had no idea where she was. Her own night had been long as she was at a friend's party in city and missing the train to the station where she parked her car. The last thing she could remember was waiting as her phone died before she woke up here. She wasn't much of a party person or even a heavy drinker. Claire had only gone since it had been a while since she last saw her friend even though she would have preferred to spend the night in reading.

It took Claire a bit to get used to the dim light as she wrinkled her nose and shuck her head back trying to adjust her glasses back onto the bridge of her nose. " Hey, psst." Claire whispered trying to draw the attention of the other girl. "Calm down, screaming isn't the best idea right now. You're just wasting energy and god knows who you'll attract doing so." Claire keeping her voice low as she didn't exactly want to signal to who ever was nearby that they were awake." I'm Claire what's your name?" She added trying to inch her head as close to the opening as possible so the two could better see and hear each other.

 

[Esoterica]

As the other woman spoke, somehow the sound of another voice was comforting and reassuring, at least the voice of another captive. It doubled the chance that she would be able to escape, with the two women putting their minds together, perhaps they would be able to come up with a plan, overpower the individuals that had captured them, and get out of this place, wherever it was. She had been in every room in the house that hosted the party from earlier, and she knew that she was no longer there, but that thought was disturbing and not reassuring in any way, because that meant they had been taken to a secondary location, and that she had no idea where she was or the layout of this place, and therefore, she had no idea what was the way out.

The ropes that bound them were tight and unforgiving, as was the dim light that illuminated the place around her. Even this little bit of light bothered her eyes, and she could not but help wonder what was in store for the two of them once their captors came. She realized Claire was right, and drawng attention to herself was a bad idea, but it was already too late. She tried to stop her heavy breathing and pounding heart, turning her head in Claire's direction, and saying. "My name is Jesse."

 

[kinky-bunny]

Claire let out a slight sigh of relief as her roommate so to speak had stopped screaming and seen her logic in trying to stay hidden for as long as possible. "Wish we met under better circumstances but good to know I'm not alone." Claire whispered keeping her voice down still. She remained quiet her eyes straining to scan the dimly lit room though there wasn't much focus on. She could vaguely make out dresser and a metal chair but over all the room was pretty bare. "I guessing your tied up too?" Claire asked as she couldn't see all of her new friend through the hole.

Outside in the hall Jesse's screams had already drawn some unwanted attention as heavy footsteps could be heard in the hall echoing and slowly growing louder. Claire cursed silently to herself as she rolled over a bit closing her eyes pretending to be knocked out still. The door to her room creaked opened and a flashlight scanned the room before the door was shut. A tall blonde kicked open the door to Jesse's room with a loud thud shining the bright light on her face. The guard was dress very plainly in a black tank and dark green pants masking most of her curves. "Nice to see one of you is awake. Now why don't I give you a real reason to scream." The guard joked grabbing a chair and dragged it over to the bed with a loud screech. She took seat not saying anything as her hands gently traced over her body before she gave her cheek a few soft taps.

 

[Esoterica]

"Don't touch me!" Jesse said, after the shock from the guard entering the room finally hit home. Her words were jarring, and her fear at what the woman might do to her filled her to near overflowing. The woman's touch had begun as gentle, almost seductive like a lover's but Jesse would have to bet, that wasn't going to continue. "Don't fucking touch me!" Jesse said, grunting as she struggled harder against the ropes that bound her.

Jesse was trying very hard to keep a clear head, but as the domme that was guarding her, a woman with long red hair dressed in black latex, pulled out a knife, Jesse's eyes got really, really wide. Her mind went dark imagining all the things the other woman would do to her now. She was laying there, with a blue crop top and knee-length black skirt that she had been wearing to the party the night before.

As she watched, the intimidatingly beautiful redhead began cutting away at the crop top she was wearing, carefully down the middle, exposing the black bra she wore underneath. Jesse was at a loss for words, at the moment, as the woman ran the blade in a frighteningly seductive way up and down her chest, over her heart, making her wonder if she would simply stab her in the chest quickly and be done with it. Jesse kind of doubted it.