6 . #3
William laughed and jumped away, then peeled another strip of tape from the roll and stepped over to Nala, who was still pleading with him.
“No wait I’ll be quiet! Really, you don’t have to do that to me! I promise I won’t-MMMPH!” The princesses exhortations were cut off by a strip of duct tape being pressed over her lips.
“Mmmmph! Nnnnnmmooo!” Nala cried as more tape was placed over her mouth.
“Hrrrrummph! Mmmmmph!” Adriana grunted, turning her head to see William applying strip after strip of tape over Nala’s mouth much like he had done to Adriana.
“Hlllp! Hhhlllpp mmmhh! Hhhrrrmmp!” The princess whined as more tape was added.
“Sttthhpp hhtttt! Stthhhp! Hhrrry!” Adriana fumed, still tugging at the tape securing her to Nala.
William finished with the final strip of tape over Nala’s mouth, and then grasped one of her breasts like he had Adriana.
“Hrrrrmmp!” Nala whined.
“Gggggrmph!” Adriana huffed.
The photographer stepped around and stood in front of the two bound and gagged women, leering at their half naked bodies as they struggled, and then turned to gesture to the TV in the corner.
On the screen, the evil neighbor was now being lead out of the house in handcuffs as the heroic Sheriff gloated on his victory.
“As you can see, Sheriff Washington caught onto the villain’s deception and arrested him,” William explained. “Of course, the intrepid police man still hasn’t realized that the bad guy has Mrs. Americana bound and gagged on the second floor.”
“Hmmmph!” Adriana grunted, her attention split between the television and the photographer.
“Eemmph!” Nala squeaked.
“Well, looks like you’ll be joining your father in prison.” On the television, Sheriff Washington smiled at the handcuffed villain, puffing out his chest in pride.
The handcuffed villain stood in the doorway, being lead out by two deputies, when once again there was the sound of Mrs. Americana pounding her feet on the floor above. A look of panic registered on the villain’s face as he looked up at the sound.
“Well,” Sheriff Washington looked up at the sound as well. “Looks like you won’t be fixing that loose shudder after all. Get him out of here boys.”
With that the deputies dragged the protesting villain out of the house.
“Whhhht!” Adriana fumed, momentarily taken in by the cheesy old TV show.
This sheriff really is an idiot! How could he not realize that the tapping was a bound and gagged woman upstairs signaling for help?
William laughed, noticing how Adriana had temporarily forgotten her plight in favor of the TV show.
“You see this is one of my favorite episodes of the show, despite it being light on bondage compared to some other episodes.” He explained, making his way back to his camera.
“Hmmmmph! Mmmmph!” Adriana grunted, returning her attention to getting free.
“Hlllpph! Nnnnnnooo! Ummm…” Nala was steadily mewing into her gag.
“You see, normally Sheriff Washington shows up to rescue Mrs. Americana when she gets tied up.” William stepped behind the camera and motioned to the TV.
On the screen, it was an exterior shot of the villain being lead out of the house to a waiting police car.
Through a brightly lit second floor window, Mrs. Americana could be seen, still tied to the chair, gagged, and struggling valiantly, her large breasts still heaving up and down as she fought against her bonds.
“But there was a handful of episodes that ended with Mrs. Americana not being rescued, leaving it up to the viewers to use their imaginations to figure out how the superheroine got free.”
William leaned over and pressed a button on the camera, and a moment later there was a blinding flash as it snapped a photo.
“Ufff!” Adriana grunted.
“Eeeph!” Nala whined.
On the television, the end credits of the show flashed across the screen as the image faded out on the exterior shot of the house with Mrs. Americana still bound and gagged in the window, struggling.
“Of course the very next episode never addresses how Mrs. Americana managed to get free, or even references the events of the previous episode.” William continued, snapping another photo.
“Hrrryy stmmpph!” Adriana grunted, glaring at the photographer, who laughed and snapped another photo.
“Ummm hmmph! Nmmnno!” Nala pleaded.
“Oh I like that, one defiant, one scared.” William smiled, and snapped another photo.
“Ummfff!”
“Mmmnoo ppfffsss sthppp!”
“Nnnnoo! Nnnnnmoo nnhhh!”
But their muffled screams seemed to fuel the photographer as he snapped more and more photos of their bound helplessness.
“Ummmphh hmmph!”
“Mmmmm gmmmph!”
William snapped a few more photos then stood up and bit his lip while eying up the two helpless women. Adriana knew that whatever he had up his sleeve, it wasn’t good. Then he stepped out from behind the camera and approached the bound women, pulling something silver from his pocket as he did.
Adriana froze, her nipples going erect against her bra as soon as she saw it glint under the light.
A knife. The photographer casually flicked the blade open as he stepped towards his captives.
“Hmmph! Mmmm hmmmph! Mmm!” She cried, trying to twist away.
“Nnnphh! Mmmph hmmph!” Nala moaned, also seeing the weapon in William’s hand.
“Hmmph! Nnnnmmoph! Nnnnoo! Hhhhmph!” Adriana cried as he stood over her, knife in hand.
Then he reached out, grabbed the strap of her bra, and with a flick of the blade cut it.
“Whhht!?” She looked down, barely registering her cut bra strap before he cut the other one.
“Hrrry!” Her fear turned to indignation as she glared at him.
William reached behind her, unclasped the bra, and then pulled, letting her small but perky fake breasts fall free.
“Hrrrmph! Sthhp!” Her nostrils flared, and her flesh raised, both from the adrenaline and embarrassment.
Then he reached down and grabbed the small, white strap of her thong and sliced it with the knife.
“Nnnnpph! Shhhttp!” She pleaded, but he shifted to her other side and used the knife to cut the remaining strap.
“Urrggh!” She fumed, glaring at him, daring him to try something new.
William stepped in front of her, holding the sliced straps of her thong, and pulled the undergarment out from between her legs.
“Ulllp! Eeeph!” Adriana cried in embarrassment, now completely naked.
Her entire muscular form was completely exposed, and she flexed and strained anew, trying in vain to get free. As she did, William stepped behind her and cut one of the straps to Nala’s bra.
“Ummmph!” The princess cried, barely having time to react before William cut her other strap.
Much like Adriana, he reached behind Nala’s back, unclasped her bra, and ripped away her bra, exposing the princesses large, round breasts.
“Hmmph! Mmmmm hmmph!” Nala whined, trying to twist away as William grabbed one of the straps to her thong and cut it.
“Mmmph! Hmmm hmmmph!” She cried in vain as the photographer cut her other strap.
Just like before, William pulled the white panties out from between Nala’s legs, leaving the princess naked and exposed much like the muscular Brazilian.
“Mmmmph! Ummm ggmm!” Nala moaned, twisting and pulling against the tape securing her to Adriana.
Instead of stepping back behind his camera, William leered at Nala’s naked body for a moment, and then reached out and grasped one of her breasts.
“Sthhp! Hmmmpph mmmph!” She protested.
“Sthhhph hhht! Hrrry!” Adriana twisted around, still trying her intimidation tactic.
William instead stepped around, reached behind Nala, and groped both of her large breasts.
“Ummm hmmph! Mmphh sthhp!” The Princess moaned, trying to twist out of his grip.
“Ummm mmmhh gghhdd stthhp hhtt!” Adriana spat, but William persisted, his grasping at Nala’s large breasts.
“Ummm ahhh pprrrnnccss! Yhhh Hhhrrr mmhh!” Nala grumbled through her gag, but if William heard or understood, he gave no indication.
Instead, her clamped one hand over her taped mouth, and continued to grope her breasts with the other.
“Ummm gghmmph! Hhhlp!” Nala cried.
“Stthhph! Gmmmff hhhwwyy fhhmmm hhhhuhh!” Adriana chimed in.
It was a mistake. William turned his attention to her, reaching around from behind to grab her breasts.
“Umm hmmmf! Sthhhp! Ggrrhmmmph!” She cried, flexing and straining with all of her might to rip out of the duct tape and tear the photographer’s head off.
But it was no use, and he only seemed to feed off of her struggles, grasping and clutching at her breasts with more ferocity.
“Ggrrrmmm hmmph! Mmmph! Uhhh kkkhh mmhh! Uhhh wwhnnn uuhh ggghh mnnno!” She cried, turning red from her anger and humiliation at his hands.
William let go of Adriana’s breasts, walked across the photo area, and back behind his camera.
“Ummm hmmmf! Mmmpph!” Nala whined.
“Grrrmmm hmmmph!” Adriana mumbled.
He snapped another photo, and another. All the while the two naked, helpless women struggled.
After taking a few more, he stood up, stepped out from behind the camera, and stared at his two captives.
Both women froze and watched their captor, their naked chests heaving up and down in anticipation of what he would do next.
His eyes seemed to take in the sight of them, and then he took out his phone.