Reporter Perils: Information for Bondage?
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May 23, 2019
tarring: Dixie Comet, Elizabeth Andrews & David Andrews
Mr. Little sent Dixie and myself on an assignment to gain information about a certain individual. His name was Pedro. Mr. Little had a little bird that told him that Pedro was helping out with the arm dealers. He would supply them with vital parts they needed. If we wanted to track him down we needed to talk to this mustached man about his current purchase history. Mr. Little also told us that the man was a bit kinky and if we brought him some goodies, like ourselves and some rope, he would probably be more willing to give over the purchase information and perhaps even more.
Dixie and I walked into this man's bare workshop, unsure of what we were getting ourselves into. I was wearing a short white top that tied in the front, a jean pencil skirt and knee high stiletto boots. Dixie had on a cute red skirt that flared out, black top and high heels. We introduced ourselves to the man and told him why we were there. He should have been expecting us, from the information I gathered from Mr. Little. I told him that we heard he was a little kinky and we brought some goodies for him to play with as long as he could give us the address and purchase history for Pedro. He opened the bag and saw a bunch of nylon rope and two ball gags. The mustached man seemed very pleased. He gave us Pedro's address without hesitation and I wondered why he knew it off the top of his head. Did he deliver the parts that were needed himself? Did Pedro assemble the arms in his home? This is something I would need to investigate later. The mustached man was eager to get started with the kinky part of the deal. He asked Dixie if she knew how to tie and she said she had tied a few women up before. I gave her a baffled look and she told me not to judge her. Mustached man gave her directions on exactly how to tie me as I bugged him about the purchase history. He kept putting it off and I had been in this situation before with the strip club owner. I was starting to doubt that I would get what we came after.
Dixie tied my elbows and wrists behind my back at the man's commands. She then moved to my boots and tied my ankles. I could tell the man was getting irritated at our constant questions so I tried to move the questions to more common things, like if he went to certain strip clubs. He of course didn't because women don't get tied up at strip clubs and that is all he was interested in. I was starting to wonder if the information he was going to give us was real or if he was just getting his rocks off. Either way I couldn't ask him because he shoved one of the ball gags in my mouth and moved to tie Dixie up. She didn't like that one bit. She was only interested in tying people up but I told her behind my gag that we needed this information. The people connected with the arms dealer kept growing and if we could put all these people behind bars or at least expose them then it would really help our career.
He tied her elbows, wrists and ankles together before shoving a ball gag in her mouth. I kept trying to ask him questions as drool flowed from my gag. Little drool bubbles formed around it. Dixie was not happy with that sight. She was drooling all over her black blouse as well. The man then put us in matching kneeling hogties and announced that he was going to go " warm up" the computer and grab some food. I knew we were screwed at that point. But at least we did get Pedro's address. Dixie and I struggled with our knots trying to reach each others but the dexterity in our fingers just wasn't there. We wondered if the guy was ever coming back to let us out of his bondage game or if it was just a set up. I perched up on my boots putting myself in a squatting position. I tried to stand but the rope attached from my elbows to my ankles was too taut. I don't know how I'm going to explain all of this to Mr. Little. I just hope he is happy with Pedro's address.