Convention Bondage II
A Detective Chronicles Story By Mad Max - Photo By The KidnapHer

Sasha felt like she was on an emotional roller coaster. One hour ago, she was the Queen
of The Ball, strutting through the Gameplayers Convention with a costume that showed
off all her assets, preening as she turned the heads of males and females alike. Then
things had gotten better--- she had struck up an innuendo-filled conversation with the
baddest warrior in our Realms: yours truly.  She had invited me up to her room and
anticipated making some RL magic--- until Paige, her IG lesbian wife, had ambushed her
in a jealous rage and forced the statuesque redhead into Paige's room instead.

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Now Sasha was kneeling on the floor, her pretty outfit cut to shreds by her
vengeful online mate, thinking to herself what an awful time this
Convention had turned out to be. Quickly, it got worse.

"You tramp, I can't believe you were talking to a man" Paige hissed, and the ballgag
that filled Sasha's mouth prevented any response. "I think you need to be cleansed
and purified" the brunette continued, and went to the bathroom and began to fill the tub. 
"Let's see if you can get yourself out of this one".

Sasha tried frantically to do just that, rolling around the hotel room in a panic, her
body straining against the ropes that circled her lush frame. But she had no luck at
all, and found herself being dragged by her feet towards the rapidly filling tub. 
What might have happened if I hadn't come to the rescue, we'll never know---
Paige is really crazy enough to have dumped Sasha in!

Luckily, I had sweet-talked a maid into letting me into Paige's room, and my eyes
bugged out of my head when I saw what was happening. I pounced on Paige, who
fought back wickedly--- I guess years brawling swamp trolls had taught her
something about RL fighting.  It was all I could do to force Paige to the ground;
I can't say I didn't enjoy it. Once I got on top of her, I was able to get some of the
rope left over from tying up Sasha onto the dark beauty's wrists and ankles.

But I got another surprise when I went over to un-gag Sasha.  The fiery redhead was so incensed at her brush with danger that now SHE wanted murder!  She cursed Paige and begged me to drop the squirming brunette into the tub! I put another gag in her angry mouth and sat down to watch them both struggle as I thought things through.

Clearly, both of these girls were as insane as they were hot. And both of them were
bound and gagged, so it only seemed fair to pull off Paige's dress, stockings and
thong so they could both be equally naked. I decided to put them to a test: I matched
rope for rope around both women and placed them back to back on the bed. 
"Whoever gets free first wins" I announced as I left the room, "and the winner
decides what to do with the other." I didn't see either of them until the next
morning, when they appeared at the breakfast buffet arm in arm. It seems
that in their struggles to get free, their passion got the better of their fury...