Jasmine Black was in Las Vegas for a commercial photography session.
She was chloroformed from behind by Cynthia White, and left bound
and gagged.
After untying herself, she tied Cynthia to a chair and gagged her.
They formed an alliance against Annette Brown, but she got away while
they were tying and gagging two showgirls.
Jasmine was born in Hawaii.
Her looks showed that she was a native Hawaiian.
She had long, very straight, very black hair that went down to the
small of her back.
Her skin was ultra smooth and light brown.
Her waist was thin and she had long legs.
She met so many people while she had traveled the world when her mother
was a CIA operative, and she still had the contacts to show for it.
Jasmine could tell about people, especially Cynthia.
She was now showing her humanitarian side and was helping Cynthia with
her financial situation.
Jasmine had been contacted about another photography session.
She discussed this with Cynthia and found out she had done one
commercial as a foot model.
Jasmine asked that Cynthia would be the second model for the session.
No one was going to argue with Jasmine, because she was the highest paid
foot model in the world.
Cynthia had long, straight, naturally platinum blond hair that fell to
the bottom of her shoulder blades.
She had smooth, white skin and also had legs and a small waist like
Jasmine's.
Cynthia was born in Chicago and was Swedish.
She liked martial arts and had a black belt in Tae Kwon Do.
She thought it was such a trick of fate when she found out that Jasmine
was a foot model.
It made her happy that she could make the money that she needed on
photography sessions with her new friend Jasmine.
They were still in the same hotel room because the session was in
Las Vegas.
The air conditioning had finally been fixed and it was not uncomfortable
in the room, instead of hot and sweaty.
They were both in the process of getting ready for the photography
session.
Jasmine was painting her fingernails and toenails a bright red.
Cynthia was painting her fingernails blue, with a rhinestone on each
finger, and her toenails a metalic blue with a rhinestone on each of
her big toes.
"Our hands and feet are certainly looking good for this," Cynthia said.
"Yes, now we just have to put on some clothes before we go," Jasmine
pointed to the closet.
They were both sitting in chairs with white satin bras and panties on.
Jasmine watched as Cynthia went to the closet and pulled out her white
strapless dress.
It was low cut to show off her cleavage and short to show off her legs.
Jasmine was putting on sheer black stockings.
Then she pulled on a tight red tube top to match her nail polish.
The top barely covered her breasts.
Next she pulled on a skimpy pair of red shorts.
They were tight enough that the outline of her sex could be seen from a
distance.
They both selected the same shoe style.
They were high heels, four inches.
They were silver with two thin straps over the toes and a strap around
the back of the ankle.
They both finished by putting on Cynthia's red lipstick and light blue
eye shadow.
Crystal Maze was on a mission.
She had to get to the location of the photography session before her
targets.
The long, straight, jet black hair down to her waist was due to her
Vietnamese heritage.
She had on a black dress with very thin straps over her shoulders.
She loved scarves, so she had two long scarves around her neck.
One was black, the other was white.
She had on black vinyl pumps with two inch heels.
She wore red lipstick with light green eyeshadow.
She had used mascara to make her lashes long.
She checked the bag over her shoulder to make sure she had everything
she needed.
Chloroform, clean white hand rags, plenty of half inch, white nylon
ropes already cut to length.
She went to the front door of the photographer's house.
It was in a cul-de-sac, all by itself with an attached garage.
She had parked her van in front.
She rang the doorbell.
The photographer's assistant invited her inside.
She was still wearing her bikini from swimming in the pool in the
backyard.
The photographer was still upstairs.
They went into the studio which was on the first floor of the large
house, next to the garage.
Crystal was walking behind the girl when she said it was her
eighteenth birthday.
Crystal said "happy birthday" and immediately closed the distance to
the teenager.
She reached into her bag, pulled out the chloroform soaked rag,
and put it over the young girls mouth while grabbing her slim waist
with the other arm.
"Mmmpph," the young girl began struggling.
"Nnn, mmmpph", her hand was trying to pull the hand over her mouth away
while she was reaching out in front of her with the other.
Her moaning and struggling subsided slowly into nothing as she lost
consciousness.
Crystal grabbed her under the arms and put her in a chair.
The photographer was tall with long legs.
She had on a white blouse, blue skirt that went to just inches above her
knees, light blue stockings over her pale white legs.
She heard the doorbell and thought her subjects were early for their
session.
She had no time for makeup now, she had to finish reviewing her notes for
the session so she would be ready.
The chair was small and almost all metalic.
The back was not as wide as the assistant's back and was slightly
short of the top of her neck.
It did have one metal crossbar underneath.
Crystal started tying her hands behind her back with her wrists crossed
with several turns of the rope both horizontally and vertically,
tying the knot above her wrists, out of reach of fingers.
She then tied several loops of rope around her waist and the chair
with the knot tied in front.
This left her hands tied between her back and the back of the chair.
She took two more ropes and tied the first below her chest a couple
of times with the knot in front and the other above her chest the
same way.
She took two more pieces of rope and wrapped the first around her
thighs, just above the knees, cinching it tight with two turns between
her legs, tying the knot on top.
The second rope was tied just below her knees the same way with the knot
tied in front.
She pulled out the last two ropes and dropped the bag on the floor.
She tied the rope just above her ankles with a couple of loops between
her ankles, with the knot cinched tight in front.
The last rope was tied around her ankle rope, then tied to the crossbar
under the chair, pulling her bare feet tight under the chair.
Her toes were bent now, and Crystal noticed they had been painted black.
As she stood up behind the teenager and she thought that she would
look good too in that same bikini the birthday girl was wearing.
She peeled off some of the medical tape, it was three inches wide and
it was clear enough that you could almost see through it.
She put it over the tied up girls's mouth so that it went from ear to
ear.
The teenage birthday girl was now completely bound and gagged.
The photographer was finished reading her notes and was prepared for the
session.
She went down the stairs in her stocking feet.
There was a woman standing in front of the door to the studio.
"Hello, you are here a little early," she said as she approached the
studio door.
"Yes," she replied as she readied for the woman to open the door.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw her assistant tied to a chair
and gagged, apparently knocked out.
She put her hand over the mouth of the photographer and pulled her
wrist behind her back.
"Mmmpph," she was moaning but not struggling.
"Don't do anything stupid, I do not want to hurt either of you."
"Ummm, mmmpph," she moaned because the words could not escape the hand
gagging her mouth.
She forced her to sit in the chair.
She got the ropes from the bag on the floor and began tying her the same
way as her assistant.
As her hands and torso were being tied, she asked "why are you tying us
up like this?"
"Just cooperate and do not worry about it," she said as she finished
tying her legs and feet the same way so that her toes were bent also.
"Please, you don't have to gag us, we may not be found for two hours,
this is ... mmmpph!"
The tape silenced her complaints.
"Mmmpph, nnnn!"
She wanted to explain but the tape gag was tight.
Her loud moaning was waking up her assistant.
Crystal walked out the door to wait for her targets, "I will let them
know you are all tied up right now."
Jasmine and Cynthia were walking out of the hotel as Crystal was waiting
at their destination.
The click of their heels on the marble steps was clear.
Their silver high heel sandals were certainly drawing the attention
of admirers.
"I hope this session goes better than the last one." Jasmine said.
"You mean when I knocked you out and you woke up in a bind?"
"Mmmpph, nnn, mmmpph," her assistant was awake and moaning through
the gag over her mouth.
They were both struggling against the ropes tying them to the chairs.
She noticed their hands had been tied behind their backs, between them
and the backs of their chairs.
They would not be able to use their hands to untie each other.
Her assistant's feet were bare, but she could not use her toes to untie
the ropes because of the way they were tied so tightly under the chair.
They could not use their teeth to untie each other because their lips
were sealed with the tape gagging their mouths.
"Mmmm," her assistant kept moaning as they continued struggling against
their ropes.
She was trying to loosen the bonds around her torso.
She was moving her arms in an up and down motion.
One side would go up while the other went down, this was moving the
ropes around her chest.
One of her buttons had come loose because of the struggle.
"Mmmpph, ummmm," she then looked up and noticed her assistant struggling
the same way.
Her breasts were slowly coming out of her very tight bikini.
She could see the teenager's legs were turning red where her bare legs
were struggling against the ropes.
Her legs were moving back and forth, pulling at the ropes tying her
feet to the chair underneath.
She could not completely straighten out her toes because of the way her
feet were tied under the chair.
The struggling motion allowed the balls of her feet to come off the
floor enough for her toes to bend at less of an angle.
"Mmmpph, mmmpph, nnnn," she was trying to let her assistant know that
the struggling was no good.
She then noticed her own legs were wriggling against the ropes
because she heard the sound of her stockings rubbing against each other.
"Mmmpph," was her assistant's reply as she felt her toes bending and
being relieved with her legs struggling against the ropes.
They looked at each other and their eyes both got wide with the fear of
being helplessly bound and gagged.
Crystal knew she had some time.
She pulled her van into the attached garage.
She came back into the house and took a rag and soaked it with
chloroform.
She heard the click of heels as her two targets were approaching the
front door.
She hid the rag behind her back.
She let the two into the house and closed the door.
"Please wait right here, while I show you something special I have
for you." she motioned for Jasmine to go into the garage.
"I will wait right here for you," Cynthia said and turned away.
Jasmine walked in front of her and her wet cloth had not been seen by
Cynthia.
Jasmine opened the door to the garage and saw the van.
Crystal close the door behind them.
"Now what, I thought ... mmmpph!" Jasmine gasped.
She had taken in a large amount of the chloroform because she was
taken by surprise.
She thought to herself that this was the second time as she passed out.
Crystal caught her under the thighs and under her back as she was
falling.
She carried her into the back of the van and layed her down on her
stomach.
She began by tying her hands behind her back with her palms together,
wrapping the rope several times before cinching it tight with a couple
of loops between the wrists, tying the knot behind her hands.
Next, she tied some rope around her arms just below the elbows,
bringing her arms together until they touched, cinching it the same
as the wrist knot.
She tied her thighs just above the knees, knotting them the same way.
She then tied her feet just above the ankles, cinching it tight the
same way except the knot was tied in front of her feet.
The last rope was tied between her hands and feet with the knots next to
the wrist and ankle knots.
Her hands were almost touching her feet.
She then took some medical tape and placed it tightly over her bright red
lips, completely covering her face.
Satisfied that her first target was completely bound and gagged, she
left the garage.
Crystal came back into the house.
"Where's Jasmine?" Cynthia asked.
"She will be with us shortly."
Crystal decided to subdue her later because she wanted to make the
telephone call first.
She started dialing the numbers.
"Mmmpph," Jasmine was waking up.
She knew that she had been left tied up with her mouth gagged just like
the last time she had been chloroformed.
"Nnnn, mmmpph," she was moaning and beginning to struggle against
the ropes.
She knew she could escape, but it would take some time.
She was bound into a tight hogtie.
She rolled over onto her side to get more comfortable while she was
untying herself.
She bent her knees up a little toward her chest so that her arms were
now tight against her back.
This eased the strain against her shoulder created by having her hands
and feet tied behind her back so tight.
She began the struggling to free herself.
She was pulling her arms against each other, pulling at the ropes tying
them together at the wrists and elbows.
They were working in a sliding motion against each other because they
were tied so tight that they were touching.
Cynthia heard a noise while Crystal was on her call.
She walked over to the door to the studio.
Mmmpph, mmmpph," she heard through the door.
She knew that was the sound of moaning from behind a gag.
She moved toward Crystal quickly and grabbed her from behind
interrupting her sentence.
"Ouch!" she yelped as both her arms were pulled behind her back.
"What have you done with my friend?" as she pushed her onto the floor.
"I have nothing to say," as she saw Cynthia noticing the bag full of
ropes next to her on the floor.
She took out the first rope and put her wrists behind her back crossed
while she sat on her back.
She tied her wrists with the rope a few times horizontally and
vertically, tying the knot under her wrists, out of reach.
Next she tied another rope around her waist and her hands, winding the
last of the binding under her hands and tying the knot next to the
wrist knot.
She took more rope from the bag and tied several loops around her legs
just above the knees, tying a few turns between her thighs, finishing
with the knot behind her knees.
She tied the next rope just above her ankles the same way.
She looked at the binder that had become the bindee and noticed the
two long scarves around her neck.
She took them off and rolled the black scarf up into a tight ball.
Crystal's eye got wide when she saw this, "You don't have to gag me!"
Cynthia laid the white scarf out flat and folded it into a wide strip.
"I'll be a good girl, I promise."
She ignore the helpless villainness' pleas, then put the black scarf
inside the white scarf, rolled the white scarf up making a very
effective gag the way Jasmine had done to her.
"Please, nnnnf ..." she cut off her pleas pulling the gag tight
between her teeth.
She pulled on the gag real hard forcing her to arch up at the back of
her neck.
This forced the gag into her mouth even tighter.
She tied the knot twice behind her head.
"There you go honey, you will stay out of trouble bound hand and foot
with this gag tied in your mouth."
"Mmmpph, mmmpph!"
She got up leaving her helpless captive struggling against her bonds
on the floor.
Cynthia went into the garage and heard the sound of struggling against
ropes inside the van.
Jasmine was hogtied, she looked up at her and moaned because she was
close to wiggling out of the ropes.
Cynthia climbed into the van and knelt down beside her, then
started slowly pulling the gag off of her lips.
"Mmmm, that feels better."
Jasmine said as her mouth was being freed from the tape gag.
"I believe this tie up position is familiar to you."
Cynthia said while untying her ropes.
"Yes, this is the way you had me roped up and gagged, with my hands
and feet tied behind my back like this."
"She came up behind me and used that chloroform on me," she said as
she motioned her head toward the wet rag.
She got up out of the van after her legs and feet were finished being
untied.
They went into the house where Jasmine saw the villainness on the floor
struggling to get free from the ropes.
"How does it feel to be tied up with a gag in your mouth?"
Cynthia motioned toward the studio door.
"Mmmpph, nnnf, mmmpph!"
They heard the muffled sounds from behind the gags of the two hostages.
It was obvious they had both been struggling hard against the ropes,
the rope burns showed up especially on their legs because of the
way their feet had been tied under the chairs.
"Mmmm, thank you."
The photographer was so happy to be ungagged.
"Thank goodness you two showed up," her assistant said as the tape was
peeled from her lips.
They began untying the ropes around their chests and waists.
"She left us tied up so tight with our hands useless like this, we
could not get away."
Their hands were now being untied.
"We have been fighting against the ropes, but it just did no good."
"We were moaning as loud as we could with our mouths gagged with the
tape, hoping someone would hear us."
Their legs were being untied now.
"I see the way she tied your feet under the chairs was very
uncomfortable, forcing your toes into this bent position."
They were both breathing sighs of relief now that their feet were
being untied.
Jasmine and Cynthia helped them walk, very gingerly, into the room where
their former captor was now helpless and wriggling on the floor.
Jasmine reached down and grabbed Crystal by the neck.
"Are you going to tell us who you work for?"
Cynthia searched Crystal's bag and found a telephone number.
"Here it is." Cynthia handed it to Jasmine.
Jasmine dialed the digits and waited.
"Hi there, your planned failed, we have her bound and gagged here with
us at the photographer's, what are you going to do?"
There was a loud click.
"Mmmpph!"
Crystal looked up after hearing Annette abandoning her to her captors.
"Call the police." Cynthia said.
