The Isle of Bondage

Clad in differnt bathing suits, ten women find themselves at the mercy of the Guardian Agency Group's leader, Jhana. They are stuck within a complex simulation in which their entire bodies have somehow been entrapped. Whatever technical (or even magical) wizardry Jhana pulled off to do this has landed them on a strange island where women bind and gag other women. This is each of their tales. You will navigate them through the perils of the island with your choices. There are no dead ends and capture is sometimes avoidable. It's up to you to discern when. Let's begin on... [[The Isle of Bondage!->beginning]]

We follow each of the ten women as they must navigate their way out of this simulation by escaping their captors or rescuing the others. Jhana has set strict rules that anyone taken captive must defeat their captors, escape their bonds, or be rescued to count as a proper escape and everyone must be free at the end of 24 hours to end the simulation. Of course, if someone evades her captors it will also count. But Jhana will not make things so easy to evade. We begin with the ten women standing in a group along a wide, crowded beach. Each is wearing a different swimsuit and each reacts differently to the news of being trapped inside a simulation that seems more than just a piece of technological wizardry. Artema, ever the leader, attempts to keep everyone calm. It becomes immediately apparent that one among them is missing. Aurora, the world's greatest thief, had been dragged into the simulation as well. The two powerful women seem to have had a falling out and Aurora was initially with the Agency group and her henchwoman, Farrah. But now she is absent for whatever reason and it makes Artema double down on her efforts to keep everyone calm. Another agent, Celia, is less than pleased with her current situation. The unfamiliar beach, crowded with women who eye her deviously, makes her less than comfortable. She is a woman who enjoys bondage but the dreamlike state of this simulated island doesn't feel right. Not to mention her worry at the notable absence of her best friend, Jonas, who appears to have been left out of this simulataion. A third woman, yet another bondage lover, takes in the situation eagerly. Upon hearing of the island's true nature, Elyn has the urge to go running off on her own. With these thoughts in mind, Elyn ignores Artema's calming words and starts mingling with the throngs of women, some of whom look as big and strong as Artema. The thought of being captured by them tantalizes her as she flaunts herself moving through the crowd. There is a second large woman among the group, who had been brought to the Agency's HQ as their bound and gagged prisoner. She is free for the moment but notices her employer, the notorious thief Aurora, has indeed gone missing. Choosing not to stay with the women of the Agency, Farrah goes off on her own in search of her boss. A tall, thin woman with toned muscles eyes the crowded beach nervously. Lanala tries to stick close to her wife, Artema, but the crowd of women merges with the agents and she quickly loses sight of everyone. It doesn't take them long to all become separated. Luna, another agent, can't find her girlfriend Mirelle, yet another agent. Meryn, her sharp eyes always on the lookout, gets lost in the growing crowd. And finally Taria, the stoic one, keeps her composure despite becoming lost on the island. Now each woman is alone and at the mercy of the simulation. Jhana, watching from the outside, smiles to herself as she sees everything unfold. "Let the games begin," she says. Whose perspective is first? [[Artema->artema]] [[Aurora->aurora]] [[Celia->celia]] [[Elyn->elyn]] [[Farrah->farrah]] [[Lanala->lanala]] [[Luna->luna]] [[Meryn->meryn]] [[Mirelle->mirelle]] [[Taria->taria]]

When Taria wakes up she notices that she isn't on the beach anymore. She is seated in a small room with only one dim light above her. The room is bare and empty, save for the light and the door in front of her. There are no windows and the swinging bulb is her only source of light. //Why am I here?// she asks herself. Taria, Agent Blade of the Weston Agency, is a short, lithe woman with a toned musculature and tanned skin. She wears her dark blue hair in a short bob. Her long bangs cover her right eye partially, compounding Taria's mysterious allure. She glares around the room with a pair of strong, oddly coloured purple eyes. The remarkable colour gives them a beautiful quality and contrasts with her hair quite well. When she had first appeared on the island with the rest of the Agency, Taria noticed that she is wearing a dark green sports bikini and a pair of black yoga sandals. Her outfit suits the beach, yes, but not this dark, cramped room. It doesn't take Taria long to realize that she has been tied to the chair she now sits on. Ropes cross her wrists behind the chair's back and they, in turn, are attached to ropes that criss-cross her arms and chest. Another rope also binds her wrists to her bound ankles, pulling them up tight toward the underside of the chair so she is forced to rest her feet on the toes of her sandals. More rope lashes Taria's thighs together and the bondage is complete with a knotted cleave gag, keeping her quiet and unable to call for help. How she came to be in this situation, Taria doesn't know. Someone must have knocked her out and kidnapped her almost right after the group got separated. But she sees no sign of her captor anywhere. Taria tries to struggle but the ropes are very tight and hold her fast. They will prove a challenge to escape from. To make matters worse, Taria spots a pair of vents in the ceiling. A white coloured gas is now slowly seeping into the room and, from the smell, it is similar to Aurora's knockout gas. She has to escape before she is rendered unconscious! Taria's temper always rises when she is bound and gagged so keeping her mind calm will be essential. She is a very strong women, for her light and small frame, so she should be able to struggle out of even this tough rope. But time is short. Her legs are by far stronger than her arms but Taria isn't sure pulling with her legs will get her anywhere. She has nimble fingers to help her pick any knots binding her wrists and arms but they are very difficult to reach. Her only other option would be to try and drag the chair across the room to the door and attempt to reach the door handle. What should Taria try first? [[Kick her legs and attempt to free them->leg failure]] [[Try to untie the knot on her wrists->wrist failure]] [[Reach up higher and go for the bigger knot on her arm ropes->knot loosened]] [[Forget the struggling and try to reach the door->complete failure]]

Right from the outset, Mirelle was quite nervous. She still feels it boil in the pit of her stomach, fighting against her eternal optimism. With Luna, her girlfriend, missing among the crowd, Mirelle finds herself struggling to keep up her cheery nature. Mirelle is quite a petite woman, though her height is really just a little below average. She is lithe and thin, though her shapely figure hides deceptive strength and athleticism. Gorgeous locks of a mint green colour hair fall about her shoulders and several of the women on the beach stare at it, hungrily. Mirelle supposes part of it is her outfit; a brown bikni top and a short, brown skirt that covers her bikini bottom. She wears dark green, flat beach shoes for wading into the water to compliment the rest of the outfit. In spite of their stares and whispers, Mirelle keeps a sweet smile on her face and her bright red eyes light up, contrasting against her milky white skin. She holds out hope of finding her one true love, Luna, somewhere on the beach and convinces herself that they won't be separated for long. While wandering the beach, Mirelle stumbles upon a large, fancy hotel by the road further ashore. It is a five story building built of perfectly polished marble and golden pillars mark the entrance where a tired looking man in a black bellhop outfit stands guarding ornate, maple wood doors polished to a perfect shine. The man himself pays Mirelle no mind but several women on the beach inch closer to her so she steps up to the man and smiles sweetly. He is hunched over and has pulled the brim of his hat over his face while leaning against the wall. He still doesn't notice Mirelle. She clears her throat and he still doesn't move. What should she do? [[Ignore him and move on into the hotel->hotel lobby]] [[Try to get his attention a third time-> jonas cameo]]

So far she has managed to stay relatively unseen. Meryn, Agent Gold for the Weston Agency, is no stranger to hiding in plain sight. Once she got separated from her allies, Meryn set about blending in to the crowd, with a set plan to stay that way and avoid this island's sinister residents. Meryn is a tall, lean woman with a light, peachy skin tone and gorgeous gold coloured eyes. Her eyes often make people enamoured with her (something she hates) but she supposes that her odd and unique eye colour would have that effect. Her hair is cut in a short bob and coloured deep red. Meryn, a crimefighter at heart, is a picturesque beauty with high cheek bones and perfect thin lips. A lot of people have a hard time taking their eyes off of her but she has learned to blend in well in spite of this. She stands tall, just a shade under six feet, and has a slender build. Her thin, wiry nature is deceiving, however, as Meryn has lightning fast reflexes and rather incredible strength. But deceiving is the way she likes herself to be. That way she is always at an advantage and can keep her enemies guessing. A natural loner, Meryn is worried nonetheless about her comrades. The agents often don't do well when split up, as their many captures demonstrate over their years together. Meryn, the aptly code named Agent Gold, crouches down low behind an unoccupied beach chair near the tropical forest on the eastern side of the island. Her cheeks flush a bit when she remembers what she is wearing; a tight, yellow sports bikni and matching flats made of waterproof material. It is a revealing outfit, for sure, and Meryn actually had to stop from admiring herself in the water's reflection. Meryn isn't one to be vain but something about the swimsuit feels... good. But, she's getting distracted. Still hidden and unnoticed, Meryn decides now might be a good time to make herself scarce. Just as she has the thought, two women spot her and they both brandish ropes at the sight of her. Meryn is quite a formidable fighter in her own right but standing her ground might attract even more attention from unwanted pursuers. If she is quick, however, she might be able to dispatch the two women without being seen. Her other option is flight, though Meryn never did like the idea of fleeing. It makes her feel like a coward. Still, dashing into the trees might be batter than drawing any more attention and she might be able to lose them in the forest. But the forest also provided the two women advancing on her with hiding spots of their own and they could easily get the drop on Meryn. What does she do? [[Run into the cover of the forest->forest capture]] [[Stand her ground and fight the two kidnappers->meryn win]]

Luna quickly finds herself drifting with the crowd, still frantically searching for Mirelle. The crowd pushes her so far ashore that she leaves the beach behind and finds herself in a small resort town. Still moving with the crowd in search of her love, Luna stops in front of a tall, square building like an arena. It is marked as an indoor pool. The thought strikes Luna just how odd it is to have an indoor pool so close to a beach but it is perhaps an alternative to the salt waters and the dangers that lurk within, should one have a fear of such dangers. She gives her head a shake when she realizes that she is rationalizing the existence of what amounts to a fictional pool on a fake island. This is a simulation, after all. Still, Jhana did do quite a good job. The whole thing feels so real. Luna, known in the Agency as Agent Moonlight, is a dark-skinned woman of average height with a rather well-defined muscle tone. Her long hair is a vibrant, lighter shade of blue tied back in a single braid. She watches the crowd with stone cold eyes that are so grey they may as well be silver. The swimsuit she finds herself in on this mysterious Isle of Bondage is a one piece affair that matches her light blue hair. Each of her long legs is on full display in this tight swimsuit, as well as her well-defined arms. She wears dark blue water shoes in contrast to finish off the outfit chosen for her. It is strange because Luna knows she has a swimsuit just like this back at HQ. Jhana's new power is truly mysterious. Standing before the indoor pool, Luna is faced with two choices. She can go inside and hope that, somehow, Mirelle has found her way here, too, and that they may find each other. Of course, this runs the risk of putting Luna on her own in an out of sight building with the fiendish eyes of kidnappers upon her. She doesn't know what might happen to her if she does step inside the building. Her only other choice would be to ignore the pool and walk the streets. She could at least cover more ground and find out perhaps where Mirelle has disappeared to. But a gang of biker women has gathered across the street and they all seem to be watching her. Staying outside in the street also seems a risky option. Which does Luna choose? [[Ignore the pool and wander the streets->street capture]] [[Go inside and explore the indoor pool area->pool explore]]

A beautiful woman with perfect, tanned caramel skin is wandering the beach, calling out her wife's name. "Artema! Artema, where are you?" Lanala, known as Agent Spark, is a tall, athletic woman with toned muscles. She is lithe and thin and her black, one piece bathing suit and matching beach sandals show off her incredible figure. This catches the eye of several women on the beach and Lanala starts feeling nervous. Without her strong wife around, or any of her allies for that matter, Lanala feels vulnerable and horrifically outnumbered. Even worse, Lanala notices a few of the women even begin fighting over who wants her more. This opens a gap, however, and Lanala takes her opporutnity to run and takes off to an open part of the beach further ashore. She runs into a neat line of identical beach houses and considers hiding in one of them. She can't tell if any of them are occupied but only two have their lights off. In trying to decide, however, the women have finished fighting and are busy pursuing her and gaining fast. Behind the beach houses, Lanala spots a third, risky option; a motorcycle with the key still in the ignition. It is a good option for outrunning her pursuers but two strong looking women are within direct eye line of the motorcycle and could easily catch her if she doesn't get the bike started in time. What should she do? [[Hide in the first beach house-> beach house capture]] [[Hide in the second beach house-> successful evasion]] [[Forget the houses and run for the motorcycle!->biker capture]]

Much of the crowd of women follow a walkway from the beach into a small town just off the coast. It moves toward the centre of the island but it is still a prime territory for the kidnapping women to prowl. Farrah thinks she saw her boss, the thief Aurora, head this way and keeps a lookout for Aurora as she walks on. At first, she was relieved that people didn't seem to pay her any mind but they had been merely biding their time for Farrah to be alone. Now they eye her subtly from the shadows, waiting. Farrah does draw some looks from a few of the women, however. She is older than almost everyone here but she certainly doesn't look it. She is big, strong, and healthy. Her youthful appearance helps her to blend into the crowd. Farrah is quite a tall woman, over six feet tall. She has wide shoulders and a very athletic and toned build. Her legs and arms are both muscular and strong but she could be easily outmuscled by some of the giants who roamed the island. Still, Farrah can hold her own. She scans the crowd with dark, brown eyes and brushes some of her long, blonde hair out of her face. Farrah found herself rather bemused to be wearing a rather revealing two-piece swimsuit instead of her casual outfit, like she was wearing when she was brought in as the Agency's prisoner. The swimsuit itself is grey and shows off all of her arms, legs, and rippled abdomen. It also feels odd to match this swimsuit with a pair of flat, gladiator sandals as she has not worn anything like them for quite some time. Still, they are comfortable and she gets around fine with them on. While wandering, Farrah had spotted a small, mousey woman following her at a distance, darting in and out of the crowd. Even now, in the small town, she knows the woman is there. Stepping off the walkway, Farrah enters the town and finds it to be rather quaint. A souvenir shop lays right in front of her and she spots the woman behind her when she looks at the reflection in the window. Ignoring her for now, Farrah also takes note of the police officers patrolling the streets who eye Farrah suspiciously. She sees their patrol pattern and they seem to be doing a sort of holding pattern around a small jail across the sidestreet from the souvenir shop. Next door to the souvenir shop is an outdoor cafe with people milling about and chatting quietly. It may be a good place to lay low and check out her situation, except for the huge, tattooed woman who smiles at her from a back table, sitting with her arms folded. What is Farrah's best course of action? [[Duck into the souvenir shop->police follow]] [[Blend in with the people at the cafe->tattooed capture]] [[Finally confront the woman following her->conversation]]

She shivers with excitement at the hungry stares of the crowd that surrounds her. Every woman on the beach seems to be drawn to her and Elyn hears the hushed whispers and subtle planning of how to kidnap her. The thought of being tightly bound and gagged by even one of these attractive women clad in bathing suits is nothing short of exciting for her. Elyn , known in the Weston Agency as Agent Firebrand, is a pale-skinned woman of above average height with a trim, athletic build. When she first appeared on the beach in the simulation, Elyn was quite pleased to see that she was wearing her little red bikini and her favourite red flip flops. Walking past a group of muscular women, Elyn brushes aside her thick, orange bangs and rubs a hand through her short hair. She casts a sidelong glance at one of the women with her soft, deep red eyes and they all begin to follow her. //This is my chance// she thinks to herself. Elyn wishes to be kidnapped, bound and gagged as quickly as possible. She spots two options that could isolate her from prying eyes. The beach meets a treeline of thick tropical brush further along the shore to the east. Nobody appears to be coming or going from the tropical forest but its lack of any trails could make travel difficult for both her and her potential captors. The second option is a small marketplace on the pier heading out to the water along the western side of the beach. The marketplace looks pretty quiet, save for a few idle merchants who don't seem to be paying much attention to anything. It would be easier going but the risk of potential witnesses may scare off any potential captors. What should she do? [[Step into the trees->head for trees]] [[Walk to the marketplace->enter quiet marketplace]]

As soon as she became lost, Celia headed for the resort town. She didn't want to take any chances with the women on the beach so she now wanders through town, hoping to find even one of the Agency. In Celia's mind, she hopes in some small way to be kidnapped and tied up by someone. But the uncertainty and malice behind the women's stares outweighs that desire and Celia does her best to avoid large crowds. Celia, a rookie agent in Weston known as Agent Swift, is a woman with a rather small build. She is lean and thin with a good deal of strength in her core muscles but her lack of size is often a detriment in situations where she has to fight. She isn't as physically strong as the other agents either and that gets her into trouble, too. The short woman has milky white skin and flowing locks of brown hair pulled back into a pretty ponytail. Her sharp, bright blue eyes watch the scattered crowds of the resort town for any malicious stares coming her way. Having come from the beach, Celia still wears her brown, cropped tanktop and matching tight short shorts. The outfit is good for swimming in and she does it often, she just didn't expect that Jhana knew she had it when they were transported into the simulation. Much to her surprise, she also wears her brand new black, short-heeled sandals to go along with her rather sporty outfit. Careful to avoid any large crowds, Celia stalks through town carefully and comes to a small, empty-looking apartment building. It may be a good place to hide out but the likelihood of finding anyone from the agency is slim. But hiding out from this island of kidnappers may give her the chance to wait them out and then find her allies. She has two options to enter the building; one is a back door that no one would see her enter, save for a very buff woman with 'Security' adorning her baseball hat and kevlar vest. Celia isn't sure she wants to mess with her but she could sneak past her if she's very quiet. The other option is the front door where everyone on the street will be sure to see her. All sorts of potential exists there for one or more kidnappers to follow her inside where she would be completely alone and at their mercy. But, on the other hand, she doesn't have to face that tough looking security guard and she may just get lucky. Which door does Celia take? [[The back door->captured by guard]] [[The front door->apartment inside]]

The thief stalks off on her own, leaving the agents well behind. Even her henchwoman Farrah has to be left behind. Those are the breaks when there is money to be made. Aurora knows this is is her mysterious ally's handiwork. But she never has trusted Jhana and now the leader of the Guardian Agency Group, or G.A.G, has trapped the thief in some diabolical simulation. But being physically trapped in a simulation means that she might as well take the opportunity to make some money. Surely there is something of value that she could physically take back to the real world in this simulation. After all, if Jhana is capable of trapping physical people in a simulation then surely Aurora could steal something from it and make some more money. So in the middle of Agent Hunter's stirring speech about 'sticking together,' Aurora went straight toward the town, ignoring the hungry stares of kidnappers at her gorgeous body. That is what they are staring at, after all. Aurora recognizes those looks. The world's greatest thief knows herself to be a visibly stunning Latina with perfect, dark caramel skin and curves in all the right places. Aurora Moreno, known to the Agency as Blaze, has a slim and lithe build, perfect for thieving, with an altheticism that surprises most. She is rather tall as well, standing a head above most women in height. Her dark eyes shine with an intellect that most people cannot even comprehend and a subtly devious side that shows itself when it has to. Her stare is intense and intimidating to even a large woman like Farrah, her underling. She keeps long, sweeping locks of raven hair down across her shoulders and its shine almost makes it look fake. This contrasts Aurora's rather stunning outfit from when she entered the simulation; a bright red, very tight one piece swimsuit and matching high heels. Not very practical but it turned heads no matter where she went. It also made things rather difficult for going unseen and getting some thieving done. Making things even more difficult is that Aurora doesn't have any of her tools. But a great thief doesn't need tools to pull off a job. And she is the greatest thief in the world. Moving through town, with scores of women staring at her hungrily, Aurora spies a jewellery store without much activity going on around it. She smiles to herself. //Perfect// she thinks. But she has to get people to stop staring at her. There are two women standing to the side of the store, both alone, and with their backs to her. Aurora could easily knock one of them out and steal their outfit if she needs a disguise to draw less attention. One of the women is wearing a black, cropped tanktop, with matching tight shorts and a light pair of black flats. The other wears black as well, only she is in a jogging outfit with tight capri pants, a stretchy, spandex tanktop and running shoes. They are both less noticeable and more practical than her current outfit. Of course, Aurora enjoys her outfit and, being the world's greatest thief, she might think that changing is ultimately an unnecessary waste of time. What does Aurora do? [[Knock out the first woman and steal her outfit->outfit 1]] [[Knock out the jogger and steal her outfit->outfit 2]] [[Forget it and keep her swimsuit on->jewellery store capture]]

So the mighty leader finds herself alone on this island, surrounded by women who want to kidnap her. Artema, known in the Weston Agency as Agent Hunter, can sense their trepidation, however, as her size and clear strength indicate that she would be a challenge for any of them, even in a group, to take down. And it seems that none of them really wants a major fight on their hands. Artema walks among them, searching for the rest of her team. She manages to turn heads, however, and it is easy to understand why. Artema stands over six and a half feet tall with a gorgeous, curvy figure. Her muscles are impressive and toned. Her powerful arms sport thick biceps and heavy forearms. Her legs are even more impressive, shapely, toned, and muscular. Her abdominal core is perhaps her greatest asset, showcasing an 8-pack above her narrow waist. Artema's hair also stands out. It is long, straight, and tied back in a perfect braid. Her eyes are bright green and they show no fear in their intense stare. Her lightly tanned skin contrasts the tight, one-piece swimsuit she wears that shows off all of her muscular legs, her toned butt, and ample chest. The swimsuit is white with a purple stripe running vertically up the middle. To match, Artema wears a pair of comfortable, white sandals as she strides along the beach. It is hard for her not to notice that some of the women are as impressively built as she is herself. If they were to group up then Artema may find it difficult to resist them. After all, she is still just one woman. A very strong, very capable woman, yes, but still only one. Reacting on instinct alone, Artema finds herself drawn to the road that leads to the centre of the island. She ignores the suspiciously quiet marketplace and the far too conspicuous beach houses. The garish hotel also doesn't hold any interest for her so Artema opts for the road. The desperation of the crowd on the beach is growing, however, and Artema finds six tough, muscular women following her toward the main road. There aren't too many options and Artema refuses to go near the marketplace, beach houses, or hotel. She considers running for it down the road but an SUV is pulled up across both lanes of the road and three more women stand with arms folded, blocking her path. But the SUV itself is an option. By the looks, it is still running and, if Artema is quick, she could steal it and take off down the road, though she doesn't know how far to go. Then there is the thick, tropical forest that runs along the shore. It's risky and out of the way but she could hide away and avoid a fight in the trees. Finally, Artema could simply stand her ground and fight off the women following her and even the odds a bit. What does Artema do? [[Stand and fight!->fight win]] [[Shove the three women aside and steal the SUV!-> knockout gas]] [[Run for the tropical forest!->successful hide]]

Whose perspective is next? [[Artema->artema]] [[Aurora->aurora]] [[Celia->celia]] [[Elyn->elyn]] [[Farrah->farrah]] [[Lanala->lanala]] [[Luna->luna]] [[Meryn->meryn]] [[Mirelle->mirelle]] [[Taria->taria]] [[OR... skip to the end? Of course, if you've finished all ten characters' perspectives, click here!->ending choice]]

Thick fern leaves brush against Elyn's skin as she pushes deeper into the tropical forest along the water's edge. Almost immediately, she can see four muscular women tailing her from a distance. They move quickly once Elyn disappears into the trees and Elyn can barely contain her excitement. She slows her pace and wanders aimlessly through the trees, hearing the footsteps get closer and closer. Before she even has a chance to react, she feels something small and sharp hit the back of her thigh. When she reaches down she finds a tranquilzer dart and smiles to herself. //Oh this will be good// she thinks to herself. Before she even has a chance to pass out, the women are already wrapping ropes around her wrists, arms, and legs and cleave gagging her with a heavy cloth. Elyn manages one soft giggle before she blacks out. [[Captured!->elyn captured]]

There doesn't seem to be a soul walking about on the wooden walkway of the wide marketplace. While the beach itself is bustling with activity, the marketplace is all but abandoned, save for the scattered merchants about the place. None of the merchants notices Elyn as she passes, however. Most are too bored or preoccupied with inventory to care much for just one woman wandering in their midst. But Elyn soon realizes that she isn't alone. Three burly women in one piece bathing suits casually follow her from a distance but they're hard not to notice in the empty marketplace. Elyn can feel the butterflies in her stomach at the prospect of her captivity and decides to isolate herself further. Moving away from the merchants' wandering eyes, Elyn drifts between two small buildings and wanders into the shadow of a sort of alleyway. She smiles and her excitement builds when she realizes that the alleyway is a dead end. Walking further into the alley, Elyn hears the heavy footsteps of the three women and stops at the dead end alley. She turns around and sees the three women approach her with wide smiles. Elyn smiles back at them. "Hey there, ladies," she says. "Well hi," the woman in front says. "What's a cutie like you doing all alone out here?" Elyn chuckles. "Oh, you know, just looking around. It's a lovely island." "It sure is," says another woman, standing just to the left of the first. "But I can think of something even lovelier." Elyn pretends to blush and giggles at the comment. "Oh you," she says. "Listen," the first woman says. "I've got a proposition for you. Well, when I say proposition, what I really mean is ultimatum. You come with us, quietly, and we won't have to get rough." "Rough? What do you mean?" "Just come with us," the second woman says. "And if I refuse?" The third woman, the one who hasn't spoken yet, lets a backpack slide from her back. She pulls out a pair of heavy, steel handcuffs and a thick bundle of rope. All three of the burly women smile. "Oh my. Well, I suppose I'm going to have to resist you then," Elyn says. "Ladies," the first woman says. "Get this pretty lady tied up. Gag her, too, if she doesn't shut her mouth." The second woman moves swiftly and wraps her strong arms around Elyn's torso. The third woman rushes in and cuffs Elyn's hands behind her back. "Oh no!" Elyn says, feigning distress. "What are you doing? Someone h-mmmph!" A heavy hand clamps over her mouth and keeps her silent. The first woman tosses the third a roll of duct tape and a rolled up cloth. "I warned you." Elyn does her best to stifle laughter as the cloth gets stuffed into her mouth and tightly taped inside. When she finishes gagging Elyn, the third woman wraps some of the thick rope around Elyn's arms and then binds her at the ankles and knees. The second woman then picks her up and throws her over her shoulder. While being carried away, tightly bound and gagged, Elyn can't help but smile and playfully struggle against her bonds. She knows she can't escape and the thrill is intoxicating. [[Captured!->elyn captured]]

When Elyn awakens she finds that her world is still completely dark. Something must have knocked her out but she can't quite remember what. But Elyn does remember that she was trying to get kidnapped and tied up and appears to have succeeded. What is she blindfolded with? [[A silky smooth scarf that matches her bikini?->scarf]] [[A heavy, black leather blindfold?->leather blindfold]] [[A thick leather hood that covers her whole head?->hood]]

Elyn adores the feeling of the silky scarf that is tied tightly over her eyes, picturing the sensual scarf in her mind's eye and what it must look like on her. She tries to move her body but none of her limbs respond to her movements. She realizes that something is keeping her tightly tied up. She is laying down on something soft, like a bed, but she is otherwise free to roll around in her bondage. Her arms are bound, pinning them to her sides and the restraints frame her breasts above and below. Another of the restraints wraps around her waist and is attached to her handcuffed wrists. More of the restraints bind her legs together at the ankles, above and below the knees and at the thighs. While wriggling and squriming excitedly in her bonds, Elyn tries to discern exactly what is keeping her tied up. What are her restraints? [[Soft, comfortable red rope to match her bikni and flip flops?->red rope]] [[Heavy, black leather straps?->straps]] [[Shining, silver chains that rattle with each of her movements?->chains]] [[Classic, sticky duct tape?->duct tape]]

The leather blindfold is strapped on very tightly over Elyn's beautiful eyes and she moans excitedly at the sensation. She struggles a bit to discern how she has been tied up. She is laying down on something soft, like a bed, but she is otherwise free to roll around in her bondage. Her arms are bound, pinning them to her sides and the restraints frame her breasts above and below. Another of the restraints wraps around her waist and is attached to her handcuffed wrists. More of the restraints bind her legs together at the ankles, above and below the knees and at the thighs. While wriggling and squriming excitedly in her bonds, Elyn tries to discern exactly what is keeping her tied up. What are her restraints? [[Soft, comfortable red rope to match her bikni and flip flops?->red rope]] [[Heavy, black leather straps?->straps]] [[Shining, silver chains that rattle with each of her movements?->chains]] [[Classic, sticky duct tape?->duct tape]]

The smell of leather greets her nostrils as she realizes that a tight leather hood keeps her blind to the world. The thought excites her and Elyn giggles with excitement. Pulling hard on her limbs, Elyn understands that she is very tightly bound as well. She is laying down on something soft, like a bed, but she is otherwise free to roll around in her bondage. Her arms are bound, pinning them to her sides and the restraints frame her breasts above and below. Another of the restraints wraps around her waist and is attached to her handcuffed wrists. More of the restraints bind her legs together at the ankles, above and below the knees and at the thighs. While wriggling and squriming excitedly in her bonds, Elyn tries to discern exactly what is keeping her tied up. What are her restraints? [[Soft, comfortable red rope to match her bikni and flip flops?->red rope]] [[Heavy, black leather straps?->straps]] [[Shining, silver chains that rattle with each of her movements?->chains]] [[Classic, sticky duct tape?->duct tape]]

The smooth red rope feels comfortable againt Elyn's skin. It's a perfect match for her flip flops and little red bikini but Elyn can't see that. Still, she imagines seeing her trussed up body and feels a thrill wash over her. Struggling a bit more, Elyn feels something else added to her restraints. What is it? [[A tight crotchrope?->crotchrope]] [[A thick, padded posture collar?->collar]] [[Both a crotchrope and a posture collar?->both]]

The straps are heavy and when Elyn pulls against them they hug her body very tightly. In addition, she can hear the straps rattle a bit around the buckles meaning each one has a small lock to keep them in place. Escape would surely be impossible with the tight, lockable straps that keep her tied up and the feeling for Elyn is simply divine. Struggling a bit more, Elyn feels something else added to her restraints. What is it? [[A tight crotchrope?->crotchrope]] [[A thick, padded posture collar?->collar]] [[Both a crotchrope and a posture collar?->both]]

Heavy chains and locks rattle with each of Elyn's movements and she finds the sound almost hypnotizing. She finds chains both excite and scare her in equal measure because of the implied permanence of such heavy restraint. There would be no escaping on her own. Still, the rattle of the locks and chains is a thrill and just the sensation of being bound is enough to make her giggle. Struggling a bit more, Elyn feels something else added to her restraints. What is it? [[A tight crotchrope?->crotchrope]] [[A thick, padded posture collar?->collar]] [[Both a crotchrope and a posture collar?->both]]

The absence of a collar is disappointing to Elyn but the incredible feeling from the crotchrope is able to make up for that. It is red and matches her bikini and flip flops but Elyn doesn't see that. All she can do is feel it and the feeling is exquisite. She even slides her cuffed hands downward to pull it tighter and squeals at the feeling. Elyn finds her voice silenced by the final piece of her bondage, her gag. What is Elyn gagged with? [[A thick cloth tied tightly between her teeth in a cleave gag?->cleave]] [[A soft sponge stuffed in her mouth and held in with microfoam tape?->microfoam]] [[A rolled up cloth stuffed in her mouth and sealed with a heavy wrapping of duct tape?->tape]] [[A huge, red ball gag that makes her drool?->ball gag]] [[A harness panel gag with a rubber ball stuffed in her mouth?->harness panel]] [[A thick, heavy muzzle gag that encircles her whole head?->muzzle]]

The lack of a crotchrope makes Elyn sigh in disappointment but the strict sensation of the collar helps to make up for that. Elyn finds that she can't turn her head nor even look down, not that she could see anyway. But having even her head held so tightly in place was a thrilling sensation that just added to her bondage experience. She found her voice muffled when she tried to speak aloud about her intriguing collar. Elyn finds her voice silenced by the final piece of her bondage, her gag. What is Elyn gagged with? [[A thick cloth tied tightly between her teeth in a cleave gag?->cleave]] [[A soft sponge stuffed in her mouth and held in with microfoam tape?->microfoam]] [[A rolled up cloth stuffed in her mouth and sealed with a heavy wrapping of duct tape?->tape]] [[A huge, red ball gag that makes her drool?->ball gag]] [[A harness panel gag with a rubber ball stuffed in her mouth?->harness panel]] [[A thick, heavy muzzle gag that encircles her whole head?->muzzle]]

Elyn gets truly excited when she finds out that she is wearing both a tight crotchrope and a heavy posture collar that restricts her head movements. Both items make her feel ecstasy at her complete and total bondage. Unable to move her head, Elyn struggles to reach her cuffed hands down and pull on the tight, red crotchrope and squeals with delight at the sensation. Elyn finds her voice silenced by the final piece of her bondage, her gag. What is Elyn gagged with? [[A thick cloth tied tightly between her teeth in a cleave gag?->cleave]] [[A soft sponge stuffed in her mouth and held in with microfoam tape?->microfoam]] [[A rolled up cloth stuffed in her mouth and sealed with a heavy wrapping of duct tape?->tape]] [[A huge, red ball gag that makes her drool?->ball gag]] [[A harness panel gag with a rubber ball stuffed in her mouth?->harness panel]] [[A thick, heavy muzzle gag that encircles her whole head?->muzzle]]

Chewing on the thick cloth, Elyn is reminded of how much she loves cleave gags. She often takes them for granted and rarely uses them in her self bondage but this one feels special. "Helmmmp!" She tests it with a cry for help and finds the cleave gag quite effective at distorting her speech but it doesn't keep her all that silent. It would still be nigh on impossible to get anyone's attention with the cleave gag stuck in her mouth, however. "MMMMMPH!" she screams again, loving the feeling of her gag. This time, however, someone responds. "Enjoying yourself?" It is a woman's voice. [[Who's there?->elyn's captor]]

//Ah, microfoam// Elyn thinks to herself. She often remarks how amazing the stretchy, white tape is as a gag but she hardly ever uses it. Combined with the sponge, it is a very effective gag and presses very tightly to her face, revealing her luscious lips underneath as well as her fully stuffed mouth. "MMMM MMMMPH!" A test of the microfoam and sponge combination proves that it is very effective at keeping Elyn silent and helpless. It is an exquisite feeling. "MMMMMPH!" she screams again, loving the feeling of her gag. This time, however, someone responds. "Enjoying yourself?" It is a woman's voice. [[Who's there?->elyn's captor]]

Nothing like good old duct tape to get the job done. Combined with the rolled up cloth in her mouth, Elyn is kept completely silent by the tape heavily wrapped around her head. In many ways, Elyn loves to use duct tape. "MMMMMPPPPHHH!! Yep. It sure is effective. It keeps her a silent as could be. Duct tape truly is a versatile tool. "MMMMMPH!" she screams again, loving the feeling of her gag. This time, however, someone responds. "Enjoying yourself?" It is a woman's voice. [[Who's there?->elyn's captor]]

Elyn can already feel the saliva dripping down her chin from the huge rubber ball strapped tightly into her mouth. She screams into the gag and finds it actually does a good job of silencing her, exciting her even more. "Mmmmmmm..." she moans, chewing on the ball gag and loving every second of it. "MMMMMPH!" she screams again, loving the feeling of her gag. This time, however, someone responds. "Enjoying yourself?" It is a woman's voice. [[Who's there?->elyn's captor]]

Straps wind their way under Elyn's chin, behind her head, and over the top of her head. A thick, square panel presses tight to her face and a large rubber ball fills Elyn's mouth. This gag is amazing for Elyn. "HMMMMPH!" A scream into her panel gag barely registers as a mewling squeak and the thought of being so utterly silenced is thrilling to her. "MMMMMPH!" she screams again, loving the feeling of her gag. This time, however, someone responds. "Enjoying yourself?" It is a woman's voice. [[Who's there?->elyn's captor]]

There really is nothing quite like a muzzle gag for keeping a captive completely silent and obedient. Elyn loves the tough gag with all of her heart. She never could decide but muzzle gags were among her favourite type. Straps cling tightly to her forehead, reaching over and behind her head and pulling tight over either side of her nose. Another strap goes around her neck as well to add even further to her strict bondage. This all culminates in the heavy panel that covers the entire lower half of Elyn's face. The final strap wrenches her jaw tighly closed and Elyn giggles at the strict gag that keeps her silent. 'HMMMPH! MMPH MMM MMMMPH!" Elyn's screams are barely louder than a whisper. The muzzle truly does keep her completely silent but its toughness is a bit intimidating at times. Not to mention the straps and everything make it harder to get a good breath. Still, Elyn adores the sensation the muzzle gag provides. "MMMMMPH!" she screams again, loving the feeling of her gag. This time, however, someone responds. "Enjoying yourself?" It is a woman's voice. [[Who's there?->elyn's captor]]

"You do make a lovely prisoner," the voice says again. "Hmmmph?" Elyn tries to look around but she is utterly blind to the world in her tight bonds. She struggles a bit in her bonds but nothing comes loose and she's forced to remain blind while the woman speaks to her again. "It's cute that you're enjoying this," the woman says. "But I think it's time to make things a bit more interesting, dont you?" "Mmmph?" Elyn is both intrigued and a little nervous about this woman's proposition. But she has no choice in the matter, helplessly bound and gagged as she is. Elyn hears someone move and shuffle a bit. Whoever is in the room with her is working away on something across the room. Eventually, it is brought over to her and Elyn can hear a distinct ticking sound, like a loud alarm clock. "See, I hear that you crave danger," the woman says. "So I've got something cooked up for you, dearie." "Mmmph!" "You can't see it but this beauty is set to explode in about seven hours. I did want to toy with you first, after all, and I need plenty of time to do that." "Mmtph mm bmmbmmm!?" "Did you say bomb, beautiful?" the woman asks. "It's so hard to tell with that wonderful gag you have on." "MMMPH!" "Yes? Well this, my sweet, is no mere bomb. It's a gas bomb. That means when it goes, all kinds of fireworks will light up the sky. A nice fire for the fiery headed beauty, I think." Elyn thrashes and struggles uselessly against her unyielding bonds but the thrill of the imminent danger sure does wonders for the experience. It is only enhanced and more deeply thrilling. "I can hear that cheeky tone in your muffled voice, Elyn," the woman says. "You're loving this, aren't you?" "MMMPH!" Elyn doesn't want to let her know and the threat of the bomb does make her want to escape a little bit. But her love of bondage, coupled with the sheer impossibility of her escape, prevents that. While this woman toys with her, Elyn has to wait and hope someone is able to rescue her before the bomb goes off. At any rate, if the woman is to be believed, that might be a long wait. For now, Elyn is left to the hands of fate. [[Time to move on->next]]

Elyn smiles to herself. Good old duct tape never fails her. She finds it diffcult to use during self bondage so always takes pleasure in feeling the sticky tape clinging tight to her skin. That usually means that someone else has tied her up and that she won't be able to escape, even if she tries. Elyn chuckles to herself as she allows the feeling of the strong, sticky tape to envelop her, struggling against it. Struggling a bit more, Elyn feels something else added to her restraints. What is it? [[A tight crotchrope?->crotchrope]] [[A thick, padded posture collar?->collar]] [[Both a crotchrope and a posture collar?->both]]

Nobody is even looking toward this beach house. Better yet, nobody seems to be inside, either. Perfect! Lanala makes a mad dash for the house and gets inside before any of the women outside can spot her. She hears their voices grow louder outside for a moment and then quieter as they move away. After a few minutes, everything goes silent. Has she done it? Has Lanala really evaded the scores of women on the beach trying to kidnap her? Relaxing, Lanala plops herself down on a couch nearby. She feels quite satisfied with herself and her cleverness for having avoided capture on Jhana's Bondage Island. Before she can revel in her victory, however, a strong arm suddenly grabs her by the throat and picks her up off the couch. "Well well. Look what wandered into my little trap," a woman says from behind her. "Let me go!" Lanala says, gasping for breath. "Oh no, dear. Why would I ever do that? It's time you and I had some fun." Lanala feels the bite of a needle jabbing into the side of her arm and her head almost immediately swims. In no time at all, her eyes are heavy and Lanala finds herself being gently laid down on the couch. The last thing she sees are the sharp blue eyes of a beautiful, muscular woman staring down at her. "Have a good nap, sweetie." [[Captured!->lanala captured]]

The first house looks totally abandoned but something feels off about it, like it's a trap. So Lanala instead opts for the second house, clambering inside before any of her pursuers notice her. The place looks like it was recently lived in but clean linens on the bed and the fresh, lemon scent of a cleaner indicates that this house has been vacated and cleaned up after the fact. The crowd of women chasing her gets louder for a brief moment before fading again, their shouts disappearing into silence. Lanala takes a breath and waits around for quite a while, realizing only then that she is completely alone. She has evaded capture, for now. The only thing to do now is get clear of the beach and try to find all of her allies. Waiting a bit longer, Lanala decides to step out of the beach house once more onto the now quiet beach. [[Success! Time to get out of here!->second capture chance]]

To hell with the houses! They're probably traps anyway, with captors lying in wait just to kidnap her and tie her up! Lanala's only chance is the motorcycle. She charges over to it and ignores the big, strong women eyeing it carefully. While trying to kickstart the thing, Lanala thinks she sees a wide grin on one of the women's faces but chooses instead to ignore it. To her dismay, the motorcycle just won't start! She turned the key, she's kicked the starter on the bottom and even gunned the throttle. Why won't it start? Before Lanala can figure out the answer to that question, a pair of strong arms grabs her around the waist and pulls her off of the motorcycle. Then a damp cloth is shoved into her face and the fumes start making her feel woozy. "MMPH!" Lanala fights back but it's no use. The woman holding her is far too strong. A second woman approaches, holding something in her hand. "This what you're looking for, sweetheart?" Lanala eyes the thing and sees that it is actually two objects in her hand. Sparkplugs! The motorcycle was a trap the whole time! Kicking and fighting, Lanala starts to feel tired and her body feels heavy.In only a few seconds, she falls unconscious into the sand with two big women standing over her, triumphant. [[Captured!->lanala captured]]

It takes Lanala a moment to shake the groggy feeling in her head. When she finally regains focus, she finds herself seated in a dark basement with a single bulb on the ceiling above her, shining dim light into her eyes. Lanala knows what's coming next and sighs as she tries to move and finds that neither her arms or legs respond properly. She's getting used to this feeling by now. She doesn't even want to look at whatever is restraining her but something is keeping her tied to a chair. The restraints pin her ankles to the chair legs and her thighs are bound together just above the knees. One of the restraints is attached to her waist, keeping her pinned to the chair and also keeping her bound wrists attached to the back of the chair. Further restraints cross her upper body at the arms, framing her chest, and keeping her arms tightly bound to her sides. Finally, Lanala looks down to see what binds her. What does she see? [[Thick, black tape that looks stronger than duct tape?->black tape]] [[Heavy duty rope tied in iron tight knots?-> heavy rope]] [[Strong, leather straps cinched up tight with locking buckles?-> leather straps]]

Outside, everything has gone quiet. Lanala sneaks outside regardless and peeks around the side of the house. The motorcycle is still waiting there but the two big women haven't moved and continued to watch it closely. It would be risky but a vehicle would be an excellent way to put some distance between her and the beach of kidnappers. Around the other side of the house, however, Lanala spies a small trapdoor leading to a cellar of sorts. Maybe it will lead to a tunnel? There's only one way to find out but if it's a dead end then that spells trouble. Lanala spots one final option of escape and it's as simple as it gets; a road that leads into the centre of the island, where none of the women seem to be. It seems that everyone is congregating at along the island's edges near the sandy beaches. Still, running out in the open is a risky decision, especially if those two women with the bike see her. Decisions, decisions.... [[Grab the motorcycle->biker capture 2]] [[Jump into the trap door cellar->cellar capture]] [[Cheese it down the road!->successful escape]]

The safest bet seems like the motorcycle, since it would be the quickest way out of here. Plus, Lanala can easily start a motorcyle before either of those two women can reach her! She'll be fine! She charges over to it and ignores the big, strong women eyeing it carefully. While trying to kickstart the thing, Lanala thinks she sees a wide grin on one of the women's faces but chooses instead to ignore it. To her dismay, the motorcycle just won't start! She turned the key, she's kicked the starter on the bottom and even gunned the throttle. Why won't it start? Before Lanala can figure out the answer to that question, a pair of strong arms grabs her around the waist and pulls her off of the motorcycle. Then a damp cloth is shoved into her face and the fumes start making her feel woozy. "MMPH!" Lanala fights back but it's no use. The woman holding her is far too strong. A second woman approaches, holding something in her hand. "This what you're looking for, sweetheart?" Lanala eyes the thing and sees that it is actually two objects in her hand. Sparkplugs! The motorcycle was a trap the whole time! Kicking and fighting, Lanala starts to feel tired and her body feels heavy.In only a few seconds, she falls unconscious into the sand with two big women standing over her, triumphant. [[Captured!->lanala captured]]

Quietly opening the trap door, Lanala hops inside and the door slams shut above her. It's a fair drop but Lanala lands on her feet deftly. Without a ladder, however, there is no way back up so she's stuck moving forward for now. It's quite dark in the cellar and it takes a bit for Lanala's eyes to adjust. All seems quiet and Lanala can see no one in the darkness. Creeping slowly forward, Lanala finds she's in luck and that there is, indeed, a tunnel down this way. The tunnel is even darker than the cellar, however, so she will have to move slowly and she has no idea where it leads. But at least she's away from the mob of kidnappers now! Lanala feels quite proud of herself for having evaded capture of a big crowd like that. Perhaps she was finally done being the tied up damsel in distress! Before she can revel in her victory, however, a strong arm suddenly grabs her by the throat and pulls her close. "Well well. Look what wandered into my little trap," a woman says from behind her. "Let me go!" Lanala says, gasping for breath. "Oh no, dear. Why would I ever do that? It's time you and I had some fun." Lanala feels the bite of a needle jabbing into the side of her arm and her head almost immediately swims. In no time at all, her eyes are heavy and Lanala finds herself being gently laid down on the couch. The last thing she sees are the sharp blue eyes of a beautiful, muscular woman staring down at her. "Have a good nap, sweetie." [[Captured!->lanala captured]]

No more hiding. It's time to make a run for it! Lanala flexes her toned muscles and breaks out into a wide stride, running at blinding speed. Luck is on her side as well as the two women by the motorcycle don't notice her mad sprint down the road. Without a soul in sight, Lanala runs clear of the beach and toward the centre of the island. Away from prying eyes, Lanala finally begins to feel safe. But she can't get complacent, after all. She still needs to find her friends! For now, at least, Lanala is free and in the clear. For the first time in a while, Lanala has avoided getting captured and tied up! What a proud feeling! [[Success! Time to move on!->next]]

The sticky, black tape feels similar to the tape Artema uses to train them all with back at HQ. It sits extremely tight to her body and doesn't give an inch. Worse still, in spite of Lanala's strength, the tape doesn't have any give and refuses to stretch or rip. It holds her tightly to the chair and Lanala realizes she's not going to escape this time. Lanala tries to cry out for help but then realizes that it's a foolish thing to do. No one can hear her down here, anyway, but she has also been gagged. What is Lanala gagged with? [[A double cleave/tape gag?->cleave tape]] [[A harness ball gag that matches her bathing suit and sandals?->harness ball]] [[Rolled up socks stuffed in her mouth and held in with a white scarf?->otm]] [[A heavy wrapping of tape followed by a thick, black scarf that covers her mouth and nose?->otn]]

It's among the thickest rope Lanala has ever seen! There is no way she can escape from that! It's even all cinched in the middle to make it extra tight and restrictive! Trying to move is pointless as she can barely even squrim. Her toned muscles strain against the rope but her bonds barely stretch and just dig into her skin. She's not going anywhere. Lanala tries to cry out for help but then realizes that it's a foolish thing to do. No one can hear her down here, anyway, but she has also been gagged. What is Lanala gagged with? [[A double cleave/tape gag?->cleave tape]] [[A harness ball gag that matches her bathing suit and sandals?->harness ball]] [[Rolled up socks stuffed in her mouth and held in with a white scarf?->otm]] [[A heavy wrapping of tape followed by a thick, black scarf that covers her mouth and nose?->otn]]

The leather straps are very strong and hug Lanala's body very tightly. The groan when her tough, toned muscles stretch and strain against them but there is nothing she can do. Tugging, pulling, struggling hard, the straps do not yield to their captive and hold her fast. The locks on the buckles just make it that much more impossible and Lanala knows there is no escape. Lanala tries to cry out for help but then realizes that it's a foolish thing to do. No one can hear her down here, anyway, but she has also been gagged. What is Lanala gagged with? [[A double cleave/tape gag?->cleave tape]] [[A harness ball gag that matches her bathing suit and sandals?->harness ball]] [[Rolled up socks stuffed in her mouth and held in with a white scarf?->otm]] [[A heavy wrapping of tape followed by a thick, black scarf that covers her mouth and nose?->otn]]

A white cloth has been pulled between her teeth and tied behind her head. A thorough wrapping of duct tape muffles her further and makes Lanala's voice almost completely silent. Struggling and writhing, Lanala screams out at her unseen captor. "MMMPH! LMMT MM GMMMM!!" Silence answers her and Lanala continues her fruitless struggles. Nothing gives way and Lanala screams into her gag again. "MMMMMPPPHHH!! HLLMMMMP!" Still no one answers and just as she is about to scream again, she sees something move out of the corner of her eye. Finally, Lanala's captor shows herself and steps into the light. [[What will happen?->lanala's captor]]

Lanala can already feel the saliva running down her chin from the large, rubber ball that fills her mouth. The web of straps encircles her head and two of them pass over either side of her nose, obscuring her vision somewhat. The gag is quite effective and renders Lanala unintelligible and quite silent. "MMMRRRGGH!" she growls. The ball is starting to hurt her jaw and Lanala's helpless struggles have started to become frustrating. She screams into her gag again. "MMMMMPPPHHH!!" Silence answers her and Lanala continues her fruitless struggles. Nothing gives way and Lanala screams into her gag again. "MMMMMPPPHHH!! HLLMMMMP!" Still no one answers and just as she is about to scream again, she sees something move out of the corner of her eye. Finally, Lanala's captor shows herself and steps into the light. [[What will happen?->lanala's captor]]

It's a classic gag but it truly is effective. The scarf stretches tight over her mouth and wedges the pair of socks into her mouth to keep it full. Her cheeks bulge out a bit at the sides but the tight scarf won't let her spit the socks out. Lanala is well and truly muffled with this gag. "MMMMPPHHH!" Her screams are like a whisper. Still, Lanala fights with her bonds and screams for help again. "MMMMMPPPHHH!! HLMMMP MMMMMM!!"" Nobody stands a chance of hearing her mewling voice in this dark basement. Silence answers her and Lanala continues her fruitless struggles. Nothing gives way and Lanala screams into her gag again. "MMMMMPPPHHH!! HLLMMMMP!" Still no one answers and just as she is about to scream again, she sees something move out of the corner of her eye. Finally, Lanala's captor shows herself and steps into the light. [[What will happen?->lanala's captor]]

The tape clings tight to her face and fuses her mouth shut. It keeps her silent and, as if that weren't bad enough, a heavy, black scarf tightly covers her mouth and nose to silence her even further. Lanala realizes that it's quite the classic damsel in distress look and that frustrates her even further, causing her to writhe and thrash in her bonds. "MMMMMPPPHHH!!" She makes hardly a sound and her screams stand no chance of being heard outside this basement. Cursing her silent and invisible captor, Lanala screams once more, pleading for release. "MMMPPHH! LMMMT MMM GMMMMM! PLMMMMPPHH!" Silence answers her and Lanala continues her fruitless struggles. Nothing gives way and Lanala screams into her gag again. "MMMMMPPPHHH!! HLLMMMMP!" Still no one answers and just as she is about to scream again, she sees something move out of the corner of her eye. Finally, Lanala's captor shows herself and steps into the light. [[What will happen?->lanala's captor]]

The woman is as big as her wife, Artema. She is an impressive sight and stunningly beautiful. Lanala tries not to blush just looking at her. She fails and the woman notices. "Aww, does somebody have a crush on me?" The woman flexes her impressive biceps and shows off her muscular, feminine figure in a bright orange bikini. Lanala can't help but stare, though she feels guilty. It feels unfaithful to her gorgeous wife. Leaning down in Lanala's face, the woman keeps her captive transfixed on her brilliant blue eyes, planting a kiss on Lanala's gagged lips. "I lucked out. You're the hottest girl I've ever seen," the woman says. "And that's saying something, with all those hot women you showed up on the island with." "MMMPPPHH!" Lanala protests into her gag but she is actually starting to like this woman. //No, Lanala. You love Artema// she thinks to herself. //Stop this. Yes, she's hot, but she't not Artema. Don't fall into Stockholm Syndrome, now// "So, hottie," the woman says. "Care to find out what I have in mind for you?" "Mmmm mmmm!" Lanala says, shaking her head. "Oh, I think you'll like this. And I won't take no for an answer!" The woman crosses the room and stops near a shape covered over with a white sheet. She pulls the sheet off and reveals a strange machine with electrical coils all over it. Before saying anything, the woman walks back to Lanala and starts placing electrodes on Lanala's arms, neck, and legs. She even places one on Lanala's chest. Lanala can't help but notice the wires protruding from them and starts struggling harder. "Oh, relax," the woman says. "You'll be fine. It won't be lethal or anything. Well, unless I want it to be." "MMMMMMPPPPHHHHHH!!!!" The woman flicked a switch and a timer began counting down from four hours. "When this timer hits zero, you'll be hit with a contant stream of shocks. Until then, however, you'll be shocked at random intervals. You'll never know when the next one is coming nor how long it'll be until the next one. Sounds like fun, doesn't it?" Lanala's eyes widened in terror and she thrashed and bucked against her tight bonds but they held her firm. She screamed and violently shook her head. "Now now, Ms. Hottie. It'll all work out. If you can get out, that is. Or if one of your friends comes along and saves you. But how likely is that, do you reckon?" "MMMMMMMPPPPPPHHHHHHH!!!!" [[Time to move on->next]]

Well, here we are at the end! If a character escaped, feel free to pick her ending. If not, well, maybe she escaped anyway? If you have a favourite character, go ahead and choose her ending, if you wish. So who gets to be the big damn hero? [[Artema->artema ending]] [[Elyn->elyn ending]] [[Lanala->lanala ending]] [[Luna->luna ending]] [[Meryn->meryn ending]] [[Mirelle->mirelle ending]] [[Taria->taria ending]] [[Or... is it time for the bad girl, Aurora, to win?->are you sure]]

The man doesn't even raise his head as Mirelle pushes open the beautiful doors and steps inside the hotel. She hears several of the women outside walking up the steps behind her but she keeps her cool. After all, the lobby is also quite crowded. Everywhere she can see, women move about in elegant dresses back and forth to the elevators and the stairs, heading up and down. The lobby itself is quite stunning. It is a wide room with a high ceiling and a crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The walls are just as well polished on the inside as outside and Mirelle can even see her reflection in the shining marble. The floors are covered in a gold-trimmed, blue carpet from wall to wall. A tall, beautiful woman in a short black dress stands behind the front desk and Mirelle approaches her. Thinking of what to say, Mirelle hesitates when two thoughts pop into her head. What should she say? [[Have you seen my girlfriend? Tall, dark-skinned, blue hair?-> luna decoy]] [[Do you have any rooms available? I'd like to check in-> hotel capture]]

Mirelle clears her throat again and steps closer to the bellhop. "Excuse me, sir?" The man stirs and lifts his hat. Mirelle squints a bit when she sees his well-trimmed, brown beard and the tired look in his grey eyes. He looks a lot like- "Jonas?" The man shakes his head when he hears the name and blinks a few times. "I... what? How do you know my... Mirelle!" When he catches sight of her, his eyes light up in recognition and he removes his hat. "Jonas, it is you!" Mirelle steps forward and throws her arms around his shoulders. "You have no idea how happy I am to see a friendly face. Celia was worried sick when she didn't see you on the beach." "Yeah, Jhana wanted to humiliate me by giving me this tedious damn job to do," he says. "I should be back home working on some schematics or planning a mission, not lifting bags over and over again." "We'll get out of this, Jonas. Don't worry. As soon as everyone passes the test then we can break out of this awful simulation." "I sure hope so. Jhana has made it pretty tough on you, though. I've heard the staff talking inside. This hotel is a trap, Mirelle. Unless you know the right thing to say." "What are you talking about?" Mirelle asks. "None of these women are real, remember? I know most of this is more than just some technology but these women are nothing more than lines of code. The one at the front desk, for instance, has a vocal override that makes her shut down and, from there, whatever traps she has laid will fail to trigger." "How do you know all this?" Jonas sighs, lowering his head a little sheepishly. "I, um... designed it. And Jhana kinda, sorta stole it from me when I went after that info for Aurora's secret lab. I didn't realize she had even stolen it until after we were all inside." "You designed this?" "The code, anyway. This whole garish vacation setup was all Jhana. But, anyway, if you go into the hotel you should be okay if you say 'AI System Override: Shutdown Primary Function. She'll then ask for the security code and you have to say, exactly, 'Security Code: 8140238." "Why is it such a long code?" "None of these AI were designed to be shutdown easily. That's my fault but this was supposed to be used for training. I'm scrapping the whole damn thing when we get out of here." Mirelle nods and repeats the code in her head a few times. Jonas steps closer and looks her in the eye, lowering his voice to a whisper. "You've got company. Your best bet would be to head inside. Remember the security code, all right?" "I will, Jonas. Thank you." "Be safe, Mirelle. See you at HQ." Mirelle leaves Jonas in a hurry, heading inside the hotel. [[She steps through the doors->hotel lobby with code]]

The woman smiles sweetly and her eyes soften, as though to sympathize with Mirelle. "Aww, did you get separated?" she asks. "Yeah, the beach is a bit crowded," Mirelle says. "Anyway, have you seen her? She's tall and beautiful with the most perfect dark skin you've ever seen, pale blue eyes, gorgeous blue hair. Wearing a bathing suit, I think, of that same colour." "Somebody sure is in love," the woman behind the desk says. "And it just so happens that I've seen the woman you described!" "Really!?" "Yes. She looked a bit worried about something and checked into a room on the top floor. Room 506, I think. Would you like me to call her?" "You would do that for me?" "Who am I to stand in the way of young love? Now, what's your name?" "Mirelle. Her name is Luna." The woman reaches to the desk and dials the phone a few times. She has a brief conversation with someone on the other end and describes Mirelle to the person. When she hangs up the phone, her sweet smile broadens. "Luna is happy to hear you are safe. Go on up to the fifth floor. She says the door will be unlocked for you." "Great! Thank you so much!" "No problem! Take care!" Mirelle hurries off to the elevator and rides it all the way to the top floor. She counts the doors until she reaches one labelled with a golden number '506' near the top. She knocks once. "Luna? Are you in there?" Nobody answers her. Mirelle tries the handle and finds the door unlocked. She opens the door and walks inside, expecting to see Luna. Instead, a neatly kept hotel room is all she sees. It is quite an impressive suite but Mirelle's focus remains with her girlfriend. She steps further into the room but as soon as she does, she hears something click on the floor. In seconds the room is filled with a gas that makes Mirelle feel faint. A short woman in a gas mask appears from the bathroom and stares at her. Too late, Mirelle realizes that this was all a trap. Luna was never here. As Mirelle starts to black out, the short woman speaks. "I'm real sorry," she says. "But I have to." In moments, Mirelle falls unconscious on the soft, carpeted floor of the hotel suite. [[Captured!->mirelle captured]]

Mirelle isn't quite sure why she asks for a room. She's looking for Luna. Why would she want to book a hotel room? The thought occurs to her then that Luna might have done the same thing in order to hide herself away from the kidnappers outside. Maybe if she checked in she could find Luna somewhere inside the building and keep herself from getting captured in the process. The woman behind the desk checks over her ledger and then looks back up, smiling at Mirelle. "Yes. Room 506 is available on the top floor. Would you like that one?" "That should be fine," Mirelle says. The woman writes something down in her ledger and then steps behind her where several old-looking, brass keys hang with fancy, carved keychains attached to them. "Here's your room key. Enjoy your stay." "Thank you," Mirelle says, making her way to the elevator. When she reaches the top floor, Mirelle walks to the room and unlocks the door with her key. She closes the door behind her when she enters and a thought occurs to her. The woman at the desk didn't say how much the room cost and Mirelle didn't even have to pay. Mirelle didn't question it at the time because she was focussed on trying to find Luna. In seconds the room is filled with a gas that makes Mirelle feel faint. A short woman in a gas mask appears from the bathroom and stares at her. Too late, Mirelle realizes that this was all a trap. The woman at the front desk was setting her up the whole time. As Mirelle starts to black out, the short woman speaks. "I'm real sorry," she says. "But I have to." In moments, Mirelle falls unconscious on the soft, carpeted floor of the hotel suite. [[Captured!->mirelle captured]]

The hotel has quite an impressive lobby when Mirelle steps inside. Everywhere she can see, women move about in elegant dresses back and forth to the elevators and the stairs, heading up and down. The lobby itself is quite stunning. It is a wide room with a high ceiling and a crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The walls are just as well polished on the inside as outside and Mirelle can even see her reflection in the shining marble. The floors are covered in a gold-trimmed, blue carpet from wall to wall. A tall, beautiful woman in a short black dress stands behind the front desk and Mirelle approaches her. She keeps in mind what Jonas told her and begins to recite the override. "AI System Override: Shutdown Primary Function" The woman then stands straight, much more stiffly than anyone else in the lobby, and speaks in a synthesized, robotic voice. "Acknowledged. Please Enter Security Code." Mirelle opens her mouth to speak but then realizes that she may have remembered the code in the wrong order. What was it? [["8412308"->security capture]] [["8148203"->security capture]] [["4881023"->security capture]] [["8140238"->correct code]] [["0238814"->security capture]] [["1042388"->security capture]]

"Incorrect Security Code," the woman bleats out. "Security Breach. Activate capture protocol." All at once, every person in the lobby turns on Mirelle and rushes at her from all sides. They block every exit and quickly surround her. One of them, a large woman in a black suit with 'Security' written across her kevlar vest, grabs Mirelle from behind and jabs her in the neck with a small syringe. It takes only a few seconds for Mirelle to black out. Her last thoughts before falling to the floor are cursing her jumbled memory for failing to remember the code. [[Captured!->mirelle captured]]

When Mirelle speaks the code aloud, the woman slumps forward and goes completely still, speaking once more in her robotic voice. "Acknowledged. Shutting down." The woman goes completely still and everything in the hotel flickers for just a brief moment and Mirelle glimpses the actual lines of code Jonas spoke about. She hears a woman's voice echo from somewhere. "Damn you, Jonas!" It is Jhana! She has to be monitoring the simulation somehow. Having realized that Jonas had helped her hack the system and evade capture, Mirelle sneaks out the back of the hotel out a maintenance door and follows the road toward the centre of the island. [[Success! Time to move on->next]]

Mirelle still couldn't see when she awoke. Her head throbbed from whatever was used to knock her out and it took a bit for a her vision to focus. Is Mirelle blindfolded? [[Yes->what blindfold]] [[No->no blindfold]]

Mirelle soon comes to realize that her lack of vision has been created by a blindfold. What is she blindfolded with? [[A soft, black scarf?->black scarf]] [[A thick, leather blindfold?->mirelle leather blindfold]]

Her vision slowly clears and Mirelle feels relieved that she hasn't gone blind nor been forced into darkness by a blindfold. Still, her situation hasn't been lost on her as she realizes that she is standing straight up against a pole. A soft breeze tosses her hair and the smell of salt water tells her that she is outside once more. Looking to her feet, Mirelle can see her beach shoes sinking into the sand a bit. The crashing waves nearby gain her attention and Mirelle realizes that she is very close to the water's edge. Mirelle attempts to move but she is fixed to the spot and none of her limbs will move away from the pole behind her. //I must be tied up// she thinks. Mirelle is correct. Her legs are bound together and fastened to the pole by restraints that Mirelle has yet to look at. They bind her at the ankles, calves, above and below the knees and higher up on her thighs. Whoever tied her up really doesn't want her to run away. Her upper body is also restrained quite heavily. Mirelle's wrists are bound to her sides and tightly tied to her upper thighs, pulling her skirt up and revealing the bottom half of her bikni. Her arms are also restrained at the waist to pin her forearms to her sides and three more places on her arms are also restrained; above and below her elbows and just below her shoulders. Finally, Mirelle decides to look at what is keeping her bound to the pole. What is restraining Mirelle? [[Heavy chains?->chains no blindfold]] [[Thick, coarse rope?->rope no blindfold]] [[Strong, secure duct tape?->tape no blindfold]]

With her vision stolen from her, Mirelle supposes that there were worse things to be blindfolded with than the scarf tied around her eyes. It is at least comfortable. Mirelle is able to discern, even without her vision, that she is standing up on sand and she is leaning up against a pole. Mirelle attempts to move but she is fixed to the spot and none of her limbs will move away from the pole behind her. //I must be tied up// she thinks. Mirelle is correct. Her legs are bound together and fastened to the pole by restraints that Mirelle has yet to discern. They bind her at the ankles, calves, above and below the knees and higher up on her thighs. Whoever tied her up really doesn't want her to run away. Her upper body is also restrained quite heavily. Mirelle's wrists are bound to her sides and tightly tied to her upper thighs, pulling her skirt up and revealing the bottom half of her bikni. Her arms are also restrained at the waist to pin her forearms to her sides and three more places on her arms are also restrained; above and below her elbows and just below her shoulders. Attempting to feel out her restraints, Mirelle is able to figure out what is restraining her to the pole. What keeps Mirelle securely bound? [[Heavy chains?-> chains blindfold]] [[Thick, coarse rope?->rope blindfold]] [[Sturdy, secure duct tape?->tape blindfold]]

She can just smell the leather pressed tight against her eyes and keeping her blind to the world. It is tightly strapped in place behind Mirelle's head and even padlocked on for added security. Mirelle is able to discern, even without her vision, that she is standing up on sand and she is leaning up against a pole. Mirelle attempts to move but she is fixed to the spot and none of her limbs will move away from the pole behind her. //I must be tied up// she thinks. Mirelle is correct. Her legs are bound together and fastened to the pole by restraints that Mirelle has yet to discern. They bind her at the ankles, calves, above and below the knees and higher up on her thighs. Whoever tied her up really doesn't want her to run away. Her upper body is also restrained quite heavily. Mirelle's wrists are bound to her sides and tightly tied to her upper thighs, pulling her skirt up and revealing the bottom half of her bikni. Her arms are also restrained at the waist to pin her forearms to her sides and three more places on her arms are also restrained; above and below her elbows and just below her shoulders. Attempting to feel out her restraints, Mirelle is able to figure out what is restraining her to the pole. What keeps Mirelle securely bound? [[Heavy chains?-> chains blindfold]] [[Thick, coarse rope?->rope blindfold]] [[Sturdy, secure duct tape?->tape blindfold]]

The sight of such heavy metal keeping her bound is a frightening prospect as whoever did it must intend to keep her restrained for a long time. The locks and chains rattle as Mirelle squrims back and forth in her heavy bondage, unable to move much at all. "Hllmmmp!" Mirelle realizes then that her cry for help is muffled by something. //I'm gagged too// she thinks. Mirelle is correct once again. What gags her? [[A soft sponge sealed in her mouth by a heavy wrapping of duct tape?->stuffed tape gag]] [[A leather panel gag that fills her mouth with a rubber ball?-> panel gag mirelle]]

The rope she sees binding her body is quite thick and there are no knots within reach. Whoever tied her up is quite the expert. Mirelle wriggles in her tight bonds but her movement is severely restricted by the strong ropes that hold her captive. "Hllmmmp!" Mirelle realizes then that her cry for help is muffled by something. //I'm gagged too// she thinks. Mirelle is correct once again. What gags her? [[A soft sponge sealed in her mouth by a heavy wrapping of duct tape?->stuffed tape gag]] [[A leather panel gag that fills her mouth with a rubber ball?-> panel gag mirelle]]

The duct tape is very strong and Mirelle can hardly move a muscle. It clings to her skin and fuses her tightly to the pole at her back. Attmepting to struggle proves fruitless as her movement is minimal at best. She can barely move an inch in the tape that binds her. "Hllmmmp!" Mirelle realizes then that her cry for help is muffled by something. //I'm gagged too// she thinks. Mirelle is correct once again. What gags her? [[A soft sponge sealed in her mouth by a heavy wrapping of duct tape?->stuffed tape gag]] [[A leather panel gag that fills her mouth with a rubber ball?-> panel gag mirelle]]

Feeling the chains against her skin makes her panic a bit and her struggles become a bit more furious. The intent with chains is always clear; she is not going anywhere for quite some time. Locks rattle against the steel that holds her but nothing more comes of her helpless writhing. "Hllmmmp!" Mirelle realizes then that her cry for help is muffled by something. //I'm gagged too// she thinks. Mirelle is correct once again. What gags her? [[A soft sponge sealed in her mouth by a heavy wrapping of duct tape?->tape gag blindfold]] [[A leather panel gag that fills her mouth with a rubber ball?->panel blindfold]]

The feeling of rope is all too familiar to Mirelle, what with all of her escape training and the few times she's been captured before. Still, she takes no comfort in this familiarity. The ropes are expertly tied and Mirelle cannot feel any knots in reach, nor can she see if any of them are within reach either. "Hllmmmp!" Mirelle realizes then that her cry for help is muffled by something. //I'm gagged too// she thinks. Mirelle is correct once again. What gags her? [[A soft sponge sealed in her mouth by a heavy wrapping of duct tape?->tape gag blindfold]] [[A leather panel gag that fills her mouth with a rubber ball?->panel blindfold]]

The sticky tape clings tightly to Mirelle's skin and she cannot move from its sturdy strength. It stretches a bit when she struggles but it is thick and unyielding. Mirelle is not going to be able to escape from this bondage. "Hllmmmp!" Mirelle realizes then that her cry for help is muffled by something. //I'm gagged too// she thinks. Mirelle is correct once again. What gags her? [[A soft sponge sealed in her mouth by a heavy wrapping of duct tape?->tape gag blindfold]] [[A leather panel gag that fills her mouth with a rubber ball?->panel blindfold]]

The duct tape presses tightly against her lips and the outline shows, along with the sponge that makes her cheeks bulge. Mirelle shakes her head in attempt to loosen the gag but it does nothing. "MMMMPH! HLLLMMMMP!" Her screams are but a whisper in this heavy gag and fear rises in the pit of her stomach. MMMMPH! MMM MMMMP! HLLLMP!" Her muffled cries fall on deaf ears. A woman, shorter even than her, steps into her vision. Mirelle looks upon her and finds her dark hair and brown eyes to be quite pretty. But, realizing that this is her captor, she begins to squirm and struggle, protesting into her gag. "I'm real sorry about all this, miss," her captor begins. [[What does she have to say?->mirelle's captor no blindfold]]

The feeling of the tight leather pressing against her mouth causes more panic to rise from Mirelle's stomach. "HLLLMMMPH!" she screams again, but the panel does its job very well. Mirelle bites down on the rubber ball in her mouth and can do nothing about its presence. The entire lower half of her face below the nose as been tightly covered by the leather panel strapped on behind her head. MMMMPH! MMM MMMMP! HLLLMP!" Her muffled cries fall on deaf ears. A woman, shorter even than her, steps into her vision. Mirelle looks upon her and finds her dark hair and brown eyes to be quite pretty. But, realizing that this is her captor, she begins to squirm and struggle, protesting into her gag. "I'm real sorry about all this, miss," her captor begins. [[What does she have to say?->mirelle's captor no blindfold]]

The feeling of the tight leather pressing against her mouth causes more panic to rise from Mirelle's stomach. "HLLLMMMPH!" she screams again, but the panel does its job very well. Mirelle bites down on the rubber ball in her mouth and can do nothing about its presence. The entire lower half of her face below the nose as been tightly covered by the leather panel strapped on behind her head. "MMMMPH! MMM MMMMP! HLLLMP!" Her muffled cries fall on deaf ears. But, after a time, a woman's voice speaks to her. "I am awful sorry, miss. But I had to." [[Who is it?->mirelle's captor blindfold]]

Still utterly blind to the world, Mirelle frantically looks back and forth and shakes her head, trying to work the blindfold loose. She is desperate to find the source of the voice. The woman continues. "I'm not like the others. I didn't want to do this to anyone. Honest. But they make me and tell me I'll wind up tied up like you if I don't do it. I'm sorry." "Mmmmph!" Mirelle protests. Her apologies are little comfort. Before the woman begins speaking again, Mirelle is able to smell something distinct. She felt herself standing in sand but now she can smell... seawater. And it smells close. It sounds close, too, if the crashing waves are any indication. "I wish I knew what made me different. Some of the security ladies call me 'Glitch.' But I don't know what they mean. And I know this isn't much of a comfort to you but I really am sorry I had to tie you up like this." "Thmm lmmt mmm gmmm!" Mirelle suggests, trying to enunciate but the gag prevents her speech from being anything but garbled nonsense. The woman called 'Glitch' seems to understand her, however. "I can't. I'm afraid of what they'll do to me if I do. Please understand." Mirelle sighs but her kind heart wins out. She feels bad for the poor woman, being used like she is. She wants to help her but Mirelle isn't exactly in a position to help anyone at the moment. "I need to explain why we're here, so close to the sea. Well, this is where the tide comes in. And it goes right up over your head. You can tell by the cliffs behind you." "HMMMPH!?" "Don't panic. It comes in slow and isn't that high for a long time. Tonight it'll be real late at night. But it starts coming in a few minutes from now. You'll be safe until then and maybe, hopefully, it'll give you enough time to get out before... well, you know the rest." "NMMM! LMMMT MMM GMMM! HLMMMP!" "I'm sorry. They made me do it. Said they'd kill me if I didn't leave you tied up right here. The water's coming in now so I need to leave. I'm so, so sorry." "NMMM! MMMMMMPH! MMMMMMM MMMMMMPH! HHHLLLLLMMMMMMPPPP!!!" Mirelle's screams are not answered this time as the woman saunters off behind her somewhere. As soon as she leaves, Mirelle feels the first traces of cold water rushing in over her ankles. "HHHLLLLMMMMMPPHHH!!!" Now it's a race against time for escape or rescue. [[Time to move on->next]]

"I'm not like the others. I didn't want to do this to anyone. Honest. But they make me and tell me I'll wind up tied up like you if I don't do it. I'm sorry." "Mmmmph!" Mirelle protests. Her apologies are little comfort. "I wish I knew what made me different. Some of the security ladies call me 'Glitch.' But I don't know what they mean. And I know this isn't much of a comfort to you but I really am sorry I had to tie you up like this." "Thmm lmmt mmm gmmm!" Mirelle suggests, trying to enunciate but the gag prevents her speech from being anything but garbled nonsense. The woman called 'Glitch' seems to understand her, however. "I can't. I'm afraid of what they'll do to me if I do. Please understand." Mirelle sighs but her kind heart wins out. She feels bad for the poor woman, being used like she is. She wants to help her but Mirelle isn't exactly in a position to help anyone at the moment. "I need to explain why we're here, so close to the sea. Well, this is where the tide comes in. And it goes right up over your head. You can tell by the cliffs behind you." "HMMMPH!?" "Don't panic. It comes in slow and isn't that high for a long time. Tonight it'll be real late at night. But it starts coming in a few minutes from now. You'll be safe until then and maybe, hopefully, it'll give you enough time to get out before... well, you know the rest." "NMMM! LMMMT MMM GMMM! HLMMMP!" "I'm sorry. They made me do it. Said they'd kill me if I didn't leave you tied up right here. The water's coming in now so I need to leave. I'm so, so sorry." "NMMM! MMMMMMPH! MMMMMMM MMMMMMPH! HHHLLLLLMMMMMMPPPP!!!" Mirelle's screams are not answered this time as the woman saunters off behind her somewhere. As soon as she leaves, Mirelle feels the first traces of cold water rushing in over her ankles. "HHHLLLLMMMMMPPHHH!!!" Now it's a race against time for escape or rescue. [[Time to move on->next]]

Six big, strong women like her? Artema doesn't like the odds but the chances are that none of them can put up nearly the fight that she can. So she decides to stand her ground and do what she does best: fight! Taking the advantage of surprise, Artema turns on a dime and launches herself at the woman at the head of the pack of six. One swift kick to the gut and a punch to the face send the woman sprawling into the sand, kicking up dust in her wake. The other five are surprised by this turn of events and it gives Artema time to take out a second with a vicious uppercut to the jaw. With two of their number now on the ground, the remaining four ready themselves and begin to fight back. One of them tries to land a punch to the side of Artema's head but the purple-haired amazon swiftly blocks the strike with her right arm, knocking the woman's fist aside to land a solid punch of her own to the woman's forehead. Losing her balance, Artema helps her along by tripping her and sending her to the sand with the other two, writhing in pain. Three left. Two come at her at once and one grabs her around the waist, trying to tackle her to the ground. She is surprised when she hits a brick wall of muscle and Artema, widening her stance, barely moves an inch. The second woman moves quickly and throws a fast kick toward Artema's head. With the first woman still grappling around her waist, Artema reaches up and stops the woman's kick in mid-air, grabbing her ankle. She pulls the woman toward her and lands a solid punch to her head, using her own momentum against her. With yet another opponent on the ground, Artema elbows the woman grappling her in the back of the head, knocking her clean out and sending her to the sand with the other four. The final woman holds her hands out to her sides and backs away. "Hey, easy now! I give, I give." Artema folds her arms. "Damn right you do. Get lost." The woman does as she is told and leaves Artema alone, triumphant. Now that they are taken care of, there is still the matter of the other three women. The SUV is still an avenue of escape but running doesn't seem like an option now as the three women advance toward her. The forest seems less risky now with fewer pursuers but Artema doesn't know what might await her in the trees. What does she do now? [[Battle the women and steal the SUV!-> knockout gas]] [[Run for the trees!->successful hide 2]]

The SUV is a quick means of escape and Artema doesn't have to fight as many opponents. Even better, she doesn't even have to fight at all if she is clever. Breaking out at a run, Artema bowls over one of the women guarding the SUV and quickly opens the door. She jumps inside and closes it before any of the others can get to her. With the doors now locked, Artema is safe from their grasp. But before she can take off, she notices the women outside smiling and backing away from the vehicle. Suddenly, Artema realizes her mistake. Reaching for the door handle, she finds that she can't get it open and gas starts to flood the cabin from the vents in front of her. It's too late now, but Artema should have guessed the SUV was a trap! It was too obvious an escape route, even while guarded. It was the quickest and easiest way out, which made it the perfect place for a trap. Still mentally scolding herself, Artema begins to feel faint as more of the gas floods into the cabin. She tries slowing her breathing but the gas has already seeped its way into her lungs and is doing its work on her brain. In a matter of moments, Artema falls unconscious at the wheel of the SUV. [[Captured!->artema captured]]

It's a bit risky, isolating herself in the forest. But Artema could easily hide and stands a decent chance of avoiding a fight with any of her current pursuers. Not that a fight is something she can't win but, with the odds against her, Artema thinks it best to traverse into the trees and lose the women pursuing her. Bolting for the trees, Artema moves quickly on her strong legs and even the other big women have trouble keeping up with her. She even manages to draw the three women guarding the SUV after her. Quickly disappearing into the trees, her pursuers tail after her and tear through the mess of leaves. In moments, however, they lose sight of their target. Artema, the hulking woman they all wished to capture, has completely vanished. Three of the women exit the trees and head back to the SUV but the other six push deeper into the tropical forest, hoping to find and subdue the mighty woman. But Artema watches them go from between some thick ferns, having successfully hid herself away. Now with energy to spare, Artema steps back out onto the beach again. The three women who pursued her are standing by the SUV again and they do not give chase when they see her. Suspicious of this, Artema doesn't move any closer. But the SUV, running and ready behind them, seems a good target to climb into and escape this beach quickly. But Artema is still suspicious of just what the three women are doing by the SUV and wonders if going around them and outrunning them is her best option. Running didn't seem a good idea before but perhaps it is better than whatever the three women are planning. What does Artema do from here? [[Steal the SUV anyway!-> knockout gas]] [[Go around and risk a chase-> escape artema]]

It's a bit risky, isolating herself in the forest. But Artema could easily hide and stands a decent chance of avoiding a fight with any of her current pursuers. Not that a fight is something she can't win but, with the odds against her, Artema thinks it best to traverse into the trees and lose the women pursuing her. Bolting for the trees, Artema moves quickly on her strong legs and even the other big women have trouble keeping up with her. She even manages to draw the three women guarding the SUV after her. Quickly disappearing into the trees, her pursuers tail after her and tear through the mess of leaves. In moments, however, they lose sight of their target. Artema, the hulking woman they all wished to capture, has completely vanished. The three women push deeper into the tropical forest, hoping to find and subdue the mighty woman. But Artema watches them go from between some thick ferns, having successfully hid herself away. Now with energy to spare, Artema steps back out onto the beach again. Now unguarded, the SUV is running and ready.It seems a good target to climb into and escape this beach quickly but something seems wrong. Artema can't quite put her finger on what exactly is wrong but those three women who guarded the vehicle did seem mighty confident about something. It could just be her imagination, however, and the ungarded vehicle would be her quick ticket away from the crowded beach. Aside from the SUV, the only thing Artema can do at this point is run down the road. With no pursuers, and no doubts lingering in her mind about running, it could be an easy getaway. It would be slow, however, and who knows if more pursuers might be on their way. What should Artema do? [[Take the quick way! The SUV is waiting...-> knockout gas 2]] [[Take it slower and run!-> escape artema]]

The fog of Artema's mind quickly clears and she opens her eyes. Is that a blindfold over her eyes? [[Yes->blindfold yes]] [[No->blindfold no]]

To her surprise, nobody pursues Artema down the road leading to the centre of the island. It doesn't take her long on her strong legs to leave the sandy beach and the scores of kidnappers behind. Still checking behind her every few seconds, Artema soon realizes that no one is following her and she will make it to the centre of the island, unheeded. The mighty leader's mind shifts focus then to her waiting team and the thief. She'll have to find and save all of them, if they haven't managed to avoid capture. Even Aurora, if they stand any chance of escaping this simulation and getting back to the real world. The island awaits and now Artema is free to get them out of here. [[Success! Time to move on->next]]

The SUV is a quick means of escape and, even better, she doesn't even have to fight at all. Breaking out at a run, Artema charges for the SUV and quickly opens the door. She jumps inside and closes it, grabbing hold of the wheel. With the doors now locked, Artema is safe from the grasp of anyone left on the beach so she takes a quick breath. But before she can take off, she notices a woman approach the vehicle from outside, taking care not to get too close. She is smiling. Suddenly, Artema realizes her mistake. Reaching for the door handle, she finds that she can't get it open and gas starts to flood the cabin from the vents in front of her. It's too late now, but Artema should have guessed the SUV was a trap! It was too obvious an escape route, even while guarded. It was the quickest and easiest way out, which made it the perfect place for a trap. Still mentally scolding herself, Artema begins to feel faint as more of the gas floods into the cabin. She tries slowing her breathing but the gas has already seeped its way into her lungs and is doing its work on her brain. In a matter of moments, Artema falls unconscious at the wheel of the SUV. [[Captured!->artema captured]]

Opening her eyes has been fruitless as Artema soon figures out that she has been blindfolded with something. What is it? [[A strict, latex hood->latex hood]] [[A silky scarf that matches her swimsuit and sandals?->scarf blindfold]] [[A white, leather blindfold tightly strapped on?->white leather]]

Realizing she is able to see, Artema discerns that she is in a large cell of some kind, underground. Perhaps it is the basement of that hotel she saw? No matter, as now Artema realizes that she has been heavily restrained. She would know the feeling anywhere. And she can tell it'll be tough, even for a master escapologist like her. What binds her arms? [[A strict, latex armbinder reinforced with straps around her wrists and biceps?->armbinder]] [[A tough, canvas straitjacket?->straitjacket]] [[Heavy chains and hinged cuffs for her wrists and biceps?->chains and cuffs]]

When Artema tries to breathe, the hood tightens even more around her face. Only two nose holes allow her room to breathe and the thing clings to her face like a mask, keeping her completely in the dark. That can't be all, of course, as Artema realizes that she is very heavily restrained. She can tell it's going to be tough, too, even for an expert escapologist like her. What binds her arms? [[A strict, latex armbinder reinforced with straps around her wrists and biceps?->armbinder]] [[A tough, canvas straitjacket?->straitjacket]] [[Heavy chains and hinged cuffs for her wrists and biceps?->chains and cuffs]]

The scarf is thick so no light can get through but Artema supposes it is rather comfortable around her eyes. She shakes her head to try and get it loose but it doesn't budge. That can't be all, of course, as Artema realizes that she is very heavily restrained. She can tell it's going to be tough, too, even for an expert escapologist like her. What binds her arms? [[A strict, latex armbinder reinforced with straps around her wrists and biceps?->armbinder]] [[A tough, canvas straitjacket?->straitjacket]] [[Heavy chains and hinged cuffs for her wrists and biceps?->chains and cuffs]]

With the leather thing tightly strapped over her eyes, Artema cannot see a single thing. It is uncomfortably tight, strapped on and locked onto her head to keep her blind. That can't be all, of course, as Artema realizes that she is very heavily restrained. She can tell it's going to be tough, too, even for an expert escapologist like her. What binds her arms? [[A strict, latex armbinder reinforced with straps around her wrists and biceps?->armbinder]] [[A tough, canvas straitjacket?->straitjacket]] [[Heavy chains and hinged cuffs for her wrists and biceps?->chains and cuffs]]

The armbinder fuses her arms so tightly together behind her back that Artema can feel her elbows touching. Her chest juts out from the tight restraint and she tests the thing a bit by flexing her arms. It is very strong and she won't be able to break it with sheer force. And with her hands sealed away, it would prove very difficult to escape from, if she even can. She is further restrained, of course, with restraints keeping her legs bound together. What are they? [[Chains?-> leg chains]] [[Leather straps?->leg straps]] [[Medical cuffs tied together with metal links?->leg cuffs]]

The straitjacket is tightly strapped to her back. More straps tighten around her wrists and biceps to further restrain her arms crossed in front of her. Another two straps go between her legs to keep the jacket from slipping upward. One final strap encircles her neck and constricts tightly around it to further the feeling of restraint. She is further restrained, of course, with restraints keeping her legs bound together. What are they? [[Chains?-> leg chains]] [[Leather straps?->leg straps]] [[Medical cuffs tied together with metal links?->leg cuffs]]

Heavy, hinged handcuffs lock her wrists together and another, larger pair entraps her biceps. Heavy chains are also wrapped around her arms, wrapping above and below her breasts. The metal is firmly in place and Artema is without a lockpick. She curses her swimsuit for its lack of pockets! She is further restrained, of course, with restraints keeping her legs bound together. What are they? [[Chains?-> leg chains]] [[Leather straps?->leg straps]] [[Medical cuffs tied together with metal links?->leg cuffs]]

The chains bind her legs in five places at the ankles, calves, knees and thighs. They rattle as she kicks her mighty, toned legs but they don't move much. Another chain is attached to her waist, which itself has another chain looped through it and attached to her ankles, causing her heels to touch her rear end. Artema is lying on her belly in a restrictive hogtie postition. Knowing what comes next, Artema tests her voice as well. "Mmmph." //Yep. Gagged// she thinks to herself. What is Artema's gag? [[A heavy muzzle gag?-> artema muzzle]] [[A harness ball gag with a steel ball?->harness ball steel]] [[A huge sponge filling her mouth with a double wrapping of duct tape and microfoam tape?->double tape gag]]

Five thick leather straps bind her legs together at the ankles, calves, knees and thighs. Artema can hardly move any of her strong muscles. Topping it off, another strap is wrapped around her waist, attaching to the final strap that pulls her ankles up so far that her heels are touching her butt. Artema is lying on her belly in a restrictive hogtie postition. Knowing what comes next, Artema tests her voice as well. "Mmmph." //Yep. Gagged// she thinks to herself. What is Artema's gag? [[A heavy muzzle gag?-> artema muzzle]] [[A harness ball gag with a steel ball?->harness ball steel]] [[A huge sponge filling her mouth with a double wrapping of duct tape and microfoam tape?->double tape gag]]

The tough, medical cuffs keep Artema bound at the ankles, knees, and thighs. Furthering them, a heavy belt is strapped to her waist and a thick chain pulls her ankles up to it so that her butt and heels are now touching. Artema is lying on her belly in a restrictive hogtie postition. Knowing what comes next, Artema tests her voice as well. "Mmmph." //Yep. Gagged// she thinks to herself. What is Artema's gag? [[A heavy muzzle gag?-> artema muzzle]] [[A harness ball gag with a steel ball?->harness ball steel]] [[A huge sponge filling her mouth with a double wrapping of duct tape and microfoam tape?->double tape gag]]

The heavy muzzle gag encircles her whole head with a web of straps and the muzzle itself covers the entire lower half of her face below the nose, fusing her jaw shut and keeping her completely silent. Artema tries to scream, just to test it. "MMMMPPPHH!" Barely a whisper. "Mmm mmmph!" Artema grunts, trying to get a good feel for her surroundings. She rolls around a bit and finds that the room is quite large and empty, save for its prisoner, and every surface is padded. It has to be a cell of some sort. [[But where is she?->artema's cell]]

Artema can't even bite down on the steel ball in her mouth as it has no give. It holds her jaw open painfully and saliva begins to run down her chin. "Mmmph!" she tests her gag again and the heavy steel ball is quite good at keeping her muffled. "Mmm mmmph!" Artema grunts, trying to get a good feel for her surroundings. She rolls around a bit and finds that the room is quite large and empty, save for its prisoner, and every surface is padded. It has to be a cell of some sort. [[But where is she?->artema's cell]]

The heavy wrapping of tape around her head is rather obnoxious but it keeps the mighty Artema utterly silent. The sponge that fills her mouth causes her cheeks to bulge out and painfully pries her jaw partially open. "MMMPPH! A test scream barely registers in Artema's ears, telling her that she is quite thoroughly bound and gagged. "Mmm mmmph!" Artema grunts, trying to get a good feel for her surroundings. She rolls around a bit and finds that the room is quite large and empty, save for its prisoner, and every surface is padded. It has to be a cell of some sort. [[But where is she?->artema's cell]]

As though to answer her thoughts, a familiar voice speaks over an intercom to her from somewhere above her. "Hello, Agent Hunter. Or Artema, whichever you prefer." "Jmmmnmmm!?" It is Jhana, the creator of this dastardly simulation the agents of Weston find themselves trapped within. Her voice is clear, confident, and just a bit smug. "I didn't think you'd fall for any of my traps. Well done on performing below my expectations, my dear." "MMMMPPPHHH!!" "Oh scream all you like, Artema. There's no one to save you down there. No one at all, in fact. Those AI just dumped you in here to rot. Hell, I might just have to jump into the simulation and come see you. You look positively darling, all trussed up like that." "MMM MMMMPH! MMM WMMMLL GMMMT MMMMT MMMPH THMMMPH!" "You'll get out of this, you say? By all means, try. But I made sure those AI tied you up real good, Artema. There won't be any escaping this time. And if you do manage it well, congratulations on being a better escape artist than I ever thought. For now, though, I'll keep you stashed and out of the way while the rest of your agents face their certain doom. Bye bye!" Jhana's voice stops abruptly and Artema struggles violently against her restraints. "CMMMM BMMK HMMMR! MMMM GMMM YMMMM!" But silence answers her. Artema is completely alone in a padded cell, heavily bound and gagged, and unable to escape. She thrashes mightily and strains her incredible muscles to their limit. But without tools or any real leverage, Artema can't break free of her very strict bonds. She screams in frustration. "MMMMMPPPHHHH!!" Bucking, writhing, thrashing, twisting every which way, Artema's struggles prove fruitless. She works up a sweat and then stops herself. Artema tries to focus and calm her mind. It is the only way a trained escapologist can get things done. But there is still just one question on her mind. [[How will she escape?-> bondage escape]]

With some heavy concentration (and maybe a bit of luck) Artema is able to start working free of her bonds, though there is a long way to go. It is rather tight and felt inescapeable at first. Has her captor left her some openings to free herself? No matter, as Artema calmly begins to escape from her tight bondage. It takes quite some time, hours in fact, but Artema manages to get her arms free. In time she is moving onto her legs and makes rather short work of freeing them. From there, she is free to both speak and see once more and she stands up, having defeated her strict bonds. The master escape artist feels around the padded walls and finds the gap where the door is. Feeling around even more, Artema finds a latch and pulls upward with one mighty heave and the thing clicks into place. It is a heavy, steel door but Artema manages to pull it open using every last ounce of her strength. Set back on her path, Artema begins ascending a staircase to head back outside and get to her goal at the centre of the island. Her mind now turns to her agents, the ones she looks after, so that she may save them from this awful fate. [[Escaped! Time to move on->next]]

Seeing as its the closest, Farrah decides that the souvenir shop is her best bet. Before the woman following her can notice, Farrah quickly rushes past an older woman coming out of the store. Once inside, Farrah finds a good view of the display window and starts pretending to browse. The store is lined with... useless crap. Farrah supposes that all souvenir stores usually did have useless crap but this one is... shocking. She stops in front of a shelf with an assortment of miniature, plastic snowglobes with absolutely nothing inside. Nothing, just blank snow globes, each priced at five dollars. She shakes her head at the insanity of this garbage. Hanging from a hook beside them, Farrah notices a row of what look to be toothbrushes but they have a tiny blade that comes out the bottom of the handle. On the packaging is 'NEW! Combination toothbrush and handy pen knife!" "When would this be useful?" Farrah says to herself. Finally, she notices a shelf below them with small bottles with dark liquid inside them. The label reads 'NEW! Enjoy the refreshment of iced tea, warm! The insulated bottle keeps it warm for those cold nights!" "What? Isn't that just... tea?" "Ma'am," a stern, female voice says to her. Farrah looks up and sees two female police officers staring right at her from the end of the aisle. "Who are you talking to?" The pair of them are both smaller than Farrah but they look fit and could probably out muscle her if they work together. "Oh, I was just... thinking out loud. No trouble from me, officers." "Who said anything about trouble?" the second officer asks. "Right. Sorry," Farrah says. "Listen here, blondie," the first officer says. "Heard from somebody outside that you were in here shoplifting." "Oh, no. I'm just looking." "Yeah? If you were really in here just looking you'd be thinking of buying something, wouldn't you? What are you thinking of buying then, miss?" Farrah takes a few seconds to think. The officers seem hellbent that she is shoplifting. They're wrong but they seem to know that she isn't in here shopping, either. Choosing the wrong item to convince them could mark her as suspicious. But everything she's seen is so useless! What can she pretend she likes to make the officers leave her alone? [[A snow globe->police leave]] [[A toothbrush->arrested]] [[A 'warm' iced tea->arrested 2]]

Farrah chooses to risk the huge woman smiling at her to hide in the coffee shop. The police aren't looking and the woman following her doesn't see her so Farrah ducks into the crowd and takes a seat near the back of the patio, facing outward toward the sidewalk. With her view unobstructed, Farrah can watch and see what the cops might be after her for and also get a good look at her stalker. But before she can start to watch the crowd, she hears someone moving toward her from the left. Farrah doesn't turn her head, hoping it isn't who she thinks, but then someone quite tall shades her from the sun and stands over her, smiling. "My, aren't you a big, strong one," a thick, woman's voice says to her. The tattooed woman folds her arms again and the smile widens across her lips. "Yeah, I, um... I work out," Farrah said, trying to keep her eyes off of the woman. "And you have such pretty hair. I think I'm falling in love." "Listen, I don't have time for-" "For what? You don't have time for me? I think you should make time, sweetheart." Farrah begins losing her temper and stands from her seat. The larger woman shoves her back down, still smiling. Farrah tries to stand again, this time balling her fist and taking a swing at the hulking woman in front of her. Her fist hits something solid and then she realizes that the woman caught her punch with one hand. She tries to battle back against the woman's strength but the tattooed giant simply spins Farrah around and pulls her arm behind her back. With the other arm, she pulls Farrah close and shoves a wet rag into her face. "Shhh. Easy now. You're coming with me." "Mmmph! Mmm mmmph!" Farrah fights and kicks but the huge woman is too much for her to overcome. It only takes a few seconds for Farrah to black out from breathing in whatever substance coats the cloth. All of a sudden, the world is nothing but black. [[Captured!->farrah captured]]

Enough is enough. Farrah ignores everything else and whirls on her pursuer. The small woman shrinks back a bit as Farrah approaches her but she doesn't run away. Farrah stays her temper and puts on her best cocky voice, like she is talking to one of the Agency. "Hey there," she says. "What's a cute thing like you doing, following someone like me?" The woman stares at her, meekly, and clasps both of her hands together at her chest. "Um, ma'am? I've heard some things about you and I wanted to help you but... I was too scared to approach you." "You're right to be scared, little lady. But what have you heard about me?" "Well I heard that you, um, don't really get along with those other women you arrived on the island with?" "Is that a fact?" "Yes, ma'am. And there are a lot of people on this island who want to... acquire them. I understand you have a particular grudge against that strong lady with the purple hair?" "And how did you come to know this, girl?" "Well, um, I hear things. From people. It's easy for someone like me to go unnoticed." "So you spied on those Agents, did you?" Farrah asks. "You're a woman after my own heart. Might just be useful yet. Any reason why you took an interest in me?" "You looked like you maybe needed help dealing with your problems. And by that I mean those other women. I can help you capture the purple haired woman. I know where she's going." "And where is she going?" "She's helping the local police and is headed back to the jailhouse right now. If we hurry, we might be able to catch her there alone." "And why do you want to kidnap Artema?" "She, um, beat up a friend of mine and tied her up. I want to get her back for it." The propect of getting the drop on Artema is intriguing to Farrah. She has never once had the upper hand on Agent Hunter. Finally it might be Farrah's turn to tie up and capture the woman who has been nothing but a headache for her. Farrah is supposed to be her informant within Aurora's organization, however, and has been captured and tied up by Artema and her agents countless times. She isn't sure she wants to mess with Artema again. Also, in staring at the woman, and knowing the purpose of the island, Farrah could have some fun of her own and try to capture this small, meek little thing for herself. She smiles at the prospect. What should she do? [[Follow the woman and accept her help to kidnap Artema->jailhouse capture]] [[Refuse and attempt to kidnap her!-> knockout capture]] [[Refuse and head back into town->arrested 3]]

Farrah picks up one of the pointless snowglobes and holds it up to the officers with a half-hearted grin. "Um... I like to do crafts?" she says. "And these are... really handy for making... snow globes and stuff. Yeah." The two officers look at each other for a moment and then turn back to Farrah. "Everybody comes in for them. We see people leaving here with them all the time. Popular item, the snow globe. And too cheap to get anything for if you sell them. Be pointless to steal them. All right then. You're no shoplifter." Both officers tip their hats to Farrah. "Have a good day, ma'am." With the cops out of the store, Farrah breathes a sigh of relief. However, she feels her temper rise when she spots a familiar face out of the corner of her eye. The mousey woman following her has entered the souvenir shop. Enough is enough. Farrah ignores everything else and whirls on her pursuer. The small woman shrinks back a bit as Farrah approaches her but she doesn't run away. Farrah stays her temper and puts on her best cocky voice, like she is talking to one of the Agency. "Hey there," she says. "What's a cute thing like you doing, following someone like me?" The woman stares at her, meekly, and clasps both of her hands together at her chest. "Um, ma'am? I've heard some things about you and I wanted to help you but... I was too scared to approach you." "You're right to be scared, little lady. But what have you heard about me?" "Well I heard that you, um, don't really get along with those other women you arrived on the island with?" "Is that a fact?" "Yes, ma'am. And there are a lot of people on this island who want to... acquire them. I understand you have a particular grudge against that strong lady with the purple hair?" "And how did you come to know this, girl?" "Well, um, I hear things. From people. It's easy for someone like me to go unnoticed." "So you spied on those Agents, did you?" Farrah asks. "You're a woman after my own heart. Might just be useful yet. Any reason why you took an interest in me?" "You looked like you maybe needed help dealing with your problems. And by that I mean those other women. I can help you capture the purple haired woman. I know where she's going." "And where is she going?" "She's helping the local police and is headed back to the jailhouse right now. If we hurry, we might be able to catch her there alone." "And why do you want to kidnap Artema?" "She, um, beat up a friend of mine and tied her up. I want to get her back for it." The propect of getting the drop on Artema is intriguing to Farrah. She has never once had the upper hand on Agent Hunter. Finally it might be Farrah's turn to tie up and capture the woman who has been nothing but a headache for her. Farrah is supposed to be her informant within Aurora's organization, however, and has been captured and tied up by Artema and her agents countless times. She isn't sure she wants to mess with Artema again. Also, in staring at the woman, and knowing the purpose of the island, Farrah could have some fun of her own and try to capture this small, meek little thing for herself. She smiles at the prospect. What should she do? [[Follow the woman and help her kidnap Artema->jailhouse capture]] [[Refuse and attempt to kidnap her!-> knockout capture]] [[Refuse and head back into town->arrested 3]]

"Well uh... these are handy litle tools, right?" Farrah says, holding up one of the idiotic toothbrush/pen knives. The two officers look at each other for a moment and share a brief chuckle. "So you like hidden weapons, do you?" the first officer asks. "What? I'm not-" "Nobody buys those things. They're useless! But they sell pretty well on the streets as a concealed weapon. You're definitely a shoplifter." "What? I'm not stealing it!" "Yeah right. Put your hands behind your back, ma'am. You're coming with us." "But I didn't do anything!" Both cops decide to rush her then and they wrestle her arms behind her back, handcuffing them in place. Farrah is still strong enough to shake them off and she tries to run for the door. But the second cop runs at her with lightning speed and tackles her to the ground. In an instant, the first cop is on her, clapping a pair of leg irons on her ankles. "No! Get off me!" "Mouthy too?" the first officer says. "We have ways of dealing with that." "What are you-mmmmph!" The second officer pulls a heavy, leather panel over Farrah's mouth and buckles it on behind her head. "MMMPH! LMMT MM GMMMM!" Now shackled and gagged, Farrah is helpless to stop the two officers from marching her off to the jailhouse. [[Captured!->farrah captured]]

Farrah chooses the ridiculous 'warm' iced tea and holds it up for the officers. They stare at each other and share a laugh. "She's walking right into that one!" the first officer says. "You like making bombs, ma'am?" the second officer asks. "What? Bomb? It's just a stupid bottle of tea." "It's not the tea. But you know that, don't you? Those bottles are perfect for holding volatile ingredients like nitroglycerin. You know. For making bombs? Think we got ourselves a domestic terrorist on our hands." "What? I want to drink it. I guess..." "You're shoplifting it to make into a bomb. Or at least sell to a bomb maker. Aren't you?" "What? I'm not stealing it!" "Yeah right. Put your hands behind your back, ma'am. You're coming with us." "But I didn't do anything!" Both cops decide to rush her then and they wrestle her arms behind her back, handcuffing them in place. Farrah is still strong enough to shake them off and she tries to run for the door. But the second cop runs at her with lightning speed and tackles her to the ground. In an instant, the first cop is on her, clapping a pair of leg irons on her ankles. "No! Get off me!" "Mouthy too?" the first officer says. "We have ways of dealing with that." "What are you-mmmmph!" The second officer pulls a heavy, leather panel over Farrah's mouth and buckles it on behind her head. "MMMPH! LMMT MM GMMMM!" Now shackled and gagged, Farrah is helpless to stop the two officers from marching her off to the jailhouse. [[Captured!->farrah captured]]

Farrah's eyes finally open and she takes a good look at her surroundings. She's in a small lockup cell in what she can only guess is the jailhouse. The small, mousey woman who stalked her is in the room with her, smiling down at her. But the woman isn't what concerns Farrah right now. She's definitely tied up. Again. This much she can guess. She is sitting on a hard bench at the back of the cell and, as far as she can tell, she is not tied to anything. Farrah's restraints wrap around her strong legs at the ankles, calves, below the knees and at the thighs. Another tightens around her waist and pins her bound hands to her back, where they sit crossed. Her chest is framed by a web of restraints that dig into her arms and further restrict movement. What has she been tied up with? [[Strong rope?->rope farrah]] [[Sturdy leather straps?->straps farrah]] [[Rolls and rolls of heavy duty duct tape?->heavy duty tape]]

Farrah's lips curl into a broad smile when she thinks of the possibility of capturing Artema. What sweet revenge it will be! "All right then. Show me the way, girl. Let's go," Farrah says. The woman simply nods and hurries off toward the jailhouse, where it sits across the sidestreet from the souvenir shop. It is a rather plain, brick building with tiny, barred windows on all sides. The woman waits by the front door, leaning back from peeking around the corner. "There! I saw her but I think she saw me, too. You can handle her, right? I think you should go in first." Farrah smiles, patting the smaller woman on the cheek. "Don't worry your pretty head, darling. I'll protect you from that nasty woman." Farrah barges in the front doors and charges forward before stopping. It's dark in the building. There are only a handful of lights on and, much to her dismay, the building is empty. It takes her only moments to realize the mistake she's made and she turns around, intending to charge back outside and give the smaller woman hell. But when she tries the doors, they are locked. She shoves them harder but they refuse to open. Suddenly, something small jabs into the nape of her neck and Farrah plucks a small dart from it. In an instant, she starts feeling woozy and the room swims in front of her. Farrah has just enough time to turn around again and see the small woman grinning at her with a small dart gun in her hands. "Good night, beautiful," she says, with much more assertive confidence than she had shown before. "So... this is what betrayal feels like..." Farrah says to herself before falling to the floor and passing out. [[Captured!->farrah captured]]

"You, little lady, just made a big mistake," Farrah says. "What?" "Do you think I'm stupid? I'm not falling for your game. But, all this talk of kidnapping has given me ideas. Come here!" Farrah spins the small woman around and grabs her by the torso. She pulls her close and covers her mouth with one strong hand. "Let's go have some fun together." As Farrah begins dragging the girl away, she feels something stick into her upper thigh and lets her go as all of her muscles suddenly go limp. A small syringe is stuck in her leg and Farrah pulls it out but it's already taking effect. "What... did you do?" "It's a muscle relaxant. And a heavy sleep drug. Nighty night, dear." Farrah curses at the girl once before collapsing to the ground and losing consciousness. [[Captured!->farrah captured]]

Farrah considers her options and decides that taking on Artema again is not a viable option anymore. She'll have to get to Artema some other way. "Thanks but no thanks. Been there, done that," she says. Farrah turns away from the small woman and begins walking into the town again when two female police officers stop in front of her. They are both smaller than Farrah but they look fit and strong and if they double team her then Farrah might have trouble fighting them off. "Ma'am, we saw what you did," the first one says. "What are you talking about?" "Attempting to kidnap an innocent girl? In broad daylight? You must be some kind of idiot," says the second. "What? I didn't-" "Put your hands behind your back, ma'am. You're coming with us." "But I didn't do anything!" Both cops decide to rush her then and they wrestle her arms behind her back, handcuffing them in place. Farrah is still strong enough to shake them off and she tries to run. But the second cop runs at her with lightning speed and tackles her to the ground. In an instant, the first cop is on her, clapping a pair of leg irons on her ankles. "No! Get off me!" "Mouthy too?" the first officer says. "We have ways of dealing with that." "What are you-mmmmph!" The second officer pulls a heavy, leather panel over Farrah's mouth and buckles it on behind her head. "MMMPH! LMMT MM GMMMM!" Now shackled and gagged, Farrah is helpless to stop the two officers from marching her off to the jailhouse. [[Captured!->farrah captured]]

The rope is thick and smooth so it isn't too uncomfortable. But it chafes with every movement of Farrah's bound body and holds her tightly, unable to escape. Her struggles are fruitless and when she spots the mousey woman again, Farrah tries to swear at her. "MMMM MMMMMPH!" //Oh great. I'm gagged, too// she thinks. What is Farrah gagged with? [[A thick wrapping of heavy duty duct tape, holding a sponge in her mouth?-> heavy duty tape gag]] [[A red ball gag with a chin strap?->ball gag chin strap]] [[A knotted cleave gag that matches her bathing suit?-> cleave farrah]]

The straps are extremely tight and Farrah can hardly move any of her limbs. Her struggles make them stretch and groan but they refuse to give in to even her great strength, rendering Farrah completely helpless. Her struggles are fruitless and when she spots the mousey woman again, Farrah tries to swear at her. "MMMM MMMMMPH!" //Oh great. I'm gagged, too// she thinks. What is Farrah gagged with? [[A thick wrapping of heavy duty duct tape, holding a sponge in her mouth?-> heavy duty tape gag]] [[A red ball gag with a chin strap?->ball gag chin strap]] [[A knotted cleave gag that matches her bathing suit?-> cleave farrah]]

This duct tape sticks very tightly to her skin and doesn't give an inch of leeway. It is merciless and holds her very effectively. It seems whoever tied her up used up quite a few rolls binding her as the empty rolls lay scattered about on the cell floor. Her struggles are fruitless and when she spots the mousey woman again, Farrah tries to swear at her. "MMMM MMMMMPH!" //Oh great. I'm gagged, too// she thinks. What is Farrah gagged with? [[A thick wrapping of heavy duty duct tape, holding a sponge in her mouth?-> heavy duty tape gag]] [[A red ball gag with a chin strap?->ball gag chin strap]] [[A knotted cleave gag that matches her bathing suit?-> cleave farrah]]

"MMMMMPPPHHH!" The duct tape and sponge combine for an incredible effective gag that renders Farrah completely silent. Her captor can hardly hear a sound out of her gagged lips with the strong duct tape sealing them shut. "MMM MMMMPH! YMMML PMMMM FMMM THMMMMPH!" Farrah's gagged threats mean nothing to the very confident woman who now stands before her, staring directly into her eyes. While they stare each other down, Farrah has only one question in mind? [[Who is she?->farrah's captor]]

Saliva dribbles down her chin as she continues her swearing tirade against the smiling woman in her cell. The ball gag renders her unintelligible and does a good job of keeping Farrah quiet. "MMM MMMMPH! YMMML PMMMM FMMM THMMMMPH!" Farrah's gagged threats mean nothing to the very confident woman who now stands before her, staring directly into her eyes. While they stare each other down, Farrah has only one question in mind? [[Who is she?->farrah's captor]]

The cleave gag bites into Farrah's skin as the grey cloth pulls tightly between her teeth. The knot in the middle muffles Farrah's protests quite effectively and she can't make anything she says sound like words. It is both a simple and effective gag. "MMM MMMMPH! YMMML PMMMM FMMM THMMMMPH!" Farrah's gagged threats mean nothing to the very confident woman who now stands before her, staring directly into her eyes. While they stare each other down, Farrah has only one question in mind? [[Who is she?->farrah's captor]]

Farrah struggles hard in her bonds as the mousey little woman swaggers closer to her with a cocky grin on her face. //If I wasn't tied up I'd smack that grin right off your face!// Farrah thinks to herself. "MMMRRRGGH!" Farrah snarls and growls at the woman but that only makes her chuckle. "You're a funny one, Farrah. Always the betrayer and yet, when the tables are turned on you, you act indignant, as though you have been wronged. Like you don't deserve any of this. Let me assure you, gorgeous, that you absolutely deserve this." "NMMM! FMMMK YMMMM!" "Oh my. Don't make me gag you a second time. Such language." "LMMMT MMMM GMMMMMM!!" The woman perches herself comfortably on Farrah's lap. Farrah squrims and struggles but the woman remains still and giggles at Farrah's futile, helpless struggling. "Those Agency women have had enough of you, I think. No one will come to save you. And that means you'll be stuck here, with me, forever. Won't that be fun!" "Mmmmmph!" The small woman stands up again and plucks a riding crop from her belt. "Now," she begins. "I want you on your knees. I want you to call me Mistress. And I want you to beg for me to stop." "NMMMVMMPH!!" "OH, you will. I will break you. I just need to whip you into shape first." "MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHH!!!" With her gagged and silenced cries answered by no one, Farrah is left in the hands of the small woman who defeated her and tied her up. Hopefully she is wrong about the Agency and they do come to her rescue. In the meantime, all she can do is mewl and squeal into her gag while her unyielding restraints make her the helpless captive to this tiny dominatrix. [[Time to move on->next]]

Reluctant to back down, Meryn believes the smarter decision is a tactical retreat for now and she dashes away into the thick, tropical forest. Thick, lush ferns and tall trees make the going difficult for Meryn but she presses on regardless, finally coming to a stop in a small copse of trees. She ducks into the centre of the copse and hides herself behind some thick leaves while she listens for her pursuers. She hears only one set of footsteps and they move right past her. It seems Meryn's hiding spot is working. But then a thought occurs to Meryn. Why did she only hear one set of footsteps? Wasn't there... Her thoughts are answered when someone grabs her from behind and jabs her in the neck with a small syringe. "No! Get off me!" Meryn fights for a few seconds before her brain starts to succumb to whatever substance was pumped into her veins. It makes her very sleepy and her body starts to go limp. In no time at all, the world goes completely black. [[Captured!->meryn captured]]

Backing down from a fight is just not in Meryn's blood. Tactical retreat is sometimes, maybe, but this time she's not backing down. Before they can even say anything, Meryn is on them. One of them tries to wrap a rope around her arms but Meryn rushes to one side and kicks out the woman's legs from underneath her. With one swift punch, the woman finds herself unconscious from Meryn's heavy fist. The second woman tries to tackle Meryn to the ground but, once again, Meryn is too quick for this and dodges away. From her momentum, the second woman trips and falls face first into the sand and Meryn pounces, stealing her rope and quickly hogtying the woman without much trouble. She hogties the first woman who attacked her as well and, in minutes, Meryn's attackers are tied up on the ground at her feet. Realizing she has nothing to gag them with, Meryn slinks away toward the trees, taking cover while the only conscious woman thrashes and shouts in her bonds. With the fight won, Meryn has no choice but to run into the forest as the tied up women on the beach are attracting the wrong kind of attention. But when she turns away from the beach, Meryn is faced with a dilemma. Further to the east, the forest is thick and looks as though it hasn't been travelled in quite some time. It would be slow going and danger could lurk around any corner but it could be just what she needs to stay concealed. To the north, Meryn notices a slightly worn path that winds its way toward what appears to be a clearing of some sort. It would be easier going but Meryn doesn't know where it leads and it may very well be a trap, her instincts tell her. Which way does she choose? [[East on the less travelled path->small beach]] [[North to the safer looking path->forest capture 2]]

Without a blade to cut through the tangled mess of leaves, Meryn makes slow progress through the tropical forest. It takes some time before the trees and ferns finally thin out and she can see the ocean again. At first, Meryn's heart sinks when she spots the same light sand as the beach she just left. But then she realizes that the forest extends out to her left beside shallow ocean water that would cut off the large beach she and the other agents had wound up on. Stepping through the trees, Meryn stops before walking out onto the sand. She surveys the scene before her and takes in what is a much smaller beach. Several women occupy it, playing an intense game of volleyball. All four of them are huge, amazonian size women like Artema but Meryn does not spot her leader here. Nor is Farrah, the traitorous informant, among them. But the way they slam the volleyball around is nothing short of vicious. The beach itself looks little more than a few hundred feet wide, as opposed to the enormous, miles long beach Meryn had just left. The four women are the only people on the beach and, given the island's purpose, Meryn isn't sure she wants anything to do with them. Though they do seem occupied. Behind them, Meryn spots a dirt trail leading toward the centre of the island. But getting to it meant stepping out of cover and right into line of sight of the volleyball players. Meryn wants to avoid the intimidating women but a collision course looks inevitable. She could stand and fight but numbers are not on her side and these women look stronger than Meryn. The only other option would be to run for it and hope they don't notice. Meryn is a master of stealth, after all, but it would be difficult to hide from the women. Not to mention the fact that they are quite fit and could probably catch her if they were to give chase. What will Meryn do? [[Take her chances with another fight!->small beach capture]] [[Kick it into high gear and run! Fast!->meryn escape]]

The path opens up almost right away and Meryn finds herself heading deeper into the forest. The trees get thicker and a leafy canopy blots out the sun, making everything around her turn much darker. After a short while, Meryn comes across a line of torches on either side of the path. With no other choice but to follow the torches, Meryn follows the path further up until it meets a giant ziggurat in the middle of a huge clearing. She stops and admires the giant structure, as its surface appears to be entirely made out of gold! Meryn is quite certain she has never seen something like this before. While admiring the amazing structure, however, Meryn feels something small and sharp jab her in the right hip. Then another hits her in the side of the neck. She reaches to both places and plucks small darts from her skin. Looking to her left and right, Meryn spies a carved statue on either side of her. They are both made of stone, shaped like humans, and wear angry, wooden masks. A hole is cut in the mouth of each mask where a small tube protrudes out. That must have been where the darts came from... The darts suddenly remind Meryn of their effect as she stumbles forward and collapses on all fours, feeling light-headed. Before she can even have another thought, darkness consumes Meryn's mind and she passes out on the forest floor. [[Captured!->meryn captured]]

The fog of her mind lifts after some time and Meryn finds herself in a strange room. The walls, the floor, the ceiling, everything is made of gold! The room is rather dimly lit with a torch on either side of her. Aside from that, the room is empty. It isn't a very large room, either, being about seven feet wide at every corner. Meryn also finds that she can't move. Something is keeping her restrained. The torches on either side of her illuminate the pair of poles her wrists are tied to, pulling them apart and stretching her into a spreadeagle position. Her legs are also pulled apart by the restraints and her ankles are tightly attached to the poles. More of the restraints also lash her thighs and biceps, pulling her tightly apart. She can already feel her muscles straining from the tough position she is in. But what are her restraints? [[Thick, heavy vines taken from the forest?->vines]] [[Tight, inescapable rope?->rope two poles]]

Meryn shakes her head at her foolishness, but the fiery redhead can't help herself. She doesn't run. She fights! She runs out onto the beach, in full view of the four women, and stops short of them a few feet. Each of them flash her a wicked smile and begin cracking their knuckles and pounding their fists. Meryn steadies herself and plants hard on the ground, ready for a tough fight.... ....And it ends in less than a minute. Meryn is a tough fighter, yes, but these women have strength that could easily match Artema. And with four of them, Meryn never stood a chance. In moments, two of them grab her from behind and manage to pin her down. She did at least manage to punch one of them in the stomach but all it did was sting her hand. It isn't long before Meryn is tied up in heavy rope and hefted over the shoulder of one of the women. A cloth gag is pulled between her teeth and she is carried off into the forest again. Meryn hears one last thing before she is dragged off into the darkness of the forest. "You're perfect for the sacrifice, you gold eyed beauty. Off to the temple with you!" [[Captured!->meryn captured]]

Taking on four of them would be foolish. But so would getting their attention, so Meryn sneaks quietly out of cover while the women slam the volleyball back and forth. They are too busy to concentrate on anything else so they don't spot Meryn emerging from the trees. Taking in a sharp breath, Meryn breaks into full stride and keeps her focus on the path ahead, not daring to look behind her. Before long, Meryn comes across a paved road heading toward the centre of the island! The trees clear and Meryn emerges, alone, from the forest. A quick check behind her reveals that she didn't get the attention of the four women playing volleyball as she had no one pursuing her. With her successful escape from the beach, Meryn continues on down the road in the hope that she will meet her allies there as well. Maybe she can help rescue some of them if they were captured.... [[Success! Time to move on->next]]

The vines are heavy and very strong, like a smooth rope, and no amount of pulling or squriming can set Meryn free. They are tied in incredible knots that she has no hope of reaching. "Mmmmmrrrgh!" she growls, realizing that she is also gagged. What gag is in Meryn's mouth? [[A white cloth, tightly pulled between her teeth?->classic cleave]] [[A gold coloured ball gag?->gold ball gag]] [[A soft, gooey ball in her mouth, with a cloth covering her mouth and nose?->classic otm]]

The rope binding Meryn is very strong and tied in iron knots that she could never reach. A few minutes of furious struggles prove fruitless and Meryn realizes that she is helplessly bound. "Mmmmmrrrgh!" she growls, realizing that she is also gagged. What gag is in Meryn's mouth? [[A white cloth, tightly pulled between her teeth?->classic cleave]] [[A gold coloured ball gag?->gold ball gag]] [[A soft, gooey ball in her mouth, with a cloth covering her mouth and nose?->classic otm]]

"Mmmmrrgggh!" she growls again, biting down on the soft cloth, baring her teeth. It doesn't keep her very quiet but it is having its intended effect at keeping Meryn both incapable of speech and properly subduing her anger. "Mmmph! Mmmrgh mmm mmph!" Meryn continues snarling into her gag and thrashing about in her bonds, unable to speak or escape. She stops suddenly when a booming voice speaks to her from... she doesn't know where. "Cease your struggles, sacrifice. You will only tire yourself out." "Hmmmph!?" [[What is happening?->meryn's captor]]

The ball gag shimmers in the torchlight and gets shinier with the presence of Meryn's increasing saliva. She shakes her head and growls into her gag again, trying to keep the saliva off her chin. It drips down from her chin and lands on her chest, eliciting a gagged squeal from the gold-eyed damsel. "Mmmph! Mmmrgh mmm mmph!" Meryn continues snarling into her gag and thrashing about in her bonds, unable to speak or escape. She stops suddenly when a booming voice speaks to her from... she doesn't know where. "Cease your struggles, sacrifice. You will only tire yourself out." "Hmmmph!?" [[What is happening?->meryn's captor]]

Meryn growls louder at the presence of the cloth and the rubber ball in her mouth. She is kept quite silent by the gag but that isn't even the thing that bothers her most. The gag makes her look like a proper captive damsel and she knows it, violently struggling against her unyielding bonds. But they don't budge and the fiery captive must accept her current appearance for the time being. "Mmmph! Mmmrgh mmm mmph!" Meryn continues snarling into her gag and thrashing about in her bonds, unable to speak or escape. She stops suddenly when a booming voice speaks to her from... she doesn't know where. "Cease your struggles, sacrifice. You will only tire yourself out." "Hmmmph!?" [[What is happening?->meryn's captor]]

"We, the people of the Island, have chosen you for the honour of being the sacrifice to the Nameless God. The Nameless demands sacrifice every night of the full moon and that shall happen tonight. The Nameless shall take you and spare our island a rapturous tsunami that would destroy us all. Know that you will be remembered as a hero to the people of the Island." "NMMMMM!" Meryn strains against her restraints but they still won't budge. She hasn't volunteered for this! And who wants to be remembered as a hero on a simulated island of kidnappers? Some memory! "LMMMT MMMM GMMMMM!" Meryn screams, hoping her blind rage will turn the tide and make her invisible captor release her. But her anger is to no avail. "You will be kept here until the moon reaches its zenith. Then the Nameless will arrive in the room of riches and claim his sacrifice. You are doing a great thing. You should be proud!" "MMMMPPPHHHH!!" Meryn is not proud of being a helpless captive, sacrificed to some fake God. She knows none of this is actually in the real world. But their real selves are, in fact, trapped in this awful simulation. Meryn continues her struggles. She won't die like this! "I must leave you now. Your patience will be rewarded, hero. In less than twelve hours time, you will know what it is to be a sacrifice. Farewell." "NMMMM! LMMT MM GMMMM! MMMMMPPPHHHH!!" The struggle continues as Meryn fights her tight restraints. She has time but will it be enough to escape? [[Time to move on->next]]

The indoor pool seems an unlikely place for Mirelle to be and it would isolate Luna further so she decides it would be better to chance it on the street. Almost immediately, however, the gang of bikers, eight in total, begin to follow her down the street. They move faster than her and Luna tries to pick up the pace but they break into a run and surround her in seconds. The leader, a woman with a bright yellow buzzcut, folds her arms and smirks at Luna. "Where you going, cutie?" "Please, I don't want any trouble," Luna says, trying not to sound too desperate or scared. She seems to have succeeded. "Wouldn't dream of trouble," the lead biker says. "Not with someone bold and beautiful as you." "Stop it, please. I have a girlfriend." The lead biker chuckles. "Of course you do. Just observing what I see is all. And you know what else I see?" "What's that?" "Eight of us and only one of you. Not great odds there." "I thought you said you didn't want any trouble." "And I meant it. Because you're not going to give us any, are you? Not being outnumbered as you are." Luna thinks about what to do, hoping she can discover power of her own like both Lanala and Elyn told her about. But she suspects Jhana planned for that and, even if she could find out what she can do, this simulation would probably nullify it. With no other way out, Luna concedes. "Fine. I'll cooperate." "Good," the lead biker says. A woman behind Luna approaches her and quickly binds Luna's hands behind her back. Pulling a roll of tape from her pocket, she quickly rips off a strip and plasters it over Luna's lips. "Now come along with us. We've got a reward to collect." Luna, now tied up and gagged, sees no choice but to comply with the bikers' demands. She follows them across the street and back toward the indoor pool building she just left behind, biding her time. [[Captured!->luna captured]]

Luna doesn't like the look of those bikers so she steps through the doors and inside the building. The main lobby is sparsely crowded with many women milling about back and forth, coming and going. There isn't much to it, aside from a few benches and a burly looking woman in a lifeguard's uniform standing with her arms folded by the door to the main change rooms. But since Luna is already dressed for the occasion she doesn't need to head into the change rooms. Still, if Mirelle passed this way then she might be in there. She might also be by one of the two pools in the building. Several signs hnaging from the ceiling indicate the two pools, simply calling them '1' or '2', and they are separated by corridors heading in opposing directions. A third corrider goes on straight ahead with a sign above the others reading 'relaxation baths.' There is more to this indoor pool than Luna initially thought. If she is going to find Mirelle in here then she has to make a choice. Mirelle does enjoy swimming, Luna knows, but she is perhaps less interested in socializing on an island like this. One thing Luna knows about Mirelle that the others don't is that Mirelle likes to isolate herself when she gets stressed out. Mirelle has never seemed the type to get stressed but even bubbly, happy people need a break. So it is possible that she went to the relaxation baths on her own. But that is a risky move on an island of kidnappers. Where does Luna go? [[The change rooms->change room capture]] [[The relaxation baths->bath capture]] [[Pool 1->pool capture]] [[Pool 2->continue search]]

Luna walks toward the change room entrance but the burly lifeguard stops her. "What are you doing? You're already changed." "I'm actually looking for my girlfriend and thought she might be in there," Luna says. "Oh really?" the lifeguard asks. "Your name wouldn't happen to be Luna, would it?" "Why? Did someone named Mirelle ask for me?" The lifeguard smiles an uncomfortable smile but Luna awaits her answer. "Yeah. She said to give you something." "What?" "This!" Before Luna can react, the lifeguard's heavy fist screams toward her forehead and strikes her right between the eyes. The blow is enough to knock her out. The lifeguard catches her limp body and throws Luna over her shoulder. "Time to get paid," she says. [[Captured!->luna captured]]

The relaxation baths sound quite nice so Luna heads back there, knowing that Mirelle would think the same thing. If she is in this building then she will be there. The corridor is rather short and comes to an end to a series of closed off booths, six in total, and three on each side. The door to each booth is closed and Luna can hear no activity within the room. There is, however, one tall, slender woman at the very end of the corridor with a devilish grin on her face. The woman flips her shimmering auburn hair and adjusts her skin tight swimsuit before approaching Luna. "Hi," she says in a deep, sensual voice. "You looking to relax?" "I'm actually looking for my girlfriend. You haven't seen anyone around here, have you?" "What does she look like, darlin'?" "She's a little on the short side, thin, super pretty, and has this sort of minty green coloured hair, long and down. Pretty red eyes, too." "I do believe someone like that went in there," the woman says, pointing to the stall immediately to Luna's left. "Thanks a million," Luna says. "I've been looking all over for her." "Just go on and step inside. I'm certain she won't mind." Luna slowly opens the door to the booth and when she steps inside, she finds no one in there. Just an empty bath tub with transparent glass sides and a small seat on one side. It stretches across the entire room's width, reaching about seven feet long. It is quite a large bath and could accomodate a woman of just about any size. But Mirelle isn't in it. Before she can turn around and speak to the woman again, the auburn haired beauty is in her face with a gas mask on, spraying something into Luna's face. Luna coughs and gasps, trying to get a breath, but she only takes in deeper breaths of the gas. Its effects are soon obvious and Luna passes out in seconds, collapsing onto the floor. [[Captured!->luna captured]]

Pool 1 seems the next best step to take. There is just something comforting about the number one that draws you in and makes you want to start there. But when Luna reaches the end of the short corridor she finds that there is not a single soul occupying the pool area of Pool 1. She wonders where everyone has gone. Luna gets her answer immediately upon stepping toward the pool itself as two people jump her from behind and drag her down to the floor. Luna kicks and fights but the two people on top of her are strong, pinning her arms behind her back and thrusting a wet cloth in her face. Luna tries to fight it but she takes in several deep breaths after her exhaustive resistance and it takes almost no time at all for her to fall unconscious. [[Captured!->luna captured]]

The corridor heads off to the right so Luna decides that she will start with the rightmost pathway and begins her search heading toward Pool 2. When she reaches the end of the short corridor, she sees a small group of women splashing about or lounging in an Olympic sized swimming pool. Two big, beefy women patrol the sides of the pool, dressed in lfeguard uniforms, watching the swimmers with steely eyes. There aren't many people in the pool area and Luna can quickly see that Mirelle isn't in here. Her search is off to a bad start but maybe Mirelle is somewhere else in the building? Then again, Mirelle is smart and wouldn't be likely to try finding a place to relax in the middle of this rather dire situation. So Luna considers abandoning the pool area entirely and ducking out the rear fire exit behind one of the lifeguards. What should she do? [[Go back and check Pool 1?->pool capture]] [[Look for Mirelle in the relaxtion baths?->bath capture]] [[Check out the change room?->change room capture]] [[Duck out the fire exit->street search]]

The light hits Luna's eyes and she squints at the sudden brightness. She is laying on her stomach, as far as she can tell. She takes a look at her surroundings and realizes that she is laying in a large bath tub with transparent glass walls. Through one side of the walls, Luna spots a beautiful woman with auburn hair. The woman remains silent for now, simply smiling at her, slyly. Luna's attempts to move prove quickly pointless. She is tightly tied up and in a hogtie position. She is still clad in her bathing suit and water shoes, luckily, but Luna doesn't feel particularly lucky at the moment. Restraints cover her body, keeping her legs together at the ankles and thighs. More restraints tightly bind her wrists behind her back, crossed, and they are tightened down with restraints around her waist. More restraints frame her chest and hug tightly to her arms to pin them to her sides. Another, single restraint pulls tightly from her arms, attaching to both her wrists and ankles to pull her into the strict, hogtie position. What are Luna's restraints? [[Soft, silky rope that matches her dark blue shoes?->blue rope]] [[Strong, leather straps with locking buckles?->luna straps]]

There doesn't seem to be anybody outside as Luna takes the fire exit and quickly abandons her search in the pool area. Mirelle is smart and would likely try to head toward the centre of the island. Luna decides she should resume her search there, but she'd have to avoid the kidnappers of the island first. As she heads toward the main road, she spots that same group of bikers just down the road. They are facing toward her and seem to be waiting for her. She could risk it and run out onto the road but they would likely catch her. But there is always a chance that she can outrun them. Luna turns her head suddenly when she hears someone whispering to her from the bushes nearby. She looks and sees a man with his face concealed, ducking low behind the bushes. He is beckoning her over. Luna has never really trusted men and this is the first one she's come across on this island. Stranger still, he is dressed in a red, doorman's uniform, minus the hat, with a black bandana pulled up over the bottom half of his face. But he knows her name. "Luna! This way! There's a hidden path to the road up here." He is likely to be just another kidnapper but, if he's telling the truth, then she could avoid the scary looking bikers just down the road. What does Luna do? [[Ignore the shady man and chance the bikers on the road->street capture 2]] [[Take the man's advice and follow his supposed 'hidden path'->luna escape]]

The man is just too shady to trust. Something seems off about him so Luna steps out onto the road and begins following it toward the centre of the island. Almost immediately, however, the gang of bikers, eight in total, begin to follow her down the road. They move faster than her and Luna tries to pick up the pace but they break into a run and surround her in seconds. The leader, a woman with a bright yellow buzzcut, folds her arms and smirks at Luna. "Where you going, cutie?" "Please, I don't want any trouble," Luna says, trying not to sound too desperate or scared. She seems to have succeeded. "Wouldn't dream of trouble," the lead biker says. "Not with someone bold and beautiful as you." "Stop it, please. I have a girlfriend." The lead biker chuckles. "Of course you do. Just observing what I see is all. And you know what else I see?" "What's that?" "Eight of us and only one of you. Not great odds there." "I thought you said you didn't want any trouble." "And I meant it. Because you're not going to give us any, are you? Not being outnumbered as you are." Luna thinks about what to do, hoping she can discover power of her own like both Lanala and Elyn told her about. But she suspects Jhana planned for that and, even if she could find out what she can do, this simulation would probably nullify it. With no other way out, Luna concedes. "Fine. I'll cooperate." "Good," the lead biker says. A woman behind Luna approaches her and quickly binds Luna's hands behind her back. Pulling a roll of tape from her pocket, she quickly rips off a strip and plasters it over Luna's lips. "Now come along with us. We've got a reward to collect." Luna, now tied up and gagged, sees no choice but to comply with the bikers' demands. She follows back toward the indoor pool building she just left behind, biding her time. [[Captured!->luna captured]]

She doesn't know why she would inherently trust this man but something does seem familiar about him... Luna ducks in behind the bush beside the man and he pulls the bandana down to reveal his face. "Jonas? What are you doing here?" Jonas, the tech wizard and mission briefer of the Agency, is known as Agent Shadow. He is a tall man with dark brown hair, a matching scruffy beard and tired, grey eyes. Why he is wearing a doorman's outfit, Luna can only guess. "No time to explain. I heard people talking about some woman inside that pool area who is paying specifically to capture you. So I headed here hoping to find you but they kicked me out as soon as I showed up. I had to hide my face to avoid getting seen again." "You were... looking for me?" "Like I've always said, I'm here to help." "So there's really a hidden path here?" "Yep. Well out of sight of those bikers, too. They're looking to collect that reward for your capture. But that's not going to happen, is it?" "I guess not." Luna creeps forward a bit and does, indeed, see a narrow path winding between the trees and heading along the side of the road toward the centre of the island. "You haven't seen Mirelle, have you?" "Not for awhile. I don't know where she is now. I'll leave it up to you to find her. Right now I've got to get back to my post or... well, I'll get beat up again is what will happen." Luna simply nods and continues on down the path. "Thank you, Jonas," she says. "And good luck." "Same to you, Luna. You'll be all right. We'll get out of here." Luna disappears up the path with nothing on her mind but finding the love of her life. With the kidnappers successfully avoided, Luna can now focus fully on finding out where Mirelle is. [[Success! Time to move on->next]]

The blue rope contrasts against Luna's light blue swimsuit and, were it not for her unknown predicament, Luna would have even found the ropes comfortable. Heck, if it had been Mirelle that had tied her up in these ropes then she might even be having fun. But that isn't the case as her mysterious captor eyes her from the corner of the small booth, squriming in the blue ropes. "Mmmmph!" Luna's attempts to speak to her captor also prove pointless. She is also gagged, of course. What is she gagged with? [[A knotted, white cleave gag?->luna cleave]] [[A cloth stuffed in her mouth, sealed in with microfoam tape?->luna microfaom]] [[Simple, classic duct tape with mouth stuffing?->luna tape]]

The straps hug Luna's shapely body very tightly and groan and stretch with every one of her useless movements. When they dig in to her skin, Luna gets more and more desperate and begins thrashing and struggling wildly until she is tired out. The straps keep her helplessly tied up and unable to escape. Her mysterious captor chuckles in amusement at the sight of her strapped up captive "Mmmmph!" Luna's attempts to speak to her captor also prove pointless. She is also gagged, of course. What is she gagged with? [[A knotted, white cleave gag?->luna cleave]] [[A cloth stuffed in her mouth, sealed in with microfoam tape?->luna microfaom]] [[Simple, classic duct tape with mouth stuffing?->luna tape]]

The big knot tied in the middle of the cloth does a good job of keeping Luna silenced. She can hardly speak nor make much noise with the cleave gag tightly tied on around her head and pulled between her teeth. "Mmmmph!" she tries speaking again, to no avail. "Mmph! Mmm mmm! Lmmmt mm gmmmm!" Luna growls at her captor. The auburn haired woman finally steps forward and kneels down on the floor, looking into Luna's eyes through the glass wall of the bath tub. [[What will she say?->luna's captor]]

Her stuffed, partially open lips show through the white microfoam that presses tight to her face. The gag renders her completely silent. "MMMMPPH!" Even her screams are hardly more than a whisper. "Mmph! Mmm mmm! Lmmmt mm gmmmm!" Luna growls at her captor. The auburn haired woman finally steps forward and kneels down on the floor, looking into Luna's eyes through the glass wall of the bath tub. [[What will she say?->luna's captor]]

Duct tape certainly solves Luna's captor's problem of keeping her captive silent. With a hefty mouth stuffing of cloth, Luna's cheeks bulge out around the tape but she cannot spit the wad out of her tightly sealed mouth. "MMMPH! HLLLMP!" Luna attempts to cry for help but her voice is almost completely nullfiied by her tough gag. "Mmph! Mmm mmm! Lmmmt mm gmmmm!" Luna growls at her captor. The auburn haired woman finally steps forward and kneels down on the floor, looking into Luna's eyes through the glass wall of the bath tub. [[What will she say?->luna's captor]]

"Such a sweetheart, looking for your girlfriend aren't you? Well, she isn't anywhere near here, that much I can tell you," the woman says. "WMMMR IMMPH SHMMMM!?" Luna demands, unintelligible behind her gag. "I'd worry about yourself more than her right now, Luna," the woman says. "I paid top dollar to watch you squrim and I'm going to get my money's worth." "Hmmmph!?" "That's right. I paid for you to be brought here. What is the name that lovely little Elyn calls you? Moon girl?" "Whmm mmmr ymmm?" "Me? Don't worry about me, dear Moon girl. You and your ice and water. Water, say, that's a lovely idea, isn't it?" Luna's eyes open wide as she realizes what the woman is proposing. Luna is hogtied and gagged inside a big, wide bath tub. Does this woman intend to... "Here's how it is, Luna," the woman continues. "You're here, with me, all neatly tied up and gagged. And I want to watch you try to get out of that tight bondage I put you in. So I'm going to give you a good reason to try." //Holy crap, she is going to do it// Luna thinks. She begins writhing harder in her bonds, desperately trying to escape. "I see you're ahead of me. Wonderful. Let me just turn on the water, then." The woman reaches for the tap, well above Luna's head, and turns the cold water knob one quarter turn and icy cold water begins to slowly pour out of the tap above Luna. She gasps at the cold touch and struggles even harder. "A nice, slow fill up is in order, don't you think? At this rate it'll take hours to fill up the tub. And I'll get my money's worth watching you struggle, beautiful. So go on, then. Give me a show." "MMMMMPH!" Luna struggles harder and harder but she gets tired out and has to rest. She manages to flip herself onto her back and push herself toward the small seat in the tub to rest her head up higher. But the cold water is already beginning to pool beneath her and wets her hair and back. "That's it. Get out of that hogtie, now. If you don't, well, I don't think I have to say what will happen to you, do I?" "MMM MMMMPH! HLMMMP! NMMMM!" Luna struggles widly but her bonds hold firm. She can only hope that she will find a way out to avoid an untimely demise at the hands of the rising water. As the cold water rises higher and higher, Luna can only struggle and attempt to free herself from her awful predicament. [[Time to move on->next]]

Much to Taria's surprise, the knot on her arms begins to come loose. It is quite the effort and the tight rope on her wrists keeps forcing them back down again. But after some careful picking away, the ropes binding her arms come loose and she is able to shake them off. The ropes clatter to the floor and now Taria has more freedom to move her arms. Her legs are still securely bound, as are her wrists, and the rope binding them together does not have a nearby knot that she can feel. Her struggle has used up precious time, however, so Taria cannot afford any mistakes. Still, with her new partial freedom, perhaps something will be easier to untie? [[Kick her legs and try to get them free->gas knockout]] [[Get to work on untying her wrists->almost]] [[Forget any more struggling and try to reach the door->complete failure]]

The ropes are just too tight. Best to take her chances out of the room and avoid the knockout gas altogether. At least she'll have more time to escape, right? Unfortunately, with her wrists and ankles attached, the chair barely inches forward with each attempt to drag her bound form across the floor. Worse still, she is making herself tired and has to take in deeper breaths, inhaling the potent knockout gas. Taria grunts with each effort of scooting the chair forward, little by little. She makes barely any progress but, finally, with her head swimming and threatening to faint, she is within reach of the door. She struggles hard to turn the chair backward and force her wrists up toward the handle. But the rope binding her wrists to her ankles is still there and it does not allow her to move high enough to reach it. Still, Taria fights on and on while feeling weaker and weaker. But she still can't reach the door handle. Still helplessly bound, Taria eventually falls limp and the world around her goes dark as she fails her escape completely. [[Captured! (Well, double captured!)->taria captured]]

Taria tugs hard on the rope binding her ankles to her wrists. She pulls hard, frantically trying to loosen its tight grip even a slight bit. But it does nothing but make the rope on her wrists dig in tighter. Her ankles are also tied too tightly to come loose even the slightest. In spite of her strong legs, she has failed to untie them. The gas is still slowly seeping in and Taria can already feel herself beginning to faint. It won't be long before she passes out, still bound and gagged on the chair. She cannot afford to fail again. How will Taria escape? [[Reach for the bigger knot on her arms->knot loosened]] [[Try to untie the knot on her wrists->gas knockout]] [[Forget struggling and go for the door->complete failure]]

The knot tying Taria's wrists together is hard to reach and it takes her a long time to get her nimble fingers to even so much as touch it. Her fingers slip time and again and she growls into her gag every time she misses. Now breathing heavily, taking in big lungfuls of the gas, Taria is forced to abandon the attempt at freeing her wrists. She is still securely bound to the chair. The gas is still slowly seeping in and Taria can already feel herself beginning to faint. It won't be long before she passes out, still bound and gagged on the chair. She cannot afford to fail again. How will Taria escape? [[Kick her legs to attempt freeing them->gas knockout]] [[Reach for the big knot on her arms->knot loosened]] [[Forget struggling and drag the chair to the door->complete failure]]

Her struggles renewed, Taria is unable to escape any of the remaining ropes still keeping her tightly bound to the chair. With the gas still seeping in, Taria is officially out of time for struggling. "Mmmmph!" she cries, trying desperately to get someone's attention. She continues her hard struggles but the realization that she has failed her escape attempt consumes her mind and the gas makes quick work of her, rendering her unconscious in seconds, still bound and gagged on the chair in the middle of the room. [[Captured! (Well, double captured!)->taria captured]]

With the ropes off her arms, Taria is better able to reach the knot on the ropes binding her wrists. Her fingers still slip and she kicks her legs in frustration. But she begins to feel faint from the gas and calms her mind quickly. With her consciousness beginning to slip, Taria finally works the knot loose enough to slip her hands free! Now she only needs to remove the gag and her legs. She makes quick work of the gag and has no trouble untying her legs. Free at last, Taria rushes toward the door with the gas still having its effect on her. She just needs to stay awake for the home stretch. When Taria reaches the door, she finds that it is locked! But she has to get out of this room and the locked door is the only way. What should she do? [[Kick it down!->knocked out by gas]] [[Try the handle again->taria escape]]

Taria wakes up once again to a loud creaking sound. A door opening, maybe? But then she notices several other sounds; muffled converstaion from people above, perhaps? And some... moans? But moans of pain, of longing, of sorrow. The moans of... no. Taria gives her head a shake. Is it possible she is hearing ghosts? Or, at least, someone making stereotypical ghost sounds? It doesn't seem likely, but still. When Taria tries to open her eyes, can she see anything? [[Yes, she sees quite well->taria no blindfold]] [[No, something is blocking her vision->taria yes blindfold]]

With no time left to lose, Taria kicks out one of her strong legs to dislodge the door from its hinges. It bends a bit but it doesn't break. The door is much more solid than it looks. Desperate not to lose the freedom she just regained, Taria charges at the door with her shoulder but she just bounces off uselessly, her now weakening body crashing to the floor with the effort. If only she had more time... but Taria's time is up as the gas completes its work and she passes out on the floor. [[(Re)Captured!->taria captured]]

Why would she try the handle again? It was locked, wasn't it? But when Taria tries again, she notices a small latch pop out of the handle. It is a simple push button lock and nothing more! All it takes to open is turning the handle far enough downward! The door swings open and Taria lunges outside, gasping for a breath of good air. She finds out then that she had been left inside a concrete storage unit of sorts right along the side of the road that heads toward the middle of the island. What luck! Taria checks in both directions, trying to discern which way the beach is. She spots the beach through the treeline off to her left and turns right, toward where the middle of the island must be. Having escaped her predicament, Taria might be able to help some of the others out of their's, if she can find them. And if any others are free, then she may just meet them at the centre of the island. [[Success! Time to move on->next]]

The room around her is dimly lit; darker than the last room she was held in. The room is also larger and appears to be the master bedroom of an old, Victorian mansion. How did she end up here? She can barely make out the outline of a large bed with a huge, golden frame. A large window with a gothic arch is situated to her left but the curtains are shut; the only light coming into the room comes from between the dark red curtains where the tiniest shred of sunlight peeks in. Taria realizes that, of course, she has been tied up again. Differently this time, though. She is no longer tied to a chair, though she is still sitting. A large cushion lays beneath her but Taria is sitting on the floor. Her legs are bound with restraints at her ankles, calves, above and below the knees, and at her thighs. Another tight restraint loops around her waist and between her legs, pulling tight to her bound wrists that are crossed behind her back. Her breasts are framed with the restraints above and below to pin her arms in place as well. Propped up against the wall, Taria feels around behind her and notices that her bound wrists and arms have both been lashed to a thick, steel loop in the wall, preventing her from moving from this spot. But what is Taria bound with? [[Thick, blue rope to match her hair?->taria blue rope]] [[Heavy chains and huge locks?->chains taria]] [[Thin but strong leather straps?->thin straps taria]]

Opening her eyes, Taria finds her world still shrouded in darkness. The strange sounds won't leave her alone, though, as the haunting moans grow in volume around her. She doesn't know it, but Taria is trapped in the master bedroom of an old, Victorian mansion. She can't see it anyway but there is very little light in the room and her mystery captor has brought and left her here for a reason Taria cannot yet discern. Taria realizes that, of course, she has been tied up again. Differently this time, though. She is no longer tied to a chair, though she is still sitting. A large cushion lays beneath her but Taria is sitting on the floor. Her legs are bound with restraints at her ankles, calves, above and below the knees, and at her thighs. Another tight restraint loops around her waist and between her legs, pulling tight to her bound wrists that are crossed behind her back. Her breasts are framed with the restraints above and below to pin her arms in place as well. Propped up against the wall, Taria feels around behind her and notices that her bound wrists and arms have both been lashed to a thick, steel loop in the wall, preventing her from moving from this spot. But what is Taria bound with? [[Thick, blue rope to match her hair?->taria blue rope]] [[Heavy chains and huge locks?->chains taria]] [[Thin but strong leather straps?->thin straps taria]]

The rope matches her hair quite nicely and hugs tight to her body, refusing to let go. Much to Taria's dismay, she can't reach any knots and the anchored, steel loop that her ropes are tied to is nothing but a messy web of rope with nothing to latch onto. Like it or not, Taria is helplessly bound. "Mmmmph!" she is also gagged, as expected. Something is preventing her from speaking. What is it? [[A ball gag with a chin strap?->taria ball gag]] [[A cloth stuffed in her mouth, sealed in with colurful duct tape?->blue duct tape taria]] [[A soft sponge held between her teeth by a tight piece of cloth?->taria otm]]

The chains and locks rattle with every one of Taria's movements. She struggles against the unyielding metal but there is no way she is getting out of this without a lockpick and she doesn't have one to hand, what with the swimsuit and all. She can't even move from the spot, as the chains are tightly attached to the anchored steel loop in the wall behind her. With all of the chains keeping her completely immobile, Taria is helplessly bound. "Mmmmph!" she is also gagged, as expected. Something is preventing her from speaking. What is it? [[A ball gag with a chin strap?->taria ball gag]] [[A cloth stuffed in her mouth, sealed in with colurful duct tape?->blue duct tape taria]] [[A soft sponge held between her teeth by a tight piece of cloth?->taria otm]]

The straps grip her tightly and Taria's struggles are absolutely pointless. They dig into her skin and don't allow her any real movement, aside from a light bit of wriggling. The straps are also lashed to the big, steel loop anchored to the wall so she can't even move from this very spot. Taria struggles hard in vain upon the realization that she is bound helplessly. "Mmmmph!" she is also gagged, as expected. Something is preventing her from speaking. What is it? [[A ball gag with a chin strap?->taria ball gag]] [[A cloth stuffed in her mouth, sealed in with colurful duct tape?->blue duct tape taria]] [[A soft sponge held between her teeth by a tight piece of cloth?->taria otm]]

Taria shakes her head as saliva begins to drip down her chin. She hates the feeling of it and growls beneath the ball gag. "MMMRRRRGGH!" The saliva falls anyway, dripping down onto her bare thigh. "MMMMMRRRGGGGHHHH!" She thrashes about in her bondage, angrily cursing her own spit. But she cannot escape and the ball gag with the chin strap keeps her jaw shut tight. "Mmmmmph!" Taria squeaks, jumping at a sudden sound from her right. Then another ghostly moan comes from directly above her and she jumps at the sound again. "MMMMMPPHH!" her muffled scream is heard by no one and Taria begins to feel nervous. [[What are all these sounds?->taria predicament]]

The tape matches Taria's hair and is wrapped around her head and beneath her beautiful hair, sealing a large cloth inside that fills her mouth. "MMMMMPH!" Her screams are barely a whisper. The tight tape does its job of keeping Taria completely silent. "Mmmmmph!" Taria squeaks, jumping at a sudden sound from her right. Then another ghostly moan comes from directly above her and she jumps at the sound again. "MMMMMPPHH!" her muffled scream is heard by no one and Taria begins to feel nervous. [[What are all these sounds?->taria predicament]]

The gag is a classic yet effective silencer for Taria, keeping a huge sponge tucked tightly between her teeth. "Mmmp mmmmm mmmmmmph!" She is silent, unintelligible, and completely helpless. That gag does its job to prevent anyone from hearing her cries for help. "Hlllmmmmp!" "Mmmmmph!" Taria squeaks, jumping at a sudden sound from her right. Then another ghostly moan comes from directly above her and she jumps at the sound again. "MMMMMPPHH!" her muffled scream is heard by no one and Taria begins to feel nervous. [[What are all these sounds?->taria predicament]]

All around her, the moaning begins. Whispered threats reach her ears, claiming they will eat her soul or steal her beauty. One even says it will take her mind and body for itself to avenge its death and murder as it pleases. Taria struggles hard in her bonds but they do not release her and she cannot hope to escape. Her gag makes her silent and no person makes themselves known to her, bound and gagged within this old mansion. "MMMMMPH!" Taria screams in fright as another ghostly whisper comes from inches to her left. "No one will save you," it says. "NMMMM! HLLLMMP!" Taria does her best to quell the fear but the ghostly voices are having their desired effect. She tries to remind herself that none of this is real but it all feels so terribly like it is real that her mind won't listen. "No one is coming for you," another voice whispers. "HLLMMP!" Breathing heavily, Taria contines her fruitless struggles. The fear eats away at her as these simulated spirits continue to torment her with promises of hauntings and that she is their prisoner now. They tell her that she will not escape. Even the stoic Taria, the fierce warrior and fighter, is not immune to the fear of being bound and gagged and tormented by vile spirits. "Struggle all you like, prisoner," says yet another voice. "You belong to us now." "NMMMMM! MMMMMMPH!" "Yes. Give in. Let me have your mind, Taria, Agent Blade. I will put it to such good use." "NMMMVMMMR! HLLMMMP!" "Your screams for help are pointless. There is no help for you." "NNNNMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!" Taria's wild, panicked struggles do nothing to loose her bonds and she remains firmly bound and gagged in her endless torment by these awful ghosts. Helpless and unable to escape, Taria can only hope that rescue is on its way. [[Time to move on->next]]

Celia decides to take her chances with the security guard around the back. At least she would be the only one to potentially see her enter the apartment building. But Celia doesn't exactly move quietly, forgetting her excellent stealth abilities, and deciding instead to rush for the door, thinking there is no time to waste. This gets her spotted by the security guard immediately. "Hey, you! You're trespassing on private property!" the guard says. "Oh, um, am I? I'm sorry," Celia says. "I'm going to have to take you in, ma'am." "What? But I'll just leave and-" Celia is abruptly cut off when the guard grabs her and pulls her close. In an instant, she jabs a small syringe into Celia's neck and the smaller woman falls unconscious in only seconds. [[Captured!->celia self bondage]]

Choosing to take the front door is a risk but Celia doesn't like the idea of potentially having to deal with a woman much larger than she is. Luckily, no one seems to follow her as she steps inside. The building itself is three stories tall and, from the listing in the lobby, it looks like there are only two apartments per floor. The lobby is devoid of activity and consists of nothing but a bench near the front door, a door to an elevator on the left wall, and a staircase straight ahead. It's another binary choice for Celia, it seems. The stairs would be slower but she could move quieter going up them, if someone happened to be inside. She knew she might have to check on all six apartments, too. That meant the elevator might be the better, faster option. But it would ding and beep and alert anyone potentially inside to her presence. Still, Celia might just be stealthy enough to avoid them. Which does she take? [[The stairs->check apartments]] [[The elevator->elevator capture]]

Celia's head swims when she awakens. Something soft lies beneath her and she realizes that she is laying on a bed inside one of the apartments. What also surprises her is that she is free to move. She sits up on the bed, still shaking off whatever was in her system, and makes her way over to the edge of the bed. Her mind still doesn't feel right but she has woken up, at least, and is aware of her surroundings. In an instant, however, Celia has an insatiable urge to tie herself up. She doesn't know why, as she still needs to find her friends, but something in her mind just will not let the idea go. Looking around the small bedroom, Celia notices a large desk across the room beside the bedroom door. Assuming the door to be locked, Celia gets up from the bed and approaches the desk where ample supplies have been laid out for her. Ropes, straps, handcuffs, collars, irons, chains, gags, everything. It's all there, ready and waiting. The insatiable urge enters her mind again and Celia begins planning how she is going to tie herself up. Without a second thought as to where the keys are, Celia decides to bind her legs first. What does she use? [[Soft, blue rope, inlaid with a rainbow of colours?->rainbow rope]] [[Thick, leather straps?->celia straps]] [[A pair of leg irons and some heavy chains?->celia chains]]

The stairs seem the slower, safer option so Celia takes it methodically and creeps up the stairs, slowly ascending. On the first floor there is a door on either side of the hallway and both of them are wide open. When Celia checks them, they are both completely empty rooms, without so much as a piece of furniture inside. Celia continues up the stairs and finds the same thing on the second floor. She wonders why this building is even here, if this is a resort town anyway. It's not like anyone actually lives here, right? And, if they did, they'd have to be rich to afford the cost of living. But, still, it is a good place to hide out if nobody turns out to be here. However, when Celia arrives on the top floor, she notices that only one apartment has its door open and shows itself to be empty. The other's door, 302, is closed. Could somebody live here? As if answering her question, Celia hears somebody enter the front door downstairs and step into the elevator. She'll be found out for sure if she doesn't hide! But where should she hide? The closed apartment is likely where this person lives but it could be the last place they would look for any intruders. The empty apartment across the hall is also an option. A third option for Celia is to simply confront the person and perhaps ask for help. There has to be at least //someone// on this island who isn't a kidnapper, right? What should she do? [[Hide in the occupied apartment, 302->apartment capture]] [[Hide in the empty apartment, 301->hiding]] [[Simply wait and ask the person for help->hallway capture celia]]

No more time to waste. Celia takes the elevator all the way to the top floor, where she intends to begin checking the apartments for anyone inside. When she steps off the elevator she notices just two doors, one on either side of the hallway. Celia checks the first door, 301, which is wide open and leads to a completely empty room. Just as she wonders why, however, someone grabs her from behind and they are very strong. "What are you doing?" a woman's voice asks. "Hey, let go of me!" "You little snoop! I'll show you what snoops get!" A wet cloth is forced over Celia's face and she tries to fight back but the woman holding her is much stronger than her and Celia can't break out of her grasp. She keeps fighting back regardless but the more she fights the more she has to take in deep breaths. And she's getting a lungful of whatever substance is on the cloth. It makes her feel light-headed and weak and she finds her eyelids getting heavy. Unable to fight it anymore, Celia collapses into the woman's arms, unconscious. [[Captured!->celia self bondage]]

Without much more time to think, Celia makes an impulse decision to run into apartment 302. She finds the door unlocked and closes it quickly behind her, trying to figure out where she will hide. Taking a few steps inside, Celia stops beside a bedroom door when she hears an odd hissing sound above her. When she looks up, she notices a white gas flooding into the room. Celia knows exactly what the intent of the gas is so she flees back to the door. But she finds that it is locked up tight and there is no deadbolt to unlock it! She's trapped inside! She rushes back into the bedroom and tries the window but it is bolted down and she can't find a way to open it. Still frantically trying to get her way out, the gas starts filling her lungs and its effects are immediate. Celia passes out in less than a minute, unable to get out of the apartment. [[Captured!->celia self bondage]]

The empty room simply must be the best option, right? Whoever lives in this apartment building would have no reason to believe that anyone else is here. After all, the person is clearly the only person who does actually live here. So Celia bolts for the empty room, leaving the door open, and jumping inside a small closet near the front door. With the closet door closed, Celia can only listen for the person coming up the elevator. She hears it ding the doors open and then the heavy steps of someone walking across the hall to apartment 302. Keys jingle, a door opens, more heavy footsteps, and then the door closes again. After many more tense, silent minutes, Celia realizes that the person is not coming back out and she has successfully hidden herself away. But how long will she have to stay here? In the end, Celia decides that it doesn't matter. She may even wait out the kidnappers outside until nightfall. Then she'd be free and in the clear to look for her allies at the centre of the island. Settling in, Celia crouches down and sits on the floor of the closet, trying to get comfortable. She lets a satisfied sigh escape her lips and closes her eyes. //I can't believe I did it// she thinks to herself. Her eyes open again, however, when a question forms in her mind. [[What's that smell?->closet knockout]]

Perhaps seeking help is the best choice she could make so Celia stays where she is and waits for whoever is downstairs to come up to meet her. She waits by the elevator doors and when they open, Celia jumps back. A large woman points what looks like a gun at her immediately and Celia raises her hands in the air. "Woah! I'm not here to cause trouble! I'm just looking for help!" "Help this," the woman says. She fires the gun and it turns out not to be a real gun but a dart gun! The dart connects with Celia's neck and as soon as she plucks it out she starts to feel faint. It takes Celia a moment to realize that it is the security guard she had seen out back who tranquilized her! With the guard looming over her, Celia collapses to the floor, weakened, and tries to fight the fog in her mind. "Go to sleep," the guard says. It doesn't take long for Celia to finally pass out and succumb to the knockout drug in the dart. [[Captured!->celia self bondage]]

It isn't much of an odour but it is vaguely sweet and chemically based. It seems to be getting stronger, too. That's when Celia realizes that the closet she chose to hide inside is filling up with gas! Worse still, she now recognizes it as Aurora's knockout gas! Celia stands up and tries the closet door but she's been locked in! Her small frame batters the door with her shoulder in a desperate attempt to get it open but the door doesn't budge. It takes only minutes for the gas to take its effect and Celia falls unconscious on the floor. [[Captured!->celia self bondage]]

The rope is so soft and colourful as Celia plays with it in her hands. She simply loves the idea of it keeping her lovely legs completely bound. Without hesitation, Celia wraps and cinches length after length of rope around her ankles, calves, below the knees and at the thighs. Feeling mischievous, Celia also uses a length of the colourful rope to tie around her waist and between her legs in a tight crotchrope. Before moving on to her arms, however, Celia decides to choose how she will be gagged. What does she choose? [[A big, red ball gag with a chin strap?->celia ball gag]] [[Stuffing a sponge in her mouth and sealing it in with duct tape?->celia tape gag]] [[Taking a beautiful, black scarf, and tying it into a knotted cleave gag?->celia cleave gag]]

Celia pulls the straps tight around her shapely legs at the ankles, calves, below the knees and at the thighs. She tests the tough leather and it gives her no wiggle room. Feeling mischievous, Celia also uses a length of the colourful rope to tie around her waist and between her legs in a tight crotchrope. Before moving on to her arms, however, Celia decides to choose how she will be gagged. What does she choose? [[A big, red ball gag with a chin strap?->celia ball gag]] [[Stuffing a sponge in her mouth and sealing it in with duct tape?->celia tape gag]] [[Taking a beautiful, black scarf, and tying it into a knotted cleave gag?->celia cleave gag]]

The leg irons and chains call to Celia as she wants this bondage to feel more permanent. Starting the the irons, Celia claps then on her ankles and tightens the ratchets on each one, wrapping the chain around her ankles to they are stuck close together. Adding to it, Celia also chains her thighs together, locking the heavy chain in place. Feeling mischievous, Celia also uses a length chain to wrap around her waist and pull tightly between her legs. She locks that one in place as well. Before moving on to her arms, however, Celia decides to choose how she will be gagged. What does she choose? [[A big, red ball gag with a chin strap?->celia ball gag]] [[Stuffing a sponge in her mouth and sealing it in with duct tape?->celia tape gag]] [[Taking a beautiful, black scarf, and tying it into a knotted cleave gag?->celia cleave gag]]

The ball gag, Celia's favourite, calls to her and she eagerly shoves the rubber ball into her mouth, tightening the straps on as tight as they will go. She moans into the gag to test it and it keeps her quite silent. "Mmmmmppphhhh...." Now with the gag in place, Celia thinks about binding her arms but there are more items on the desk she might like to try. A leather blindfold and a tight, latex hood that would cover her whole face both call to her. As does a thick, leather collar. Celia straps on the collar but she debates the blindfold or the hood. She loves being blindfolded but there is also a full length mirror on the wall beside the bed. She might like to watch herself struggle in the mirror. Does Celia blindfold herself? [[Yes->celia yes blindfold]] [[No->celia no blindfold]]

Celia can't help herself and she hungrily stuffs the sponge into her mouth, causing her cheeks to bulge. With the duct tape in hand, Celia relentlessly wraps it over her own mouth again and again, not even counting the many wrappings behind her head and underneath her hair. In no time, Celia is very effectively silenced by the tape and sponge. "MMMMPH!" she tests the gag and it keeps her barely above a whisper. "Mmmmmppphhhh...." Now with the gag in place, Celia thinks about binding her arms but there are more items on the desk she might like to try. A leather blindfold and a tight, latex hood that would cover her whole face both call to her. As does a thick, leather collar. Celia straps on the collar but she debates the blindfold or the hood. She loves being blindfolded but there is also a full length mirror on the wall beside the bed. She might like to watch herself struggle in the mirror. Does Celia blindfold herself? [[Yes->celia yes blindfold]] [[No->celia no blindfold]]

Celia eyes the soft scarf and decides that it would be both comfortable and keep her effectively silenced. She tied a knot in the middle of the scarf and pulled it tight between her teeth before tying it off behind her head to keep it in her mouth. "Mmmph!" she tries the gag and it does a fairly good job of blocking out the noise. "Mmmmmppphhhh...." Now with the gag in place, Celia thinks about binding her arms but there are more items on the desk she might like to try. A leather blindfold and a tight, latex hood that would cover her whole face both call to her. As does a thick, leather collar. Celia straps on the collar but she debates the blindfold or the hood. She loves being blindfolded but there is also a full length mirror on the wall beside the bed. She might like to watch herself struggle in the mirror. Does Celia blindfold herself? [[Yes->celia yes blindfold]] [[No->celia no blindfold]]

Even the pure joy of seeing herself in bondage can't compare to the feeling of a blindfold. It just completes the bondage so well. Which one does Celia put on? [[The leather blindfold->celia blindfold leather]] [[The latex hood->celia latex hood]]

Though blindfolding herself is very tempting, Celia decides instead that she would rather see the bondage she has placed herself in. Hopping over to the mirror, Celia has a pair of handcuffs in her hands as well as two restraints to tie on above and below her breasts to tightly bind her arms. What are they? [[Some of the colourful rope->rainbow rope arms]] [[Two of the strong, leather straps->celia straps arms]]

She pulls the blindfold up to her face and slips her nose into the hole cut just for that purpose, covering her eyes with the tight leather. She straps it on tightly behind her head and is now rendered completely blind. Celia feels around on the desk for more of the restraints and picks them up. She has a pair of handcuffs in her hands as well as two restraints to tie on above and below her breasts to tightly bind her arms. What are the two restraints? [[Some of the colourful rope->rainbow rope arms]] [[Two of the strong, leather straps->celia straps arms]]

The hood almost screams her name and Celia rapidly begins pulling it on over her head, adjusting it so her nose aligns with the holes cut in it, and laces it up tightly in the back. Now she is in total darkness. Celia feels around on the desk for more of the restraints and picks them up. She has a pair of handcuffs in her hands as well as two restraints to tie on above and below her breasts to tightly bind her arms. What are the two restraints? [[Some of the colourful rope->rainbow rope arms]] [[Two of the strong, leather straps->celia straps arms]]

Celia is well practiced at binding her arms in her own self bondage time back at HQ. So she is able to loop the ropes into a tight circle and slip them up and over her shoulder, pulling them both up to her chest so that the rest above and below her breasts. She slips her arms in to both ropes and uses one final rope to cinch them tighter and hold them in place. With her arms now fully bound, Celia has just one job left to do. She reaches around behind her back, handcuffs in hand, and ratchets one shackle closed over her left wrist. A wave of doubt washes over her for a split second as she starts thinking about where the key might be but her desire to be bound and gagged pushes that aside and she locks the other cuff on to her right wrist. Celia has very effectively tied herself up and gagged herself. Now she is completely helpless. And without a key... [[Wait! There was no key!->celia self bondage predicatment]]

Celia is well practiced at binding her arms in her own self bondage time back at HQ. She wraps the straps around her chest, keeping them in place above and below her breasts. Celia slips her arms through both straps and tightens them on, ensuring they will not come loose. With her arms now fully bound, Celia has just one job left to do. She reaches around behind her back, handcuffs in hand, and ratchets one shackle closed over her left wrist. A wave of doubt washes over her for a split second as she starts thinking about where the key might be but her desire to be bound and gagged pushes that aside and she locks the other cuff on to her right wrist. Celia has very effectively tied herself up and gagged herself. Now she is completely helpless. And without a key... [[Wait! There was no key!->celia self bondage predicatment]]

Celia struggles hard against her restraints, realizing too late that she hadn't even seen a handcuff key on that desk. Her mind no longer consumned with self bondage, Celia now understands that she has been tricked! Whatever drug was pumped into her system must have made her act differently, somehow. Now she is her own prisoner, tightly bound and gagged, without any way to escape. She has no idea where any of her allies are and, worse still, they don't know where she is either! "HLMMMP! HLLMMMP MMM!" Celia cries for help but she has gagged herself too effectively. No one can hear her. "MMMMMPH!' she screams in frustration. Struggling in her standing position, Celia topples over and falls to the floor, still battling the restraints she so effectively locked on herself. But she has gotten too good at self bondage and nothing comes loose. And with her hands cuffed behind her back and no key, Celia is stuck and comepletely helpless. Still, the feeling does give her quite a thrill. Celia does very much enjoy being tied up and does this to herself quite often back at HQ, often in the company of Elyn. But she can't be stuck in this simulation! They have to get out of here! But Celia knows she can't escape the bondage she placed herself within. Without the handcuff key, she is stuck. All she can hope for now is for someone to rescue her. The possibility of that is slim, however, so Celia continues struggling in a bid to free herself. She might do it eventually, especially if her gagged calls for help are heard. "HHHHLLLLMMMMPPPPP!" [[Time to move on->next]]

The first woman is perhaps the most pre-occupied with something so Aurora stalks off after her. She grabs the woman from behind and places one hand over her mouth, whispering in her ear menacingly. "Make a sound and I'll cut open that pretty throat." The woman slowly nods that she understands and Aurora drags her around the back of the jewellery store. In no time the woman is stripped to her underwear. Aurora changes outfits quickly, now donning the woman's outfit, while hiding away her swimsuit and heels. Nearby, Aurora notices a long extension cord hanging from a hook and roll of duct tape in an open maintenance shed. Grinning, Aurora grabs the cord and the tape, tightly binding the woman's ankles and wrists in a hogtie before gagging her with a heavy wrapping of the tape. "Now you wait right here, pretty girl," Aurora says. "Mmph! Lmmt mm gmm!" the woman pleads. Aurora ignores her and creeps to the back exit of the store and finds it open. Her instincts are on high alert now; this reeks of a trap. But she's gone this far; it would be foolish to turn back now and face the island of kidnappers. Slowly creeping inside, Aurora finds that she is right on the money; the front door is rigged with a trigger that leads to a device on the celing that looks suspiciously like one of her knockout gas emitters. //The crafty bitch stole my designs// she thinks to herself. If she had decided to go in the front door then she would have been rendered unconscious. But that can't be the only trap. Aurora still moves cautiously forward, keeping her eyes open for any more traps, and finds herself in the manager's back office. A large safe sits at the back of the room, sure to be full of jewels and money. But on the manager's desk, a pair of pearl necklaces, worth about a thousand dollars each to Aurora's trained eye, sit completely unguarded and for the taking. The necklaces are a sure thing and an extra couple grand wouldn't hurt. But the world's greatest thief almost never leaves a job taking the easy way out. Still, something doesn't seem right about the safe but Aurora can outwit any simple trap. Of course, being the world's greates thief also means that Aurora doesn't take needless risks and this suspicious safe seems an awful lot like one. What does she do? [[Go for the safe anyway->safe capture]] [[Take the necklaces and get out of there->successful steal]] [[Go for both!->safe capture 2]]

The jogger seems the most preoccupied with something so Aurora sneaks up behind her and grabs her from behind, putting a hand over her mouth. The woman tries fighting back but Aurora surprises her with her strength. "Make a sound and I'll cut open that pretty throat," Aurora whispers. The woman slowly nods that she understands and Aurora drags her around the back of the jewellery store. In no time the woman is stripped to her underwear. Aurora changes outfits quickly, now donning the jogger's outfit, while hiding away her swimsuit and heels. Nearby, Aurora notices a long extension cord hanging from a hook and roll of duct tape in an open maintenance shed. Grinning, Aurora grabs the cord and the tape, tightly binding the woman's ankles and wrists in a hogtie before gagging her with a heavy wrapping of the tape. "Now you wait right here, pretty girl," Aurora says. "Mmph! Lmmt mm gmm!" the woman pleads. Aurora ignores her and creeps to the back exit of the store and finds it open. Her instincts are on high alert now; this reeks of a trap. But she's gone this far; it would be foolish to turn back now and face the island of kidnappers. Slowly creeping inside, Aurora finds that she is right on the money; the front door is rigged with a trigger that leads to a device on the celing that looks suspiciously like one of her knockout gas emitters. //The crafty bitch stole my designs// she thinks to herself. If she had decided to go in the front door then she would have been rendered unconscious. But that can't be the only trap. Aurora still moves cautiously forward, keeping her eyes open for any more traps, and finds herself in the manager's back office. A large safe sits at the back of the room, sure to be full of jewels and money. But on the manager's desk, a pair of pearl necklaces, worth about a thousand dollars each to Aurora's trained eye, sit completely unguarded and for the taking. The necklaces are a sure thing and an extra couple grand wouldn't hurt. But the world's greatest thief almost never leaves a job taking the easy way out. Still, something doesn't seem right about the safe but Aurora can outwit any simple trap. Of course, being the world's greates thief also means that Aurora doesn't take needless risks and this suspicious safe seems an awful lot like one. What does she do? [[Go for the safe anyway->safe capture]] [[Take the necklaces and get out of there->successful steal]] [[Go for both!->safe capture 2]]

Aurora loves her swimsuit too much to abandon it. So instead, she ignores the two women and decides not to waste any more time. She walks around to the front of the store and crouches low near the door. Carefully pushing the door open, Aurora creeps inside and is just about to get a good look at her surroundings when she hears a strange hissing noise from above her. Just above the door, with a wire leading down to a trigger attached to the latch, one of her own knockout gas emitters springs to life and begins choking her with her own knockout gas. Coughing and hacking, Aurora tries to leave but the front door has been locked and she can't find any way to open it. Smiling to herself, Aurora realizes that Jhana stole her designs and is now using them against her. "Now I'll finally... know what this... feels like," she says to herself. It doesn't take long for the knockout gas to take its effect and Aurora passes out on the floor, unconscious. [[Captured!->aurora captured]]

The necklaces feel a bit like a trap and Aurora never likes going for small change. The safe it is! Aurora crosses the room and places an ear to the safe door, turning the knob and listening to the tumblers. It's an old safe and cracking it should be easy; this isn't her first rodeo, after all. While listening to the tumblers, Aurora smiles and recites the numbers to herself. "14 clockwise," she whispers, turning the knob in the opposite direction and listening closely to the slowly turning tumblers. "69 counterclockwise, nice." Then when she begins rotating the knob for the third and final number of the combination, she feels something sharp stick into the back of her neck. She leans back and pulls out a sleep dart, realizing that the safe actually had been a trap. She knew it was too easy but the thought of more loot always comes first. The dart came from a small opening in the wall where a tube now juts out, pointed at her. She can feel its effects almost instantly and knows its from her design, too. "Damn that woman," Aurora says to herself before passing out completely on the floor. [[Captured!->aurora captured]]

There's just something not right about the safe. Aurora can't quite put her finger on what but the fact that it's old and so easily accessible puts her right off. Instead, she goes after the necklaces. Besides, Aurora didn't become the world's greatest thief by passing up easy money. Carefully reaching to the desk, Aurora grabs both necklaces and, without pockets to put them in, simply drapes them around her slender neck. She eyes the room carefully, waiting for something to happen. When nothing does, she stalks back out to the back door and heads out of the jewellery store. The woman whose clothes she stole is still squirming, bound and gagged, on the ground at her feet. "Mmmph! Ummtmmm mmm!" the woman pleads. Aurora smirks and bends down to the woman, planting a kiss on her gagged lips. The woman squeals and shuts her eyes but Aurora smiles at her. "Mmmph!" "Don't worry, darling. Someone will come along and untie you eventually." Aurora scoops up her swimsuit and heels in her hands, and begins walking away. "Or maybe, on this island, they'll take you for themselves. Bye bye!" "MMMMPH!" With the woman's gagged screams behind her, Aurora must now make a hasty getaway. In her disguise, less people are staring at her but they are still drawn to her beauty, Aurora discerns. So she has to get out of this resort town quickly. She sees a motorcycle, parked and unattended, sitting by the side of the road. However, Aurora spots what looks like its owner, a burly woman in a leather jacket, leaning against a telephone pole with her arms folded. She is across the street from the bike and Aurora is certain she doesn't want to have to fight her off. She may just be quick enough to get to the bike, however, and from there it would be smooth sailing to the centre of the island and away from the crowded beach. The only other option would be to cut across the small town toward the road, which is some distance away but Aurora can see a clear path right to it if she runs for it. The risk there is drawing the attention of the island's many kidnappers and the path taking longer than if she just stole the bike, giving the kidnappers ample time to catch up if they are to pursue her. What does she do? [[Steal the bike->aurora escape]] [[Run for it->town capture]]

The world's greatest thief can have it both ways, right? Aurora hasn't gotten to where she is today by ignoring the chance to 'acquire assets' as she likes to call it. So, first grabbing the pair of necklaces, Aurora crosses the room and stops in front of the safe, leaning down and placing her ear against the door to listen to the tumblers. The safe is old and only has a three number combination; easy pickings for someone like Aurora. While listening to the tumblers, Aurora smiles and recites the numbers to herself. "14 clockwise," she whispers, turning the knob in the opposite direction and listening closely to the slowly turning tumblers. "69 counterclockwise, nice." Then when she begins rotating the knob for the third and final number of the combination, she feels something sharp stick into the back of her neck. She leans back and pulls out a sleep dart, realizing that the safe actually had been a trap. She knew it was too easy but the thought of more loot always comes first. The dart came from a small opening in the wall where a tube now juts out, pointed at her. She can feel its effects almost instantly and knows its from her design, too. "Damn that woman," Aurora says to herself before passing out completely on the floor. [[Captured!->aurora captured]]

When Aurora awakens she has no idea where she is. It doesn't help that everything is still pitch black, even though her eyes are open. She can feel that she has been tied up and starts to get excited at the feeling. First, though, she tries to figure out what is blindfolding her. What is it? [[A tough, leather hood that covers her whole head?->aurora hood]] [[A soft, silky blindfold tied on behind her head?->aurora blindfold]]

Aurora can't waste any more time so she charges straight for the unoccupied bike. The biker woman sees her and tries to cut her off but Aurora deftly dodges to one side and hops onto the bike, kickstarting it in only seconds. Before she can take off, however, the biker grabs Aurora by the waist and attempts to lift her off the bike. Aurora simply chuckles and elbows the biker in the head, causing her to let go and stumble. This gives Aurora enough time to gun the throttle and take off into the resort town. With the biker shouting behind her, Aurora weaves through the streets and is on the main road in less than ten minutes. Now heading toward the centre of the island, Aurora laughs to herself at how easy her escape has been. "Some challenge, Jhana!" she says, looking to the sky. "Try harder next time, witch!" Speeding off along the road, Aurora now has to find a way to break herself out of the simulation. Jhana's rules say that the other nine women on the island must also find freedom but Aurora is not interested in helping the agency. If she can find no other way to break the simulation, however, she may just be stuck helping them. But an alternative would get her out of here and get the agency off her back permanently. It is an intriguing idea. For now, though, Aurora must focus on getting to the centre of the island. She'll cross that bridge when she comes to it. [[Success! Time to move on->next]]

The biker woman is just too much of a risk for Aurora to go after the bike. So, instead, she takes off at a run into the centre of town. It's a bit slow going and the road doesn't feel like it's getting any closer but if she presses on then she will make it. But before she can make any progress, a wall of at least ten large and tough looking women block her path, linking arms to bar her way. The same thing happens behind her and Aurora is forced to stop. There isn't much she can do against this many attackers. They surround her quickly and the woman Aurora left tied up and gagged steps out from the group. "Leave me tied up, will you? My friends all have something to say about that." Aurora smirks and part of her starts to love the thought that she is about to be bound and gagged too. "I suppose turning the tables is fair play," Aurora says back. "Go on then. I can't fight all of you." "And take those necklaces around her neck! She stole them from the jewellery store." Aurora puts her hands on her head and lowers herself to the ground on her knees. The circle of large women advance on her and she keeps a wry smile on her face as they do. [[Captured!->aurora captured]]

An overwhelming aroma of leather fills Aurora's nostrils from the thick hood pulled over her head. She quite enjoys the restrictive feeling, actually. It covers her whole head, save for two holes for her nose to make it easier to breathe. Adding to it is a heavy posture collar that forces her head upright. Struggling a bit, Aurora realizes that she has been tied to a chair. It is slightly soft, like an office chair, which means she must be tied up in the manager's office of the jewellery store. Restraints encircle her legs at the ankles, calves, and thighs. Her ankles are also attached to the middle of the chair, further restricting her movement. More of the restraints frame her chest and tightly pin her arms to her sides. Her wrists are handcuffed behind the chair with a pair of hinged handcuffs, she can feel, and make her arms spread out wide behind the large chair back. But what are her other restraints? [[Heavy, red rope?->aurora red rope]] [[Tough, leather straps?->aurora straps]] [[Thick chains?->aurora chains]]

The blindfold is soft and comfortable and yet keeps all of the light from Aurora's eyes. She finds herself liking the sensuous softness of the blindfold's material. Adding to it is a heavy posture collar that forces her head upright. Struggling a bit, Aurora realizes that she has been tied to a chair. It is slightly soft, like an office chair, which means she must be tied up in the manager's office of the jewellery store. Restraints encircle her legs at the ankles, calves, and thighs. Her ankles are also attached to the middle of the chair, further restricting her movement. More of the restraints frame her chest and tightly pin her arms to her sides. Her wrists are handcuffed behind the chair with a pair of hinged handcuffs, she can feel, and make her arms spread out wide behind the large chair back. But what are her other restraints? [[Heavy, red rope?->aurora red rope]] [[Tough, leather straps?->aurora straps]] [[Thick chains?->aurora chains]]

The straps dig into Aurora's skin and give her no wiggle room. Still, she struggles hard against them, to test their strength, and there is almost no give to them. Aurora is helplessly bound to the chair and loving it. "Mmmph..." she moans, testing her voice. She feels a thrill at realizing that she is also gagged. But, of course, it can't really be bondage without a gag. That's her own philosophy and whoever captured her certainly agrees with that. But what is Aurora gagged with? [[A red ball gag?->aurora ball]] [[Microfoam tape, sealing a soft cloth in her mouth?->aurora microfoam]] [[A silk scarf pulled between her teeth?->aurora cleave]]

Aurora adores the permanence of chains used as a restraint. When she struggles, she can hear the locks on the chains jingle with every movement and grows excited at the prospect of being tightly bound in metal. "Mmmph..." she moans, testing her voice. She feels a thrill at realizing that she is also gagged. But, of course, it can't really be bondage without a gag. That's her own philosophy and whoever captured her certainly agrees with that. But what is Aurora gagged with? [[A red ball gag?->aurora ball]] [[Microfoam tape, sealing a soft cloth in her mouth?->aurora microfoam]] [[A silk scarf pulled between her teeth?->aurora cleave]]

Saliva drips down Aurora's chin and drops down into her lap. She moans at the sudden feeling, never realizing just how much she loves ball gags before. Aurora usually loves them more when other women are wearing them but she isn't exactly against the idea of wearing them herself. "Mmmmph..." she moans again, loving the feeling of her gag. She squrims a bit in her bonds, not making any real attempt to escape, and just relaxes to enjoy the feeling. "So this is the great thief Aurora Moreno, eh?" a woman's voice says to her. Aurora, though blindfolded, tries to look around for the source of the voice. She smiles behind her gag. //So this is what it's like being on the other side// she thinks. //I rather like this// "Mmmph," Aurora says again. "Silent and bound. Just how you should be," the woman says. [[But who is she?->aurora's captor]]

The sticky tape seals her mouth shut and keeps a soft cloth lodged in Aurora's mouth. She couldn't scream even if she tried. Aurora knows her lips are showing through the tight, white tape and the thought excites her. She wishes she could see herself, all bound and gagged, but the blindfold is too exciting to pass up. "Mmmmph..." she moans again, loving the feeling of her gag. She squrims a bit in her bonds, not making any real attempt to escape, and just relaxes to enjoy the feeling. "So this is the great thief Aurora Moreno, eh?" a woman's voice says to her. Aurora, though blindfolded, tries to look around for the source of the voice. She smiles behind her gag. //So this is what it's like being on the other side// she thinks. //I rather like this// "Mmmph," Aurora says again. "Silent and bound. Just how you should be," the woman says. [[But who is she?->aurora's captor]]

From the feeling, it is quite a long scarf that is stuffed between her teeth. It has been wrapped around her head three times and Aurora is biting down on quite a lot of material. That makes it a much more effective gag than she thought, at first. Aurora actually quite likes the feeling of the scarf in her mouth, too. "Mmmmph..." she moans again, loving the feeling of her gag. She squrims a bit in her bonds, not making any real attempt to escape, and just relaxes to enjoy the feeling. "So this is the great thief Aurora Moreno, eh?" a woman's voice says to her. Aurora, though blindfolded, tries to look around for the source of the voice. She smiles behind her gag. //So this is what it's like being on the other side// she thinks. //I rather like this// "Mmmph," Aurora says again. "Silent and bound. Just how you should be," the woman says. [[But who is she?->aurora's captor]]

Though she can't see it, the tough rope is one of Aurora's favourite colours. If she could see herself, bound to the chair as she is, she would love it. The ropes dig in tight and there are no knots in reach. Aurora is comepletely helpless. "Mmmph..." she moans, testing her voice. She feels a thrill at realizing that she is also gagged. But, of course, it can't really be bondage without a gag. That's her own philosophy and whoever captured her certainly agrees with that. But what is Aurora gagged with? [[A red ball gag?->aurora ball]] [[Microfoam tape, sealing a soft cloth in her mouth?->aurora microfoam]] [[A silk scarf pulled between her teeth?->aurora cleave]]

Aurora hears the woman pacing back and forth as heels clack on the floor. "You never make things easy, do you? Getting in the way of other people's revenge." Aurora smiles underneath the gag. It isn't Jhana but the leader of G.A.G is certainly speaking through this woman. "My dear Aurora, you're enjoying this too much. I am glad you are here, too. Because I've got a surprise for you." "Hmmmph?" "That's right, my gagged beauty. There is a camera pointed right at you. It isn't on yet, of course, but it is sitting on the desk and staring you in the face and the, well, rest of your voluptuous body." Aurora raises an eyebrow. She likes where this is heading. "I have a timer set several hours from now. That camera will come on and give a direct feed to the Island's corrupt police department. They'll see a trussed up thief who failed to rob a jewellery store and come to arrest her. And, rest assured, you will not be escaping from them. Of course, if you somehow escape your bonds before then, the police just might not catch you." "Hmmmph..." Aurora says. She has to admit, this is a good one. "So maybe you can find your way to enjoying this a little bit less and get out of here before you're trapped here forever? But maybe you won't. If you fail, so does everyone else stuck on this island. It really is a predicament, isn't it?" "Mmmph!" Aurora is loving this too much to feel really distressed, but she does enjoy playing up her role as the damsel. But the real threat of incarceration on a simulated island is something that she would like to avoid. So she does begin to struggle in earnest. "That's the spirit, Aurora. Have fun and maybe we'll be seeing each other soon." Aurora hears the woman walk away and continues her struggling. She is bound very tightly and doesn't stand much chance of escaping on her own. She still has to try, however, and pushes herself harder. All she can hope for now is an unlikely escape or an even more unlikely rescue from one of the agency. [[Time to move on->next]]

Upon reaching the centre of the island, Artema finds a strange, concrete structure. It's only about ten feet high and a huge satellite dish sits on top of it. From what she can see, there are no windows for her to look inside so her only choice is to try the door; a heavy, thick door of steel. Artema tries the handle and, to her surprise, it is unlocked. Stepping inside, Artema is surrounded on all sides by monitors, showing various locations around the island. There she can see many of her allies, tied up, gagged, and stuck in perilous situations. It seems not all of them could avoid capture or escape. Making note of the locations, Artema heads off to save everyone. She is reluctant that she also has to find the thief, Aurora, but it is the only way she can get them all out of this simulation. [[It's hero time!->artema saves them]]

Elyn's captor had done nothing but torment her for hours. Sometimes, she would tickle Elyn until she couldn't breathe. Other times, she would spank and whip her. And still others, she would plug Elyn's nose and make it impossible for her to breathe, almost making her pass out time and again. But now she is alone, enjoying herself. She loves the tight restraints that hold her captive, shut the world into the darkness, and keep her completely silent. //Oh. Right. The bomb// Elyn remembered the woman telling her about a bomb in the room, attached to gasoline or something? Jhana really did look for some form of ironic death and death by fiery explosion, Elyn's former strength, really does take the cake. She has tried to escape but, due to a lack of practice and a love of bondage, Elyn has failed time and again to make any progress. She is just as tightly bound as when she first arrived. Her thoughts become distracted when she hears a loud thump from somewhere nearby. Elyn jumps and squeals at the sudden noise, looking around frantically, even though she is still blind to the world. Suddenly, the light enters her eyes again and a large, purple-hared woman is staring down at her, releasing her from her bonds. Saying nothing, Artema pulls Elyn to her feet and gets her outside and well away from a beach house that she had been held within for several hours. Stretching her muscles, Elyn smirks at Artema. "Thanks for the save," she says. "Where to now, fearless leader?" "The centre of the island. Just follow the road. I still have to save the others. I'll meet you there." "Hold on, now. I should help you. Maybe rescue a few others myself?" Artema furrows her brow, not wanting to waste any more time, but she seems open to the idea. "Head into town. Celia is tied up in an apartment building and Farrah is being held in the jailhouse. Go and save them. I'll find the rest." "Farrah? You want me to save her?" "I don't like it either, Elyn. But we need all of us free to end the simulation. I'll do my part. As long as you do yours, we'll make it out of here, all right?" Elyn nods. "Right. See you back home?" "Hopefully. Now, let's go." The two women head their separate ways with Artema heading off to find the remaining five agents and, reluctantly, Aurora the thief. Elyn heads into the resort town, with the sun dipping low on the horizon, to find her newest self bondage partner, Celia. [[Save Celia!->elyn saves celia]]

Did Lanala evade capture? (Be honest) [[Yes->lanala evaded]] [[No->lanala was captured]]

Did Luna evade capture? (Be honest) [[Yes->luna evade]] [[No->luna was captured]]

Did Meryn evade capture? (Be honest) [[Yes->meryn evaded]] [[No->meryn was captured]]

Did Mirelle evade capture? (Be honest) [[Yes->mirelle evaded]] [[No->mirelle was captured]]

Did Taria evade capture(again)? (Be honest) [[Yes->taria evaded]] [[No->taria was captured]]

Are you sure you want the bad girl to win? Keep in mind, this won't be the "canon" ending. It's just for fun. But do you really want this? [[Yes, damn it!->you monster]]

You monster! Well, I guess if you want to see it... [[Here it is->bad end]]

First of all, did Aurora evade capture? (Be honest!) [[Yes->aurora evaded]] [[No->aurora was captured]]

It was quite a search, running into some and having to fight to save others, but Artema now has Lanala, Taria, Meryn, Mirelle, and Luna accounted for. Even the thief Aurora, who had to be difficult as always. She sent them all to the centre of the island to await her return. Now there were just three left to find. Remembering who was in the most immediate danger, Artema takes off toward the resort town to rescue Elyn first. [[Save Elyn!->artema rescues elyn]]

Lanala told Artema about the beach houses and she had noticed that one of them was suspiciously locked. Artema knows Elyn is indoors somewhere, bound and gagged on a bed, but she hadn't known where to start. But with Lanala's help, Artema is able to narrow it down to one final beach house. With night beginning to fall quickly, Artema doesn't waste time and charges at the locked door, bashing it down with a heavy shoulder. Elyn squeals in surprise at the sudden noise, still as tightly bound and gagged as ever. Artema rushes in to the bedroom, where Elyn's captor has long since fled. Despite the imminent threat of a fiery explosion, Elyn seems to still be enjoying herself in her tight bondage. Still, she has made some effort to escape, knowing that her fiery death is only hours, or even minutes, away. But she needn't worry any longer as Elyn's vision, for hours plunged into darkness, sees the light for the first time when Artema begins to untie her. It takes some time but Artema rescues her fellow agent, helping Elyn to her feet and getting her out of the beach house as quickly as possible. They both flee from the bomb inside, still just under an hour from exploding, but Artema isn't taking any chances. Elyn smiles wryly at the larger woman, still daydreaming about the bondage she was just freed from. "You could have left me tied up, you know. That was a fun time." "No. We're getting out of here. Go back to the centre of the island. I have more people to save," Artema says. "Ah well. Suppose I should thank you for saving my life. Although, there are still a few women roaming around. I wouldn't mind getting kidnapped again." "Elyn, I will kill you if you get yourself in trouble again. Get out of here. Go meet with the others at the centre of the island. We're getting out of here." Elyn smirked. "All right, fine. I get it. I miss my own equipment back home, anyway." Artema sighs irritably as Elyn leaves but at least the original seven are all safe. But that leaves two still captured; sweet little Celia and.... "I really hate that woman," Artema says to herself when she thinks of Farrah. Shaking her head, Artema heads off to find Celia first. Farrah can suffer in jail a little longer, as far she is concerned... [[Save Celia!->artema rescues celia]]

The sun continues to sink further into the horizon as Artema enters the resort town. She doesn't have to travel far to find the same apartment building that Celia is tied up and gagged within. Taking the back entrance, the large security woman steps in front of Artema, barring her way. "Excuse me, ma'am, you're trespassing. I'm going to have to take you-ugh!" Artema doesn't wait around for the woman to finsh her sentence, kneeing her in the stomach before grabbing her by the head and throwing her to the ground. With one punch, the security guard is out cold. "I've had enough of these damn tricks," Artema says. She proceeds on into the apartment building, taking the stairs and climbing upward. Once she reaches the third floor, Artema comes across the only closed door in the building and barges her way in, kicking the door off its hinges. Inside, Artema hears a muffled voice. "Hlmmm?" "Celia, I'm here," Artema calls inside. "Mmmtmmm!" Artema quickly gets Celia free of her bonds and begins leading her downstairs. "I'm sorry you had to save me again, Artema," Celia says. "Don't worry about that. I'll always come after you." "Yeah, but... I did that to myself." "What?" "I tied myself up like that. But it was like I wasn't thinking straight. I don't know what came over me." "It's just another one of Jhana's tricks. Come on, now. Let's get you outside." Once they are outside, Artema tels Celia how to get to the centre of the island and meet up with the rest of the group. Once Celia leaves, Artema spots the jailhouse and sighs. "One left to go..." [[Save Farrah!->artema rescues farrah]]

A woman shouting is all Artema can hear when she steps inside the jailhouse. This is quickly followed by muffled screams from a voice Artema recognizes. "MMMPH! NMMMM! PLMMMPH!" For all her betrayal and treachery, Artema feels like she should just leave Farrah to her fate. But they need her free to end the simulation and get after Jhana in the real world. So Artema is faced with no other alternative. "That's it, girl! Beg for me! Get on your knees and beg!" Artema smirks at the sight of the tiny little woman, glowering down at her kneeling prisoner, Farrah. Farrah is much larger and is almost 3/4 of her captor's height while kneeling. Staying silent, Artema pulls open the cell door and this gets the attention of both women within. "Mmmmph!?" "I daresay, Farrah, you've lost a step. What happened to the mighty warrior bandit, eh?" "Mmtmmm! Hlmmmp mmm, plmmmph!" "Who are you? Get out of here, else you'll be on your knees as she is. I could always use more obedient little slaves." "Little?" "Well... obedient, anyway." Artema chuckles and picks the woman up off the ground with ease, hoisting her over her shoulder. "What are you doing? Put me down!" "Yeah, listen little lady, I'm bigger than you. And stronger. So here's how this works. I toss you out on your ass and you run off and don't come back. Got it?" "You will release me or face the consequences!" "Don't make me hurt you," Artema says, lowering her voice. This seems to get the small woman to stop squriming. "O-okay. Fine. But you're not taking my prisoner!" "Afraid I am. I'm sure you'll find another one on this here island, though." Artema kicks open the front doors of the jailhouse and tosses the small woman out. She watches her run away and calls after her. "Remember, don't come back!" Artema turns around and heads back into the open cell where Farrah still struggles with her bonds. "Thmmk ymm! Ummtmm mm?" Artema kneels down into Farrah's face and pats her on the cheek. "Well, here we are again. Bet you're tired of meeting me like this, right?" "Mmmph!" Artema chuckles again. "I don't really feel like untying you, actually." "Plmmph! Hlmmp mmm!" "Oh, I'll help you. You need to be 'free' after all, to end the simulation. But that doesn't mean untied, does it? Now, if I were a betting woman, I would bet a lot on the simulation coming to an end as soon as you and I leave this jailhouse, right?" Farrah shakes her head and screams into her gag. "NMMMM! UMMTMMM MMMM!" "You're going right back into that interrogation room where you belong, Farrah. No way am I trusting you ever again. We'll just have to see what the director thinks when we get back." "MMMMPPPHH!" Artema hoists the big woman up over her shoulder and carries her to the jailhouse door. As she predicted, the world outside flashes white and everything begins to fade away in a shower of pixels. One more bright flash of light blinds both women, obscuring everything in front of them. [[Is it over?->end]]

With all ten women successfully freed, the world returns to normal. The agents are back at HQ, exhausted from their ordeal, and ordered to rest by Artema. But not everything has been resolved. Aurora, the thief and Jhana's on again, off again ally, has disappeared once more. The Agency will have to try once more to hunt her down and stop her for good. Farrah, the traitorous informant, once again takes up a position in the agency's interrogation room, tightly bound and gagged, and awaiting new instructions from the Agency Director herself. Artema's six main agents Taria, Meryn, Luna, Mirelle, Elyn, and her wife Lanala are all asleep in their quarters. As is the rookie field agent, Celia, whose ordeal tired her out greatly. Even Jonas, who had also been dragged into the simulation, is ordered to rest by Artema. Wanting answers, Artema finds out where Jhana broadcast the simulation from and, with the location found, heads out on her own to track the witch down. With no backup, it is a risky mission. But Artema is always up for the challenge. And she seeks to put Jhana away once and for all. But that is a story for another time... [[The end->thanks]]

Thanks for reading and 'playing', I suppose. This was my first CYOA story and I hope it was fun for you! If it was, let me know why! And if you didn't like it, that goes double! I want to hear how I could do this better, how I screwed up, etc, etc. Anyway, thanks for coming along for the journey. If you want to start from the beginning, maybe change some of your choices... [[Go here!->The Isle of Bondage]] Or, if you want to check out the different endings, maybe see another damsel turn into the hero... [[Go here!->ending choice]] Otherwise, feel free to close the window. Thanks again for checking this thing out! If this is your first time reading my work, why not check out my DeviantArt page? https://www.deviantart.com/escapeagent. There's plenty more of these characters over there, if you enjoyed them! Thanks once again!

Seeing a scary looking woman guarding the back entrance, Elyn stalks carefully in through the front door. The apartment building is completely silent and Elyn takes the stairs up, hoping to find Celia somewhere inside. At last, when she reaches the top floor, Elyn finds the only closed door in the building and opens the door. When she steps inside the bedroom, she smiles at the sight. "Well well. Looks like somebody has been having fun." "Mlln?" Celia asks when she hears Elyn's voice. "Did this yourself, did you?" Celia tries to protest but Elyn shushes her. "It's all right. Me, of all people, can recognize the signs. I'll get you out of that, you little minx." Elyn quickly gets Celia free of her bonds, still unable to wipe the smile from her face. As they walk down the stairs together, Celia tries to explain what happened. "I didn't really mean to tie myself up that securely. I mean, I didn't even look for a key! That's so unlike me to ignore safety like that." "Don't worry yourself about it, sweetie. This island plays tricks on the mind. Probably Jhana's design. Heck, it even made me want to get kidnapped." Celia furrows her brow. "Um... that sounds normal to me." Elyn pretends to be shocked. "Celia, what //are// you saying? Does that really sound like something I would do?" "Yes." Elyn chuckles. "Whatever you say. Now that we're outside, Artema wants us to meet up at the centre of the island. Just follow the main road and you'll get there. Don't stop for anything. Got it?" "Sure. Thanks for saving me, Elyn. I appreciate it." "Ah, save your thanks. Go on, now. I'm sure Artema has found some of the others already." Celia nods and Elyn spots the jailhouse nearby. "One more..." [[Save Farrah!->elyn saves farrah]]

Stepping inside the jailhouse, Elyn smiles at the sight that greets her. A heavily bound Farrah, quite a large woman, is being berated into submission by a woman who barely stands five feet tall. It takes everything in her not to laugh at the sight, knowing that would give her away. Instead, Elyn just watches for awhile, concentrating hard on the tiny woman in the cell, standing over her prisoner. She knows Jhana's simulation might not allow it but she has to try it anyway. It may well be the best way to diffuse the situation. Elyn keeps her focus trained on the woman and, eventually, a thought enters her mind. //Drop the whip// The woman drops her riding crop suddenly, and Farrah glances up at her, confused. Feeling tired, Elyn manages just one more thought. //Leave and do not come back// The tiny woman turns on a heel, opens the cell door, and heads right past Elyn and out the front door of the jailhouse. With her gone, Elyn steps into the cell and bends down into Farrah's face. "Up you get, sweetie. Time to go." "Mmmln? Ummtmm mmm!" "I'm afraid I can't understand what you're saying. Come on, now. I'm not going to carry you. On your feet, woman." Elyn helps to steady Farrah, still tied up and gagged, as she stands up on her feet. "Good. Now get moving, hopalong. I already said I'm not carrying you." Farrah glares down at Elyn, mumbling some incoherent threats behind her gag. "I'm shaking. Now move." Elyn walks slowly beside Farrah, as she begins hopping from the cell toward the front doors. As Elyn opens the doors, allowing Farrah to hop outside, she keeps her eyes on the world around them. "Hope you did your thing, fearless leader," she says. As soon as she steps outside, everything flashes white and the world begins to fade away in a shower of pixels. Another flash of light blinds the two women and obscures the world from their vision. [[Is it over?->end]]

Always the clever thief, Aurora can only laugh at the paltry puzzle Jhana laid out for her. She beat it with ease and even managed to steal some loot in the process. Now at the centre of the island, away from the beach and the resort town, Aurora finally has some peace and quiet to herself. She comes across a square, concrete structure with no windows, a heavy steel door and a huge satellite dish on top of it. Aurora enters through the door and is immediately surrounded by monitors. With the sky darkening outside, it gladdens Aurora's heart to see each and every one of the agency, and even her henchwoman Farrah, tightly bundled up in restraints and effectively gagged. None of them can escape their impossible bondage and will go on forever, tormented but alive. Aurora is able to discern, with her keen intellect, that each predicament is meant to seem potentially life threatening but it is only meant to torment the captives for as long as the simulation's creator wants. For instance, the bomb that threatens Elyn will only go off if she is absent and is now stuck on one second from exploding, frozen in time, never to explode. Aurora pores over a console of controls and, with the press of a button, any chance at escaping their bonds is thwarted and now every single woman of the agency is bound, gagged, and unable to escape. With another press of a button, Aurora watches one of the monitors and watches a swirling portal open back on the beach. Smiling to herself, Aurora walks back to her stolen morotcycle. [[Time to go->aurora free escape]]

The threat of spending time in jail does not phase a woman like Aurora. Indeed, she can tell, even blinfolded, that she had not been locked inside the building and struggles to move her bound and gagged form across the room, still tied to the office chair. "Mmph! Mmph! Mmmph!" she grunts with every effort of moving. She feels along the walls, and manages to slide herself along until she finds the doorway to the office. Now out of the office, still tied up, Aurora is able to wheel her chair along the wall and back outside the back door to the jewellery store. She may have failed Jhana's puzzle but, even tied up and gagged, Aurora will make sure that Jhana will never keep her prisoner. Having struggled for a few hours, the streets have cleared, though Aurora can't see that, and she wheels her chair down the street. Feeling heat on her face, Aurora knows where the sun is and is able to turn herself north, toward the road, and scoot herself along. Still fully bound, she heads toward the centre of the island. [[Time to go->aurora tied up escape]]

Having narrowly escaped capture within the tropical forest, Meryn finds her way to the centre of the island where she finally finds an ally. Artema is there, having just left a small, concrete structure with a huge satellite at the top. "Meryn!" Artema calls. "Thanks goodness you're safe." "Where are the others?" "I'm headed off to find them but I know where they are. You stay here and wait up for them." "No way. I should help out. Come on, Artema. We can work together." "Or divide and save as many as we can, as quckly as we can. Elyn's in real trouble. I think she's being held in one of those beach houses. Celia needs help, too. She's in the resort town, tied up in an apartment building. And..." Artema sighs. "Farrah is stuck in the jailhouse." "Wait.... we need to //save// Farrah?" "I don't like it either but we need to get everyone free. It's the only way out of the simulation. Will you do it?" Meryn shakes her head but she agrees to go after Farrah, reluctant though she is. The two women go their separate ways. Artema heads off after the other four agents and, reluctantly, Aurora the thief. Meryn decides that she should get after Elyn first and heads back toward the beach. [[Save Elyn!->meryn saves elyn]]

Meryn's predicament was particularly difficult to escape. Her captor had left her in a strange golden room within some temple to be a sacrifice for the island dwellers. She struggled for a long time, unable to break free of her tight bonds, grunting and growling into her gag. But, eventually, Meryn was able to work one of her wrists free and escape her fate, with the booming voice shouting after her as she fled the temple and didn't stop until she was at the centre of the island. Artema is there, having just left a small, concrete structure with a huge satellite at the top. "Meryn!" Artema calls. "Thanks goodness you're safe." "Where are the others?" "I'm headed off to find them but I know where they are. You stay here and wait up for them." "No way. I should help out. Come on, Artema. We can work together." "Or divide and save as many as we can, as quckly as we can. Elyn's in real trouble. I think she's being held in one of those beach houses. Celia needs help, too. She's in the resort town, tied up in an apartment building. And..." Artema sighs. "Farrah is stuck in the jailhouse." "Wait.... we need to //save// Farrah?" "I don't like it either but we need to get everyone free. It's the only way out of the simulation. Will you do it?" Meryn shakes her head but she agrees to go after Farrah, reluctant though she is. The two women go their separate ways. Artema heads off after the other four agents and, reluctantly, Aurora the thief. Meryn decides that she should get after Elyn first and heads back toward the beach. [[Save Elyn!->meryn saves elyn]]

The sun begins to set and Meryn creeps onto the quiet beach, in search of her friend, Elyn. Artema sounded serious when saying Elyn is in 'real trouble' so Meryn's senses go on high alert as she approaches the beach houses Artema mentioned. Most of them seem empty but one of them has the door barred and locked. Meryn tries peeking in one of the windows but the blinds are shut and she can't see inside. Not wanting to alert Elyn's captors, Meryn forces the window open and crawls inside the beach house. She slmost trips as soon as she's inside, and she hears a muffled squeal somewhere in the corner. Still tightly bound and gagged, and enjoying herself, Elyn is laying on a bed right next to Meryn. Meryn spots the danger that Artema must have been talking about; a makeshift bomb attached to a gasoline canister with a timer set to go off in 45 minutes. It's plenty of time for Meryn to set to work freeing Elyn and she does so quickly, not wanting to take any chances with the bomb. In no time, Meryn and Elyn are standing together, well away from the beach house, ready to move on. "Thanks for the save, Goldie," Elyn says. "At least use my name, you damn fool," Meryn says. Elyn smirks. "So what's the plan now?" "Take the main road to the centre of the island and wait for the others. I'm going off to find Celia." "Celia? Is she in trouble?" "She's been captured but don't worry. I've got her. You just worry about staying out of trouble. Got it?" Elyn nods. "If you say so, Meryn. Good luck." As soon as Elyn leaves, Meryn heads off to the resort town. [[Save Celia!->meryn saves celia]]

With the unexpected help of Jonas, Luna was able to avoid capture and find her way to the centre of the island. Now that she is there, she meets up with Artema, who looks a bit distraught. "Oh, good. Luna," Artema says. "I'm glad at least one of you is safe." "You can thank Jonas for that, I guess," Luna says. "Jonas is here? Well... nevermind that now. You stay here. I need to go after the others. Wait for me." "Hey, I should help. What can I do?" Artema thought long and hard, not wanting to risk anyone else. But since they are short on time, she decides that two of them doing the work would be best. "All right, fine. Elyn is in real trouble and you need to get to her, quickly. She's in one of those beach houses. You'll find Celia tied up in a small apartment building in town. And Farrah..."Artema trails off. "Why are we rescuing her?" "We need everyone to break out of this simulation. That includes Farrah. Aurora, too. I'll worry about the thief. You go after the two-timing informant. She's being held in the jailhouse in town." "All right. Got it. Good luck, Artema." "Same to you, Luna." The two women go their separate ways and Luna decides to go after Elyn first. [[Save Elyn!->luna saves elyn]]

The strange woman laughed and laughed as the tub filled with water and the small chamber echoed with Luna's gagged cries. The hogtie had been quite formidable and Luna had trouble keeping her head above the water as it slowly rose up. But something changed in her as the day started to become night. Just like back home, Luna could hear the moon! It called to her, comforted her, and it gave her strength. She didn't have much power but it was enough. With a great deal of concentration, Luna managed to make the water in the pipe freeze completely and the tub stopped filling with water. While her captor tried to see what was wrong, Luna only just managed to wriggle her wrists free and knock the woman unconscious. From there, it was a quick exit out of the indoor pool building and right back toward the main road. Eventually, Luna made it to the centre of the island. Now that she is there, she meets up with Artema, who looks a bit distraught. "Oh, good. Luna," Artema says. "I'm glad at least one of you is safe." "Only just," Luna says. "You stay here. I need to go after the others. Wait for me." "Hey, I should help. What can I do?" Artema thought long and hard, not wanting to risk anyone else. But since they were short on time, she decided that two of them doing the work would be best. "All right, fine. Elyn is in real trouble and you need to get to her, quickly. She's in one of those beach houses. You'll find Celia tied up in a small apartment building in town. And Farrah..."Artema trails off. "Why are we rescuing her?" "We need everyone to break out of this simulation. That includes Farrah. Aurora, too. I'll worry about the thief. You go after the two-timing informant. She's being held in the jailhouse in town." "All right. Got it. Good luck, Artema." "Same to you, Luna." The two women go their separate ways and Luna decides to go after Elyn first. [[Save Elyn!->luna saves elyn]]

The beach is quiet now that the sun begins to set on the horizon. For the first time since they arrived in this awful simulation, Luna actually starts to feel safer. She stops at the door of one beach house in particular with a light still on inside. Luna slowly opens the door and creeps inside, hoping she doesn't run into Elyn's captor. There she finds a makeshift bomb attached to a gasoline canister and Elyn, struggling away on a nearby bed, enjoying herself. Luna counts herself lucky that the timer on the bomb reads 37 minutes but she doesn't want to take any chances. She rushes over to Elyn, quickly unties her, and pulls her out of the beach house, stepping far away from it to be safe. Elyn smirks at her when they stop moving. "I can't believe it was you who came for me, moon girl." "Shut up, fire witch. I should have left that gag on you." Elyn chuckles. "I would have been so grateful if you had." Luna growls under her breath. "There's no time for this. Follow the main road to the centre of the island and wait for the others there. I've got more important things to do than argue with you." As Luna turns to leave, she can hear Elyn speak to her once more. This time, however, she sounds quite sincere. "Thanks for saving me, moon girl." Luna doesn't stop moving toward town. "Yeah yeah. Just get out of here, will you? I'm going after Celia." [[Save Celia!->luna saves celia]]

Having been mysteriously bound to a chair and gagged, Taria managed to work herself free and follow the main road to the centre of the island. Now that she is here, Taria runs into Artema, who seems to be heading somewhere in a hurry. "Taria. Good to see you're safe." "What's going on, ma'am?" Taria asks, choosing not to mention anythng that happened to her. "I'm going after everyone. We're getting out of this damn simulation." "How can I help?" Taria asks. Artema hesitates but then finally gives her some details. "Elyn is in big trouble. She's trapped in one of those beach houses. Celia's been tied up in an apartment building in the resort town and..." Artema sighs. "We need to get Farrah out of the jailhouse." "Farrah? We have to save her, too?" "Unfortunately," Artema says. "I still need to get her back for what she did to me and Lanala in that thief's penthouse." "Now's not the time, Taria. Just get her out of trouble and it'll help break us out of the simulation. I'll go after the others in the meantime." "Understood." The two women go their separate ways. Remembering Artema's words, Taria decides to go after Elyn first. [[Save Elyn!->taria saves elyn]]

The frightful place just about drove Taria mad. Her intense struggles and gagged screams did nothing to help her situation and she just couldn't escape her bonds. She struggled away for hour after hour, tormented by the ghostly whispers. But among the whispers, a faint, comforting voice spoke to her. It sounded familiar, too. Like a man she knows. "You're going to get out of here," the voice would say, faintly, between the whispered threats and terrible curses. Then, for only a few seconds, the voice got louder. "It's me, Taria. It's Jonas. I'm going to free your hands. The rest is up to you." THe voice faded away and Taria swore she could hear the sound of someone getting beaten up somewhere in the fog of her mind. But, as the voice said, her hands were free. From there it was only a matter of time before she managed to free herself and escape the awful mansion. Once outside, she found the main road and followed it to the centre of the island. Now that she is here, Taria runs into Artema, who seems to be heading somewhere in a hurry. "Taria. Good to see you're safe." "What's going on, ma'sm?" Taria asks, choosing not to mention anythng that happened to her. "I'm going after everyone. We're getting out of this damn simulation." "How can I help?" Taria asks. Artema hesitates but then finally gives her some details. "Elyn is in big trouble. She's trapped in one of those beach houses. Celia's been tied up in an apartment building in the resort town and..." Artema sighs. "We need to get Farrah out of the jailhouse." "Farrah? We have to save her, too?" "Unfortunately," Artema says. "I still need to get her back for what she did to me and Lanala in that thief's penthouse." "Now's not the time, Taria. Just get her out of trouble and it'll help break us out of the simulation. I'll go after the others in the meantime." "Understood." The two women go their separate ways. Remembering Artema's words, Taria decides to go after Elyn first. [[Save Elyn!->taria saves elyn]]

Taria doesn't hesitate to bust the door down to the only beach house with a light still on. She hears a familiar, gagged squeal from somewhere inside, obviously surprised at the sudden noise. Taria finds Elyn, still thoroughly tied up and gagged and absolutely enjoying herself. Taria doesn't waste any time in freeing her oldest friend and getting her outside the beach house, well away from the bomb she had seen inside. The bomb itself still had just over half and hour to go before it exploded but Taria isn't taking any chances. Elyn smiles sweetly at the woman she may well consider her best friend. "I knew it would be you, Taria," she says. "No chance I'm leaving your sorry ass behind," Taria says. "Thanks. I owe you another one." "Wouldn't be the first time. Now, head back to the centre of the island. You'll find the main road to the north of here. Just stick with it and get as far away from this beach as possible. I'm going after Celia." "Celia? Is she in trouble?" "She's been captured. I'm going to get her. Just be safe until then, all right?" "You too, Taria. Don't let anything else happen to you, all right?" "Else?" "I can see it. You're distraught, kind of angry. You were captured too, weren't you?" Taria grunts in response. "I'm not anymore though, am I?" Elyn smiles. "I guess not. But stay safe, anyway." "Just get going, Elyn. I'll see you at home." With that, the two women part ways and Taria heads toward the resort town. [[Save Celia!->taria saves celia]]

It had been rather harrowing for Mirelle to escape the trap laid out for her at that hotel. But Jonas' knowledge and valuable information helped get her out of the hotel and on towards the centre of the island. This is where Mirelle finally meets up with one of her allies as she spots Artema in the distance. They see each other and meet up along the side of the road, stopping a few feet from each other. "I'm so glad I finally found someone! It's so good to see you safe, Artema?" "You too, Mirelle. Have you seen any of the others?" "No. I was hoping you had. Have you at least seen Luna?" "I know where they all are. Wait here and stay out of sight. I'm going to save them." "Wait, Artema. I have to help them. Please." Artema realizes that she may not have time to save everyone and could probably do with the help. "All right. Get to Elyn. She is in real danger. And find Celia, too. Somebody has her tied up in the apartment building in the resort town. And... I need you to go after Farrah. We need everyone back here if we're going to break out of this simulation. I'll get the others. Luna included. You'll see her again, all right?" "Does this mean Aurora too?" "It does, unfortunately. Go on, now. I'll see you back home." "Okay! Good luck, Artema!" Keeping Artema's words in mind, Mirelle splits off from the Agency's leader and goes after Elyn first. [[Save Elyn!->mirelle saves elyn]]

The rising tide had reached Mirelle's waist by the time she had made any progress with her restraints. Even still, she was tightly bound and gagged and not going anywhere. They were looser but they still held her in place and she just couldn't escape. But she felt something bump into her from behind, floating in the water. She reached it with her bound hands and found that it was a basket, full of knives and lockpicks! Mirelle searched around frantically for who would leave these things for her and spotted her reluctanct captor walking away and trying to look inconspciuous. She silently thanked her captor and then went about struggling again. The water had reached her chest by the time she managed to free her hands but from there it was smooth sailing and Mirelle was free to swim ashore and head for the centre of the island, following the road. This is where Mirelle finally meets up with one of her allies as she spots Artema in the distance. They see each other and meet up along the side of the road, stopping a few feet from each other. "I'm so glad I finally found someone! It's so good to see you safe, Artema?" "You too, Mirelle. Have you seen any of the others?" "No. I was hoping you had, Have you at least seen Luna?" "I know where they all are. Wait here and stay out of sight. I'm going to save them." "Wait, Artema. I have to help them. Please." Artema realizes that she may not have time to save everyone and could probably do with the help. "All right. Get to Elyn. She is in real danger. Ad find Celia, too. Somebody has her tied up in the apartment building in the resort town. And... I need you to go after Farrah. We need everyone back here if we're going to break out of this simulation. I'll get the others. Luna included. You'll see her again, all right?" "Does this mean Aurora too?" "It does, unfortunately. Go on, now. I'll see you back home." "Okay! Good luck, Artema!" Keeping Artema's words in mind, Mirelle splits off from the Agency's leader and goes after Elyn first. [[Save Elyn!->mirelle saves elyn]]

Still feeling rather clever for having evaded all of those potential captors, Lanala's heart leaps when she spots a familiar, muscular form striding toward her at the centre of the island. "Artema!" "Lanala!" The mighty woman sees her and the two run toward each other. Artema picks up Lanala in her arms, squeezing her tight, and planting a long kiss on her lips. They part, still holding each other's hands, and stare into each other's eyes. "You're safe, my love," Artema says. "I'm so glad to see you." "Oh, sweetheart, I'm so glad you're okay! Have you seen the others?" The same permanent, stoic look re-enters Artema's eyes and she steps back from her wife. "I know where they are. I want you stay here and wait for us, understand? I need you to be safe." "Artema, I can't! There has to be something I can do! There is no way I'm just sitting around when I could be helping you! Come on. It'll be just like old times. You and me against the world. In this case, a simulated world, but still. I have to do something!" "Lanala..." Artema trails off. She never likes arguing with her wife and she also realizes that they could save precious time if they help each other. "Fine. But promise to be careful." "I promise." "Okay, good. We don't have a lot of time and, as much as I don't like it, we need to split up. You go after Elyn. She's inside some kind of bungalow thing, I think." "Oh, jeez. I have to go back to those beach houses? I barely got out of there last time!" "Elyn is in serious danger, Lanala. You have to save her." "All right. What else?" "Someone has Celia tied up in this small apartment building in the resort town. That one feels like a trap so be on your guard." Artema sighs. "What is it?" Lanala asks. "You're not going to like it. But we need everyone who was trapped in the simulation to be free. And that means-" "Aurora? Do you want me to save her?" "No. I'll find her. You need to go after Farrah. She's being held captive in the jailhouse in town." Lanala folds her arms. "You're kidding me, right?" "I wish I was. But everyone needs to be free. You heard the rules when we were dropped in here. The only way out of Jhana's hideous mess is to get //everyone// free. That includes Farrah." "Damn it. You're right. I don't like that at all." "Look, if it'll help, keep her tied up. Freeing her doesn't meen untying her, right?" "I guess not. So just those three?" "They're too spread out for me. I'll go find the rest. Please be careful, sweetheart," Artema says. "I will. And you be safe too, love." The two women head their separate ways and Lanala heads back to the beach. She remembers what Artema told her and goes after Elyn first. [[Save Elyn!->lanala saves elyn]]

The shocks kept coming and Lanala would scream and wail into her gag while her captor mocked and laughed at her. No matter how she tried Lanala couldn't escape her bonds. The intermittent, random shocks from the electrodes only made things more difficult. Using electricity against her was Jhana's own way of being ironic, mocking Lanala's former mastery over lightning. Her captor got a little cocky, however, and wanted to move Lanala from her seated position to make things more interesting. She had a wire bed frame that she intended to tie Lanala to and continue her shock treatment. But despite being larger than Lanala, she was not prepared for the smaller woman's impressive strength, as Lanala shook off her captor and, still with her arms and hands bound and a gag over her mouth, ran away from her captor and found the right tools to free herself. Then Lanala turned the tables and shocked the woman with her own electrodes until she was unconscious, managing to flee the dark basement and get back out to the world above. With the sky growing dark, Lanala raced off toward the centre of the island, following the road, and made it well away from the beach. Now here and still following the road, Lanala's heart leaps when she spots a familiar, muscular form striding toward her at the centre of the island. "Artema!" "Lanala!" The mighty woman sees her and the two run toward each other. Artema picks up Lanala in her arms, squeezing her tight, and planting a long kiss on her lips. They part, still holding each other's hands, and stare into each other's eyes. "You're safe, my love," Artema says. "I'm so glad to see you." "Oh, sweetheart, I'm so glad you're okay! Have you seen the others?" The same permanent, stoic look re-enters Artema's eyes and she steps back from her wife. "I know where they are. I want you stay here and wait for us, understand? I need you to be safe." "Artema, I can't! There has to be something I can do! There is no way I'm just sitting around when I could be helping you! Come on. It'll be just like old times. You and me against the world. In this case, a simulated world, but still. I have to do something!" "Lanala..." Artema trails off. She never likes arguing with her wife and she also realizes that they could save precious time if they help each other. "Fine. But promise to be careful." "I promise." "Okay, good. We don't have a lot of time and, as much as I don't like it, we need to split up. You go after Elyn. She's inside some kind of bungalow thing, I think." "Oh, jeez. I have to go back to those beach houses? I barely got out of there last time!" "Elyn is in serious danger, Lanala. You have to save her." "All right. What else?" "Someone has Celia tied up in this small apartment building in the resort town. That one feels like a trap so be on your guard." Artema sighs. "What is it?" Lanala asks. "You're not going to like it. But we need everyone who was trapped in the simulation to be free. And that means-" "Aurora? Do you want me to save her?" "No. I'll find her. You need to go after Farrah. She's being held captive in the jailhouse in town." Lanala folds her arms. "You're kidding me, right?" "I wish I was. But everyone needs to be free. You heard the rules when we were dropped in here. The only way out of Jhana's hideous mess is to get //everyone// free. That includes Farrah." "Damn it. You're right. I don't like that at all." "Look, if it'll help, keep her tied up. Freeing her doesn't meen untying her, right?" "I guess not. So just those three?" "They're too spread out for me. I'll go find the rest. Please be careful, sweetheart," Artema says. "I will. And you be safe too, love." The two women head their separate ways and Lanala heads back to the beach. She remembers what Artema told her and goes after Elyn first. [[Save Elyn!->lanala saves elyn]]

The apartment building is easy for Meryn to find. Not liking either of the exits as options, Meryn climbs up a nearby drain pipe and hauls herself up onto the roof. From there, Meryn crosses to the other side and finds a fire escape just below her. She jumps down to that and peers inside one of the windows. There, she spots Celia, completely tied up and gagged, struggling away in the bedroom of the apartment. Meryn pries open the window from the outside and creeps in, wondering where Celia's captor might have gone. When no one else appears, Meryn quietly calls out to Celia. "Are you all right?" "Mmmryn!?" "Hang on, Celia. I'm getting you out of here." It doesn't take Meryn long to free Celia from her bindings and she leads Celia carefully down the stairs, heading toward the front door. Celia tries to explain the strange predicament she had put herself in but she keeps stumbling over her words, perhaps a bit flustered by Meryn's calm outward appearance. Maybe Celia thinks Meryn is angry with her. Instead, Meryn reassures her. "Don't worry about what happened, Celia. All that matters is that you're safe now. Follow the main road to the centre of the island and meet up with the others. I've got.." Meryn sighs. "Other things to do." "What's the matter?" There is perhaps no one in the world Meryn hates more than Farrah. And now she has to rescue her. "It's nothing. Just get back to the others. I'll see you back at home." "Okay. Be careful, Meryn." As Celia leaves, Meryn still dreads what is to come. But it has to be done if they are ever going to break out of this simulation. [[Save Farrah!->meryn saves farrah]]

With anger and resentment in her heart, Meryn kicks the doors of the jailhouse in and approaches the holding cell where Farrah, bound, gagged, and pathetic, kneels on the floor with a tiny woman looming over her. The sound of Meryn's approach gets the attention of both women within. Before the small woman can say anything, Meryn slides the cell door open and walks in, picking her up off the ground and grabbing her by the throat. "Listen up. You're going to walk out of here and leave this idiot alone. I'm already in a bad mood. Don't make it worse. You're in for a world of pain if you do." "But-" "But nothing! When I let you go, if you're not out that door in five seconds then I'm going to see what colour your insides are, got it?" She drops the small woman and starts counting backwards from five. "Five... The woman bolts for the door, tripping over herself. She still hasn't made it and Meryn keeps counting. "Four... Three..." Scrambling, Farrah's tiny captor makes it out the door and Meryn growls under her breath, turning to Farrah. "Look. I'm not happy about this. But if Artema has finished her job, then when you and I walk out that door we'll be finished with this damn simulation. I am not untying you and I don't want any arguments. Got it?" Farrah's eyes widen in terror at the frighening look in Meryn's eyes. She nods frantically. "Mmmm hmmmm!" "Good! Now get to your feet and hop to the door. Now!" Farrah does as instructed, struggling to her feet and quickly hopping to the door, still fully bound and gagged. Meryn follows her and as soon as they both step out the door, the world around them flashes white. In an instant, the skyline begins disappearing in a shower of pixels. A bright light blinds them and their vision is obscured from what happens next. [[Is it over?->end]]

The portal is easy to find. It hums with life and illuminates the beach with an eerie purple light. Aurora parks her stolen bike, flicks her hair, and stalks over to the portal. She hesitates for a moment, wondering if this is another of Jhana's traps. Aurora decides then to take a chance and step through it. As soon as she does, the island begins to fade around her and she is blinded by a bright light. [[Is it over?->bad ending]]

Aurora is still comepletely tied up and gagged when she makes it to the island's centre. She can't tell she is there, however, and her chair gets caught on something and she falls to the ground, still trussed up. Aurora chuckles to herself, however, as she is in no rush to free herself and save anyone else. She can leisurely take her time, enjoy her strict bondage for a bit, and eventually manage to struggle free. She does manage to find a hair pin on the ground and pick open her handcuffs, undoing the rest of her restraints. Now free once more, Aurora begins to search for a way out. Now at the centre of the island, away from the beach and the resort town, Aurora finally has some peace and quiet to herself. She comes across a square, concrete structure with no windows, a heavy steel door and a huge satellite dish on top of it. Aurora enters through the door and is immediately surrounded by monitors. With the sky darkening outside, it gladdens Aurora's heart to see each and every one of the agency, and even her henchwoman Farrah, tightly bundled up in restraints and effectively gagged. None of them can escape their impossible bondage and will go on forever, tormented but alive. Aurora is able to discern, with her keen intellect, that each predicament is meant to seem potentially life threatening but it is only meant to torment the captives for as long as the simulation's creator wants. For instance, the bomb that threatens Elyn will only go off if she is absent and is now stuck on one second from exploding, frozen in time, never to explode. Aurora pores over a console of controls and, with the press of a button, any chance at escaping their bonds is thwarted and now every single woman of the agency is bound, gagged, and unable to escape. With another press of a button, Aurora watches one of the monitors and watches a swirling portal open back on the beach. Smiling to herself, Aurora walks back to her stolen morotcycle. ... The portal is easy to find. It hums with life and illuminates the beach with an eerie purple light. Aurora parks her stolen bike, flicks her hair, and stalks over to the portal. She hesitates for a moment, wondering if this is another of Jhana's traps. Aurora decides then to take a chance and step through it. As soon as she does, the island begins to fade around her and she is blinded by a bright light. [[Is it over?->bad ending]]

And so Aurora Moreno finds herself, completely alone, in the Weston Agency HQ. With no agents to bother her, she helps herself to all of their files on her and casually flees the scene. With no one to stop her, and the agents trapped in Jhana's simulation forever, Aurora has ample time on her hands to plan a coup and take down Jhana, too. Soon Aurora becomes the wealthiest person in the world. She continues to pull off elaborate heists and surpasses Jhana in both wealth and resources. Using her own agents, minus one henchwoman still trapped in a virtual world, Aurora captures Jhana, binds and gags her, and imprisons her in her own asylum for an indefinite stay. Now with no competition, Aurora sets her sights on the mayor's office. In time, she wins her election and, with all the power in the city, starts thinking bigger. Nationally. Globally. She is even so brazen that Aurora carries out heists herself, as mayor of Weston, and still accumulates wealth and fame. Who knows how much her empire will grow? And it all couldn't have been done without Jhana's simulation where Weston's best agents remain held as bound and gagged captives. [[The Agency is doomed! The end->thanks]]

Finding the apartment building is easy enough. The resort town isn't all that big, after all. Luna spots a scary looking woman guarding the back entrance and so opts for the front instead. Taking the stairs, Luna checks every empty room methodically until she comes across a closed door on the third and final floor. She steps inside, comes to the bedroom, and finds Celia, still struggling in tight bondage, unable to escape. Without a word, Luna unties Celia in a few minutes and helps her stand and stretch out her muscles. She quietly leads her downstairs. Luna can tell Celia feels quite embarassed about something but decides not to press the issue. When they get outside, Luna points north, toward the road. "Follow the main road to the centre of the island and wait for us there, okay?" "Yeah, sure. And thanks, Luna. Um... could you tell that I did that to myself?" "You... what?" "I tied myself like that. I know I like doing that and stuff but I wasn't thinking clearly! I don't know what came over me. I don't know-" "Hey, Celia. It's okay. This whole simulation is weird. So that means weird things are going to happen. All right? Go on to the main road. Meet with Elyn and whoever else might be there. We're getting out of here." "What about you?" "I'm... going to rescue Farrah." "Why?" "Have to. It's the only way to break out of here. Now go!" "Okay. Good luck, Luna." [[Save Farrah!->luna saves farrah]]

It can only be Farrah's muffled pleas that reach Luna's ears when she steps inside the jailhouse. When she gets closer, she can see a very small woman with a riding crop, standing over her kneeling captive. Unsure of how to handle the situation, Luna comes up with an idea. She hides behind the unoccupied front desk and reaches up toward the fire alarm. She pulls it and it gets the attention of both women. The small woman rushes out of the cell, looking around frantically, before bolting out the door, seemingly leaving her captive to rot. Luna smiles to herself and enters the cell, where Farrah still kneels, tied up and gagged. "Lmmnn! Plmmph! Ummtmmm mm!" "Untie you? Don't think so. How about you hop your sorry butt out the door. And, if Artema has finished her job, we'll be getting you back to HQ as our prisoner again." "NMMMMM!" "Oh? Did you want me to leave you here until she comes back?" Farrah frantically shakes her head. "Nmmm! Plmmph, tmmk mm wmmph ymm!" "All right then. Get to your feet and hop to the front door. I'll be right behind you." Farrah does as instructed, struggles to her feet, and begins hopping toward the front door. Luna follows her outside and, as soon as she does, the entire world in front of them flashes white. The very sky above them breaks apart in a shower of pixels and a bright light blinds them to what happens next. [[Is it over?->end]]

From the back entrance, Taria confronts a rather large security guard. The woman steps forward, about to speak, but Taria doesn't waste a moment. One quick knee to the stomach and then two swift punches, one left and one right, takes the security guard to the ground, unconscious. She smirks a bit to herself, knowing that she was given the name Agent Blade for a reason. Heading inside, Taria quickly climbs the stairs and stops on the third floor at the only closed door in the apartment building. Barging inside, she finds Celia, tightly bound and gagged, struggling on the bed. She stops when she hears Taria enter the room. "Hang on," Taria says. "Let me get you out of that." It doesn't take her long to free Celia and pull her down the stairs and out the front door. "Thanks," Celia says. "Um... that was really embarassing." "Nothing embarassing about getting captured. It's happened to all of us at least once, right?" "Um, yeah. Except... I did that to myself." Taria smirks. "I guess Elyn is really rubbing off on you." "Well.... yeah. But this was different! It was like I couldn't stop myself and I didn't take safety into account and-" "Relax, Celia. This whole island is weird. I got captured earlier and I don't even know how. I just woke up and I was tied up. So what happened to you doesn't surprise me at all. And it wasn't your fault." "How did you get out?" Taria grunts. "Luck, mostly. Now, you need to get going. Follow the main road. It's just north of here. Go to the centre of the island. Elyn should be there and, if everything is going well with Artema, there should be others there, too." "Oh, thank goodness! I was really starting to worry." "All right, Get moving. I've got... something else to take care of." "Okay. See you at home, Taria. And thanks again." As Celia leaves, Taria shakes her head. She really wants revenge on Farrah but they need her to get out of here. Like it or not, Taria has to be Farrah's hero this time. [[Save Farrah!->taria saves farrah]]

Mad as hell, and charging forward without a second thought, Taria barges through the front doors of the jailhouse and throws open the cell door, causing the two women inside to turn and look at her. "Who are you? What do you want?" a small, mousey woman with a riding crop in her hand asks. Taria doesn't answer her, instead planting a solid punch to the woman's forehead, knocking her out cold. Farrah pleads excitedly, kneeling on the floor, still tied up and gagged thoroughly. "Ummtmmm mmm?" she asks. "Get up!" Taria orders, pulling Farrah to her feet, still fully bound. "Get hopping, jerkwad." "HMMMPH!?" "I said MOVE!" Taria shoves Farrah forward, not wanting to waste any more time. There is no way that Taria is untying Farrah. Not after all she's done to them. Farrah does as instructed, hopping her way to the front doors. As soon as they both step out, however, the sky flashes white and everything around them begins to fade in a shower of pixels. A bright flash of light blinds them both and neither can tell what is about to happen. [[Is it over?->end]]

Mirelle checks in the windows of every beach house until she finally spots what she is looking for; a bound and gagged Elyn, still struggling, with a ticking time bomb beside her. Mirelle climbs in through the window, unties Elyn, and drags her out the front door, well away from the house and the bomb. Elyn smirks at Mirelle when they are well clear of the house. "You did good in there. Though you could have left me tied up and just carried me out." "Oh! I didn't realize you were having fun! I'm sorry!" Elyn chuckles. "Sorry for saving my life? You really are too sweet, Mirelle." "Well... I'm just glad you're safe. That could have been really bad in there!" "And I'm glad you came to my rescue, Mirelle. Thanks." "I'd do it again in a heartbeat!" Mirelle says. "Now, I think you should go to the centre of the island. I think that's where Artema will be when she finds the others. I need to go and save Celia now." "Where is Celia? Is she all right?" "I hope so. She must be. Just a little tied up." Elyn chuckles again. "Probably enjoying it, too. I suppose I have that effect on people." "Still, we need to get out of here. Follow the road. It's just north of here. And stay safe." "You too, Mirelle. Take care of Celia." "Always. Now let's go." The two women go their separate ways and Mirelle heads into the resort town in search of Celia. [[Save Celia!->mirelle saves celia]]

The apartment building isn't too difficult for Mirelle to find. Before she enters, however, she notices a big, scary security lady standing outside the back entrance. She chooses to avoid her and take the front entrance instead. Creeping up the stairs, Mirelle checks every empty room until she reaches the top floor, opening the only closed door in the building. "MMPH!" A gagged scream greets her as she walks in and sees Celia, still tightly bound and gagged, squirming and struggling on a bed. Within a few minutes, Mirelle has Celia free and leads her downstairs to the outside. "Um... thanks for saving me," Celia says. "That was a bit embarassing." "Hey, it's okay! We've all been there!" "No, Mirelle, I did that to myself. It was weird and I ignored my usual safety and stuff and got stuck. I don't really know how I wound up in that room, to be honest. But it was way werird." "Weird stuff happened to me, too. We're not in the real world, remember?" "Yeah. Right. That's easy to forget." "Don't beat yourself up about it! It'll all be okay. Just take the road to the north and get to the centre of the island. Elyn should be there waiting for you. There may be others, if Artema found them." "So we're getting out of here?" "We are. I'm going to get Farrah now. Artema says we need everyone to break out of the simulation." "Okay. Be careful with her, Mirelle. Stay safe." "You too, Celia! See you at home!" [[Save Farrah!->mirelle saves farrah]]

Mirelle takes only a few minutes to find the jailhouse where Farrah is being held. A woman stands over Farrah's bound form, kneeling on the floor, with a riding crop in her hand. Mirelle notices that Farrah's captor is even smaller than she is. Still, Mirelle is no fan of fighting and doesn't want to provoke one here. But she needs to get Farrah out of here! Mirelle thinks for a moment and then has an idea. After listening to the woman berate Farrah for awhile, Mirelle notices that she mentions having held women captive in the past and likes to go after girls who are lost and alone. Staying silent, Mirelle steps outside the jailhouse and hides around the corner. She then starts calling out to the empty, darkened streets. "Hello? Is anyone there? I'm completely lost! Someone help me!" Dashing all the way around the building, Mirelle eyes the door and watches the small woman emerge, looking for her. She follows where Mirelle's voice came from and moves further up the street. The distraction worked! But Mirelle knows there isn't much time before the woman will give up the search and come back to her current prisoner. Mirelle rushes inside and opens the cell, helping Farrah to her feet. "I'm sorry, but I don't have time to untie you. She could be back at any minute." "Hmmmph!?" "I'm really sorry. But we have to go. Come on. Hop this way!" Farrah is reluctant but she does as Mirelle asks and hops her way out of the cell, still fully tied up and gagged, toward the front door. Mirelle steadies her, walking with her, and they both leave the jailhouse together. As soon as they do, the sky above them flashes white and everything around them begins to fade away into a shower of pixels. With another blinding flash of light, both of them can't see what happens next. [[Is it over?->end]]

Going back to the beach houses fills Lanala with dread but she is relieved to find most of the crowds gone. Remembering the beach houses, Lanala finds the one that was locked is now open and a small light is on inside. Sneaking inside, Lanala creeps into the bedroom and gasps when she sees a bomb, with a timer showing just ten minutes, sitting right next to a bed where Elyn still lies, bound, gagged, and struggling. "Elyn! I'm here!" Lanala says. "Hang on, I'll get you out of here." "Mmph!" Elyn says, delighted to hear Lanala's voice. Still, she seems rather disappointed when Lanala begins untying her. Working fast, it's only a couple of minutes before Lanala is dragging Elyn out of the beach house and running as far away as possible. When they finally stop running, they both jump when the house erupts into flames and a thunderous sound rocks the island. Elyn smiles and breathes a sigh of relief, as does Lanala, and the two share a hug. "Holy crap, that was too close!" Lanala says. "I never knew I was that close to buying the farm!" Elyn says. "Thanks for the rescue." "I'd never let anything happen to a friend like you," Lanala says, pulling back from Elyn. The familiar cocky smirk spreads across Elyn's face when their eyes meet. "Still, it was exciting. And it was simply exquisite bondage. The woman who tied me up was certainly very good at it." "E-exciting!? Elyn, you really, actually almost died this time!" Elyn shrugs, still smirking. "What can I say? I live on the edge." Lanala gives her head a shake. "Nevermind. We'll talk about you being insane later. Right now, you need to get to the centre of the island. The road is north of here. Just follow it and you'll get there. Hopefully Artema has already found some of the others already and they'll be there." "Where are you going?" "I'm going after Celia. She's been captured, too. But I'll save her, don't worry." "I don't doubt it. Just be careful, yeah?" "You too, Elyn." Elyn starts off toward the main road and Lanala heads the opposite direction, toward the resort town, where Celia waits to be rescued. [[Save Celia!->lanala saves celia]]

Lanala sneaks in the apartment building's front door, wanting to avoid the scary woman at the back entrance. Climbing the stairs, Lanala comes to a closed door on the top floor. When she steps inside, she can hear some shuffling and muffled grunts. In the bedroom of the apartment, Celia lays on a bed, helplessly tied up and gagged, struggling away in a vain attempt to free herself. She is completely alone. Lanala takes no time at all in freeing Celia from her bonds and gets down the stars and outside in no time. "Thanks, Lanala. That kind of sucked." "Oh? I thought you liked being tied up?" "I do. But, um, I did that to myself without even thinking. I don't know what came over me. But I ignored safety, didn't look around for the key, and then when I finished I realized I was stuck. Somebody knocked me out and left me in that room, though." "It's okay, Celia. You're safe now. It had to be some trick that Jhana pulled. She exploited your love of bondage and made you a captive. That must be along the lines of what she did." "All right. Where to now?" "You need to head north and follow the road to the centre of the island. There should be more of us there waiting for you. I'll see you later, though. I have... something else to take care of." Lanala dreads her upcoming encounter with Farrah. "Okay. Be careful. And thanks again." "Anytime, Celia. Be safe." [[Save Farrah!->lanala saves farrah]]

Lanala can already hear someone berating a captive inside the jailhouse before she even steps inside. The sight is amusing to Lanala as she watches a tiny woman shouting insults at a bound and gagged Farrah, kneeling on the floor of the cell, pleading and begging the woman to stop. Lanala decides only to step in when she realizes that she's wasting time. When she opens the cell door, both women turn to look at her. "Hey! Who are you? Get out of here, unless you wish to end up a prisoner like her!" "MMMPPH!" "I don't. But I can't leave without her. And I won't leave without her." "Very well. We shall have to do things the hard way," the small, mousey woman says. "No. We don't have to do this. Just leave her to me and you won't have to get hurt. I don't want it to come to that." "Oh you don't, do you? You'll have to take her from me!" Lanala closes her eyes and concentrates hard as the woman approaches her with a riding crop raised above her head. Before she can reach her target, however, one of the bars of the cell snaps loose with a flick of Lanala's hand. In moments it wraps itself around the woman's arms, pinning them in place. "What the!?" More of the bars snap off and wrap themselves around the woman's arms and legs, effectively binding her in thick steel. Using a nearby roll of duct tape, obviously there to be used on Farrah, Lanala gags the woman with a heavy wrapping of the tape. Now bound in steel bars and tightly gagged, Farrah's captor is helpless to stop Lanala from taking her prisoner away. Farrah shrinks away from Lanala in fright, having never seen her strange magnetic powers before. "Oh stop it. Get on your feet, you dumb woman." Lanala hauls Farrah, still heavily bound, onto her feet and standing to her full height. "I don't need to tell you that you're staying tied up, do I?" "Mmmm mmmm!" Farrah says, frantically shaking her head. "Good. Now hop to it! The door, that is," Lanala says with a smile. Farrah does as instructed and hops to the door, with Lanala beside her. When they both head out the doors, the world flashes white for a moment. Then everything around them begins to fade away in a shower of pixels. One final flash of light blinds them and they can't see what is happening around them. [[Is it over?->end]]