A Meeting of Business And Pleasure

[TheSuitedOwl]

"I thought I told you to calm down." Bianca reiterated with fake displeasure as she began pulling with all of her might at her makeshift leash and as Misa struggled worsened Bianca's grip would tighten. Until her cute little captive would start to slow down as her vison blurred. Though just before she would pass out Bianca would let go. "Now behave before I get upset again." Bianca warned as she looked around the floor again and sure enough found the missing box of tape measures that had gone missing awhile ago. "Honestly, I'm going to have to get that women fired. I can't keep working in these conditions." The designer complained as if she was normal chat with a client she was measuring.

Then pulling another tape measure out of the box Bianca would start measuring a hopefully more cooperative MIsa. As she pulled the measuring tape tautly against her arms and then wrists. where she would then start tying both of her arms together using the very same tape measure.

[CaptainL]

Tightening the tape measure further would cut off Misa's attempts to fight back, the unfortunate ex-idol dropping to her stomach with a cry of "RRRKHH-!" as she ceased her struggles to free herself. That was clearly a worry for another time. Despite Bianca's chiding of her, Misa wasn't going to say anything in her defense. She was more focused on trying to get the air back in her lungs, as she weakly pushed herself back up to all fours, panting and gasping for breath. Her face was glowing a hot red, as much from breathlessness now as it was for embarrassment, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth. This was an absolutely humiliating position to be in, and Misa wanted out as soon as she could. But right now it looked like she'd have to wait - however long that took.

Nevertheless, with Misa's mind now distracted from her attempts to resist, it would prove far easier for Bianca to tie her arms together, and as she pulled back on the tape, Misa was dragged back with it. She struggled a bit in place, twisting her body from side to side, but she was too weary to make any meaningful opposition - and if she tried, she would be punished further, anyway. "H-Huh..?"

[TheSuitedOwl]

Dragging Misa back in place, Bianca would retrieve another tape measure from her box and with it. Measure the waist and bust of her captive while she was distracted with getting her breathing back to normal. Though that wouldn't last very long as Bianca finished by wrapping her legs around Misa's waist!

Then by keeping her still with her bodyscissor in place. She would reach around and grope the chest of Misa from underneath her bra while she used her other hand to force the unfortunate announcer to look at her rather lewd expression. As she leaned in to kiss Misa between her lips momentarily before she would break away dragging her tongue along Misa's check until she had reached her ear and whispered with a chuckle. "You ready for me to wrap things up?"

[CaptainL]

Even if she could do little to save herself, with Bianca bringing her weight down on top of her and restraining her with the measuring tape, Misa was nothing if not terrified right now. Now Bianca was sitting atop her, her thighs wrapped around her waist, and any attempts Misa had made at struggling free were stifled when the pressure around her midsection reminded her of the stagehand's position of power over her. Misa's teeth were locked in an anxious grimace, her heart pounding and her breaths racing, and her body was rigid, shaking with small tremors as sweat ran down the back of her neck. The ring announcer never expected to be dealing with this in her job, and she found herself utterly unprepared for it. She had no idea what Bianca's intentions were, or what she could expect to happen to her. She just hoped this wouldn't last too much longer - and that she'd still be alive by the end of it.

With the announcer at her mercy, Bianca reached down to grope Misa's breast, causing her to squeal in embarrassment. Her body went tense, as much as it could with the restraints she was in. Her further noises were silenced when Bianca went in to kiss her, muffling her cries as well as causing Misa's face to flush an even hotter red. Was this just the sort of thing that happened backstage at the LAW offices? She was still nervous as Bianca ran her tongue across her cheek, the hairs on her skin standing up as it passed by. But then, at last, Bianca offered something to her.

At hearing that Bianca would "wrap things up," Misa perked up from where she lay, her eyes going wide. Could it be? Was Bianca, at long last, showing her mercy? A wave of relief washed over her, as she broke into the warm smile that was more typical of her demeanor. "You...you would? Please..!" Silently, Misa was thanking whatever higher power there was for this turn of events! If Bianca meant what she thought she did, then this wouldn't be so bad after all. Of course, that was a big "if."

[TheSuitedOwl]

Hearing Misa's enthusiasm over her double entendre. Bianca chuckled as she nuzzled her chin into the nook of Misa's neck. "I wish I was joking but my co-worker is due to walk in any moment now and I just don't want to deal with her like this. However, I'm sure we'll have plenty of time together when I deliver your new outfit." Bianca explained as she continued to play with Misa's breasts. Until after a few moments where she then would force Misa back to her feet and with the last tape measure in hand.

Bianca would once again knee Misa in the gut before she would tie her hands to her waist and if everything went well. The turquoise themed costume designer would give Misa another long tongue twisting kiss. Before she would pullback and drag Misa's laced black underwear to her knees. "Oh I wish I had more time with you my adorable little announcer but for now we'll have to put a pin on it." Bianca said as she moved over to the door and opened it. "Until then I look forward to our next meeting."

[CaptainL]

Misa's head was abuzz all the while with conflicting emotions. Bianca seemed to be awfully close to her, and as usual she wasn't sure what her ulterior motives were, or if she should be afraid. And, in situations like this, that answer usually defaulted to 'yes'. However, Bianca now seemed like she was genuine in her promise to let the ex-idol go, and after so tense a situation it came to Misa as a relief. Finally, she thought, she would be able to breathe easy. And at the same time, as Bianca continued to knead her breasts in her hands, the red-faced announcer had to wonder how finished she really was...

Once again, Misa felt herself being dragged back up as Bianca pulled her to her feet, and she sputtered, finding herself righted once again before she was fully ready in her balance. "C-Careful-!" she said - but before she could say anything else, another knee shot out and buried itself in her stomach, causing Misa to double over with a cough. "G-GAAAHH..!" And while she was stunned, Misa felt her arms being tied down at her sides. Even in her stupor she tried to struggle, but she was making little progress in freeing herself. A bead of sweat formed on her brow. If Bianca was really letting her go, why would she need to restrain her like this?

As many questions as Misa wanted to ask, she was once again silenced, this time as Bianca kissed her again. It seemed to last an eternity to Misa, as she stood, awkwardly, her eyes hanging open and her cheeks flushing red. She tried to say something, but even the groans of confusion she made were muffled. And when Bianca at last drew away, things for Misa would only get worse.

"Erm, listen, if you have business I really do think I should start to get going-" Misa blurted out, but them the stagehand yanked her panties down around her knees! The draft hit Misa between the legs, and at once her jaw fell open in a wide-eyed gasp. "W-Whaaa!? Hey-!" Now her arms and legs alike were bound, and the latter with the indignity of being in her own undergarments. Try as she might, her legs twisting in place, Misa couldn't get free, and without her arms she couldn't cover herself either. And now Bianca was opening the door! The thought of someone seeing her like this came all too vividly to Misa's mind, and she was in no mood to entertain it!

"W-Wait, please-! You're not...you're not gonna do it like this, are you?!" she shouted, her voice becoming drowned out in her panicked accent. "P-People will see my-!"

[TheSuitedOwl]

Straighting her sleeves and hair in place followed by buttoning her shirt back together. Bianca waited for her new plaything to take her leave. Though it seemed Misa wasn't as enthused as the sadistic tailor thought. "I'm flattered that you want to stay with me Misa but I thought you wanted to leave?" Bianca said as she acted as if there wasn't much of problem here.

"Though if you insist I suppose I can keep you in my closet until my shift is over and continue where we left off." Bianca thought out loud. As she licked her lips at the daring thought of doing such a thing. All the while she would slowly start closing the door behind her. "Hmmm... Does that sound ok with you?" Bianca continued as she enjoyed the utter control of having Misa in such a compromising position.

[CaptainL]

With her face growing an ever-brighter red, Misa clenched her teeth in frustration, again struggling to cover herself as best she could - which, bound as she was, wasn't doing much good. But even as she burst out in a frantic plea to save herself, her own words were being used against her, as Bianca was now teasing her! The announcer had to sputter out a few half-formed attempts to express herself before she could get the right words in, as anxious as she was. "Ah...ah DO wanna leave-!" she shouted, her accent showing through. "Just...not like this!"

But Bianca had another prospect for her. On one hand, the idea of Bianca getting to come back to her after her shift was one Misa wouldn't welcome. It would put her right back into danger. But, at the same time, it was better than being seen in such a humiliating state. "Ya...ya would do that?" she said. "Ah dunno if ah wanna stay much longer, but...could ah at least get ta go back to mah room after that?" She grinned nervously, having little conviction in her bargain. Maybe, she thought, there would be some way she could sneak out. She had no idea how she'd be able to do that, but perhaps it was worth a try!

[TheSuitedOwl]

Halfway through closing the door Bianca would suddenly stop. As she listened to Misa agree to her proposition. Which hilariously was said in jest but now had to be seriously considered thanks to Misa's willingness to go through with it. "I knew I liked you for a reason Misa and you can certainly leave once we finish fooling around. " Bianca happily declared as she then closed the door and went to hug Misa.

At which point, the turquoise themed designer would pull Misa's panties back to her waist as she whispered into her ear. "Your definitely going to be one of my favorites around here." Before she began leading her prisoner to the closet. A task which thanks to the large mess in her workspace was made unnecessarily more difficult. Though eventually the two would make it there and with a few adjustments to the cramp space. Bianca would make enough room for Misa to sit in.

"Alright, go ahead make yourself comfortable so you can rest. You and I are definitely going to have a long night ahead." Bianca finished as she slapped Misa in her rear and then waited until she had taken her seat before finally closing the closet door.

[CaptainL]

Misa breathed a sigh of relief, a genuine smile spreading over her face. Misa was gullible, yes, naive, yes, but she was at least happy to have her release so close. She even would accept a hug from Bianca, even if she didn't have her arms free with which to return it. "Ya...really like me? Oh, uh, thank ya! Ah...think." Misa shrugged her shoulders, unsure of how to proceed. Bianca seemed nice, on one hand. And on the other...well, everything she'd just seen stood as testament to the other view. But now, Bianca was offering to let her go, and all Misa would have to do was wait. It couldn't be that long, could it?

She hobbled along, arms still bound but at least free to walk now, as Bianca led her to the closet. She watched as Bianca cleared things out before ushering her in with a swift slap to her rear, one that made her squeal, but she nonetheless stumbled inside and went to sit down. It wasn't until Bianca was closing the door, however, that Misa heard the last part of her speech, and realized that she didn't know what to make of it.

"Wait, wait, uh...how long are we talkin' here-?" she began. But the door was closed, and it was already too late.