Tied Up Guests: Miho-Chan

Foreward: This picture was drawn and uploaded with generous permission from . Thank you, Miho, for allowing me to use your likeness in this image. I really appreciate it. If y'all get a chance, stop on by her gallery. Not a decision you'll regret, I assure you.


After shooing Ms. Tashiro off to her room to go dress in something that resembled basic human decency and plopping back down on the couch, the door once again opens up to reveal another one of my roommates. This time it's Katelyn, or Kitty as I sometimes call her. (only because she hates being called that. Lol) She hefted in a rather large suitcase in and set it down lengthwise, wiping her forehead off out of exhaustion. She saw me, and froze for a second, then nervously attempted casual conversation.

Me: Hey, Kitty! Welcome back home. What kept ya out so long?

Katelyn: Oh nothing. Ya know, shopping, getting my nails done, getting my hair looking all cute, ya know. Girly crap that you don't care about.

Me: Huh. Funny. It's been like three months since you last got your haircut.

K: Naw, naw. I totes go there every day. Heheh.

Me: Haha. Wait a second. You, getting your nails done? You don't even know the difference between a mani and a pedi.

K: Why do you know that, weirdo.

Me: Because I live in a house full of girls, moron.

K: *sticks her tongue out* Nyaaah!

Me: Ha ha. So. Where'd you get that suitcase from, dudette?

K: Oh this old thing. I've always had it. Been collecting dust in my lab for a while, so I thought I'd... ya know... take it for a spin.

Me: Take it for a spin? Kitty, you know what suitcases are for, what did you fill it up with. Seems like you had a hard time wheeling it in.

K: Oh just some techie stuff, and yeah, it's a bit heavy.

Me: Need any help?

K: No, no, it's fine.

Just then the suitcase began to stir. It was wiggling around all on it's own... Katelyn wasn't even touching it. My fiery haired roommate tried her best to cover it up and keep it from moving almost instantly. She smiled cheekily at me, hoping I didn't notice. I did notice, but I was gonna play dumb for a little while.

Me: Woah. You ok? You trip on your suitcase?

K: Oh yeah. Sorry about that.

Me: *walks over to her and offers my hand to help her up*

K: No no. It's fine. I got it.

Me: Whatever you say, Katelyn.

The case then made a sound. It was a feeble whimpering that sounded like a call for help. At first I thought it was a puppy or some form of small animal but Katelyn would never be so cruel as to stuff a puppy into a cramped suitcase. That's when I really got suspicious.

Me: Katelyn. What's in the suitcase?

K: Huh? What are you talking about.

The case makes another, louder sound along with rustling about again. This time it sounds like MMMPH. My tone gets firmer and I rephrase my question.

Me: Katelyn. WHO's in the suitcase.

K: Who? No one. There's not a person in here.

Me: Then you won't mind if I take a look, do you.

Katelyn wanted to refuse, but she knew I could easily overpower her. I'm not the strongest guy in the world. My three other roommates have no trouble subduing me. But Katelyn spends most of her time in a lab with machinery and doesn't get out much. Compared to her I'm like a bodybulder. She huffs a huffy breath and removes herself from the green colored suitcase. I unlatch it and carefully pry it open.

Me: Ummmm...

Inside the case, was artist tied in a balltie and gagged with cloth and tape. Her feet were bare and her toes were tied; shoes and socks beside her. Her skirt had been hiked up in her struggles and exposed more than just a bit of her panties. She squirmed and wriggled around, her helpless mewling now unmuffled by the confines of the suitcase. She saw me and her eyes widened in fear. Poor girl. Can't say I blame her. She probably thinks I'm another kidnapper, or worse. I turn to Katelyn, exasperated.

Me: Katelyn. What the hell?! What did I say about bringing kidnapped girls back here?!

K: Aww ease up, Zow. I was just gonna make her a little cuddle buddy... and maybe test pleasure cruise on her.

Me: Goddammit girl you're somethin else. Look. Ya can't keep her here like this. You need to return her back where you kidnapped her from.

K: But why? She's already here. Besides, it was such a long trip.

Me: I don't care. You need to take her back before you get my ass arrested.

K: Oh fine! You're such a killjoy, Zow.

Me: I will admit though. You got a good taste in damsels. She's a real cutie.


Well. I need to get Katelyn to untie Miho so we can get her back home. Really sorry about this, Miho. Katelyn's just an odd girl with a few quirks that she has a hard time controlling. Don't be too hard on her. Also, balltie's ftw!