DiP_1015 - Grand Theft Friendship

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DiP_1015 - Grand Theft Friendship

The conversation on the sofa began with a smile but ended with a snare. Kitty Quinzelle, vibrant in her green top and floral skirt, turned her charm on full blast, begging her best friend Siobhan Graves for the keys to her car. But Siobhan, dressed in pink and looking skeptical, wasn't having it. She remembered the last "loan"—the scratch on the bumper, the dent in the door. She crossed her arms and delivered a firm "no." It was the sensible answer, but it was the wrong one. Kitty's expression didn't crumble; it hardened. She wanted those keys, and she wasn't going to let a little thing like consent stand in her way.

As Siobhan turned away, dismissing the request, Kitty lunged. A cloth, pre-soaked and hidden for just this eventuality, was clamped brutally over Siobhan's mouth and nose. Siobhan’s eyes went wide with betrayal as she thrashed against her friend's grip, but the chemical fumes were swift. Her struggles weakened, her limbs went heavy, and she slumped into unconsciousness on the cushions.

With the owner incapacitated, the thief went to work. Kitty wasn't just taking the car; she was taking Siobhan's dignity. She dragged her limp friend to the floor and began to strip her. The pink cardigan was discarded, followed by the floral skirt, until Siobhan was left vulnerable and shivering in her pale pink lingerie. Kitty then produced a coil of black rope. She bound Siobhan’s wrists tightly behind her back, then moved to her ankles, lashing them together. To ensure Siobhan couldn't crawl to a phone, Kitty pulled the bound ankles up, connecting them to the wrists in a tight hogtie. Finally, a white cloth gag was tied firmly around Siobhan's head, silencing any protests. Kitty stood up, grabbed the car keys from Siobhan's bag, and walked out the door with a smirk, leaving her best friend naked, bound, and gagged on the living room floor—the ultimate collateral damage for a joyride.









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