Manji sat on the fire escape above the alley and gave a big, but quiet yawn. She knew that stake-outs were simple, but she always hated doing them. The waiting always got to her. The small, brown-haired girl flicked her elongated ears awkwardly and tapped the tip of her shark tail against the brick wall next to her. Manji was an odd mix for sure: shark kemonomimi were rare breeds indeed, especially ones that had the ears of an anthropomorphic shark. She crouched down towards the edge of the fire escape she was on and double checked that her gear was ready: her revealing, latex body suit clung tightly to her slightly-tanned skin as she checked inside the knee pads of her shiny black boots and the tops of her elbow-length gloves. The handcuffs were ready and waiting in her left knee pad, and the mask and make-shift gag were already stored comfortably just inside the ends of her gloves for easy access. Normally she would capture relics or objects, but this time was different…
She had had her eyes on the owner of a bar for a while, and tonight was the perfect night to seize that opportunity. She looked up at the moon for a minute until she heard the sound of a door opening. She looked down to see her target: a busty, purple haired woman named Karen was just locking up her bar for the night. Manji carefully and quietly got into position on the fire escape as she watched over the woman. A final click of the door locking and Karen began to walk down the alley, right underneath the fire escape Manji rested on.
“Here goes nothin’” Manji thought as she readied herself. Timing it just right, Manji jumped down from the fire escape platform and towards Karen, using her angle and weight to tackle Karen down and force her to her knees. Manji quickly pulled out the pair of handcuffs loosely attached to her boot and slapped them around Karen’s wrists, making sure they were nice and tight. Karen struggled against Manji, nearly lifting the smaller woman off the ground as she tried to stand up. As the purple haired woman attempted to look around at her captor, Manji pulled out a sock from one glove and shoved it in the woman’s mouth. More struggling followed as Manji pushed the woman down and pulled out a tight-fitting leather hood from her other glove. She quickly slid the hood around Karen’s head and began to buckle it in place as Karen let out muffled cries from behind the mask. “Shhh, sh sh sh, it’s okay, hun. I’ve got you” she said as she tried to calm her down. “I don’t want to hurt you, dear. But if you struggle you’ll only make this harder on yourself” she told the woman as she finished buckling the mask on. Manji then stood up and hefted Karen up with some difficulty, somehow able to get the larger woman onto her shoulder as she carried her down the alleyway and over to her waiting car. A few clicks of the locks and Manji tossed the purple haired woman into the trunk of her car. “Another successful capture” she chuckled to herself as she got in the front seat and started the car.
Manji hefted the woman onto her bed and turned around to close her bedroom door. The struggles and grunts from Karen were met with the shifting and moaning of another, which made Karen stop and look in the direction of the noise. Manji began unbuckling the hood as she spoke to Karen, “Don’t worry, hun. You won’t be alone in your servitude to me” she chuckled as she unbuckled the hood and slowly removed it from Karen’s head.
As her vision cleared, Karen was presented with the sight of a lean, white haired woman in a very revealing French maid outfit. The white haired woman struggled and moaned as the ropes from her shibari style harness dug into her crotch and pushed her bust outwards. Her arms were bound behind her back, and every tug she made with her arms pulled the rope harder against her crotch, and deeper into her vagina. The woman moaned softly as she shook her head to try and move her purple bangs away from a bright red ball gag between her lips. The purple tuft of hair failed to move as she looked up at Karen with an embarrassed, aroused expression. Karen’s jaw lowered as she realized that Kaatryn was also captured by this strange woman.
Seeing the look on Karen’s face, Manji smiled as she went over to Kat and double checked the leg bindings on her captive maid. “W-what are you doing with her?? What’s going on??” Karen shouted, after managing to spit out the sock in her mouth. “Kat asked me to bring you” Manji replied coyly.
“S-She asked you to?!?” Karen yelped out incredulously.
“Well, you know how this whole BDSM thing goes.” She said in a suddenly casual tone of voice. “ You play a little with a friend, they say they wanna get kinky, one thing leads to another, and then you have a little socialite of a submissive that you want to reward and keep happy.”
“W-Wait, what? I-is this-?” she looked over to Kat, who gave a little nod to Karen.
“But where are my manners! My name is Manji! I’m a friend of Kaatryn’s, obviously, and she has been having quite a bit of fun being my subservient little maid the last few weeks” she said as she looked over to Kaatryn, who only blushed and smiled behind her ballgag in response. “Kat’s told me a lot about you, Karen” the shark girl said as she looked over the purple haired beauty once more. “I would have approached you normally, but upon hearing about your club, I just couldn’t resist inviting you over” she said as she stood up and walked towards Karen.
“Y-you can’t do this! I-I’ve got a really big show to run at my club tomorrow!!” Karen protested, as Manji began pulling a few collars, straps, a ball gag and an arm binder out of her dresser. “Oh, that won’t be an issue” Manji replied as she pulled out a maid uniform and set it on a chair next to her dresser. “I worked with Kat and we made some calls. Rin will be taking over for you at the club for the next couple of days…Apparently she’s pretty popular and respected in your club!” she said with a chuckle as she moved over to you and began to unzip Karen’s shorts.
“B-but Rin w-“ Karen’s protests were cut short by Manji pressing a finger to her lips. “No buts! Kat said you could use a break, and we got you covered by a close friend that knows your business almost as good as anyone else!” she said as she scooted forwards and pressed her chest against Karen’s. “And if you say another word of protest, I may decide to keep you here longer like Kat!” she said as she planted a gentle peck on Karen’s lips.
Karen was speechless as Manji brought over a strap and used it to bind her wrists together just above the handcuffs. “Had this really just happened?” she thought to herself as Manji removed the handcuffs and tightened the straps around her wrists. “Was she really just kidnapped for the sake of her friend?” As Karen’s thoughts danced all over, Manji pulled out a knife. “Hold still!” she said as she used the knife to liberate the purple dress blouse from its purple-haired owner. “What are you going to do to me?” Karen asked Manji as she put up the knife and pulled Karen’s shorts clean off of her, revealing the purple silk panties underneath. Manji remained silent as she took a few more straps and wrapped them above and below Karen’s breasts, tightening them to help pronounce her breasts.
Manji then grabbed a collar and held it up before Karen’s eyes. “I’m going to make you my submissive for the weekend. And I am going to show you such pain and pleasure this weekend...“ Manji said as her eyes focused on Karen’s, “that you might even beg to come back for another weekend” she said with a stern look. “But regardless of what transpires during or after this weekend,” she went on as she wrapped the collar around Karen’s neck and buckled it snuggly against her throat, “I intend to help you relax and unwind, as you enjoy the company of Kat and myself.”
Karen looked at Manji as she pulled out a leash and clicked it to the ring just below her chin. “Do you have any questions?” she asked.
“Yes….w-why do you want me to be your submissive so badly?” Karen asked
“I don’t want you as a submissive” Manji replied softly with a smirk. “I want you as a friend!”
Manji then gave the leash a hard tug that pulled Karen’s head very close to Manji’s. “This is just my way of breaking the ice” she said as she pressed her lips into against Karen’s.