Matsuri was a 25 young woman with a friendly and bubbly personality. She worked as an idol and streamer at a company called Hololive where she regularly sang, danced and enjoyed making inappropriate jokes with her fans and idol coworkers.

She was walking home on a Saturday night after spending all day recording for her upcoming 3D live. The Summer heat had been awful for her gym clothes and had made her feel faint, so she was more than happy to change into her white sundress and brown roman sandals as her feet made patter patter sounds across the empty street.

It was strange how empty her surroundings were, actually. Even with the late hour, not even encountering a single person made Matsuri feel like she had been teleported away to another world, and that each step she made would alert whatever monsters were lurking in the shadows. The festival girl felt a shiver down her spine and decided to quicken her pace.

That was until she heard dashing sounds shatter the silence and jumped in alarm as she looked all around her, desperately trying to find whatever or whoever had disturbed the peace of the night. Her search was cut short as a gloved hand wrapped around her, pressing a cloth against her mouth and nose to prevent her from screaming and to knock her out.

Matsuri tried to claw at the hand holding her, but her assailant's other hand grabbed her hands and handcuffed them around her back. All the poor girl could do was futilely shake her head as it rang and her vision grew dimmer until finally, she lost consciousness.

"Ah... Ugh..." Matsuri regained consciousness with a very blurry vision and ringing in her ears, she felt very thirsty. She tried to swallow her drool only to fail miserably as she couldn't move her tongue, something was blocking it? Suddenly much more awake, Matsuri realized the situation she was in and blushed bright red.

Her sundress was pulled up, leaving her legs and her private area completely visible, her panties had been removed from one leg and hung uselessly from her left thigh. She was tied up in a wooden chair that no amount of struggling seemed to indicate she’d be able to break it. Her hands were tied behind her back around the chair while the handcuffs she had been forced to wear earlier were gone, and both of her hands had been shut and wrapped in tape that made opening them completely impossible. Her legs were spread open by a steel bar that was tied to both of her knees and would let anyone passing by get a full view of her crotch. She was gagged with a ball gag that forced her mouth open and made drool drip down her chin and onto her breasts that she couldn't stop no matter how much effort she put in. Her breasts were also bound in tight ropes that left her out of breath and went around her back to come back to the front and also constrict her belly.

The room she was in was fairly dim, with only a lightbulb on the ceiling illuminating it. There was a little table a few meters away from Matsuri and a laptop on it. It had a little red dot she recognized the meaning of from her years as a streamer... She was being recorded!

"Mmmhhhh!!" Matsuri screamed into her gag while thrashing around wildly trying to get free, but her shout was cut short by a familiar gloved hand pressing against her mouth and a voice she knew all too well.

"Ssh. You're going to be here a while, and trust me, you'll need to keep your stamina~" Matsuri couldn't believe her ears. She fought against the hand to look at the person behind her, and sure enough, she was being manhandled by Tokoyami Towa, her coworker and fellow idol at Hololive. She was wearing a purple dress that showed quite a bit of cleavage and cut at her upper thigh, with magenta gloves that went up to her elbows and heels of a few cm that let her painted toes show and made clicking noises on each step.

This made no sense in Matsuri's mind, why did Towa kidnap her and put her into this kind of compromising position? The two of them had always been close and Towa didn't seem the type to do this sort of thing. In fact, Matsuri thought Towa hated lewd talk as she always had a conflicted expression whenever Matsuri joke-flirted with her, and tended just to reply with “kimoi!”.

Towa simply looked at Towa with a perverted smile. "Alright, let's get this started." She moved from behind Matsuri to her front and adjusted the laptop to make sure it'd catch Matsuri and not just towa's back as she played with her. She approached Matsuri and reached out with her left hand to gently squeeze Matsuri's right boob.

Despite herself, Matsuri couldn't resist letting out a little moan as she felt shivers traverse her torso. Towa let out a quiet chuckle at her reaction and bent down to kiss Matsuri's left breast. She licked her nipple, reaching out with her tongue to wrap around the sensitive tit as she tasted the sweetness of Matsuri's skin. At the same time, her other hand went from playing with Matsuri’s right boob to pinching and rubbing the nipple, until both of Matsuri's nipples hardened while she could do nothing but pant and let her drool fall from her chin onto Towa's cheek.

Matsuri was feeling very conflicted. She very much had a bondage fetish and had dreamed of being bound and used like a toy by someone, and she couldn’t lie, she had thought Towa was hot. Her deep voice always made her hair stand on end, and made her heart flutter whenever their gazes crossed. But this was too sudden, Matsuri couldn’t keep up with what was happening or why Towa was raping her when she had never shown any interest in her before, all she knew is that she felt hotter with each stroke of Towa’s tongue and rub of her fingers, and that her pussy was wet enough for her love juice to start dripping down onto her chair.

Towa took a break from pleasuring Matsuri’s nipple to tease her “Are you wet already, Matsuri-chan?” She lowered her hand to feel around Matsuri’s crotch, the girl tried to close her legs out of embarrassment but the iron bar prevented her to. “Don’t fight it. You know you like me treating you like a toy, and that you wanted this badly, I haven’t forgotten all the teasing you sent me. Let’s get you warmed up, shall we?”. The devil licked her lips and took her place between Matsuri’s legs, placed a finger on her clit and slightly pushed down.

“Mmmm!!” Matsuri closed her eyes as she felt jolts of pleasure sent into her abdomen. Despite her confusion, she couldn’t help but thrust her hips toward Towa’s direction and hump the air in a vain attempt to get Towa’s hand to touch her entrance. She didn’t have time to feel disappointment at her failure before Towa understood her intention and pressed a finger inside her pussy. “You’re tight. And really wet too. I love how much of an effect I have on you Matsuri-chan”. Matsuri could do nothing but whimper then gasp in short pants as Towa inserted a second finger in her and started to tease her entrance by slowly pulling out, and when she was almost out, going back inside in one go.

Matsuri felt tears of pleasure and confusion form around her eyes and opened them to see the camera and remembered that she was still being filmed by the laptop Towa had brought. She thrashed around, desperately trying to escape the ropes that bound her while the camera was capturing every moment of the situation. “It’s no use, you’re not getting out of these ropes, and I’m not getting out of you”. Towa thrust her fingers deep inside of Matsuri and curled them upwards.

"Nnnngggghhhhh!!!" Matsuri screamed and squirmed as her body was overwhelmed by the pleasure, she felt her crotch convulse, she was getting close. Towa peered up at her face with a knowing look “You’re gonna cum soon, aren’t you? Cum for me. For the camera.” The festival girl arched her back as a final convulsion hit her and her orgasm rocked her. Her juices sprayed out as she squirted all over Towa’s hand and face and, after a bit of twitching, collapsed in her chair, trying to get any air inside her burning body through her ball gag and drool. “Good girl” Towa praised her and licked her lips where Matsuri had sprayed her with her cum “You did a good job Matsuri. Oh, but we’re not done yet”.

Towa pulled her fingers out of Matsuri then knelt in front of her. She grasped the iron bar holding Matsuri’s knees apart and placed it on her shoulders, giving her complete access to her still throbbing pussy. She leaned in and began to lick and kiss Matsuri’s pussy, the sounds of Towa’s saliva and Matsuri’s cum mixing up made an obscene sound that Matsuri found incredibly hot. Whenever Towa’s lips met with her lower lips, she felt an electric current traverse her from her sandaled toes to her auburn hair, and she couldn’t get enough of it. She felt a second orgasm quickly hit her as Towa’s tongue explored her insides, sending a flood of her juices directly in her mouth.

Towa pulled her tongue out of Matsuri and smiled as she stood up. She loosened the belt behind Matsuri’s head keeping her ball gag on and let it drop around Matsuri’s neck. Matsuri had no time to say anything as Towa kissed her and forced her tongue inside her, Matsuri’s eyes widened as she realized Towa was pushing her own cum inside her mouth. “M-mmm…” She tried to move her head to the side, but was stopped short by Towa cupping her cheeks with her hands and making her look straight at her. Towa had her eyes closed in bliss as she french kissed Matsuri, and the bound girl felt her reluctance vanish as she leaned into the kiss and returned it as she lost herself in Towa’s scent, taste, tongue and her hair brushing against her own.

        Eventually, Matsuri couldn’t tell how much time she had spent kissing and being kissed by Towa, Towa finally broke the kiss. Her face was flushed and her eyes were misty with unconcealable lust as she stared at Matsuri, still cupping her hand. Matsuri decided to break the silence “Why did you kidnap me, Towacchi? Do you love me?” She decided to ask directly what was on her heart, her orgasms had removed all inhibitions that’d normally have made her dance around such matters.

“I love you, Matsuri. I want you to be mine forever. I want to keep you to myself, feed you, love you and for us to be forever happy together. I hate seeing you flirt with other girls, I feel about to explode in anger whenever you repeat the same loving words you give me to others, like you don’t take anything seriously and think love is just a game. Now that I have you, you’ll never be able to cheat on me with anyone” Towa had a demented look in her eyes as she spoke, which both creeped out and turned Matsuri on a little.

Matsuri was flabbergasted. Towa, who had never shown any interest in her and always brushed her aside when she flirted with her, was in love with her? And she was obsessed enough to keep Matsuri confined… wherever this was? Although she felt a bit of happiness at the knowledge her crush returned her feelings, it was dwarfed by the rising panic that erupted from her stomach at the thought of never going back outside. “Towa… I’m happy you feel like that, and I like you too. But this is unhealthy, you can’t keep me like that- Mmmh!” Matsuri words were cut off as Towa shoved the ball gag back into her mouth. She had a conflicted look on her face.

“We’ll see about that.” Towa couldn’t meet Matsuri’s eyes as she brought out a blanket from a closet behind Towa and covered her body below her head so she wouldn’t get cold, and pulled Matsuri’s sundress back down to her lap. “I’ll see you later, my love.” And with those parting words, she exited the room through a door Matsuri hadn’t noticed initially, located on her left and locked it.

Left all alone with her thoughts, Matsuri took a moment to consider her situation, finally starting to calm down from her lust and regaining her breathing. She was tied up tight, gagged and couldn’t call for help - would anyone even hear her - her hands were taped in a way that forced her fingers into her palms, making it very hard for her to use her nails to cut anything. She couldn’t put any strength into her legs because of the iron bar keeping her knees far apart, although she could move her legs as they weren’t tied to the chair. And in front of her, was still the laptop on the table recording her. This was clearly a bad situation, although Matsuri could find some relief at the thought that as obsessed as Towa was, she didn’t mean to harm her.

And speaking of Towa… Matsuri had trouble understanding her or how to deal with her desires. If Towa had normally asked her out, she thought she’d have accepted it and dated her. But Matsuri knew she had a tendency of doubting others, so she imagined that she’d have tried to test and be demanding of Towa. Had the devil anticipated this and made the first move to make her feelings clear to Matsuri? Or did she have some issues of her own Matsuri wasn’t aware of that made her feel like this was the only way she could have a relationship with her? She didn’t know, and wished Towa hadn’t gagged her so she could have asked her. Although Matsuri had a bondage fetish and had always dreamed of being gagged by her nonexistent partner, the ball gag that forced her mouth wide open was making her drool onto the blanket and Matsuri couldn’t help but feel self conscious and a bit embarrassed at her position.

She turned her thoughts toward escape, since she didn’t trust Towa to act in both of their interests with her current mindset. Although Matsuri was bound to the chair, the latter wasn’t fixed to the floor. Although it’d be difficult, if Matsuri could move it, she might be able to find a sharp surface to untie herself with. As she looked around the room, Matsuri’s eyes caught the laptop. Was it simply recording, or was it being streamed somewhere, such as another computer Towa was monitoring her with? The second option seemed very likely considering Towa’s possessiveness actually…

Matsuri needed to get closer to the laptop to close it. She struggled with her short legs to touch the floor, leaning forward and fighting against the ropes holding her torso tied to the chair until her soles reached the floor and she started pushing one burst of effort at a time toward the table until finally, she was in range of the laptop. Matsuri lifted her legs up behind the screen and brought them back toward her to close the laptop. With this, any surveillance Towa might have on this room was disabled, Matsuri had to hurry up and untie herself before Towa came back to investigate why her camera wasn’t working.

Matsuri used her legs to turn herself around, so that her wrists and her back were facing the table. She rubbed the tape against the pointed corner of the rectangular table, and after a few minutes and making her wrists very sore, she finally felt the tape weaken. With a grunt, Matsuri tore her hands free out of the tape. Her fingers were finally free to move around, and she grimaced a little at how sweaty they had gotten while trapped. She then proceeded to repeat the same steps for untying her arms and her torso until finally, although she was a bit hurt, she was finally free to move her arms around. She unbuckled the belt that kept her gag on and removed it, and after a bit of effort, also untied the straps that tied her legs to the steel bar. Matsuri was finally free!

Able to explore the room at last, Matsuri tried to open the door and as expected, it was still locked. Her faint hopes of escape dashed, she turned her attention to the rest of the room. There was the closet Towa had taken the blanket from, a shelf fully stocked with sex toys and restraints that made Matsuri blush upon glancing at them, and on the right of the room, a bed against the wall next to a window that revealed that wherever Matsuri was held in, it was several stories high. Matsuri decided to examine the closet and found out it was full of clothes, shirts, pants, scarves, gloves, underwear, etc. An idea suddenly entered her mind upon glancing at the closet.

Towa had tried to use the camera to spy on her love, and had gotten confused when she realized that it wasn’t working. Maybe she hadn’t set it right or that the laptop had gone in sleep mode? Deciding to check on the room directly, even if it meant facing Matsuri after that awkward parting, Towa unlocked the key knob and found… nothing. “M-Matsuri?” Towa called out to the empty room, looking around wildly for her. She was sure that she had tied Matsuri up tightly, but the empty chair made the fact she had escaped evident. Towa felt like cursing herself, had she been too violent while kidnapping Matsuri and scared her off? Could it be that her love interest now hated her guts and would report her to the police? Towa had gotten in a drunk and jealous frenzy before kidnapping Matsuri, she had gathered some chloroform she had gotten online and the bondage equipment she had bought at a sex shop in the slim chance that she’d ever get the chance to use them on Matsuri. She had kept track of Matsuri’s planning to know when she would leave work, so she knew at what time she needed to leave her home to ambush her. Once she had her, it was a simple matter of taking her to an unused room in her house and tying her up.

She tried to clear her panic away. The door to the room was still locked when she came in, right? It was very unlikely that Matsuri had unlocked the room, left and locked it again, just as it was that she had left through the window, there was no way Matsuri had jumped from the fifth floor. That left… the closet? Towa made her way toward it, and opened it slightly, only for the doors to open wide and for her to be tackled! She had no hope of keeping her standing in the heels she was wearing, and fell down to the floor.

Before Towa had any chance of understanding what was happening to her, her hands were held above her head and cuffed together “W-wait! MMatsuri!? What- Mmffff!” Her speech was cut off as Matsuri shoved a cloth that Towa recognized as her favorite pair of panties inside her mouth, then tied a scarf around her mouth as a cleave gag. As Matsuri held her down, Towa had an opportunity to see her smiling at her in sadistic enjoyment before her eyes were covered by a black scarf, leaving her blind. Towa struggled in vain as Matsuri picked her up and brought her over to… the bed, judging from the soft feeling below her. She felt her panic rising while also feeling a bit of pleasure at being manhandled by her love as her handcuffed hands were tied to the bedpost, while each of her feet were tied to opposite ends of the other bedpost, leaving her in a triangular sprawl on the bed.

Towa could feel Matsuri’s breath on her cheek as she leaned in to whisper in her ear “I’ll get the toys, love.” followed by her stepping away as she went to the shelf Towa had left some toys… although she had expected to be using them on Matsuri instead of herself, not that she could say she hated this. Her panic was completely gone and was replaced by a sense of joy swelling up inside of her chest at hearing Matsuri call her ‘love’. Did that mean Matsuri intended to reciprocate Towa’s feelings? She found her looking forward to whatever toy Matsuri was planning to use on her with great anticipation, her blindness making her rely on other senses much more to try to figure out what was happening. As such, she jolted in surprise when she felt her dress being pulled back - when did Matsuri return - and Matsuri tracing a finger along Towa’s crotch through her panties, making her shiver. She slipped her hand inside of Towa’s underwear and rubbed her clit and entrance forcefully, quickly making her wet. What Towa expected less was for Matsuri to slip a finger inside her anus and rub around, making her tighten reflexively, until she forced herself to relax. “Relax, I’m just preparing you for the next step. Speaking of which,  wonder how you’ll like this, Towacchi~”

Towa felt Matsuri pull her panties down, leaving her completely exposed. She fought against the instinctual need to bend her legs inwards to protect her chastity and instead left them wide open for whatever Matsuri had planned. She sensed something being wrapped around her hips and identified it as the chastity belt she got. And attached to it should be… “Hmmm!!” Towa moaned as two dildos penetrated her pussy and her ass, they entered much easier than she anticipated, Matsuri must have lubricated them beforehand. Still reeling from the unexpected penetrations, Towa attempted to get used to the toys inside of them, only to jump in surprise as they suddenly came alive and rocked her body with vibrations.

"Ahhhh! Mmhhhh!” Towa wildly shook her lips in an attempt of dealing with the raw pleasure the toys were procuring her, to no avail. She already felt an orgasm building up, but could do nothing but moan uselessly in the bed and bite into her gag as she endured the torture inflicted on her. “I think you can handle a little more!” Matsuri’s words were the only warning she got before she felt Matsuri pull down her dress, exposing her breasts, and taping two vibrators to the sides of each of her nipples. She didn’t even have time to gasp before Matsuri activated those too, assaulting her with pleasure from both her holes and tits at the same time, driving her insane.

It was only a matter of time before Towa had her first explosive orgasm, her hips shook wildly, she buried the back of her head in her pillow and her back arched as she grinded her teeth and felt her pussy and ass contract over the toys. Towa sensed her juice drip down her thighs and make a wet pool on the bed below her as she came, she didn’t even have time to get back down from her position as a second orgasm hit her, then a third in quick succession, the toys were proving to be extremely successful at their job. Towa felt some relief mixed in with some disappointment when Matsuri switched off the toys and loosened her gag and blindfold, letting them have a long overdue conversation.

“Now we’re even, Towacchi!” Matsuri stated while looking at Towa with a smile and some excitement in her eyes before her expression grew serious. “I’m sorry for hurting you and not having been considerate of your feelings. I wanna date you, but let’s be on equal terms as girlfriends ok? I want you to properly tell me what you’re feeling instead of letting frustration build up inside you until you blow up. Though I’m probably not the best person to say something like that, haha…”

Towa finally caught her breath and responded to Matsuri’s claim “Yes! I mean, I want to date you, it’s all I ever wanted! I’m so sorry for kidnapping you and hurting you, I promise you I’ll talk to you about any problems I have before doing this kind of thing again. But… Are you really ok with just letting what I did slide?”

Matsuri shook her head “I’m into bondage. And I got a new girlfriend out of this so I’m feeling very generous! Speaking of which…” She held up the remote controls for the vibrators still inside of Towa “Are you up for round 2~?”

“Yes… With pleasure!”