A successful trap.

You get over to the Gym without anyone seeing you, since the only who might catch you is your naked, bondage **** whom you are dragging there with you.

You **** your way inside and make it down past the Exercise Room. You see the Sauna and can see a pile of clothes and towel sitting on a nearby bench. She's in there naked- even better!

You take her clothes and her towel, put them in your backpack and set your trap.

A few moments later, a flushed and sweating MILF walks out. Mrs. Kincaid is a tall brunette with some nice DD breasts that sway lightly as she walks. Her body is toned and her pussy is trimmed down to a little tuft just above her clitoris. It's almost like a marker for a man- or woman, apparently- to find it. You even get a glance at her ass for a moment. It's big and round, but toned like the rest of her.

Throw in the fact that she's a dominatrix and you realize that she'll make your best **** yet!

You see her walk over to the bench, but she's surprised to find her stuff missing.

"Damn," she says, "You had to misplace your stuff again, Austin."

She continues to berate herself and heads to the pantry. You wait for your moment to strike as she walks towards your trap.

"Thank God there are always extras towels in..."

You smirk when you hear her words stop. She's found your little treat for her.

In the closet, Ms. Kincaid finds the naked and bound form of Mrs. Ling propped up in the closet. As a bonus, you tied her up extra tight with some of the towels. You even used a towel to blindfold her. The idea that she could hear Mrs. Kincaid coming, but couldn't see when amused you a lot.

"What's going on?!? Why are you in here?!? Why are you naked?!?"

That's your cue!

You pop out from the adjacent door and grab the woman. You wrap one hand around her waist and the other grabs her left breast.

"Who are you?!? What are you doing here," she asks, struggling against you.
"I'm your new Master," you reply, "I'm capturing every piece of ass on Campus and making them my slaves. You're next."
"Let go of me now!"
"No. By all means keep struggling like that, though," you reply with a sneer, "All you're doing is rubbing your naked ass against my dick!"

You move your other hand from her breast and up to her throat. You grab it lightly, but with enough **** to get your point across.

"Be a good **** and stop fighting me. If you do, I'll be nicer to you and Mrs. Ling over there."
"What if I don't," she asks sharply.
"If you don't, I'll drag you out to the front lawn and stake you out. I'll leave you there until tonight. I won't bother putting any Sunscreen on you either, so you'll get to enjoy the pain of some rope burns on your already-burnt skin!"
"Alright, alright- you win! I'll be a good ****," Austin says in a low voice.
"Not good enough. Beg me to make me your **** and call me Master!"

"Please tie me up and make me your ****, Master," she replies, "I'll be a good ****, Master."
"Okay, I think I'll keep you," you reply, "Now what should I do with you two first?"