Bound With Care

I watch from my seated position, my naked body clearly drawing some attention from curious minds. Unable to speak up myself, thanks to the ballgag still planted securely in my mouth, I had **** but to wait for them to decide. He looked me over closely, his expression thoughtful as he considered the options. As we waited, I found my mind only now pondering if I should stay or leave. 'What is he working on ... no, that would only make things worse, silly!' I thought to myself, as my mind raced through what choices if any, I had available just then.

He let out a sigh and looked over at her briefly, before flatly replying, "No, your right ... again." She laughed at that, possibly amused to hear him admit it, which grew louder as he paused, "We can't have her running away on us. The whole precinct would look bad if we let a code 311 just get up and leave. You'd better make sure they're tight, too." With that, he reached out his right hand patting her on the shoulder, "And good thinking."

She beamed back at him, her smile wide, clearly enjoying the compliments, and quickly got to work. She walked up and placed herself before me, looked me in the eye momentarily, before using another pair of cuffs around my legs, above my ankles. I can hear them tightening up, left to watch as she works. She makes good time at it, and as she pulls something at least approximating rope around, she shoots me a half smile, "Don't worry. You won't likely be bound up for long ... It's just a formality until we get everything sorted out. Besides, be for long someone would be by to pick you up."

With the ballgag making it all but impossible to say anything, I simply shrugged, though I heard myself giggle at how silly it was .... 'Here I'm at, getting consoled by the cop about to ty me up, even as I sit there, naked as can be.' With that, I'm left to simply watch as she ties my legs together, binding them tightly. I see several people looking over, keenly aware of what was transpiring nearby but choosing not to interject. By the time she's done, my legs are tied in no less than four spots: At my ankles, across the knees, across my lower legs, and across my thighs. She gives them a tug, each in turn, making absolutely sure they are secure, before saying "Sorry."

With that, she goes around behind me and casually makes sure my bonds holding my arms are sufficient. Just then, I feel a tug on my shoulders and feel my arms being pulled back hard, followed soon after by the sound of rope being pulled. Before long, my arms are held all but immobile behind my back; no doubt she's tied them together with the same ruthless efficiency she showed with my legs. "Oooh! One last thing .... sorry." I do my best to make a puzzled expression, knowing won't see ... only to feel her pulling on my ballgag, tightening it up yet further, pulling my mouth open wide, and I cried out as she really cinched it down.

I gasped in surprise as she finished up, and I gasped out once more as she looked her work over. I hear her giggle once more, followed soon by her whispering, "Sorry .... can't be too careful, now can we, miss?" I simply shrug my shoulders. I watch as she sits across from her fellow officer, as I'm left on the floor, where I had chosen to sit and wait. I wonder how long it would be, and who would notice me now, as I sit there naked as before. 'Not like I have many choices now.' I thought ruefully to myself; not with me so thoroughly bound and gagged as I was then. I watched the pair work and found myself surprised to see them idly flirt and crack jokes as they worked.

My attention is surprised as soon runs a hand up my leg, causing me to turn my gaze swiftly their way. I find a woman, in plain clothes, smiling and shooting me a "Shooshing" motion, as if it was necessary really, and did her best to hide her smile as she sat down nearby. Only then did I look around, and see several more looking my way, though they quickly looked away once caught; some coughed, others blinked, and similar motions. I managed a smile, or at least the best I could, at the ridiculous of it. 'Well, at least my nudity can lead to some amusement on my part.' I thought to myself, even as I was puzzled about what could be headed my way next.