Packing up

You toss Donna her costume, which she catches with a noticeable sense of relief. The young Amazon steps into the red bodysuit, pulls it up her legs, over her hips, her waist, and finally her breasts. (See you soon, kids!) Looping the lasso around her neck and waist, you untie her hands so she can slip her arms through and pull the straps up over her shoulders. Then she pulls on the black boots, completing the outfit.

Aside from her costume and cell phone, Donna only brought a small clutch purse with her; I guess it’s easy to travel light when you know you can use Big Sis’ stuff. You have her pick out a few outfits that she says look better on her than on Diana, and you throw them in your bag along with a couple changes of underwear.

Sitting Donna down on the carpet, you run the golden lasso around her chest under her breasts twice, then twice above them, then twice crisscrossing between her tits forming an X. Then you pull her knees up to her chest and run loops around her thighs at the knee and her ankles, securing her legs to each other and to her torso. Her arms you force behind her back into a tight reverse prayer tie. Her long, damp hair you pull forward and tie to the rope around her legs, forcing her head down until her forehead touches her knees. Finally you wad up part of the T-shirt you cut off her and shove it in her mouth, tying the rest of it around her head to hold the stuff gag in place.

Throughout all this, Donna doesn't say a word, her face calm and proud, tho her eyes tell a different story.

After double-checking all your knots and the tension on the ropes, you scoop up the bound Amazon, bounce her in your arms a few times, and then lay her down in the open suitcase. The used bed sheets go around her, making sure not to block the air holes. You run one hand down her bare arm while the other hand cradles the back of her head. You can feel her trembling slightly despite herself.

"You be a good girl now,” you whisper in her ear, followed by a kiss to the back of her neck. You can see the shudder that runs through her body that time, but maybe it's just cuz she's ticklish. Either way, you close and zip up the hardshell suitcase and fasten the leather straps. The end of Donna's golden lasso sticks out of a hole in the top and runs up the handle so you can keep contact with the magic rope.

You check the time, and then the camera feed on your phone; sure enough, the other guard is doing his walkthrough of the building before shift change. He's a couple of floors below you and working his way down one floor at a time, so the timing is perfect. (According to the manual, he should’ve waited until the next shift arrived so someone could watch the cameras while he’s away from the desk. But that would require working late without additional pay, so you can hardly blame him.)

You take one last look around the apartment making sure nothing is out of place. Then you hoist your duffel bag over your shoulder and roll the big suitcase out into the hall. You make sure the door locks behind you, and take the service elevator down to the underground parking garage. The cameras are still “glitching,” so you are completely unseen and unrecorded the whole way.