Not me!

"Not it!" you say quickly, but Annabelle chides you.

"We said you could stand in for Ashley if she doesn't want to, not the other way around. So Ash, is your master going to be it?" she asks with a smirk.

"No, I'll do it," your bunny grumbles. "But you'll pay for that 'not it' later," she promises you.

"Good!" Annabelle says and Tibby makes a thumbs up gesture. "Don't worry honey, Tibby told me she'd take it easy on you if you end up at her mercy."

"Maybe I should let John fill in for me then, you'll get a better show that way."

"Hey come on, don't be a jerk!" you sputter. "You could have said 'not it' too, this isn't a mandatory event."

Ashley chuckles. "Oh relax, I'm just playing. I don't mind that much, as long as I don't have to risk getting my shoulders dislocated trying to mimic Nancy Templeton's bondage pose."

Tibby shakes her head no, and Ashley breathes out in relief. "So is my kidnapper carrying me to the bedroom, or... yeouch!"

Her question is cut off by a swat of the crop to her ass. The sting is dulled by her jeans, but she still felt it! Tibby threatens to deliver another, and Ashley raises her hands defensively. "Okay, okay, I'll walk!"

Ashley hurries to the bedroom, chased by the menacing cat and followed by you and Annabelle. Once inside, you can see the restraints your neighbor prepared while Tibby was changing. The ceiling mount that held a rope last time now has two chains with padded cuffs on their ends dangling from it, and below them there's a low padded table as well as a high chair.

"I'm guessing I get on that?" Ashley asks, pointing at the table.

Tibby nods before motioning as if to take off a shirt she isn't wearing, and Ashley imitates her by unbuttoning her blouse. The bunny disrobes until she's down to her underwear, her ears, and her white collar, then kneels on the table. Annabelle helps out by gently pushing her forward and showing her how to hold out her arms so they can be secured without hurting her, while Tibby straps down her legs. Once she's secured in place Ashley asks, "And the blindfold?"

Tibby brandishes a silk tie and Ashley nods. The tie is quickly placed over Ashley's eyes and tied behind her head. Then all three of you circle her to get a good view.

"Looks more or less like that comic," Annabelle remarks. "Except that I don't keep any cocaine in the apartment."

"Pity," Ashley remarks drily.