You are not tied her

You wanted to quickly see what she left on the table and return to your unfortunate friend. You quickly get up and went to your table, in the mirror you saw yourself, all disheveled, one strap of the bra slipped, your face was wet and red, apparently from excitement in every sense of the word.

The first thing that caught your eye was a bottle of chloroform, half empty. "It turns out she's not doing this for the first time," you thought. Then you noticed that there was an open black case in front of your eyes, in which lay a suit and a shoulder-length mask, slightly different from her clothes, the mask whose edges reach to the shoulders was completely faceless, it was an unusual design. The costume was just a zentai suit without a hood but with compartments for toes and hands. You touched the mask and felt another surge of excitement, the material was silky and soft, "What if I put it on...", but a special compartment with two pens, black and brown, caught your eye.

Under the lid of the case there is an glued instruction on which it is briefly written - "Black for disguise, brown for memories". "What? How can these pens help with this? Maybe it makes you invisible?". Having discarded strange thoughts, you again took up the mask and began to examine it in the dark.

While you were stood at the table, and was all excited (you wouldn't have been distracted if a tank had passed nearby), intruder had already regained consciousness, she released a lot of saliva to delay the arrival of more ether, which allowed her to briefly lose consciousness. As silently she invaded into your apartment, so now she got up from your bed, not even breathing could be heard.

Honestly, she was also on edge, she had not been so resisted for a long time. Picking up your black tights from the floor, in which you passed all day, she notices that you are already actively considering a brainwashing mask. The case could be finished in different ways, but she always chose a sexier one, because how can you not have fun at such a job.

You continued to stare at the mask with fascination and fantasize until the idea came to you to check on your new friend, but you did not have time to send a command to your musculoskeletal system because something dark covered you. With one precise movement, intruder puts your tights on your head, even faster she tied the ends on your neck and tightened it, pulling you along with her. You were stunned by what was happening, releasing the mask from your hands, you realized that you were being strangled and before you fell back you had time to grab something.