She hadn't really thought this far ahead.

Becca watched with fascination as her best friend went from kicking and struggling to sitting calmly. Not that she had much choice. Brad’s technique was impressive.

He had completely robbed the brunette of all mobility in her arms. The ropes even seemed to enforce a strict posture, shoulders back and tits out.

Becca had never been into bondage, herself, but something tingled within her as she watched Sabrina fall captive.

"Wow, you made that look easy." She said, genuinely impressed.

Before he got a response out, Sabrina interrupted. Her tone implied she was trying to be more upset than she actually was. "Becca, you bitch. You don't just call random men and ambush people like tha-aahhmff!"

Her words cut off as Brad **** a fat red ballgag between her teeth, pulling the wide straps tight across her cheeks to secure together somehow behind her head.

Becca laughed softly, still recording. "Don't worry, babe. I think you look sexy. Doesn't she look sexy, Brad?"

For his part, Brad simply stooped a bit to kiss Sabrina's neck and reach around her to tease both of her nipples.

Sabrina's eyes shot wide and she stiffened from the unexpected sensations. The full extent of her utter helplessness was apparent as she wiggled uselessly and mumbled something into her gag.

"Oh, yeah, Brad. She doesn't really like being grabbed like that..." Becca offered. "Just tie her up, no touching." She still pointed the phone at her friend, recording everything.