The Pandemic Depression Cure
Kylie Rocket felt listless, deprived of energy, barely able to drag herself out of bed in the morning. So Kylie consulted an eminent physician she’d found online and he diagnosed her situation as a case of pandemic depression. To raise her serotonin levels and bring back Kylie’s normal energy level, the doctor prescribed the vigorous physical challenge of struggling in ropework. So Kylie was soon sitting tightly bound in the back of a battered old van; when her contortions remained subpar, a ball-gag was added, then her breasts were bared and her ankles linked to a chain. Although barefoot Kylie’s exertions became more dynamic, the doctor decreed that there was substantial room for improvement, thus she would continue the bondage cure in tandem with another patient.
That patient was Lilly Bell, who came to the unconventional physician with symptoms similar to Kylie’s and received the same diagnosis. More casual about her clothing than Kylie, Lilly was trussed up in her tight red top and denim shorts, then made a lukewarm effort to loosen the ropes tightened around her limbs. To invigorate her response to the challenge, Lilly received a black over-mouth gag while her breasts were also exposed. Perhaps because she sensed a more disturbing predicament, the barefoot blonde writhed more energetically, first curling up on her hip, then rolling onto her side. Lilly squirmed on the small room’s carpeted floor until the doctor informed her that she’d take the next step in the cure along with another young woman.
After Lilly and Kylie were allowed to change their outfits, they were secured in rope again, then curled up next to each other on a small couch, their legs folded by waist-ankle links. When they began to express skepticism about the doctor and his cure, he responded by stuffing cloth between their lips, then completing duct-tape gags. Despite — or perhaps because of — their growing concern about the physician’s sanity, the bound and gagged girls strained with energy that grew even more intense after his predictable baring of their breasts. Although their awkward restraint made mutual assistance nearly impossible, Kylie and Lilly leaned closer to press their tape-gagged mouths together, an effort that increased their mutual attraction.
The new friends would find it more difficult to aid each other once they’d been moved to separate platforms where they knelt tied and tape-gagged. Balancing cautiously on their knees, Lilly and Kylie were exhorted by the questionable physician to drain their physical resources in order to conquer their emotional problems. Eager to escape, the bound pair twisted vigorously despite these precarious positions until they were placed facedown in preparation for the most daunting test yet. Kylie’s bra and panties as well as Lilly’s tight little dress still hid their breasts but their bare feet flexed rhythmically while they lay in hogties that easily defied their zealous arching.
Any belief that this medical man was legitimate vanished along with Lilly and Kylie’s clothing. Standing naked and webbed in rope against a bed’s footboard, they shared regrets about being conned but their conversation was quickly stifled by cleave gags. After tugging futilely against the links hitching them to the bed, the hapless nudes were moved onto the bed and tape-gagged. Kylie and Lilly sat next to each other, ankles attached to spread their legs, an arrangement that caused both to mumble angrily in response to the quack’s endless jargon. Fortunately for his patients, more responsible medical personnel would have the final word.
