Chapter 3:
The Bleu detective sisters: Case of the bloody murder
Bella giddily hopped back towards the car as I washed my hands off in the restroom. Once that was done, I joined her as Gyselle drove us away.
"Mostique Mainard, huh? So any leads on where he could be?"
"MMph ngh, mmph ngh mmph ngh," Bella confidently nodded.
We had no idea what she said, but I was not going to take that tape off her mouth. Nor untie her until we reached our destination. Unfortunately, Gyselle seemed to be in a playful mood, or perhaps actually angry as she asked me to translate what Bella had just said.
"You're both twins, right? Then shouldn't you be able to know what each other is thinking?"
"That's simply a stereotype. Not all twins can read each other's minds."
"Oh, then in that case, that means you'll need to take the tape off her mouth to understand her."
"I actually-"
"Take the tape off her mouth."
"Yes ma'am..."
I slowly grabbed the end of the tape as Bella blushed and closed her eyes. I knew what she was going to do dammit. And worst of all, I may not be able to read her mind perfectly, but I know her well enough to guess what she's thinking around 80% of the time. I should have just gone with that answer, dammit.
Slowly and surely, I peeled the tape off Bella's mouth and the next instant, my lips were locked with hers.
"You saved me, Onee-chan!" she giddily smiled as I wiped my lips in disgust.
"Why the hell do you always kiss me on the lips?"
"Because we're sisters and I love you."
"Yes, we're sisters. BIOLOGICAL SISTERS!"
"And? L'inceste est un bel amour, n'est-ce pas [Incest is beautiful love, isn't it]?" Gyselle snickered.
I think Gyselle needs some tape slapped over her mouth too.
"So Gyzzie, we gonna find a mosquito to splat?" Bella grinned.
"My, Bella. Did I not say I'd have your mouth sewn shut if you addressed me with such a vulgar nickname again?" Gyselle angrily chuckled.
"Music to my ears! I LOVE being gagged and dominated! Especially if it's by a goddess like you."
"My, such flattery. Well, I do fancy myself a dominatrix at times, but I've got a full plate at the moment. Therefore, the simple threat will have to suffice."
Bella began to pout as I facepalmed. This girl has always been a hardcore masochist, which naturally causes trouble on the job. Do you have any idea how many times it's lead to us getting captured, tied up in erotic positions? Ugh, just thinking about it makes me sick. All that humiliation...
...
As Aoi-nee-chan passed out, I decided to have some fun. She was probably thinking about all the humiliations she's been through thanks to me. Well, it is true. I am a hardcore masochist, which leads to me getting us captured A LOT! But I ain't called "Bad Bitch Bella" for nothing. I'm totally the submissive type, yes, but I'm also the submissive type that can kick ass bound and gagged. In fact, that's my preferred kenpo. Shibarare sarugustsuwa o kama sa reta kenpo!
But I also have a dominatrix side. You see, I LOVE Aoi-nee-chan. Both in the romantic sense, and in the sense that I love seeing her get flustered when she's humiliated. As such, I decided to take advantage of her passed out state and freed my wrists before grabbing the duct tape she always carries with her.
"Hey Gyzzie, ya wanna do some S n' M play?" I asked.
Gyssele let out a chuckle and said she was not into that sort of play. Too bad for her I'm also the forceful type.
...
I groggily opened my eyes to find myself enveloped in darkness. I attempted to move my arm, but then found that it was restrained. Not just my arm, but my entire body felt like it was restrained, almost as if I was wrapped up in something. There was also something covering my mouth... Oh how I hate it when things cover my mouth.
I'm by no means a chatterbox, but it is quite humiliating to be gagged. It's like my status is being demoted to that of a prisoner. Sure, in cases where I'm tied up, it's bad, but being gagged on top of it... humiliating.
The sound of my muffled voice coupled with the feeling of having something covering my mouth, not to mention the sight of it all... humiliating. Never have I cried more tears of embarrassment and wanted to crawl up into a ball under a rock. Perhaps the humiliation stung more because I fashioned myself as more of the independent and intellectual type, so for someone like me to constantly be found by my peers bound and gagged... humiliation.
I had to break out of my restraints on my own, yet before I could, sunlight suddenly flashed onto me. I grimaced in pain as I shut my eyes, and when I could see again, noticed Bella smirking as she held a smartphone.
"Lol, I found Onee-chan tied up in the trunk. Sensie's there too."
'Sensie'!? Wait, she couldn't be referring to-
"Mmph."
Sure enough, with her wrists and ankles bound and a piece of duct tape over her mouth, was Gyselle. My respect levels for her just plummeted. I thought she was better than this.
"Rather than worrying about me, shouldn't you worry about yourself?" Gyselle smirked as Bela peeled the tape off her mouth.
It was then that I realized that I wasn't simply bound and gagged, that bitch of my sister had MUMMIFIED me in duct tape! Only my eyes were visible, meaning my hair had been taped up. MY HAIR! If I get bald patches because of this, she's dead!
"So Onee-chan, want me to save you?" Bella snickered.
I nodded my head.
"Can't HEAR you!"
Well of course you can't. I'M GAGGED, YOU IDIOT! I know what you want. You want me to gag-talk. Fuck you! I'm not going to engage in such humiliation! I'll just keep silent. Silent...
"NGH!?"
Much to my dismay, a moan escaped my sealed lips as Bella groped one of my breasts.
"Ah, Onee-chan sounds scared. Don't worry, Bella gonna save you!"
No wonder we're viewed as embarrassments. We're so focused on S&M play, the culprits always get away!
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