helium

Alisa knew she had only herself to blame for her current predicament.  She had had a difficult but rewarding life as an acrobat in her family's circus, and then an easy life when her parents won the jackpot in the state lottery.  When she found that retirement didn't suit her, she ran away from home as a teenager, and joined a gang of bank and museum robbers.  Her formidable talents made them and her a lot of money, but still she wasn't satisfied.  Striking out on her own, she pulled off heist after incredible heist, until her fortune made her parents' pale in comparison

When Sharice awoke, she found herself in a familiar, but suddenly very frightening place. She was completely naked, and despite her athletic physique, she found herself unable to budge the ropes that tied her toned arms and legs down. Looking down, she couldn't see much more than her own sizable breasts. But looking up and side-to-side, she recognised the inside of Laura Overland's backyard shed.

"So, how're those ropes working out for ya?" said Laura, leering over Sharice, who struggled with her bonds.

The flat was dark, dank, and the curtains were drawn, the light shining through just a crack to illuminate the mess. It was strewn with empty coffee cups, half empty cider cans, various women's magazines, general letters and papers, and old takeaway boxes. Against a wall was a battered chesterfield brown leather sofa with an old blanket on it. A ginger tabby cat laid curled up on the window sill.