Lumiose City's Underbelly

Arya and Terra were finally able to get a moment to themselves. They had been friends for years, but lately were having trouble getting together. But now since they both moved to Lumiose City, it was easier than ever!

They had a long weekend coming up and decided to spend it together, silencing their Rotem phones and disconnecting from the world completely, giving each other their full attention. They agree to meet up at a place called Lysandre Café to kick off their time together. Since both women were new to the city, they planned to hit all the hotspots, including Prism Tower and the Lumiose Museum.

Arya arrived first, crossing the street to the cafe, her short blue plaid skirt blowing in the breeze, contrasting her high black socks and black tank top. Despite being dressed fairly girly, Arya was a tomboy through and through, preferring sneakers over more fashionable choices. She played idly with an empty pokeball that she kept in her purse. She was always ready to add to her growing collection of pokemon, even here in the big city. As she took a few running steps up to the curb, she adjusted her fedora to keep it from flying off.

As she was entering the cafe, Terra appeared around the corner, decked out in the height of fashion as usual. She wore a slate grey top over a flowing white blouse, a black skirt and black sun hat completing the look. She also wore sneakers today. Given their plans, she had opted for more comfortable shoes rather than something with more style and class as she normally did.

Terra reached up to her shoulder, where her Froakie normally perched, before she remembered that she had left him at home. This weekend was about spending time with Arya, and didn’t want the distractions of looking after her prized pokemon. Terra slipped through the door into the cafe and scanned the room, finding her friend already seated at a table in the corner, right near the short hallway back to the bathrooms and kitchen entrance. Arya stood and called to her, greeting her with a huge smile and a big hug.

“Terra! It’s been too long!” she said in her friend’s ear.

“It really has been, so let’s make up for lost time!”

“Great! I already ordered our drinks, you still take it the same way?” Arya said as she sat down, slumping down in her chair with her legs crossed, sitting in her traditional tomboyish fashion.

Terra daintily took her seat, always the image of femininity. They chatted for a while, catching up on the last few years. Their drinks arrived and they carried on, the years apart not affecting their friendship in the least.

At one point, the door to the street opened and Terra turned to look. Her surprised and intrigued expression had Arya following her gaze to see what she was looking at. She straightened up in her seat, her interest also piqued by the man who just walked in.

He was tall and handsome, dressed to the nines complete with bowler hat, and carrying himself with a confidence that made both girls blush. They watched him discreetly as he made his way across the room, nodding to the barista behind the counter and continuing toward the girls’ table. They both shifted and averted their eyes so he wouldn’t think they were staring at him.

The man paid them no mind and walked right past them, down the hall to the bathroom area. Terra, who was on that side of the table, watched him closely, still drawn to him. She had to lean back in her chair to keep him in view as he entered into the secluded back hallway. He reached a carved relief of a variety of pokemon decorating the wall across from the bathrooms and stopped. He pressed his thumb into a Rattata’ nose, revealing it to be a secret button, and turned a lever disguised as a Pikachu's tail. Without warning, the entire relief swung inward like a door. Without a word, he disappeared through the opening and the wall swung silently closed.

“Arya!” Terra hissed under her breath, her voice low but dripping with excitement. “There’s a secret door back there! Do you think it’s one of those hidden speakeasy clubs?”

“Oh, um, maybe!” Arya responded, leaning forward to look around the corner. “That could be a great way to start our weekend!”

“Let’s do it!” Terra said and stood up, taking special effort to hide her excitement.

The women made their way to the wall, where Terra activated the secret door in the same way that the man had just moments before. The hallway that was revealed didn’t look like a business meant for visitors, but that didn’t stop them. They rushed in and the door closed on its own behind them.

The space they found themselves in looked like an unfinished building. The walls were bare and in some places the superstructure underneath was visible. They looked around for a moment, but there was only one way to go, toward the faint light and sounds of voices. The women hurried down the hall, giggling at their discovery. They turned the corner into a much larger, similarly unfinished area lit by a mobile construction light in one corner and an overhead light creating a spotlight on the other side of the room. It was hard to tell, but it looked like there were several other dark hallways in other corners of the room.

Directly under this spotlight, three men were grouped around a table, looking down at something and talking in hushed tones. The one in the center was the man from the cafe, to his right was a brute of a man, over six feet tall wearing a white tank top. The final man was wearing what looked like a tailored, pinstripe suit.

The girls stopped, confused and a bit shocked by what they were seeing. They had expected to see a cozy club of sorts, a secret meeting place that was only talked about in hushed tones. But this just looked like an unfinished building.

Tank Top turned his head, seeing the women.

“Hey! What are you doing here?” he barked.

“Oh um, we um, thought that this was um,” Arya stammered, trying to get words out as Suit and Bowler Hat turned to see what their companion was going on about.

“Get them!” Suit shouted, prompting Tank Top and Bowler Hat to rush after them.

The girls squealed in panic and turned to run, but the men were too fast. Before Arya and Terra were three steps down the hallway, their arms were grabbed and pulled behind them by Bowler Hat and Tank Top respectively. They screamed, calling for help, hoping that someone in the cafe would hear them through the secret door. But before they could get more than two words out, the goons wrapped a hand over their mouths, both of their hats falling to the ground beside them.

Roughly, they were dragged to the center of the room, struggling and grunting.

“What should we do with ‘em boss?” Bowler Hat asked.

“Tie ‘em up, plenty of rope other here. But first, shut them up, tape their mouths closed,” Suit instructed. A smirk crossed his face. “Better yet, let’s stuff these in there and THEN tape them.” 

As he spoke, he dug into his pants pockets and pulled out a few colorful scraps of cloth.

“Are those… panties?” Tank Top asked incredulously.

Arya and Terra renewed their struggles as they realized what was in store for them, but the men holding them were too strong.

“Yeah. I like to keep souvenirs of my one night stands.”

The girls were dragged further into the room, Suit walking over to meet them. He approached Arya first, wadding up a pair of panties in his hand. Bowler Hat let go of her mouth and before she could beg him not to, Suit stuffed the cloth behind her teeth. She shook her head and retched at the taste of the used underwear. Suit held her chin with one hand and prodded the garment until her cheeks bulged and her jaw distended. Suit let go and Arya struggled to force the foul-tasting wad out of her mouth, but before she could make any progress, Suit plastered a few strips of duct tape across her lips.

Terra watched this all through wide eyes, wondering how this could be happening to them. The worst part was that she knew none of her colleagues or friends were expecting to hear from her for at least three days.

“Perfect, now your friend,” Suit said as he walked over to Terra. “You’re really lucky, you get two pairs!”

Terra struggled to get away from him, but couldn’t stop him from filling her mouth with the foul-tasting, intimate cloth, similarly sealing them with tape.

“Now, can you handle these two from here?” Suit asked, as he walked back to the table, not waiting for a response.

“Sure thing, boss,” Tank Top said and started dragging Terra across the room toward a pile of boxes. Looping one arm through her elbows, he held her tightly, reaching into a box with the other arm and pulling a long red rope.

Terra saw the rope and struggled, trying to break his grip, but it was no use, Tank Top was too strong. Before Terra knew it, her wrists were tied and cinched tightly, locking them together. Bowler Hat followed suit, locking Arya’s arms behind her back as well.

Both girls struggled, but with their arms useless to them, they made no progress at all. Tank Top and Bowler hat wrapped the rope around their captives, giving them a tight chest harness that accentuated the girls’ chest and further immobilized their arms to their sides. Terra kept fighting, trying desperately to pull away from her attacker, but Arya had a very different reaction. The fight had gone completely out of her, replaced with a sheer panic that froze her in place, allowing Bowler Hat to expertly secure her.

“No fair,” Tank Top grunted. “Why do I get the squirmy one?” Despite his complaints, he had no problem overpowering Terra, and didn’t have that much more difficulty getting her trussed up.

Tank top grabbed two more ropes from the box, tossing one to Bowler Hat. With the new rope in hand, Tank Top forced Terra to lay down on her back and reached toward her legs. Terra’s face flushed, embarrassed that her skirt was riding up and baring her thighs. She kicked at him with a grunt, heavily muffled by the panties in her mouth, but Tank Top grabbed her leg at the knee and stopped her feeble attack.

Acting quickly, he grabbed up her other leg and lifted them up so the heels of her shoes were facing the ceiling, completely exposing her pink panties. Once Tank Top had her ankles wrapped tightly, it was easy work to secure her legs together. With the rope wrapped three times around her thighs, once above her knees and twice crossed over her ankle socks, Terra was left completely helpless.

Behind her, Arya faced a similar fate, her green and white striped underwear now fully on display.

“You know, now that they’re quiet, they kind of pretty, don’t you think?” Bowler Hat knelt down and ran her hand up Arya’s thigh. She shuddered and pulled away, but she couldn’t create any distance between them.

“I’ve always had a thing for blondes,” Tank Top leaned down and took a handful of Terra’s chest. “The rope really makes these so perky.”

“Oh yeah,” Bowler Hat agreed, running his hand up Arya’s body, crossing over her vagina, causing her to squeal, shake her head and pull away. “And I think this one’s a little wet. You think they are secretly enjoying this?”

Arya nearly started sobbing at his comment, terrified at being so exposed and helpless.

“Ha! This one too!” Tank top agreed, investigating with his fingers. “Just little trussed-up sluts ain’t ya?”

As the two of them laughed, Bowler Hat forced his fingers between Arya’s, exploring her crotch and rubbing her slit with his thumb.

“Oy, you got those two handled huh? Good,” Suit asked, walking up behind the other two.

Arya and Terra mumbled and begged Suit to let them go with their eyes. Though he didn’t seem interested in them at all. Instead, he turned his attention to Bowler Hat. He put his hand on his shoulder and roughly pushed him to the floor where he landed hard on his ass. His hand pulled away from Arya in an instant, causing her to yelp in surprise. She held out hope that Suit was stopping the other men from groping them. Though she was disappointed when he turned his attention to Bowler Hat.

“What the hell, boss?” Bowler Hat snapped as the other man turned and stepped over him.

“So how the hell did these two get in here?” Suit asked, stepping closer to him.

“I don’t know, they must have come through from the cafe,” Bowler Hat snapped back.

Despite Bowler Hat pulling away from Arya, she didn’t get a reprieve. Instead, Tank Top squatted down between the two, each of his hands running over both women. Arya’s ass and Terra’s chest got equal attention, his strong grip squeezing hard.

“They followed you through, didn't they?” Suit advanced on Bowler Hat, who tried to get to his feet, only to be pushed down by the former’s foot. “You went through the cafe during the middle of the day!? Again!?”

Arya and Terra barely registered what was happening to the other man, their full attention on Tank Top, who was roughly exploring every intimate curve and crevice of their bodies.

“Boss, I’m sorry, I didn’t think anyone could see!” Bowler Hat was begging at Suit’s feet.

“Get up, we’ll deal with you later!” Suit spat as he turned away, back toward the girls and Tank Top. “Are you having fun over there?”

“Yes boss,” Tank Top sneered, his eyes still tracing over the girls, from their exposed panties up to their breasts, accented as they were by the ropes circling them. Behind Suit, Bowler Hat gained his feet, thankful that Suit’s attention wasn’t on him anymore.

“Well get them up, we gotta get going and we can’t have them running off.”

Terra and Arya squealed at his words, terrified of what would become of them. The only thing they knew was that they were not going to be let go.

“We taking ‘em with us?” Tank Top asked as she stood up. 

“Nah, too risky taking through the streets,” a smile crossed Suit’s face. “I have a better idea. We’ll leave them here, we’ll probably be back soon. Maybe in a couple days or so. String them up in the closet!”

Bowler Hat and Tank Top sneered as they stepped over the girls. Tank Top reached down and scooped up Arya, holding her like a husband carrying his bride over the threshold. He carried her further into the facility, out of Terra’s line of sight, Bowler Hat grabbing another couple lengths of rope and following behind him.

Both girls squealed again, Arya at being taken away to an unknown fate, and Terra at being left alone with only Suit for company.

After a moment, the men returned, scooping up Terra as well and carrying her off. As they rounded a corner, Terra saw what was to become of her. Arya was hanging by her feet from a bar in a small closet, her hair falling onto the ground, her skirt falling over her belly, leaving her panties lewdly exposed.

After a moment, Terra joined her friend, the blood already rushing to her head. The men laughed as they walked off, only returning for a moment to toss the girls’ hats onto the ground next to them.

“Seeya around! Maybe,” Suit said to the girls as he turned to walk off, shutting off the lights and leaving the girls in darkness with an uncertain future…