Like daughter, like mother! Olivia just can't seem to stay out of trouble... even if she's incredibly good at hopping!
The sunflower otter is hardly inexperienced in bondage. During her youth, much like her daughter nowadays, she'd found herself to be the "Damsel In Distress" a tad more often than she'd like to admit. And while she mostly "retired" from her days of getting constantly kidnapped, the ways of the past still echo from time to time.
This lovely Sunday evening was no exception. Olivia worked tirelessly in her garden throughout the day. As the evening drew closer, the otter, satisfied with her work, wiped the sweat off of her forehead and made her way back to her place. However, as she changed out of the dirty clothing, she was none the wiser to the fact she wasn't quite the only person to enter the residence this evening. As she stretched, exhausted... she began to notice something was... slightly off. Things didn't seem to be quite the way she left them, especially given her fondness of keeping things neat and tidy. Someone has rummaged through the place...
As the realization dawned on her, it was made extremely apparent by a firm handgag from the back. "Q-quick, tie her down with something!" "With WHAT?! You told me nobody would be here!"
A couple intruders came out from hiding, crooks that apparently hoped to find something valuable in the first house they stumbled onto while passing by the village. Sadly for them, it didn't seem to have anything worth taking... perhaps until now.
Olivia struggled and kicked as the men pinned her down, still in her underwear, much to her embarrasment. The woman proved to be quite the tough captive. Having come... reasonably unprepared for such a development, the intruders grabbed ahold of the lady's own laundry in hopes of stopping her agressive struggling and kicking. Her mouth was promptly stuffed with a pair of her own socks and tied down with her own bandana, she was restrained with various cloths and rag they managed to get their hands on. The robbers made sure that despite the improvized nature of their restraints, they still held on tight, keeping the otter nicely trussed up. Now, exhausted quite a bit themselves, given her relentless struggling, the men sat down, breathing heavily.
"GHMMF! MM-MMPH! MMMMMMMN--!" "Huff... ah, feisty, this one..."
Ceasing the opportunity, with her wannabe captors somewhat distracted, Olivia got up and hopped right off! She was so fast and agile all bound that it was almost unbelievable! Years of escaping experience certainly paid off! They clumsily got up to pursue her as she booked it for the door, hoping to catch the attention of some of the neighbours... even if this wasn't exactly the most flattering look. However, she was most certain it would be only a matter of time before the crooks found her very own secret stash filled with rope, gagging materials... and extra toys~
I've mentioned before how I wanted to give my mother characters more attention, so here goes Olivia, Audrey's mother! The gardening enthusiast of an otter in quite the predicament for your amusement! Hope this is to your liking!~
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