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Mr.Stranger wrote: 2 years ago Thank you for pointing this long story series. I can understand how much effort you have put in this story.
Thank you. Lots of work, but a labor of love ;)
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Chapter 68

“You know what will happen if we do that?” Elsa stated.

“Isn’t that part of the fun?” Robert replied.

“Easy to say, you did not have to show yourself off to all those people.”

“We could tell you absolutely hated it.” I grinned. “At least you dressed a little more sensible today.”

“I did not know I was going to be tied to a pole on a stage.” Elsa said with played annoyance. “Have you got anything to say, Linda?”

“Oh, don’t look at me, I am staying out of this discussion.”

Both Linda and Elsa were dressed similar, cut-off jeans, a sleeveless t-shirt that showed off their bodies, and white sneakers with no socks. They both had baseball caps on their heads, with their blond hairs done up in ponytails. From a distance they looked like twins. Neither had a specific driver on their clothing, both t-shirts and ballcaps were generic Nascar merchandise.

“At least today we know where the VIP parking is.” Robert grinned as he took the exit of the interstate and entered the grounds of the racetrack.

We were early at the track. After last night’s incident with Linda having her flashback, we had decided to stay over at the hotel. I had released Elsa soon after Linda gave her the orgasm. It turned out the be a very nice relaxing evening. We talked for most of the evening, Elsa talking about her experiences, while enjoying the good food and drinks the hotel had provided. I wondered what the suite would cost for a night, but I suspected it was not cheap. Now we were back at the racetrack.

“Go ahead.” A warden told us to enter the VIP area after checking their passes.

“You really want to go and look at what Alana is doing today?” I asked Elsa.

“Yes.” The Swedish blond stated with determination.

Everybody grinned. After parking the car, we walked to the main area, but the stage was empty. It was early, just after 9 AM, so we had three hours to go before the race started. As there was nothing happening at the stage, we looked at other things to do.

“Can we drive the mustang again?” Elsa asked, looking at me, as if she needed my permission.

Before I could answer, Linda linked her arms with Elsa, and both walked off to the Ford Experience area. I looked at Robert who just smiled and shrugged his shoulders, following the women. There were a few people waiting and I noticed that the guy who had helped them yesterday was nowhere to be seen, which probably meant none of the crew would recognize Elsa. It did not take long before they were first in line.

“You can make 2 laps.” I heard the girl giving the instructions say. “Feel free to spin the tires, if you can.”

Linda had to grin, as she had seen how Elsa had driven the electric mustang around the track on Saturday. But she knew their looks would often be seen as if they were dumb blondes, but that was not the case with both Elsa and Linda. When the last couple parked the car, the girl managing the access indicated to Elsa and Linda that it was their turn.

“You wanna drive?” Elsa asked, but Linda shook her head.

“No, your driving is much more fun.”

“As you wish.” Elsa said, putting the car in gear and hitting the gas.

The reaction of staff and onlookers was much the same as yesterday, most could not believe that Elsa could drive like that. I just stood there watching it all. The two laps did not take long, and Elsa got an applause from some of the spectators when she got out of the car.

“My father was serious about safety and Swedish roads are snow covered a large part of the year, so he got us driving lessons and later some additional rally training. It was not really for rally driving, but more so you knew how to react when things go sideways in the snow, but my teacher was a real rally driver and he taught me a lot of fun things. And it is not difficult to spin tires or drift once you know how a car reacts.” She told Linda.

“That was fun.” Linda said when they walked back to where we were waiting.

“Was she showing off again?” A voice behind us asked.

Elsa turned around.

“Alana, how are you?”

The three women hugged.

“Doing good. Yesterday’s show created a lot of buzz at the Casino. They figured they can use the show there too, which is good for me. I see you have connected?” Alana asked, seeing Elsa, Robert, Linda and myself together.

“In more than one way.” Robert grinned.

I explained the events from last night, although I did not mention Linda’s mishap.

“Are you doing a show today?” Linda asked Alana.

“Yep, at 11 AM. Want to join in?”

Alana was dressed in white jeans and a deep red blouse and looked amazing. Her hair hanging loose around her face.

“I think Elsa just came today for your show.” I grinned. “Anytime she can get tied up is good with her.”

We all laughed.

“What’s your plan for today? Same as yesterday?” Linda asked.

“No, we have a different show today, a little more dangerous. But I will need a volunteer…” Alana let the question hang in the air.

“Okay, I’ll be your volunteer.” Elsa took the bait.

She had no idea what she would have to do, but that did not matter to her.

“Thank you, sounds great. Be at the stage about 10:45, okay? I’ll see you guys later.” Alana said before walking on to wherever she was going.

“What did you get yourself into this time?” I grinned.

Elsa shrugged. Whatever it was, she trusted Alana.

“Drinks?” I asked as we walked by one of the many refreshment points, it was after all a hot day.

While walking around the fan zone, the time flew by quickly and soon it was time for Alana’s show. Elsa got to the side of the stage where Alana was waiting for her. There were a lot of people already at the stage, word must have travelled about half naked women getting tied up. The Sunday race was always more crowded than the Saturday one, so it was not unexpected to see more people. We ended up a little to the right side of the stage, several rows back, but close enough to easily see what was going on up on the stage. The big countdown clock, which had been part of the show yesterday, was once again counting down, but this time towards the start of the show.

“Lots of people here today.” Linda said.

I noticed the same thing as Robert, the fact that Linda was excited, as her nipples poked though the t-shirt. I noticed that some people around us were staring at Linda. Linda was not wearing a bra and the t-shirt showed a decent amount of cleavage, so I was not surprised with the attention Linda got.

“One minute to go…” Robert stated, although everybody could see the clock.

Just before the clock reached zero, Alana walked onto the stage, a wireless microphone on her head. Cheers and whistles could be heard. As with Linda and Elsa, Alana was using her assets to her full advantage. She was dressed in a simple black one-piece bathing suit that was cut low on the top end and cut high on the bottom end, showing lots of skin.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Las Vegas Motor Speedway sponsored by the Golden Gate Casino.”

More cheers erupted.

“For those who were at our show yesterday, I hate to disappoint you, but we’re not doing the same show today.”

Robert grinned as he could hear some people muttering.

“I figured today we make it a little more exciting.” Alana continued, which caused another round of cheers.

“We’ll be doing an escape trick, but not just any. I will be making it a lot more difficult for myself as I will not only have to escape from the chains that will hold me prisoner, but I will also have to rescue my partner in crime. She will be as helplessly chained up as myself. This escape requires me to escape my own bonds and release my companions locks too, otherwise we might drown.”

There was a sigh going around the crowd. Yesterday escape had not had any danger in it, the women had been tied up and could have taken hours to escape without ever being in danger, but today was different. A black curtain that had been covering part of the stage, was removed and a large water tank was revealed. The tank was 3 feet wide and deep and 7 feet high and filled with water. Bubbles were blown in from the bottom, showing that the tank was full. The top of the tank was open. Next to the tank stood a platform with a metallic base that was just smaller than the tank. A steel pole, 6 feet tall, was placed in the middle of the platform and connected to a hoist.

“We will be chained together, facing each other, and once done, we’ll be lowered into the water tank. This will happen slowly, allowing me some time to escape. But after 3 minutes, our heads will be below the water level, which gives us another minute and a half, maybe 2 minutes before we need to breath. If we do not escape, we will drown.”

This caused a gasp from several people watching the show.

“Alana would never let herself drown, let alone Elsa. I wonder what the trick is.” I said.

“Maybe we’ll see it.” Linda added.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome my partner in crime today, all the way from Sweden, please give it up for Elsa.”

From next to the water tank, Elsa walked to the front of the podium, dressed in a similar cut swimsuit as Alana, except hers was white. It was clear, based on the amount of whistling that could be heard that the crowd enjoyed the view.

“Some of you may recognize Elsa from yesterdays show, but I guarantee you that she is not connected to the casino and really is a volunteer. And, more importantly, she has no experience escaping from water tanks while chained up.”

Elsa nodded and looked at me. Trying to be professional, she maintained the smile on her face, but after Alana had explained what was going to happen, I could see she was nervous.

“Let’s get this show on the road. Elsa?”

Alana and Elsa walked over to the steel platform that stood next to the tank.

“Please step on the platform, facing the pole and I will do the same.”

Both women stood on the platform. Mason and Gillian, Alana’s assistants, walked up on stage with chains, locks, and handcuffs.

“Wrap your arms around me and Gillian will cuff them.”

Elsa did as Alana asked, having to get close to the pole to be able to wrap her arms around the escape artist. Gillian cuffed first her right hand and then her left, making it impossible for Elsa to step away from the pole.

“Now Mason will cuff my hands behind your back.” Alana said.

She wrapped her arms around Elsa and Mason was able to cuff the young blond hands. Both women were now hugging the other.

“There are two separate chains, each with four locks. Mason and Gillian will wrap us up nice and tight and use all eight locks to keep us from separating. I bet some of you would like to change places with me, right?”

Alana played the crowd, who reacted with cheers and whistles again.

“Make it tight.” Alana instructed the assistance.

It did not take long to wrap the long chains around both Alana and Elsa, covering mostly the main body of the women. They did pull the chains nice and tight, and it felt to Elsa that escaping would be hard, but she trusted Alana. Once Mason and Gillian were done, Alana and Elsa were wrapped in chains and could hardly move.

“Now before Mason will take my mike away, I will explain what is going to happen. The platform will be lifted and lowered into the tank. You will be able to see everything that happens until our heads touch the water. At that moment a curtain will hide us from view. But you will be able to see that nobody else is coming to the rescue and that the platform is not being raised. I must escape my bonds, or we will drown. And all I have is a lockpick. You ready?”

The crowd cheered.

“I can’t hear you.” Alana yelled.

Another cheer came from the crowd.

“Okay, let’s get this thing going.”

Mason took the headset of Alana, handed her the lockpick and signaled to somebody in the back to hoist the platform. The platform got raised to just above the tank, slowly spinning in the air, giving the spectators a good view of their helpless situation.

“Lots of tied up hugging going on this weekend.” I joked, remembering how Linda and Elsa had been tied the night before.

Mason signaled to lower the platform and both he and Gillian guided the platform so that it would sink into the tank with both Elsa and Alana sideways to the public. I could see Alana talking to Elsa but had no idea what was being said. The big clock started counting down from 3 minutes and the platform slowly got lowered into the water. It was easy to see that Alana was working on the cuffs holding her arms around Elsa. The water reached their knees when she got them open.

“One down.” I said, mostly to myself.

I could sense I was a little nervous too.

“Ladies and gentlemen, when they reach the water with their faces, why don’t you try to keep your breath and see if you manage to keep it until these two women are out of the tank.” Gillian suggested to the crowd.

While the platform sank deeper, covering both women completely, a curtain was raised around the tank, hiding the two chained up women from view.

“What did you get yourself into this time.” I thought while I could no longer see both women.
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It is amazing how you keep our interest with the two points of view, [mention]slackywacky[/mention]. Doesn't Elsa need to learn that discretion is the better part of valor? Oh well, viva la indiscretion.
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Ah, nicely told! Elsa seems truly to become a professional. I doubt it will take long before Jim offers her a role. Jack is quite lucky, and in this company, he seems less prone to messing things up. Ah, well. How will this act end? Likely as every escape routine: They will barely make it out.
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I don`t think Elsa is going home soon. She is having too much fun.
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GreyLord wrote: 2 years ago It is amazing how you keep our interest with the two points of view
This time was more of a copy, as most of the action happened for all of them. I just had to change a bunch of 'jacks' into 'I' ;)
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Beaumains wrote: 2 years ago Jack is quite lucky, and in this company, he seems less prone to messing things up. Ah, well.
I bet Jack still knows how to screw it up... Just wait till he bumps into another woman...
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DIRK wrote: 2 years ago I don`t think Elsa is going home soon. She is having too much fun.
We still have some chapters to go, so I agree.
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Chapter 69

“Where you actually in danger at any time?” I asked Elsa.

We stood to the side of the stage where Alana and Elsa had performed the escape trick. Her long blond hair was still a little wet, but that was the only indication that she had been dunked in a water tank while being in chains. The white swimsuit had been replaced by the cut-off jeans, sleeveless t-shirt, and white sneakers with no socks that she had on before. She had linked her right arm into my left and leaned into me, her head resting on my shoulder.

“It looked dangerous enough.” Linda stated.

“Don’t tell them.” Alana grinned.

“Yes, I was in danger since I was handcuffed, chained to another woman, and lowered into a tank of water. It was a little scary, feeling the water rise, while not being able to do anything and knowing that you depend on somebody else to get you out of there as I did not have a lockpick. Not that it would have done me any good if I had a lockpick.”

“You did great though.” Alana laughed.

The crowd had dispersed after the escape, and it was almost time for the race to start. I could hear the introduction of the drivers coming from the speakers inside the stadium. Alana had changed back into the white jeans and deep red blouse we had seen her in earlier in the day. It showed of her curves well.

“I suspect a trick.” Robert laughed, seeing how Elsa and Alana were reacting.

“Duh, you don’t think I would place Elsa in any real danger, do you? Or myself for that matter?”

“Told you.” Robert stated.

“The reason we have bubbles come up from the floor in the water tank is to hide the fact that there are breathing points on the pole that is being used to lift us in the water. The curtain is to hide the fact that we’re putting our lips to the pole to get the air. There is still a danger, but Gillian and Mason keep close watch and can lift us out quick if needed. And the trick is easy. The handcuffs are the most difficult. Once you have them off, the chains are more show than anything else.”

“Smart.” Linda said, impressed by the ingenuity.

“And a trade secret, so do not share please.” Alana added.

“Sure.”

“Shall we go in?” I said, keeping an eye on the time.

“Are you joining us?” Linda asked Alana.

“Yes. I have been asked to perform another trick later today in the Business suite, so I have some spare time.”

We walked to the entrance and got in line for the security check, with it being the VIP entrance the line was not very long, and we entered the building. Some of the suites were located above the regular grandstands, which gave a great view of the full track. The other suites were in a building in the middle of the track. It gave a great view of the pit boxes, but you could not see the whole track. Vegas is a great racetrack for visitors, as the Neon Garage as it was called, allowed the public to get close to the garages. A long tunnel allowed visitors to cross under the track to the center area. The VIP area we were invited to was above the grandstand.

“Have you guys ever been to a race?” I asked Robert while we were in the elevator.

“Years ago, in Michigan.” Robert said, while Linda confirmed she never had been to a race before this weekend.

They were holding hands, while Elsa still kept her arm linked with me.

“Jack took me to the race in Daytona Beach. It was interesting. We don’t have anything like this in Sweden.” Elsa said. “We have rally cross, which is very different from this.”

“I wonder how well these drivers would do in a rally cross.” Robert grinned.

The doors of the elevator opened, and we walked to the VIP lounge. Mason was waiting at the entrance.

“Hi guys.” He greeted us, before connecting with Alana.

“Your equipment is in the business lounge. You know how to get there?”

“Yes, I know how to get across through the tunnel.” Alana grinned.

“Did you need us? They want you at the end of the second stage of the race.”

“Fine by me, that gives me some time to relax. No, I think I have enough help here if I need it.” Alana replied.

Mason left us alone. The lounge was not very full. Busier than yesterday, but not full.

“Doing more dangerous underwater tricks?” Linda asked, while we walked to the table that was reserved for Alana.

“Not really.” Alana sat down while talking. “They asked if I could do a quick trick in the business lounge for a special group, so I agreed doing a straitjacket escape. Nice and simple, but people always love it.”

“It looks hard enough.” Elsa said, remembering seeing people locked in straitjackets in the bondage magazines I had in the truck.

“That all depends on the straitjacket.” Alana replied. “I have several, some are easier than others to escape from. I brought two today…”

Alana left the sentence hanging, while looking at Elsa and Linda.

“What?” Elsa asked while she sat down.

“I figured I could use a volunteer.” Alana grinned.

“You expect us to escape from a straitjacket?” Elsa said, looking at Alana.

“No, I just want to strap one of you into the other jacket and I want you to try to escape. You will probably fail, but that is kind of the point.”

“While we fail, you look great in escaping yours?” Linda said, smiling.

“A little, yes.” Alana laughed. “But no worries, we’ll let you go, eventually.”

“The things we do for you.” Elsa grinned.

“I appreciate it, I really do. And just know that when we do the act, it is not to make you look bad. You probably get more cheers than I will, as everybody is expecting me to escape and you to fail.”

“Oh, the race is starting.” Robert said.

We, that was the two of us, got up and walked over to the windows where we could see the race live. The women stayed behind at the table. There were TV’s hanging everywhere, so it was not like you could miss the race but seeing it in real life was more fun. The screens were useful when you wanted to see the replay.

“Well, we lost them for the next 3 hours.” I heard Linda sigh when we walked to the large windows.

We were just in time to see the pace car turn left into the pits, giving race control to the #12 car. Blaney had gotten pole position. Everybody in the grandstand stood and cheered. The cars passed the start line, the green flag was being shown and the race had started.

“Who are you rooting for?” Robert asked me, as we watched the cars go through turn 1 and 2.

“#2, Keselowski. You?”

“Chase Elliot.”

“Ah, the number 9 car. Not a bad choice. He is doing pretty good this year.” I answered.

“Caution.” Robert said, looking at turn 1.

Three cars had bumped and spun, only with minor damage, so they could all continue, but it had been enough to bring out the caution flag.

“If this is an indication of things to come, we’re in for a spectacle.” I grinned.

Everybody that came to a race was there to see the ‘big one’, although they would all deny that they were. But we all new better. Everybody wanted to see that big crash that would take out 10 cars. Naturally, the car we were rooting for would escape the mayhem.

“Drink?” Robert asked.

We walked to the bar and got us a drink. I noticed the girls already had drinks, so we did not ask them. With our drinks we went back to the windows and watched the race. Against all odds, the race stayed green to the end of stage 1. Linda came up to Robert, kissed him and asked how we were doing.

“Jack is 14th, I am 7th.” He replied.

“But we have lots of racing to do.” I added. “And my driver has several wins here.”

“We’ll be going with Alana to the business lounge at the Neon Garage. You guys can stay here, we’ll come back here afterwards, okay?”

“Fine by us.” I replied.

We just stood at the window watching the race.

“You think Linda is doing good?” I asked Robert.

It took a few moments before he answered.

“I think she is a strong woman and will get over the events of the kidnapping. But I also think that events like last night when she was tied to Elsa will happen again. There will be flashbacks. I just hope that I can be there to help here when needed. And the others, Jim and Diana, Sheila, and Mike, will know what to do if it happens during a photo shoot.”

Robert’s phone started ringing.

“Talking about Jim and Diana…” He grinned while answering the phone.

“Hi Jim.”

Robert listened to the phone, not wanting to put it on speaker with the other guests in the lounge.

“Sure. I know she appreciates it. She was doing fine when she left here 15 minutes ago. Elsa and Alana, the escape artist, are somewhere in another business lounge. Alana was performing a straitjacket escape.”

There was some more conversation on the other side of the call.

“Oh, she is, is she? Show me.”

Robert looked at his screen, before showing me the image. I recognized the brunette, as I had seen her during the call in the hotel room. It was obvious she was completely helpless. Diana was tied, dressed in sexy black lingerie, suspended upside down against a post, her head about a foot from the ground. White ropes circled her body at her ankles, knees, upper thighs, waist, below and above her breasts, and neck. Her arms were hidden behind her back, but it looked like they were tight together. All the ropes were snug, preventing her from slipping down. A white ballgag was in her mouth and a leather blindfold prevented Diana from looking around.

“Wow.” I said, seeing Diana tied so thoroughly.

Jim moved the phone back to his ear.

“You are letting her go anytime soon?” He asked Jim.

I could not hear the answer, but I saw Robert grin.

“Don’t be mean. Hanging upside down for that long could be though. And I know she teased you, Diana always does. We both know she loves to be tied up, but you could overdo it.”

Robert listened to what Jim was saying.

“Okay, and yes, I will say hi to Linda from you. Talk to you soon.

He put his phone back in his pocket.

“How long had she been tied?” I asked.

“Just before the race started.” Robert grinned.

“Wow. She is one tough cookie.” I said, looking at the clock.

If she had been tied before the race started, she had been tied to that pole for over an hour and a half.

“And she was staying there until the race finished?”

“That’s what Jim said.” Robert replied.

Right at that moment there was another crash, just as cars were 3 laps from the end of stage 2. It was not a big crash, but it would mean that the stage would end under caution, which is always a bit of a let down, as the drivers did not get to race for the stage win. The number 11 car was declared the winner of the stage.

“You think Alana, Elsa and Linda are having fun?” Robert asked me, knowing that Alana was doing the escape at the end of stage 2.

“I have no idea.” I replied.
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Still one of my favorite stories in this site! I’ve worked the nascar race in New Hampshire a few times, an escape artist in the fan zone would’ve been a hit. And maybe a tad distracting for people like me.
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Fantastic, as always, [mention]slackywacky[/mention]. Elsa, as usual, up for more bondage. Linda seems to be holding her own against her demons. Alana is a wonderful addition to the story. Does she have a romantic attachment? And to top things off, you worked Diana into the narrative bound in a most stringent manner. Although her pole is stationary, being tied upside down makes her predicament comparable to Lou's Ride.

I predict that you will reach 250,000 views in another month, sometime close to April 19th.
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Great as always! So, Elsa will get tied up in front of another crowd? Alissa seems smart, having a free bondage model to perform with her. It feels like she owes Elsa some reward for all of her hard work.
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TightsBound wrote: 2 years ago Still one of my favorite stories in this site! I’ve worked the nascar race in New Hampshire a few times, an escape artist in the fan zone would’ve been a hit. And maybe a tad distracting for people like me.
I bet it would be distracting, but I highly recommend adding it to the fan zone ;)
Glad you still like it. I do suggest reading the last BMBC chapter, as the stories are partly different this time around.
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Beaumains wrote: 2 years ago It feels like she owes Elsa some reward for all of her hard work.
I bet Elsa will be tied up soon enough as thanks for what she did ;)
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GreyLord wrote: 2 years ago I predict that you will reach 250,000 views in another month
Not really trying though, happens mostly because people seem to like my story, but it is a nice feeling.
Your banner reminds me of the old Star Trek series... the women were often clothed like that.
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Beaumains wrote: 2 years ago Great as always! So, Elsa will get tied up in front of another crowd? Alissa seems smart, having a free bondage model to perform with her. It feels like she owes Elsa some reward for all of her hard work.
Surely seems that Way :) What never fails to amaze me is the way your characters interact. One of the Parts I loved most in this Chapter was the Conversation Robert and Jack were having about Linda, dealing with the Trauma of her Abduction. It is good to know, that Linda has so good friends to rely on.
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Caesar73 wrote: 2 years ago What never fails to amaze me is the way your characters interact.
Maybe experience (another word for saying that I am old) helps here. And being in a service oriented job also helps. For most of my life I interacted with clients and that teaches you what works in communication and what does not. I try to keep the conversations natural, even when the subject is not that common (like bondage).
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slackywacky wrote: 2 years ago
Caesar73 wrote: 2 years ago What never fails to amaze me is the way your characters interact.
I try to keep the conversations natural, even when the subject is not that common (like bondage).
That works out fine, if you ask me. How shall I describe. Your conversations have a certain fluidity, they seemed never to be forced, or construed imho :)
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Thank you to all who read my stories. This chapter (below) is a little shorter than normal, just because most of the stuff that happened did not involve Jack, so I would advice to read the Bondage Model By Choice story, to get the full story line.

It won't be long before these two story lines split up again and go their separate ways. Enjoy it while you can!
Below you will find chapter 70 of this story, that is 375 pages and 169,095 words long (according to MS-Word). Have fun!
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Chapter 70

“Oh well, that was close.” I grinned, seeing how the #9 car made a dash at the end for the win, but fell short about a car length.

“Yes, but second place is not bad.” Robert replied.

The race had not been the most interesting one, but that happens occasionally, but still at the end three cars had fought for the win and the Penske #12, driven by Blaney, had pulled ahead in the last round. My favorite, the #2 car, was nowhere to be seen this race. Fuel issues had meant that he ended in 27th position. Not the result I wanted.

“I wonder where the girls are.” Robert said, looking around, before noticing Linda and Elsa at the table and Alana at the bar. “Oh, they made it up here already.”

“Looks like Elsa is on the receiving end of a practical joke again.” I grinned, seeing the straitjacket.

The race was over, and we walked back to the table.

“Nice race?” Linda asked, ignoring the fact that Elsa was sitting at the table in a straitjacket.

“The wrong car won.” I grinned.

“Looks like somebody did not escape.” Robert said, seeing Elsa.

“Do we have any plans for the rest of the day?” Linda asked.

“I have the rest of the day off. I was planning on going for a hike in Red Rock Canyon National Park. The forecast for tonight is clear skies and there should be a meteorite storm after 9 PM. You are welcome to join me.”

“That sounds like fun, but I do not have good hiking boots.” Elsa replied.

“The hotel has a good store; you can find some there.” Alana stated. “And any other gear you might need. The trails are not difficult, and the weather will stay nice. It will cool down, but nothing major tonight.”

“I would love to come along.” Linda added to the conversation.

“Looks like we’ll be hiking tonight.” Robert grinned.

“I was going to take Elsa out for a day or two somewhere in the desert, but I also must get back onto the road, I don’t make money sitting around here, so this might be a good alternative. And we’ll probably find some other locations to hike too while on the road, assuming she is coming along with me.”

“You mean more bondage?” Elsa replied, shaking her upper body that was covered in heavy canvas.

The others laughed, while I turned red.

“Yes, that too. You are dangerously beautiful; I need to keep you restrained.” I replied.

“Ah, how sweet.” Linda said.

The VIP room was getting empty now that the race was over, and the group grabbed their stuff and headed for the car.

“I already know where you are staying, so let’s meet at 7?” Alana asked Robert.

“Don’t you need this back?” Elsa asked, indicating she was still strapped in.

“Yeah, tonight will be fine.” Alana grinned and waved goodbye.

Robert, Linda, Elsa, and I walked back to our car in the VIP area. The race had been quick, not many accidents, so it was only 4 PM. That meant we had some time before meeting up with Alana for the hike.

“Let’s get you some shoes.” I said while walking back to the car.

Even here there were people who wanted to take a photo of Elsa and she indulged them. Once they made it to the car, Elsa grinned as she was helped into the backseat of the Jeep. The seatbelt was put in place and the others got in the car.

“All good?” Robert asked before starting the car, which was hot from being in the sun all day.

“Jag är så redo som jag någonsin kommer att vara.” Elsa replied.
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It was just the right length for what you had to say, [mention]slackywacky[/mention]. I do hope Elsa won't have to hike in the straitjacket.
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GreyLord wrote: 2 years ago I do hope Elsa won't have to hike in the straitjacket.
No, but I would not be surprised if somebody will get tied up. I have not written the chapter yet. I pulled up Las Vegas on google maps and noticed the park, which seemed like a great place to hike, which gave me the idea for the next chapter. Now I just have to write it ;)
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slackywacky wrote: 2 years ago
GreyLord wrote: 2 years ago I do hope Elsa won't have to hike in the straitjacket.
No, but I would not be surprised if somebody will get tied up. ... Now I just have to write it ;)
No, I would not be surprised either. Happily.
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Good to know, that Elsa might stay longer in the States - and who knows, what the future brings? Jack would be a Moron if he lets Elsa slip from his grasp :)
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Caesar73 wrote: 2 years ago Jack would be a Moron if he lets Elsa slip from his grasp :)
We're men, we do weird things at times :lol:
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