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Miho was having her regular walk through the park early in the morning, when other people would still be in bed or having breakfast. The blue sky and singing birds always cleared her mind of her unhappy thoughts, and she felt comfortable walking in her purple Victorian style-adjacent dress.
It had started out as a small hobby, with nothing more than skirts and tops, but slowly she grew confident in buying a whole dress. Not confident enough though to show it to people, believing they would ridicule her for her taste.
So when she saw a group stand block the path on front of her, Miho made the decision not to pass them over the grass or ask if she could pass through. She turned right and wandered through the bushes, even with the risk of tearing her dress.
It was a shocking surprise when she nearly bumped into a bound woman standing in the middle of an open patch of grass.
The urge to walk past her and pretend she wasn’t there was high, but something withheld her from doing that. Was it the way her blonde hair was styled in almost the same Victorian style as Miho’s? Or the woman’s eyes focused on her, almost pleading, with a weird mouthing preventing her to speak?
She looked so vulnerable standing there in her shiny yellow outfit while a straitjacket and something keeping her legs together prevented her from moving a lot, yet it made Miho wonder how she got here in the first place. Looking around the woman, she saw a long, brown coat stuck to a bush behind her. Maybe that group from before was looking for her now, having brought her here while having draped the coat over her as to not attract unwanted attention
'Don't worry,' she whispered with newfound courage, 'I'm going to get you out of here.'
But how could she, if this woman was bound like that? Legs tied together, high heels making things even more unbalanced and those clothes making her stand out.
So instead, Miho opted to remove the gag first and the rest later, preventing any misunderstandings. Imagine if people saw them together, they would immediately think she was the one taking her. Miho could not survive the shame that would follow. Imprisonment she would survive, but not the rumors as "told you she was like that" and "never a good bone in her body".
Shaking those thoughts away, she went to work to keep her mind busy, reaching for the mouth thing. It was tightly inside the woman’s mouth, but with precise and patient pulls she managed to slowly budge it out and leave her to breathe more easily.
'Siah, where are you?' A woman's voice, followed by another.
'Dang it, I told you not to do that. Now she's gone.'
Her captors, Miho realized, and went to work quicker, finally undoing the thing. After that reached for the leg restraints, not aware of a cloth in the woman's mouth making her unable to speak. Only mumbles and shakes of her head, which she did as if trying to tell her something.
'Hey!' A woman in red and black patterned clothes stormed at them. 'Get away from Siah.'
Miho stepped back in surprise and stumbled to the ground, not sure what to do now. The urge to defend this helpless person was still there, but she was way to small to take on this strong woman.
Her chances grew even slimmer when more woman appeared, all dressed in different colors.
'Siah, there you are. We were worried about you.'
The woman, officially Siah now, mumbled something and managed to spit the ball out. 'Sebin, it's okay. She was just trying to help.'
Sebin turned to Siah and then back to Miho. 'Really?'
Miho nodded faintly, terrified of the woman in front of her.
'Why didn't you say so then?' Her sharp tone was gone, a smile having taken its place. 'Sorry about that, we were doing a themed photoshoot and she was asked a bit too much. Here, let me help you back up.'
She reached her hand to Miho, but she instead turned around and crawled out of the bushes, ignoring the voices behind her. These people were odd and she wanted nothing to do with them
After a bit of crawling and dodging pricky and itchy plants she finally escaped the bushes, only to bump right into someone's leg.
'Oh, am I in your way? Sorry, I would hate to trouble you.'
Looking up, relief watched over her when it was an older, more mature woman with dark-green hair and matching green clothes, and unlike the redhead she radiated a more calming presence.
Miho shook her head, a faint noise coming out of her as she wanted to tell the woman things, but her throat felt blocked.
'No need to apologize for my sake. My name is Eunhae, what is yours?'
'M-Miho,' she managed.
'A most splendid name. Want my help to be back on your feet?'
She reached out her hand, and this time Miho took the invitation.
Just when she found the courage to speak to this elegant woman about the things happening in the bushes, the redhead other woman appeared out of it, and Miho quickly hid behind Eunhae, hoping this refined lady would protect her.
'Hello girls,' Eunhae said. 'Is Siah safely back?'
'Yep,' the redhead said. 'Someone removed the gag and it vanished in the bushes however, so the rest of the photoshoot will be without it.'
‘That’s a shame. Siah, are you okay? We won't add that thing anymore.'
Miho peeked from behind the refined woman's back, and the redhead immediately noticed. 'Hey, that's the one.'
'Sebin, give her some space please. She meant well,' Siah said as she hobbled out of the bushes, flanked by two woman, one with blue and one with orange hair, and behind her a woman with black hair.
'I am,' Sebin scoffed. 'Alright, alright, I'll stand over there.'
She stomped off and Miho dared to show herself again, still standing next to Eunhae.
'S-sorry for the troubles,' Miho murmured.
Siah giggled. 'There were none, I appreciate that you tried to help, at least. Most would have run away at the sight.'
They talked a bit more, and Miho felt a bit relieved and stupid when she heard why Siah was in such tight restraints. A themed photoshoot to show the beauty of restraints and latex outside of kink, an odd theme but Miho wasn’t one to judge.
‘Want to stay with us for a while to watch the photoshoot? We’ll go around the park for different takes. Sebin will make sure nobody will bother us.’
She had no reason to object, and that redhead would be a great deterrent from people asking questions or ridiculing her. And since none of them had commented on her clothes, she felt sage with them.
‘F-fine with me.’
‘We’ll be great company, don’t you worry.’ A shorter blue-haired girl said with a grin. ‘Either way, you won’t be bothered by me. Oh, the name is Ahri by the way.’
Miho stayed quiet after that while the rest of them went to do their photoshoot of Siah and her latex outfit and restraints, the woman very flexible despite the restraints. She seemed to enjoy herself very well, laughing out loud with the other girls whenever her outfit squeaked or she stumbled into the grass.
It was odd to see that she wasn’t bothered by people having full-view to her body, or the material shaping to her form. Maybe it was because she was an extrovert with little to no care about other people’s opinions.
While anyone else would feel encouraged by this and try and become more extroverted, Miho didn’t want to change and preferred not to take the front spot. While it was cool to see, she saw the park was getting more crowded as well. Too much for her liking.
‘I... have to go.’
Siah nodded. 'Of course. 'Nara, Ahri, Iru, anyone? Can you write down my number?'
'Want another friend?' Ahri said. 'Got bored of us already?'
'Very funny Ahri,' Siah said deadpan, but her smile betrayed her.
'Here,' the orange-haired, Nara said, handing Miho a note.
Siah chuckled. 'Nara to the rescue as always.'
Miho gave her number too, as it were basic courtesy. Not that she expected Siah to call her, she would not be worth their time anyway. But the thought was nice. After waving them goodbye once more she headed off, clutching her dress tightly and shaking her head a bit, embarrassed by the whole thing.
But that Siah, who was talking so casually while restrained so tightly, she intrigued Miho just a bit. Just enough that when Siah called her to hang out, Miho would accept without hesitation for the first time in her life, resulting in a beautiful blooming friendship that would last forever.