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THE SKIP TRACER
Cindy Prell is employed in a profession which most people have little knowledgeof. At 27 years old, 5'9, 125 lb, eye catching brunette works as a bail enforcementagent more commonly known as a skip tracer or bounty hunter. She is employedby the Acme Bail Bond Agency of New York City. Her job is to track down, arrestand transport bail jumpers to jail to protect the company from the financialconsequences of forfeiting its bail bond.
Cindy pursues both male and female jumpers but females are her favorite.After finishing a workout at the health club Cindy answered a voice mail onher cell directing her to contact her boss at Acme. Upon doing so she learnedthat about two months ago the agency had written a $50,000 bail bond on AnnBrown, a 37 year old employee of a brokerage firm accused of embezzling $200,000from her employer. Anne had skipped and could not be found in the NYC area.Through sources the fugitive was found to be living in a suburb of Chicago.It was Cindy's assignment to capture Anne and transport her back to NYC. Thismeant traveling alone by van to Chicago where she would meet up with a maleskip tracer affiliated with Acme. Together they would arrest the fugitive andCindy alone would transport her back to NYC by van.
Locating the fugitive was no problem and the two skip tracers followed theirquarry to a supermarket and watched her go inside. Cindy parked the van directlynext to the fugitive's car and awaited her return. Ann was a plump red headtype around 5'5” and 150 lb. wearing a blue business suit. Cindy, a bisexual,occasionally took liberties with her female captives but so far nothing aboutthis one particularly aroused her.
Within 20 minutes their quarry emerged from the store carrying a shoppingbag her pursue over her shoulder. Cindy and her partner calmly exited theirvan timed just right to intercept Ann as she worked to her car. “Excuseme Miss Brown, I am a bail agent for the Acme Agency and you are under arrest”.The clearly surprised fugitive offered no resistance as the male tracer tookher purse and shopping bag from her. “Can't we work something out” repliedthe fugitive. Cindy just smiled and quickly Ann's hands behind her back usingdouble hinged metal cuffs. The fugitive was then ordered into the cargo compartmentof the van and made to lay face down on the floor. This was done with suchspeed and precision it's unlikely anyone else noticed it.
The side and rear doors of the van could be opened from the inside so itwas necessary to use extensive restraints to prevent a prisoner from escaping.At restraining techniques Cindy excelled. A duffel bag in the van carried allthe tools of the trade. The first step was to attach a thick leather collararound the prisoner's neck and padlock it. Several rings were attached theto the van floor. Cindy used a plastic handcuff to attach the ring on the collarto a floor ring allowing only about 6” for head movement. Next came aharness type gag. The surprised prisoner tried fighting the gag was easilyovercome. Next a rubber hood was pulled over Ann's head with openings for onlythe nose and mouth. The large ball of the gag protruded conspicuously throughthe opening.
Cindy turned her attention next to the prisoner's handcuffs. Keeping herhands cuffed behind her back for an overnight trip was clearly risking injury.Therefore Cindy attached a special leather restraining belt tightly aroundAnn's waist with metal cuffs on each side and towards the rear of the belt.The initial handcuffs were removed and quickly replaced with the belted cuffs.Last a set of leg irons with about an 8” chain were attached to her ankleswith the chain looped under a floor ring to minimize leg movement.
Satisfied that her prisoner was adequately immobilized, gagged and blindfoldedit was explained to her she would be restrained in this manner for the entiretrip but they would be stopping at a “safe house” where Ann wouldbe bedded down for the night in suitable restraints of course. Cindy brieflytormented her prisoner by running her hands through Ann's panties. Cindy couldnot help but notice that her sex was exceeding moist not uncommon for a femalein restraint. “You're a real cutie and I'm going to have some fun withyou later” purred Cindy before emerging from the rear of the van andlocking the doors.
Cindy started up the engine and drove her male assistant back to where theyhad met and they parted. With her captive secure in the rear Cindy began thelong drive back to NYC.
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