This story contains elements of bondage and lesbian relationship. If this offends you, I advise you to leave now.
This story is a sequel to Pokemon: From A to M and Pokemon: The Pervert so if you didn't read those, maybe you should first.
It was getting late. It was already dark out, the sun having left the sky over two hours ago. The clerk was preparing to close shop for the day. No one came in during nights and when they did, it wasn't for anything urgent. The young woman ran her fingers through her curly blonde hair and took off her apron, revealing the shirt and leggings underneath. She sighed with a slight smile. She was just going to restock the shelves and go home for the day.
But just as she turned around to head into the storage, she heard the familiar sound of the door opening, allowing entrance to a customer.
"I'm sorry.", the clerk said, turning around with the standard smile she put on for customers, "We're closed. Maybe you could... come back... tomor-"
She briefly caught sight of a purple-haired woman in a black uniform and thigh-high boots before she dropped to the floor, the sleep powder having taken it's intended effect.
The woman, who wasn't a customer at all, smiled triumphantly and called her pokemon back, slipping the pokeball into it's intended place on her belt.
"Sorry, I'm just here to get something~", she said with a sultry voice and took the clerk's arms, pulling her behind the counter. She turned her on her stomach and took loops of rope from her belt. With skilful fingers she tied the clerk's wrists, elbows and knees together and tied her ankles to her wrists, leaving her in a hogtie. Producing two cloths she shoved one into the woman's mouth and tied the second over it.
Satisfied with her work, she patted her victim's behind and stood up, heading for the storage with calm steps, her heels clicking on the floor. It was a standard job, get in, get the thing, get out. She was starting to feel under-appreciated. She wondered if Ariana would give her more challenging jobs soon.
She stepped into the storage to begin her search, but was abruptly interrupted by someone grabbing her arms and turning them onto her back, while turning her around and pressing her against the wall, face first.
"Good evening, Miss Rocket.", a voice said as a second person unbuckled her belt, taking away her pokeballs, "We've been expecting you."
"Who are you!? Unhand me!" She struggled but the woman holding her was far stronger. Her leg was pressed against the wall by the attacker's knee and when she tried to sweep with the other, she feared for her balance.
The ripping sound of unwinding tape broke through the air and soon enough she felt it press against her forearms, pulling them together tightly. The attacker grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, slamming her against the wall again. With shock, she was staring into two familiar faces.
"Younnggmmpfh!", she screamed as Vivianne stuffed cloth into her mouth, enough to make her cheeks bulge, after which Kenna slapped a piece of tape onto her lips. Not yet satisfied, she tore off several longer pieces and plastered the Rocket Member's cheeks and lips in several layers.
"That should keep her quiet, right?", the black-haired girl asked her partner, only to be proven wrong by the angry protesting of the purple-haired woman.
"I guess not.", Vivi said dryly, roughly pulling the woman down onto the floor, grabbing her legs to keep her from kicking while Kenna pulled off the boots so the tape would hold better as she was wrapping it around the woman's bare thighs and legs, only leaving the knees and feet free.
The two stood up and watched Miss Rocket struggle on the floor, mumbling angryly.
"You think that's enough, Kenna?", Vivi asked with staged curiosity.
"I don't know, Vivi, I still have a whole second roll. It would be a shame if it were to go to waste."
The Rocket Member's expression changed from anger to wide-eyed panic. She started shaking her head, looking up at Vivi who grabbed her by the shoulders of her uniform, pulling her up into a sitting position.
Kenna slapped the end of the second roll against the woman's hip and started wrapping it around her body and arms, mummifying her torso all the way up to her breasts, encasing them in tight layers of tape.
"There, that should do it.", Kenna said with a grin, slapping the taped chest and pushing the woman down again.
"Do you have the disc?"
"It was on her belt."
"Good, let's go."
The two of them stood up and left for the door, the belt in hand, turning around at the sill.
"We'll tip of the police, don't worry, you'll only be here until morning.", Vivi grinned with satisfaction.
"Be nice now~", Kenna sing-songed and blew a kiss before turning off the light and slamming the door shut.
The supposed clerk let out a sigh of relief as her gag was removed and the girls started untying the knots.
"Thanks again for playing the bait, Ivy.", Kenna said with a gently smile.
"No problem!", the blonde exclaimed, "That was exciting! Maybe I should consider doing grunt work!"
"Don't.", Vivi said flatly, "It sucks."