Pokémon chapter 4 – New frontiers (Patreon)

Elesa was musing a happy tune as she enjoyed her hot shower. She’d had a long day of photoshoots, interviews and even a few satisfying gym challengers.

“Today was one of the most hectic days in months!” She sighed. “And my tour of Unova will be starting next week so things are unlikely to slow down anytime soon.”

The slender blonde smiled as she rinsed out her hair. “Luckily most of the Gym work is covered by my Ace Trainers, they weed out a lot of contenders. If not for them, I’d feel terribly guilty about leaving for such long periods of time.”

After washing the last remnants of soap from her gorgeous body, Elesa stepped out of the shower and dried herself off with a fluffy white towel.

It wasn’t until she’d put on her yellow thong and bra that she noticed something weird out of the corner of her eye.

Her pokéballs were surrounded by small black steel frames. She cautiously walked over and tried prising her precious Pokémon from the small cage-like spheres. But try as she might, the steel wouldn’t budge.

“What in the world is going on?!”

“I can answer that.” A deep voice startled the golden-haired model.

He was a tall, very muscular man. An imposing figure even without the jet-black combat suit currently intimidating Elesa.

“Who are you?!” She shrieked, covering her semi-naked body with her arms. “Paparazzi?”

“Not exactly, I’m not satisfied with stealing a simple photograph. I want the real deal!”

“W-what?!”

What followed was not so much as struggle as it was a one-sided overpowering. Without her Pokémon, Elesa didn’t stand a chance at the heavily trained and combat experienced mercenary.

He wrestled her up against the wall and buckled leather cuffs around her wrists, locking them down and even connecting them with three padlocks in all.

The blonde groaned as her arms were drawn even closer together when Latro repeated this for her elbows, drawing in her shoulders and forcing her to thrust out her chest to a degree not even the cheekiest photoshoot would demand!

He moved on to lock her ankles together next.

“Stop it! Let me go or e-lffh!”

He buckled a large yellow ball gag into her screaming mouth.

“I don’t get why you’re making all this racket, no one will-”

“ELESA?!” A young woman suddenly shouted from behind.

Latro jumped to his feet, his heart jumping right along with him at the sudden intrusion. 

"What the-?!" He growled as he his gaze to the door, leaving the slender gym leader to squirm beside his feet.

He found himself looking at a pair of young Pokémon trainers.

They were called Hilda and Rosa, and they were there on a surprise visit to Elesa during their travels. Having heard the screaming from the open bathroom window, they hadn’t bothered to ring the doorbell and rushed up the stairs.

They would’ve been better off calling out a Pokémon and flying up. Confined inside the house, their options for combat were limited. At least if they wanted to leave Elesa’s place in one piece.

Crap! I didn’t plan for this! Latro cursed, a tad slow in reacting since he didn't want to alarm his unwanted guests. If even one Pokémon made it out, this job could turn into a headache of extreme proportions.

Hilda and Rosa were equally startled, looking from their friend to that imposing man looming over her. Since the light came from behind him his hulking figure cast a rather imposing shadow over the two girls.

“Hmmnnfff!” The slender model suddenly wailed, her eyes wide with fright as she squirmed around the floor and made her padlocks jingle softly. She even tried kicking her cuffed legs into her assailant, but his thick combat boots nullified her blow.

Her frantic behaviour did unfreeze the two brunettes.

“Who are you?” Hilda asked angrily.

“What are you doing to Elesa?” Rosa added.

“This is... a new concept of photoshoot?” He tried to joke.

“Nice try!” Hilda glared at him.

Instinctively, the two girls reached for their thighs to call out a Pokémon.

That manoeuvre finally spurred Latro into action. He had been working on a contingency for this kind of emergency.

Ever since his second mission the red-haired mercenary had been thinking of ways to tackle surprise visits. On that mission he had gone out to capture Flannery, but had been forced to make his move early, on a public beach no less. The job was a success nonetheless, but since that had been more luck than skill it had left a bad taste in his mouth.

That was why, during every mission afterwards he always had a stash of zipties on hand to incapacitate surprise enemies. But more importantly, he had been experimenting with methods to pre-emptively neutralize Pokémon.

Time to see if these things work as intended...

He reached into a pouch hanging from the back of his belt and pulled out two small devices that looked like four-pronged clamps. He pressed the button at the back and opened it up, immediately throwing it at Hilda’s and Rosa’s raised hands with frightening accuracy.

The moment the clamps made contact with the Pokéballs, they clung to them by closing their arms around the red-and-white orbs. The clamps were large enough to cover two-thirds of the full-sized balls, making them difficult to pry off.

“What the-?!” Hilda yelped as she tried to pull off the clamp preventing her pignite from coming out.

“Mrrgg! I can’t get it off!” Her brunette friend beside her gasped flustered.

Their momentary focus on their sealed pokéballs was natural, but also their biggest mistake. It provided Latro with a chance to close the distance and deliver a powerful blow to both their guts.

The girls crashed to their knees, dropping their pokéballs and clutching their stomachs. They were still trying to fill their lungs with air again when Latro shoved them to the ground and kept them pinned there by planting a knee on each of their backs.

“Owww!” Rosa mewled. “Get off of us!”

“You jerk!” Hilda growled with what little air breath she had remaining. The svelte trainer tried to push herself up and crawl out from underneath him. But her assailant was far too heavy.

“Hmnnnn!” Elesa screamed in equal despair as she saw her friends being pinned down beneath her captor.

I have to help them!

The slender blonde wriggled towards the washing basin where her own pokéballs were resting. She kicked the side of the basin with all her might, creating enough of a shock to make them tumble down and into her lap.

Yes! She thought with a brief slight of relief as she tensed her stomach muscles and sat upright. The flexible model reached around with her cuffed arms to grasp the pokéball holding one of her Emolgas. But no matter from which angle she examined it, that small black cage didn't seem to have a release.

It didn't matter from which direction she tried to pull at the thin but sturdy steel rods, the cage wouldn't open up.

"MRNNNRRRN!"

A burst of pure rage escaped her gagged lips.

Come on! Open up!

She glanced over at Rosa and Hilda, who had the same despairing look in their eyes.

Since both girls had been prevented from running by Latro's hulking frame resting on their fragile bodies, he easily managed to unclip their pokébelts and swiftly stored all their Pokémon in his secure spherical cages. After that followed the ones temporarily locked by his pincers.

“NO!” Hilda and Rosa screeched as they saw their precious friends being cut off from coming to their aid.

Their fates had been sealed. Squirm as they might, neither Rosa nor Hilda could put any fight against the burly mercenary as he cuffed their wrists and ankles together using his plastic zip ties, even connecting them into hogties so strict their backs arched and forced their chests to lift off the floor!

“Uughhh!” Hilda groaned in pain as she rocked back and forth a little from trying to tear her plastic cuffs. But all she accomplished was digging the thin straps into her fair skin.

“Oowww!” Her companion wailed as she experienced the same pressure on her wrists and ankles, accompanied by an even heavier pull on her chest thanks to her larger bust size.

For good measure, Latro also balled the girls’ hands into fists and taped them up to remain that way.

“Why are you doing this?” The young trainers demanded to know as Latro got busy with the tape.

“Money.” Was his callous reply. “Although the two of you weren’t on my radar. No offense.”

Before they could question him any further, both brunettes were silenced by a silk handkerchief that had thunderbolts embroidered along the edges. He slipped it past their soft pink lips, followed by a thorough tape wrap that covered the lower half of their faces and even parts of their slender necks!

“Mmmnnnn!” The two girls hollered in despair, but scarcely managed to produce a single decibel.

A dark feeling of dread overcame the three Pokémon trainers as their situation started to set in.

They had been bound, gagged, and completely cut off from their best chance at escape: their Pokémon.

Elesa glared at Latro as he turned his attention to her again.

“Ooh ihuh aih fhoh ish (You will pay for this)!”

“On the contrary, I will get paid for this.” He smirked as he threw the electric gym leader over his shoulder and smacked her firm buttocks.

“OOW! OHW AIHHR HOO (HOW DARE YOU)!” She shrieked, kicking her legs around to try and hit him back.

But he just chuckled with an amused smirk. “Let’s go doll.” He chimed as he walked out of the bathroom, leaving Hilda and Rosa behind to roll around the tiled floor.

The cute brunettes lied on their sides as they looked towards their pokéballs. Even without the cages, their taped up hands would make it impossible to get any of their partners out. But those small black metal frames were still one of the most depressing sights they’d ever seen.

Their hearts sank and they chewed on the handkerchiefs in their mouths to stop the tears from flowing.

This is horrible! Rosa thought to herself. 

The anguished look on her friend’s face showed she felt the same way.

We’re completely stuck like this. The slenderer trainer thought despondently. I’m sorry Elesa, Rosa. I messed up by letting that fiend catch me off guard... I have to do something!

It wasn't just Hilda who felt that way. As tight and unforgiving as their restraints, neither girl wanted to surrender without a fight.

So, Rosa and Hilda started squirming around frantically. They began pulling with both arms on the zip ties trapping their hands behind their back. The holes were much too narrow to slip their hands out of, but if they could create just a little more room, maybe they stood a chance. Thoughts like that were what spurred the two youngsters to bite through the painful bite of the plastic cuffs.

But they wouldn't budge, and with their bodies contorted into those strict hogties the two brunettes expended a lot more energy than normal.

"Ahn hoo geh oww (can you get out)?" Rosa asked nervously after the zip ties had dug into her skin so deep she had to rest for a while.

"Mrggnn!" Her less busty friend groaned back, telling the cute trainer all she had to know.

"mhnn mn whh mn (what do we do)? The twin-tailed trainer mewled.

But Hilda remained silent. She couldn't think of any way to turn their situation around.

The thought of working on each other's restraints came to mind. But after trying to flex their fingers countless times and failing to stretch the tape, it had become clear that they didn't have that luxury either.

"MMNNRRNN!" Rosa suddenly moaned, louder than ever.

In an act of desperation, she'd begun pulling on both her arms and legs at the same time to put as much pressure on the hogtie zip as possible, hoping it would tear. It had the effect of raising her impressive chest and slender legs off the ground, putting a lot of strain on her wrists, ankles and back. But the determined brunette persevered, working her shapely body to the limit.

But she didn't feel any change in her situation. Her ankles and feet remained equally close together. The zip tie wasn't stretching, nor did it show any sign of tearing. 

Hilda meanwhile looked at her friend with wide eyes. The way her face coloured red, she honestly feared the brunette was going to collapse from her effort!

I don't think I could even manage to bend my body that far, let alone keep it that way!

That only made it more disappointing for both girls when Rosa was eventually forced to acknowledge defeat. 

Rosa and Hilda remained securely hogtied, and they had found out the hard way there was nothing they could do about it.

Ever since becoming Pokémon trainers, they had never felt helpless. No matter how dire the situation, they had always had their trusted partners to fall back on. With them now in those black spheres, it felt like the ground had disappeared beneath their feet.

I'm sorry you guys. Hilda apologised to her Pokémon. This is all my fault...

I'll get you guys out of there. Rosa promised silently. Just hold on!

When Latro returned to pick up all of the sealed pokéballs, Hilda and Rosa howled in rage and protest, but he just laughed as he slipped all of the red and white sphered into a small duffle bag and swung both it and Hilda over his shoulder.

“Be right back for you, cutie.” He told a trembling Rosa.

Hilda meanwhile was moaning loudly since lying on his shoulder was increasing the pressure on her much too short hogtie zip. Luckily she didn’t have to endure the strain for very long. The unmarked black van Latro had prepared was sitting right outside of Elesa’s house, and just barely big enough to accommodate the four girls he had snatched up.

Yes, four girls. Because when Hilda was tossed into the back she was greeted not just by Elesa, but by a frantic and furious Skyla as well! 

The pilot slash gym leader had had her arms boxtied and her legs frogtied. A harness hag defiled her delicate features. Worst of all was the red ball gag at the center. That thing had been forced between Skyla's lips, and was already causing them and the rubber ball itself to shimmer from all her forced salivation.

The feisty redhead had barely sat still for a minute since waking up inside the back of Latro’s van. But having found her ropes too secure to untie and her pokémon nowhere in reach, the poor gym leader hadn’t made any progress at all.

“Yhoo too (You too)?!” Skyla yelped in shock as Hilda rolled onto her back to try and stretch the ache out of her muscles.

“mfnha (Skyla)?!” Hilda gapsed in equal surprise.

Just how many people is this guy trying to capture?! Don’t tell me he’s going after all gym leaders in Unova?!

After Latro returned from his third trip with Rosa, he locked the van doors and drove off to a remote airfield. His stealth aeroplane was waiting there. The mercenary drove his vehicle into the loading bay and pulled up the loading ramp so it sealed the hull.

After tethering the van down so it wouldn’t shift around he got in the cockpit and fired up the engines.

“Four girls in a single night. That's a new record. And a major haul. I wonder if I can squeeze a bonus out of those mobsters for that cute pair of brunettes I caught by accident...”

The satisfied smirk didn’t leave his face until he was well over halfway back to his base in Jotho, at which point the fatigue started to hit him.

I’ve been awake for roughly 36 hours. Should have planned an extra day between my flight and that night raid on Clair’s mansion. I need to get some proper sleep before I tackle the last batch of targets. Especially when you consider their reputation...