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"Mfmfpfhfpmmmm!" Yuffie Kisaragi mewed into her tape gag, several strips of silver tape keeping her quiet as she remains chair bound thanks to rope binding her wrists tightly behind the chair. More rope wrapping around her chest with her legs parted as more rope was around her thickly sock ankles to the back of the chair legs. "Mmgghrhrnrm!" she grunted out sharply while pulling more at her bonds, the rope straining to her pulls as the chair creaked and rocked slightly as she let out another flustered grunt through her gag as she glared at her captors, a local mafia group. "Awwww, did the little Wutai whelp thought she could steal from us on Christmas Eve?" a large gang goon chuckled as he walked up to Yuffie while tapping a night stick in his hand. "Hehehe, might be looking for something to stuff her stocking with!" another goon said while cracking his knuckles. "Oh, we'll stuff her tonight, that is for sure, you ninja reject!" the first goon said as Yuffie narrowed her eyes at

DISCLAIMER: This story contains themes of bondage, kidnapping, sexual situations, grumpy ninjas, kinky writers, and holiday cheer. If that's not your thing, you know what to do. This is the first in a series of holiday stories based around the OCs myself and many of my associates here on DA. I hope that you enjoy, and stick around for the next parts as they come out. And Happy Holidays. ^^ ------------- "Hn. 271 Roffey Street. This should be the place. Looks quaint. Ordinary. Totally average…" A pair of furitive eyes stared across a snow-covered suburban neighbourhood. An unassuming, homely place, now lit up with countless glowing green and red lights, colourful lawn ornaments, wreaths and holly, and every other kind of decoration imaginable. There was so much to see, the observer's vision could be pulled in countless directions all at once. Yet, her eyes were trained on one spot, and one spot only. The only house on the streets that was not decorated for the holiday season. A