Weights and a cat(Barbara and Cougra)

It did not take long to wake up for Barbara as it was not very easy to find a suitable dose for a girl her size. She was really surprised to find herself unable to move.
*...What...?*
She thought, moaning silently through the gag while shaking her head and opening her eyes, slowly finding out what was happening while looking around in a try to find out what had happened to her. And who was responsible for that? Granted, there were numerous people who had some grudge with Barbara and Sayuri, but this was a little bit too much in her thoughts.

Cougra would put her hood back on and wear a black hockey mask to conceal her identity for the time being. As soon as she saw Barbara wake up, she would slowly walk into the room and stop at least two feet from the bed. She remained silent as she slowly took out a knife and a small sharpener to make sure the blade wasn't dull. She would only glare at Barbara while sharpening the blade just to see how she'll react.

At this moment, Cougra wanted to freak out her victim, but she wouldn't kill her with the knife.

Barbara was finally more aware of her surroundings, but what she saw was not exactly helpful for her thought process. Someone had bound her and dragged her somewhere else, although she somehow realized that she had still the same clothes on and whoever that was, was a girl and probably too small to pull her far away.

"HNN!"
This all went out of the window when the girl sharpened a knife, causing Barbara to panic and flop around on the floor.

When finished sharpening her blade, Cougra would put the sharpener aside and her knife in her holder in the pocket before coming towards Barbara. She would pick her victim up and tossed her onto the bed. From there, she would go onto the bed to be on top of Barba and start to feel her body and face.

After that, Cougra took out her knife once more and put each cold side against Barbara's face and neck to see how freaked out she'll be.

In her panicked state, Barbara was rather easy to move although she felt that the other girl was indeed considerably smaller than she was, but a knife was a very good reason to stay still and cooperative for now. This did of course not mean that there would not be a massive payback in the future, but for now she followed the knife with her eyes while lying still.

she could not think that Sayuri had angered somebody enough to justify attacking her partner, but you obviously never knew in the world of pro wrestling...

Seeing that she got Barbara in a panicked state, Cougra would then hold the blade horizontally to align with Barbara's neck. She would inch it a little closer until she reached with the other hand to grab under the gag. From there, she used the knife to tear through it and toss it aside. Putting the knife back in the holder, she tossed it aside as well.

But it wasn't over yet as Cougra reached into the other pocket and took out a gun to point it at Barbara.

"...Aahh..."
Barbara could not resist a slight, relieved moan when the gag was removed from her mouth, although her situation had not gotten better a small bit at all when her captor put a gun in addition to her knife into play. At least the knife was gone, but rather she now had heard somewhere that people brought knifes to a gunfight, but she had neither while her opponent had both!

"W...what do you want? Sayuri has all our money..."
She said while lying still as good as she could, looking solely at the gun pointed at her.

Cougra changed her tone to be a little darker to conceal her identity as she said, "Oh, this isn't about money, Ms. Lamere. I already have enough to live on as of now. This is something much more personal, probably more than you realize." She would click her gun to load it up as she aimed it directly at Barbara's head.

Once Cougra pulled the trigger, a small happy kitty head popped up and mewed. Hopefully, Barbara gets who has got her in her grasp.

"W...what? WAAHH!!!"
Barbara nearly pissed herself when Cougra pulled the trigger of the gun, looking stupidly at the kitty that came out of the gun and made a mewling sound.

Usually, she would have instantly tried to beat the piss out of the girl that had rattled her cage like a pro, but in the first moment she was just glad that it had not been a real gun pointing at her. Besides, she was still tied up and could not do much than breathe heavily in slowly subsiding panic.
"You...you..."

The hooded girl chuckled as she tossed her gun away and said, "Yes, little ol' me." She slowly removed her hood and lowered her head to lick the back of her wrist before looking up and mewed with a cute cat claw.