I had this short story in my head for awhile, after seeing the old playboy illustrations of Femlims this story was burning in my imagination. Enjoy this campy, cheesy, bondage horror comedy.
Part I
Femlins
My name is Adrian and normally I dismiss the supernatural but what story I'm about to tell you will make a believer out of anyone.
It started a week ago I was on my job as a cater waiter for a New York firm that employs models. I've always been an attractive guy, my family originated from the Ukraine and guys from that region just tend to fall under the mold of six foot Adonis.
As I was flirting with what would be the fifth chick that week who would most likely go home with me I couldn't help but notice something off about her.
She carried a large purse wore a lot of eye makeup and had a vibe to get that screamed I read tarot cards, but she had an amazIng bod and looked like Megan Fox so I let the other negatives fall where they may.
She seemed really into me and I invited her to get coffee after the event at a dinner Louie's across from my place.
Coffee went just the way I planned it, she laughed at my jokes and by the wrap up it was two am. Way too late for her to go home alone. I invited her to stay over my place just a few steps away. And she agreed.
"I get the feeling I'm not the first girl to walk up these stairs. You never did ask my name." She said leading her way up the stairs of my brownstone.
She was right I never did. Now seemed as good a time as any to ask.
"So what is your name stranger?" I asked being very devonaire.
"Odete." She said with a grin that I took for her being into me.
We walked on up and before I knew it we were getting intimate, I won't go into too much detail on that but when we finished I let her know I have cash on the dresser for a cab and some food.
She begun to laugh and said to me something that felt pretty out of line. She said coldly "you lack love in your life Adrian. And a life without love in it is not worth living. You are an empty vessel Adrian. We have that in common. I too need something to fill me up."
"I'll have mine soon enough but by the time you find yours it'll be too late. It always is." She said walking out of my apartment.
I was dumbstruck by what she said. I wrote it off as her being another crazy one I dodged.
I got up to lock my door I noticed she left her giant bag by my bed behind. I picked it up and it had to weigh at least twenty pounds.
"What the?"
............
The next morning my good friend Angie came by I filled her in on my one night stand and she had her usual stand up routine prepared up until the point I told her about the warning.
"Well that was rude. Did she sacrifice a live chicken after she said this?" She asked in jest.
"Be serious it weirded me out, on top of that she left her bag here which means I'm likely to encounter her yet again to return it."
"She left her bag here?" Angie asked looking over to the coffee table in my living room the bag now perched upon.
"Yeah friggin thing weighs like thirty pounds. I don't get why you girls have such heavy bags."
"Because they haven't marketed a portable storage unit just yet jackass." She shot back. " have you looked inside yet?"
"No!" I responded pointedly.
"Can I look inside?" She asked me which shocked me even more.
"Doesn't that break some kind of girl code to look in another chicks purse?"
"I don't know her, and the rules not apply to party skanks that leave their purses at random guy's houses." She said dumping out the contents of Odete's purse onto my sofa.
A few papers and a large heavy black rock that had encryption all around it. It had the shape of an egg.
"What the hell?" Angie said stepping back from her findings.
"What the fuck is that?" I asked walking over and picking it up.
"I'm guessing the worlds ugliest Franklin Mint faberge egg." She said baffled by it.
I rubbed the egg and I swear I felt something inside it move. Angie was less convinced.
"So we are still on for dinner tonight right?" She asked getting her coat on.
"Yeah yeah" I said looking over the egg.
"Don't blow me off." She said sternly as she left.
Angie had a crush on me, I could tell she wanted more than what we had but I have no intentions on ruining that friendship. I mean I've known her since junior high, I wasn't about to mess that up. She's one of the few people I can confide in.
I left the egg on the sofa and went to go take a shower.
When I got to shampooing my hair I heard something crash and hit the floor. Drying off the best I could I threw on some boxer briefs and some black slippers and made my way back to the living room to investigate.
It was the egg it was in prices all over the floor. I bent down to examine it further and that's when i heard the giggling.
It was coming from under my sofa. I looked into the space between the floor and under were several naked ladies no bigger than nine inches in height, they looked like naked Barbie dolls. Blonde , peach skinned no genitalia.
They were beautiful, and giggled like school girls. As I reached for in of them I heard one blurt out in the most adorable baby doll voice. "Man!"
She grabbed hold of my wrist. And her grip was surprising tight and strong.
"Man play! He He !" They said in unison and when I reached in with my other hand another skipped over and clamped them together in front of me.
I laughed as they tethered my wrists together with thick cotton rope. I recognized the ropes from the spider web I made for a Halloween party. I was surprised they managed to find it and undo it in such a short amount of time.
I'm laying on my stomach as a few more sprint around me and started tying my ankles together I kicked a bit with slippered feet but soon found myself tightly bound hand and foot.
"Haha. Okay ladies i think you've had enough fun now." And before I knew it I felt something soft but bitter enter mouth mouth and fill it to where I could make out a few muffled whimpers.
Looking down they had gagged me with my long black work socks. The was of fabric filled my mouth and another gal saddled on my neck like I were a bronco and tied the other sock tightly around my head silencing me.
"Mm mph?!" I could only say as the tight gag had made my speech unintelligible.
I sat up on the floor and tried to reach for my gag but that was when another lassoed my bound wrists and pulled my hands to my ankles securing them together. At this point I knew wasn't going anywhere.
The next thing I know they pull off one of my slippers and two start to tickle my left foot. I shift around and howl with laughter, begging them to stop under the stinky gag.
I roll around the floor as they've launched a full on attack on my bare feet. The tickle assault carried on for well over three hours of on and off ticking. No part of my body was safe if my feet were given a break then my armpits were next after that my ribs, it was pure torment.
I was reduced to tears and that's when they suddenly stopped. One slumped over to my head as it lay on the floor panting and kissed my year as it fell. She seemed to really savor it. But at that time I managed to work my wrists out of the bindings and quickly untied myself
"Alright that's enough now." I said sternly and they seemed get really sad that the game was over.
"What? You want me to stay tied up all night?" I asked jokingly. And to my surprise they nodded their heads quickly.
"Well I can't. I have to meet a friend for dinner and I'm already almost thirty minutes late now." I said calmly as the started to get even more gloomy.
"I'm sorry you can play more when I get back I promise." I said getting up seriously this time and walking to my room to get changed.
I wasn't four feet from the room when I felt the the ropes suddenly pull my ankles tightly together yet again. I took a fall forward and and they pulled my hands behind me this time and tightly looped them together in rope cuffs.
"Very funny now enoug.... Mmmmm!" Yet again cut off by the moist work sock stuffed in my mouth. They secured it yet again and my pleas were effectively muted.
"Mmmph!" I moaned into my gag.
They just giggled and pulled my feet closer to my ankles hogtying me.
Looks like I was in for a long night