Shanya is sitting in the dark in the closet. She is bound and gagged. She isn’t thinking about how she got there; she knows who put her there and why. She isn’t thinking about how she ended up tied up; she did it to herself. She isn’t even thinking about when she will get out; she knows it will be about two hours after she was put in. With no way to tell time she has no idea when that will be.
What she is thinking about is what will happen to her when her captors return. They were quite pissed off with her. This confinement is most likely just the start of her punishment. She is not afraid. Shanya is the sort who actually likes being bound. She is not worried about what is to come. She knows that it will most likely be enjoyable. She has no concerns, she is just wondering.
A typical Friday night at college for Shanya and her roommates involves dressing up pretty, going to movie night on campus at the main auditorium and then returning to the dorm for pizza and a few drinks. This has been the routine for months…until today.
Shanya spent all of her last class daydreaming about the handsome substitute professor. In her imagination he asked her to stay after class. He said that he wanted to ask her a few questions about previous assignments. Once the other students had departed he locked the door.
He passionately lifted Shanya off of her feet and carried her to his desk. He laid her down and tied her spread eagle to the four corners. He lifted her head with one hand and kissed her hard on the lips and held it. He began to slowly unbutton her blouse with the other hand. His hand slipped into her blouse and he gently caressed her breast. His tongue began to…BZZZZZZZ.
The buzzer sounded and class was over…Shanya’s dream was over too. The students snatched up their books and notes and raced out towards the weekend. All except for Shanya. She sat and waited a moment for her heart to stop racing.
Back at her room her buddies were doing each others make-up and waiting to do hers. The one applying lip gloss is an Indian girl, her name is Divya, she's 5'4, dark skin, petite, she has straight dark brown hair which touches her shoulder, and she has sharp features and wears braces too. She has a perky B cup with a nice ass and she tends to act spoilt at times.
Shanya winked at her when she greeted her and Divya turned away quickly. Shanya likes to tease her because she suspects that Divya has feelings for her but isn’t comfortable saying so. Divya’s old fashioned parents wouldn’t approve so she is afraid to come out.
The second roommate is Chinese like Shanya, her name is Loke Yuan but everyone just calls her Loke.
She's 5'6", she has raven black hair which is cut in a short bob and wears spectacles, has average frame and nicely shaped B cup. She suffers from the sad but true fact that most Chinese faces look almost the same and even someone as close to her as Shanya has trouble describing her to others. Her best feature is her sexy lean muscular legs, a remnant of her high school days when she was a sprinter. Of the three she is the strictest one and she's also the smartest.
Shanya sat down and as they turned their attention to her she said ‘Don’t bother, I don’t feel like going out tonight, I think I’ll just stay in.’
After showing the normal concern about her health, both physical and mental, Divya and Loke reluctantly left without her.
As soon as the door closed Shanya went to her bedroom and started digging to the back of her undies drawer for what was hidden there. In a moment she tossed a few coils of rope and some handcuffs onto her bed. She stripped down to her white cotton bra and panties and got started.
Standing in front of the mirror she tied an elaborate rope harness around her body that very erotically emphasized her breasts. She doubled up the rope and did two wraps around her body above her breasts and two below knotting them together in her cleavage. The ropes pinched together squeezing her tits just a little. Then she passed the ends around the back of her neck and back to the first knot. Tied off like this she could tug at her boobs just by putting her head back.
Next she sat on the bed, crossed her ankles and tied them. She gave her legs a twist and a turn and the ropes held snugly. She then stuffed a pair of her black socks into her mouth pushing and poking until they were entirely in. Her cheeks bulged and her tongue was squashed to the bottom of her mouth. A long black knee sock was then tied around between her lips to hold it in.
Now all that was left was her wrists. Shanya had learned long ago that tying knots behind your back was difficult and un-tying them was even worse. She had conceded that hand cuffs were best for self-bondage. She placed the key on her nightstand. She had cleverly put it on a long red lanyard after once having trouble getting hold of it and dropping it to the floor.
Once they were snapped into place Shanya closed her eyes and let the feeling of being bound and helpless take her to her happy place. She nodded her head and the gentle motion transferred through the ropes to her breasts. She imagined that her new prof was fondling them with both hands.
She was at his mercy, bound and gagged, a plaything for his pleasure. In her fantasy she transported to another world. It was a world where she didn’t hear the dorm room door open. It was a world where she didn’t hear Loke returning for the purse she had forgotten. It was a world where she didn’t hear Divya saying ‘Let’s ask Shanya one more time.’ It was a world that came crashing down when the door to her bedroom opened.
‘What the hell is this?’ exclaimed Loke. ‘Wow!’ was all Divya could say. Shanya’s eyes popped open and her heart skipped a beat. She was caught. Her mind raced. How could she explain this? A dozen stupid excuses came to mind but none would stand up to the truth. She waited to be un-gagged so that she could confess.
Loke walked into the room but instead of reaching to untie the gag she picked up the key and put it into her pocket.
‘You bitch’ she snapped ‘you dumped us so that you could do this to yourself! How selfish is that? If you would have asked we would have gladly given up movie night to help you out. I can’t speak for Divya but this is something I could really get into.’
They both looked up at Divya who was still standing in the doorway. One thing about her had changed. The look of shock was gone and it had been replaced by a slightly evil smile.
‘I say we leave her like this’ she said ‘and after the movie we can decide what to do with her.’
Loke was about to object but the determined look on Divya’s face silenced her. After a moment of consideration the idea began to sound good to her too.
‘Leaving her like this isn’t punishment’ said Loke ‘obviously she enjoys it. Why don’t we stick her in the closet until we get back?’
Shanya mmphed through the gag in protest. It was just an act. Being in the closet sounded like fun but if she gave any indication that she liked the idea Loke might change her mind.
The two of them started to pick Shanya up but then Divya noticed something. The rope around the neck caught her eye. She took hold of it and pulled on it. She watched with delight as Shanya’s ample C sized boobs began to jiggle. She yanked on it a few more times, her smile couldn’t have gotten any bigger. Shanya would have smiled too if her face hadn’t been stuffed with socks; it was the first time that Divya had openly shown any attraction to her.
Clearly Divya was deep in thought as she studied the ropes that Shanya hadn’t used. She picked one up and doubled it. She studied Shanya’s chest for a moment and then began to tie several knots in the rope. When she was done she put it around Shanya’s body pinning her arms to her sides as Divya tied it tightly. The ropes ran directly over Shanya’s breasts with the knots neatly nestled on either side of each nipple. The ropes parted just enough to allow Shanya’s buds to poke through and get pinched ever so nicely.
Divya pulled on the neck rope again and watched with glee as the bobbing motion of Shanya’s tits was this time accompanied by a pair of nipples growing in spite of being restrained. The feeling sent shivers of erotic energy through Shanya’s body; she had never felt anything so stimulating before. All too soon it ended as Divya said ‘Now we can put her in the closet.’
‘Not so fast’ said Loke ‘you gave me an idea. You took care of her boobs but there are other places that might feel neglected while we’re out.’ She picked up another rope and put it around Shanya’s waist. She passed the ends through the loop over Shanya’s belly button and then passed them between her legs and around to the back. She pulled it tight pushing Shanya’s panties into her crotch and tied the ends to the chain of the handcuffs.
Shanya twitched as the ropes snuggled into her. With every motion of her hands the ropes rubbed and tugged. None of the exploring she had done with her fingers over the years had prepared her for what she was experiencing now. Even being roughly lifted and shoved into the closet couldn’t distract from the pleasure she was feeling.
‘We’ll be back’ said Loke as she closed the door ‘don’t have too much fun while we’re gone.’
Shanya didn’t hear her. She didn’t notice the darkness when the door was shut. Her eyes were closed and her mind was elsewhere. The sensations flooding her brain and body were overwhelming. A faint trace of reality intruded into her bliss. The girls were going to be gone about two hours. She couldn’t go on like this for that long.
She took a few deep breaths and tried to relax her body and calm her mind. After about five minutes she had managed to wiggle into a position that took the pressure of the ropes off of her “naughty bits”. Once in a while she would start to cramp. Shifting to relieve the twinge of pain would cause a twinge of pleasure.
When she tried to lie down to nap she had to keep her knees bent. As soon as she nodded off they would straighten a bit and the crotch rope would wake her with a jolt. She fell asleep sitting up a few times but when she began to tip over the nipple rope did the same.
It was impossible to judge how much time had passed but Shanya was hoping they would be home soon. Whatever they had planned for her next had to be better than this involuntary on and off ecstasy.
The sound of laughter alerted Shanya to their return. She anticipated the door opening any second now. She waited…and waited. More laughter and some conversation she couldn’t make out. Then the sound of a soft drink can being opened followed by the faint smell of pizza.
“The witches” thought Shanya “they’re having pizza without me!”
She mmphed and mmphed. More laughter. They could hear her but they ignored her. After all they had done to her this was the only part that was actual torture. Shanya finally snapped, she had taken enough, it was time to really get their attention. The flimsy closet door had come off of its hinges once before, it was about to again.
Shanya leaned back, ignoring what the neck rope was doing to her tits as it tightened. She bent her knees and lifted her heels from the floor. She put all she had into one mighty kick. It never reached the door.
Like dominoes falling against each other a chain reaction occurred. As her legs straightened her body also straightened. Her arms moved and pulled on the crotch rope. As if hit by lightning an intense wave surged through Shanya starting in her vagina and radiating outwards.
The strategically placed knot that Loke had tied in the crotch rope, that Shanya was unaware of until now, dove deep into her.
Shanya’s involuntary reaction was to curl up into a ball. It didn’t help. Now that the knot was in there it was there to stay, trapped by Shanya clenching her thighs together. She teetered on her bottom for a moment and then tipped over. Lying on her side in this bondage style fetal position she began to tremble. With each tremor the knot rubbed this way and that making it worse, or better, depending on how you look at it.
Shanya moaned with ecstasy as Loke’s evil device did its deed. The charge of sexual energy was building to a peak and soon it would explode. At it built Shanya was unaware that she had an audience.
Loke and Divya had gone to investigate when the moaning became a distraction that was disturbing the enjoyment of their pizza. They opened the door to the sight of Shanya curled up and trembling on the closet floor. After taking a few pictures with their phones it was time to put an end this to.
‘You’re really gross’ said Loke ‘why don’t you two get a room?’ ‘We don’t do stuff like that when you’re trying to eat!’ added Divya. They giggled at their jokes.
Shanya wanted to swear at them but even if she wouldn’t have been gagged her mouth was incapable of forming words at that moment. She bit down hard on the gag as the final instant approached. And then just like that it was gone.
Loke had untied the rope from the handcuffs relieving the pressure as she yanked the knot out of Shanya’s crevice. ‘Enough of that nonsense’ she said with a wicked grin, knowing that she had deprived Shanya of the ultimate conclusion.
They dragged Shanya’s limp body out of the closet and lifted her onto the bed. With a nod of silent agreement, obviously this was preplanned, they untied her but then quickly bound her again spread eagle to the bed posts. Shanya was too weak to resist.
She wondered what they had planned for her next and was furious when they returned to their drinks and pizza. Only when they were done did they turn their attention to her again.
‘There’s another movie showing at midnight’ said Loke ‘I tried to talk Divya into coming with me but she has her own idea about a second feature.’ She turned to Divya, gave her a hug and left.
Shanya looked up into Divya’s dark eyes and was certain she saw a sparkle there. If she could have seen her own eyes she would have seen a sparkle there too.
“This sure beats pizza!” thought Shanya.