Postby jennybond » Fri Apr 12, 2013 9:37 pm
Chapter 4
Alison’s night was long and very uncomfortable; even though she was exhausted she found it almost impossible to sleep.
The next morning Clare came into Alison’s room bright and early and much to the girl’s relief she released her by cutting the nylons binding her with scissors, Alison was relieved to finally have her gag removed too, but only after Clare had threatened her with the scissors if she tried to cry out. Clare allowed Alison to choose clean bra and panties from her underwear draw and allowed her to use the bathroom while she watched over her with the scissors in hand. Clare then took Alison who was starving by now into the kitchen and allowed her to make some breakfast, but the best thing was being free of her bindings and gag even if she did know her freedom wouldn’t last long
After breakfast Clare took Alison into the lounge, when Alison saw a number of Items that Clare had already laid out she began to plead with Clare once more.
“Please Clare you’ve had your fun now, let me go and we’ll forget this ever happened.”
“The fun has only just begun my dear, Sarah is coming round shortly, and you remember Sarah don’t you? The other girl you grassed up to Miss Mitchell for smoking I’m sure she’d like to read your stories and join in the fun.”
Clare opened up Alison’s lap top which was already logged on to another of Alison’s stories about a teenage girl whose mother runs the neighbourhood watch committee she over hears her mother talking on the telephone about suspicious goings on at house on their street and goes to investigate she ends up getting captured by the woman of the house while snooping around outside, the woman keeps the girl bound and gagged until her husband arrives home and they then decide what to do with her.
“Caught Snooping, how about we play out our own version of this story of yours? You can be the snoopy the girl detective, I’m your captor of course, we don’t have a husband but I can keep you bound and gagged until Sarah arrives can’t I? Then we’ll decide what to do with you.”
“Please Clare just let me go I don’t want to play your silly games anymore?” Alison sobbed.
Clare ignored Alison’s pleas once again and wasted no time in binding her wrists tightly behind her back with rope.
“Alison was then steered to a straight backed chair placed in the centre of the room by Clare. Her bound arms were threaded over the back of the chair and her wrist bindings were made secure to the back of it.” Clare read out loud from the lap top once more swapping the characters names in the story for hers and Alison’s.
“Please Clare let me go.” Alison sobbed while Clare was binding her to the chair.
“Clare looped several tight turns of rope around Alison’s chest, two above her breasts and two below, further binding her to the chair. She then tied a few similarly tight ropes about Alison’s waist. More thin rope was used on Alison’s ankles and then fastened to the central column under the chair. Clare then set about binding Alison’s knees.” Clare read out from the lap top again.
“You really like to make sure your damsels can’t get free don’t you Alison?” Clare laughed as she once more followed the storyline.
“Alison looked down at the stunning beautiful looking dark haired girl who was tying her up and began to regret reporting her and her to the strict gym mistress? I made that bit up.” Clare laughed.
“Clare finished binding Alison to the chair and then went to fetch some items from the table.” She continued reading from the lap top.
Alison watched Clare go over to the table and pick up some items.
“I found these in your mum’s room where I slept last night.” She said holding up two pairs of black silk panties, and some patterned silk scarves.
“Please Clare not my mum’s things they’re really expensive.”
“Well they should taste nice then shouldn’t they?” Clare replied.
Clare then switched her attention back to the lap top
“Clare balled up the first pair of panties and gripped Alison’s nose forcing her head back and her mouth open. She roughly crammed the panties deep inside Alison’s mouth triggering her gag reflex, Clare then sat straddled across Alison’s lap and grabbed hold her chin she squeezed and as Alison’s mouth opened the second pair were roughly thrust into her mouth forcing the first pair deep into Alison’s mouth causing her to retch and splutter as Clare pushed and prodded the silk into every corner of her mouth filling her cheeks to bursting point and pressing her tongue down. Clare got one of the patterned silk scarves and folded it over a few times until it was of a suitable shape to tie in Alison’s mouth. Alison grunted as Clare pulled the folded mass of silk firmly into her already well gagged mouth so it bit cruelly into her cheeks. She made a painfully tight knot behind Alison’s head trapping some of her blonde hair in the process. Clare then took the second scarf and folded it into a band about four inches wide she pressed the band against Alison’s mouth and again tied it very tightly behind Alison’s head muffling her even more.”
“You certainly know how to properly gag a girl don’t you?” Clare continued closing the lap top.
Alison moaned an inaudible muffled reply.
Just then the doorbell rang
“That will be Sarah.” Clare said getting up off Alison’s lap and leaving the room.
Clare opened the front door to Sarah a small slim pretty girl with wavy collar length brown hair; she was wearing blue jeans and black hoodie with JLS written across the front in big sparkly gold letters.
“I can’t stay long Clare, Danny is taking me to the JLS gig at the arena tonight, he’s picking me up just after lunch time we’re having something to eat in town first.”
“You kept that quiet you sly bitch, I wanted to get tickets for that but they sold out.” Clare replied.
“He didn’t tell me until last night.”
“Lucky bitch. Did you get the stuff I told you to bring?”
“Yeah it’s right here, where is the stuck up cow?” Sarah replied giving Clare a small packet.
“She’s in the lounge come with me.”
“Oh my god what have you done to her?” Sarah cried seeing the bound and gagged girl.
“Don’t worry she likes it, she’s a right kinky little bitch.”
Clare told Sarah all about Alison’s stories and the TUG forum.
“Not so prim and proper after all are you Panty Gagged Girl? That’s her username on that forum.” Clare said.
“Is she gagged with panties now?” Sarah asked
Clare didn’t reply but just smiled.
“You haven’t. Whose are they yours or hers?”
“Her mums, two pairs of expensive black silk ones.”
“Two pair’s wow, taste nice do they Panty Gagged Girl?” Sarah mocked switching her attention to Alison.
“Look Alison Sarah has brought you a present.” Clare said holding up the white packet Sarah had given her.
Alison screamed into her gag as she read the writing on the packet “Itching Powder.”
Clare carefully tore open the packet
“Hold the front of her panties open will you.” She instructed Sarah.
Again Alison let out a muffled cry as Sarah pulled the elastic waistband of her panties; Clare tipped half of the contents of the packet inside Alison’s panties.
“Now pull down the cups of her bra.”
Sarah did as she was told and Clare sprinkled the remaining powder equally over Alison’s breasts and Sarah replaced the cups of her bra.
It didn’t take long for the itching powder in her panties to begin work Clare and Sarah couldn’t help but laugh as Alison began to fidget and moan, then the powder on her breasts began to kick in which caused her even more discomfort she so want to scratch the itches but was unable, this just made her frustrated tears began to roll down her cheeks.
“Do you think we’ve gone too far?” Sarah asked seeing Alison’s tears.
“The grassing bitch deserves everything that’s coming to her.” Clare replied.
The room was now filled with the sounds of Alison’s muffled cries as she squirmed and fidgeted the best she could in an attempt to stop the itching inside her bra and panties.
Clare took a cigarette packet from her pocket and opened it.
“Sarah I’m out of fags have you got any?”
“You know I’ve given up Danny doesn’t like me smoking.” Sarah replied.
“Do us a favour nip to the shop and get us some, I’ve got to keep an eye on Miss Itchy knickers here.”
Clare gave Sarah some money and she left, once Sarah had gone Clare took hold of her mobile phone and dialled a number.
“Hello Danny its Clare, Sarah’s friend she asked me to call you. It’s bad news I’m afraid. Sarah’s really ill she’s staying at my house and come down with some kind of virus my mum had to call the doctor he’s says she has to stay in bed”
“Poor thing I got her tickets for JLS tonight as well, can I speak to her?” Danny replied.
“Sorry Danny the doctor as given her something to make her sleep I’ll get her to phone you when she wakes if she’s up to it. Look about those tickets it would be a shame to waste them wouldn’t it? I’ll go with you if you want.”
“That would be great Clare thanks for the offer I’ll pick you up about two we’ll have something to eat in town first.”
“It’s a date then. Don’t worry about Sarah my mum will look after her see you later.”
“Bye Clare give Sarah my love.”
Alison couldn’t believe what Clare had just done to her best friend, but what was she planning to do with Sarah?
“YESSSSS I’m going to see JLS.” Clare said switching her attention to Alison who was still moaning and fidgeting after ending the call.
A few minutes later Sarah returned she gave Clare her cigarettes and placed a bottle of water she’d bought on the table.
“She’s still itching I see.” Sarah laughed.
“Yes she’ll be like that for hours yet. Look Sarah will you keep an eye on her for a few minutes I have to nip home for something.” Clare said wanting to go home and change for the concert.
“Sure, I’ll read some of those stories of hers while you’re gone.”
“You be a good little Itchy Panty Gagged Girl for Sarah or else.” Clare said to Alison with menace in her voice.
With Clare out of the room Alison moaned as loudly as she could into her gag and stared pleadingly at Sarah’s bottle of water.
“What's the matter with you?” Sarah asked.
Again Alison tried to gesture with her eyes and head to the water
“Are you thirsty?”
Alison nodded
“I’m not sure I should take that gag off.”
Alison looked at her pleadingly and once more gestured towards the water.
“Alright if you promise not to scream I’ll give you a drink.”
Sarah untied the scarves from Alison’s mouth and helped her spit out the panties.
“Listen Sarah I don’t want a drink I have to warn you what your so called friend is up to.”
Alison told Sarah all about the phone call
“You're lying I don’t believe you I’m going to gag you again.”
“Please Sarah listen to me, how else would I know you were going to that concert tonight? Don’t you see she’s going to tie you up too and keep us both here while she goes to your concert?”
“The bitch I’ll kill her.” Sarah cried.
“You’ll never be able to stop her on your own, untie me and I’ll help you after all we both have a score to settle with Clare.”
“I don’t know.”
“Please Sarah she’s too strong for you to handle on your own let me help you.”
“Ok but you’d better not be up to something.”
Sarah took the scissors and quickly cut the ropes binding Alison.
“You'll not regret this I promise.” Alison said once she was free.
“I’m going to quickly change out of these itchy undies keep watch her coming back give me a shout if you see her.” She continued.
A few minutes later Alison returned wearing fresh underwear.
“That’s better but I could do with a shower though.” She said.
“She’s coming back.” Sarah said looking through the window
“Alright we’ll stand either side of the door when she comes in I’ll shout now and we’ll jump her.” Alison said.
They took their positions and waited for the door to open
“NOW” Alison cried out, Clare barely had time to register what was going on, yet alone react, before Alisons's hand was clamped firmly over her mouth and the the two girls wrestled her to the ground Alison took a length of rope she was holding and tightly bound Clare’s wrists behind her back while Sarah sat on top of her.
“Now bitch what story what you like to play this time?
Last edited by
jennybond on Sat Apr 13, 2013 1:15 am, edited 1 time in total.
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