Postby KingMush » Sun Nov 13, 2016 11:07 am
Part Two: The Suspense
It was then that as I entered, we chilled a bit in her living room. I was a bit anxious at first, since it was a bit personal but, nevertheless she convinced me successfully to sit down on the couch (or on the sofa, if you say it my way). Her house is not that big, but really clean and tidy, a bit like mine basically but with less books roaming around everywhere. She gave me some crisps, juice and such, she was very polite and a very good friend. The large, single living room which is in the bottom floor is narrow enough with the table in the middle, but not too much, just good enough for a few people to be in at a time. The floor is paved with a red, darkened carpet and the wall is paved with white flowered bricks. These colour make the room more bright, despite it being a bit darkened by the absence of the turned lights and the falling night. In the front of the room and the most dominant area, there is a black sofa with a black glass coffee table, slightly transparent to reveal the magazines stacked underneath tidily, as is the rest of the house. They are very suitable with each other, in terms of furniture.
On the flat, big HD TV was playing my favourite show, Doctor Who, although showing one of the older episodes.Doctor Who, if you're silly enough not to know is a classic science-fiction series with a cult following. The Doctor is called a "Time Lord," a time-travelling scientist from a far off planet, who travels through time and space in a shop known by the acronym TARDIS, which is actually larger on the outside than on the inside because yeah you get the idea. Quite intriguing to see such an old episode appear at that time, but nevertheless I was still not too comfortable in being in a girl's house just yet with such ideas in mind. Of course, it did not bother me but I felt quite vulnerable emotionally and my social anxiety seemed to have boosted out of nowhere for little reason.
It was then that Mia came back and sat opposite to me on the chair next to the couch, giving me a lot of space. I offered to swap seats or to her joining me, but she politely declined. All that time whilst we were watching, I did catch her a few times staring near my eyes, or in my eyes, but wasn't exactly sure why exactly. We giggled it off most of the time and I thought it was just one of those obsessive things girls do. Maybe she really liked me, I thought. But didn't matter, she knew her and I would just be stuck in the friend-zones either way. I mean, no escape from that, right? It would be a fantasy come true, but nevertheless a casual one to be expected, thankfully in my mindsets.
To break the silence at the end of the episode as the adverts started, I started some form of conversation: 'So, aren't your parents or sisters here?' in which she casually replied: 'Nah, they're at work and my sisters at at training.' she giggles, but her looks ensured me it wouldn't go too far, although it did seem like it sometimes. Such a weird occasion. I mean, I was used to hanging out with girls in their homes and that, but that was a bit more intimate for some reason I couldn't work out. I brushed it off, finally, as my emotions came to rest. She was a stranger in a very strange land, but so was I. More for me, I think. Ugh, thinking too much about this. I think we should just get back to the point, I'm sorry I drift off so much.
'Well..' I say, gaining confidence as I stretch a little, getting up awkwardly as she looks at me hastily. 'Shall we do something?'
'Sure..' she replies with a light giggle, followed by a small awkward silence. 'Come on up.' she says, as she quickly gets up, stretches awkwardly and carried me over upstairs, much to my awkwardness over the matter. I was emotionally forced to follow her up, so I did indeed.
Upstairs was rather small, 2 bedrooms and a bathroom. Her bedroom was large enough though, so there's that. Here was her sister, on her tablet, looking and glancing slightly over at me with a slight grin. Something was clearly wrong and I was kind of confused at the moment but my mind persisted it was all just in.. my mind? Oh I can't phrase that good enough, I'm really sorry. 'I thought she was at practise?' I badly mouthed to her.
'Oh, no, she was here. I meant the other.' she confidently replies, much to my surprise as I give cheerful glances to her. Now the room, to be more specific. Actually it is not that large, the width is just 4 x 4 meters, but it looks clean enough. It looks like a small cottage with a bed placed in the corner of this room. The colour of the bed cover is pink, so soft and calm. On this bed, there are a pillow, a bolster, and 15 cute dolls arranged in a modern fashion.
'Alright.' Mia muttered as her sister Tia got up and moved next to her, putting her table in the cupboard, as she left the room was a slight grin on her face, keeping silent like she had an inside joke planned inside of her. She decided to initiate things a bit of a quicker pace now. Instead of the bed, she decided to explain and first tell me to sit down on the chair. The chair was a desk chair, rather more luxurious than one, but no wheels, and some large enough armrests. It seemed strong enough. I decided to sit down and it was rather solid but comfortably enough. 'Right. I'm gonna do your eyebrows as I said, alright?' she smiles, as if I knew this was going to happen. Somehow, I knew, and to be honest, I kind of expected it at some point. I thought it'd always been a joke, but turns out it hadn't. Oh well. Only got myself to blame in that matter. I was kind of excited but a bit scared at the same time if she'd mess up. Of course, she always did good jobs with others, so, it wasn't that much of a problem to me.
She got her light equipment out and seemed to have been ready for this for a while. Her being obsessed or something? I don't know, but I readied myself. It was then that she surprisingly, there it is, she took out a roll of duct tape and stared me down with it, as I stared back at her in confusion but didn't say a word. 'What you gonna do with that?' I asked, as she giggled silently and seemed to know what was going to happen and expected me to guess from the inside of my mind what would indeed happen. 'On the armrests, please.' she smiles, as I do so, because why argue with a girl, right? My arms clinch as I wonder what will happen next, even though it makes sense but you never know with a lady. Obviously, she started to tape down my arms and wrists down to the armrest and used a big chunk of duct tape already, me wondering if she'd have any left, but the roll seemed pretty big despite its size so I didn't worry about that, although that did kind of worry me more.
'Right. Struggle.' she says formally, as I do slightly with my arms as she encourages me and tapes a few more pieces before finishing the job. 'Good. Very good.' she says, as I reminiscently accept it and play along with her little games. I was now kind of at her mercy, and thinking this was kind of a waste of time, but could not at any occasion back out now. It was just not feasible to do that. 'Oh no, we're not ready yet!' she giggles, as I get shocked but stay silent as the professional starts ripping my trousers up and taping my legs down on the chair one by one, and using as much tape as she could until the trousers caught on to it. I'm sure the pain of removing them would be horrible, and I dreaded to think of that, added with the fact that a lot of hair already grew on my hair at that point.
She checked it one last time as she knew I was now completely at her mercy as she started, to my utter shock as I let out a silent enough gasp as she giggled in response that she started tying my waist down to the back of the chair with more tape, this time I think would be less strong but I played along anyway, and my arms and legs wouldn't give me much power either way. Let me think, is taping yourself to a chair good resistance training? I mean, pushups can be if varied.. Oh I'm not even going to go into that. As she finished taping that up unnecessarily, and with wasting tape in the end anyway, she went down next to her bed and grabbed out.. A resistance band!
'Wha?' I finally let out, a bit annoyed. 'All this to watch you exercise? I can't.. Ugh..' as she giggles at my playful behaviour as she brings it over, and my adrenaline kicked in as I lightly struggled but quickly calmed down as she started tying the resistance band to my neck to not far from the chair, effectively locking my neck in place. Although I was not choking and could breathe perfectly except that my neck felt some light pressure being pulled from the resistance band, I let out an angry rasp and ranted lightly to myself and to her as she always giggled but not in a weird way that much, mostly thought she was playing along as I indeed was. I liked the duct tape a bit so played around with it even though it wasn't really the highlight of it.
'Well? Are we ready now?' I ask, as she inspects me thoroughly and genuinely and begins getting her equipment out. It is then that Tia comes in and giggles a bit, but almost as she expected it from afar. I ranted a little and laughed along to their silliness, although sometimes sub-consciously. It is then that the rougher Tia decided that it was enough and they wanted a girls-only talk. 'Alright, shut up lad. Make your lad shut up, sissy.' she says cleverly, as she passes down some kind of rolled sock and.. To my horror, she grabbed my teeth and pulled them wide open as she forced the sock into my mouth. Me, not daring to push it out despite my reflexes wanting to, she pushed it in and after looking awkwardly at Tia with a half-smile, decided to tape it down with some rolls of tape. I was now fully under their control, despite my unhappiness. How, quite a sight I would say indeed, as they giggled and I observed my fate from afar.
To be continued soon
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