The morning sunlight pouring in the window was too bright. Far too bright. Tessa put her head back down onto the pillow and closed her eyes. The alcohol fog that swirled around in her brain was beginning to evaporate. Shattered fragments of the day before began to condense into a single memory. It was all coming back to her.
As soon as she had gotten home from school she rushed to her room to get out of the blouse and trousers of her uniform. A pair of faded denim shorts showed off the muscular legs of a competitive runner. The snug red tank top highlighted not only her tanned arms but also a chest that was generously proportioned for a slender girl only five foot four tall.
She sat at her desk and flipped open her homework. She had to get everything done before supper, afterwards there would be no time. Working frantically she finished only minutes before mom called. She bounced like a little girl as she rushed to the table.
Today mom had made all of her favorites. Supper was followed by the standard enthusiastic but out of tune singing of “Happy Birthday” as the cake was carried in. Tessa closed her eyes, made a wish and blew out all sixteen candles. After the dishes were cleared off gifts were opened.
A celebration with her family was great but what Tessa was looking forward to was finding out what her friends had in mind. A non-chaperoned sleepover was planned at Abigail’s house with Grace and Keira also attending. Tessa tried on the new clothes she was given but chose to wear the tank top and shorts when mom drove her over to Abigail’s.
Tessa tried again, slowly this time, to look around the room. She saw a few empty bottles and several half empty glasses that were the source of the stink of alcohol in the room. She tried to lift her head but it wasn’t easy. She was tied spread eagle to Abigail’s bed.
Tessa turned her head and could see the bright red ropes that fastened her wrists to the bed posts. She couldn’t see it but her ankles were tied in a similar way. The rope was a gift from Grace. When Tessa unwrapped the fifty foot coil of rope the girls cut it into four equal lengths and then pounced on Tessa.
They stripped her naked and stretched her limbs out to tie them to the corners of the bed. When Tessa protested that it would be difficult to drink in this position they unwrapped Keira’s gift. The large red ball gag was forcibly pushed into Tessa’s mouth. Her aching jaw told Tessa that it was still there.
Tessa was able to see Abigail’s head resting on her thigh as she slept, or was passed out, between Tessa’s bound legs. The other two were on the floor somewhere out of sight.
The sheets cling to Tessa’s sticky body. The girls had entertained themselves by pouring their drinks onto her and then licking them off. Tessa had to admit that she found it pretty entertaining too. Every so often the gag would come out. A drink would be poured down her throat followed by a big kiss, usually with plenty of tongue, and then the gag was reinserted.
Her head sunk back into the pillow and she closed her eyes again. If it weren’t for the ball gag she would have had a big smile on her face. Her birthday wish had come true.