The curtains were drawn shut, since the light of the sun at this time of the day always managed to hit the monitor of Lea's computer in a way that made it imporrible to read a thing. She had not bothered to turn on the light, as the room was illuminated more than enough by the light coming of her screen as she typed away on her keyboard eagerly, at the moment eagerly replying to about seven different friends of hers on various instant messengers.
It was true that she did not go out often, but she was nevertheless a social girl, only prefering having an actual conversation with someone, even if it was over the internet, to being in a club where one had to shout to be heard over the music.
Most of her conversations at the moment had her bitching about her parents and her friends trying to get her to see the positive side, at least she more or less had a house for herself and maybe Sharon was not the shallow monster she made her out to be. This excerpt from a conversation between her and her best friend Anna is a good example:
Anna: and you have the pool all for yourself!

that's soooo awesome
Lea: I guess...
Anna: at least you are not stuck here in the middle of nowhere because your parents want to go back to the nature
Lea: heh ^-^ sucks to be you
Lea: be right back, blonde witch enters!
At that moment Sharon did indeed enter the room, looking around, taking in the closed curtain and the computer, before heading straight to the bed and sitting down on it without asking. "Hey. I think we should get to know each other a bit, after all I'll be here for a while."
"Maybe." Lea barely managed not to roll her eyes, but she got up, sitting down next to Sharon, breathing in a whiff of her parfume that was enough to bring the dead back to life. Really, did that girl bathe in that stuff? "How much do you get paid?"
"Oh, enough to make this worth it." Sharon smiled, a little to wide, but Lea did not even pay attention, looking at the bag the girl held instead. Did not look like a purse, as she expected a girl like that to carry. In fact, she was pretty sure that she had seen that bag before, somewhere in a kitchen closet.
"What's in there?" Curious, and a bit suspicious. Was the girl stealing from them and dumb enough to get caught already.
"Oh, that?" Sharon looked into the bag and smiled and said nothing.
For long enough to make Lea feel even uneasier. She opened her mouth and was about to say something else, but when Sharon suddenly tackled her she forgot the words and squealed instead.
Automatically she kicked and tried to roll away, but despite that Sharon managed to tape one of her wrists to a bar of her headboards. Lea's hand hurt from the force with which it had been knocked against the metal frame, but she paid it no mind, instead reaching for the roll of ducttape Sharon was still winding around the bar and her wrist, securing it even further. "What the hell do you think you are doing?"
"Taking care of you." Sharon replied as she let go of the roll, still dangling from the bar, to catch her free wrist and keep Lea from reaching the tape with that hand. The blonde had somehow ended up sitting on Lea's lap during the fight, facing her with a false sweet smile as she now reached into the bag to get out a pair of scissors. Quickly she cut through the tape, smoothing the end around the bar. With the roll and the scissors in her one hand, the other still holding Lea's wrists, she slid off the other side of the bed and started taping the wrist to another bar of the headboard, spreading Lea's arms.
"You are crazy!" Lea's eyes were wide, but she was too startled and angry to feel scared. Already she was tugging on her wrists to see that the ducttape held her secure. So she tried getting hre fingers under it instead, to peel it off. She should have waited with that until Sharon was not looking anymore.
As it was, Sharon saw it and smirked, a malicious glint in her eyes as she started tapping her fingers together and to the bars on both sides, until there was no chance for them to fumble at anything anymore. Now the fear slowly started to grow inside Lea, but for now the anger still prevailed. "What's wrong with you? I will tell my parents about this, you bitch-ow!"
Startled, Lea blinked at Sharon, her right cheek stinning. She had never before been hit. And now backhanded by such a stupid bitch. It really was demeaning. "Silence."
Lea glared, but for the moment she obeyed. "I will take care of the problem of you chattering to your parents, don't worry. For now I just hope that you won't get into trouble while I'm gone."
"Fuck you." This was not funny anymore, so Lea saw no reason to be polite. She had seen enough movies to not be surprised when a strip of ducttape, followed by several others, was smoothed over her lips to silence her. That Sharon added yet another strip across her eyes though surprised and frightened her. She tried to voice her protest, but for now the tape-gag turned them into muffled whimpers.
Sharon laughed and Lea could hear her stepping away, then typing something on the computer. "I will just change your status message to 'Tied up at the moment', okay?" Haha, very funny. The gag was not the only reason Lea was not laughing over that particular joke.
The door closed behind Sharon and Lea realized that she was alone in her room. Immediately she began writhing on her bed, struggling against the simple, yet effective, bonds holding her in place.
Now she was scared.
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I realize that a few stripes of duct-tape don't make the most effective gag, but Sharon is not very experienced at this.
...yet.
As always, I welcome feedback and suggestions, whether I listen to them or not.
Also, still interested in people wanting to roleplay some tie up games and scenarios of all kinds via messenger or messages, just contact me if you think it could be fun.