Postby Bruno » Mon Jan 02, 2012 3:38 pm
The rope tightened and she was yanked onto her back, her legs folding beneath her – Alice crying out as her lips were freed. Sally knew she had 30 seconds max – Alice was calling out to Becca at the top of her voice. She had lassoed Ella (girl guides had finally come in handy) and now rolled her over and off the bed, all the while winding the long rope – used to hogtie her – around her torso so her arms were pinned. Sally leapt on her, picking up the cord used to secure Ella’s ankles and used it to tied Ella’s back to the bed post so she was in a sitting position. Ella couldn’t move her arms at all. Damn, Sally knew her knots. She whined into her gag. Her legs were free, but of no use to her as she was trust and bound to the bed post on her bum. Alice was still yelling, it had been about 20 seconds. Surely Becca would be coming. She twisted round and saw Sally throw herself on top of Alice, squashing the wind from her chest and covering her mouth with a firm hand. With the other she pulled off the rope still tied around her mouth and spat out the sodden panties. ‘Mmmmpphhhh, mmmmmlllleeeeee!’, begged Ella, straining to get Sally’s attention. But with a swift movement, Sally’s hand jumped, pinching Alice’s nose so she had to part her lips to breath. Then the panties were stuffed in and the rope brought over the top and secured. Alice screamed, kicking with her free leg, but all that came of it was a muffled croak and a sore toe. Sally slapped her thigh, then reached over and tightened Alice’s handcuffs by a few clicks. Alice fell still, powerless.
Then there were a couple of seconds of silence, in which all 3 girls listened for the sound of running footsteps; Alice in hope and Sally in apprehension. Nothing. Sally smiled widely and bent close to Alice’s ear. ‘Hmmm, it looks like you owe me something’, she whispered, her fingers walking up Alice’s stomach. She flipped Alice onto her back and pulled her tank top up. ‘Sorry dear, I need to borrow this, and these’, she added, unbuttoning Alice’s shorts. 'Nnnnnerrrrr!', protested Alice, trying to protect herself. Sally slapped her thigh sternly again. Then she wiggled Alice’s shorts down past her knees and off her free foot, so they were dangling around the one cuffed to the bed. Sitting on Alice’s chained leg, she un-cuffed her foot from the bed and whisked away the shorts. Alice tried to pull her leg away but it was already reattached to the metal bar. Ella’s eyes widened with intrigue as she glimpsed Alice’s overly-lacy, electric blue thong. Who was she trying to impress? Sally then pulled up Alice’s top further and unhooked the detachable shoulder straps on her matching blue bra. Alice squealed indignantly as Sally rolled her over and unfastened the bra’s hooks, removing it from her completely. ‘Hmph!’, protested Alice, watching sally reassemble the bra and put it on. It was only a little too small, which was lucky. ‘There’, said Sally, tweaking Alice’s exposed nipple, ‘now let’s have some fun shall we?’ She straightened up on her knees and made to step off the bed. ‘Ouch!’, she had knelt on Alice’s scissors. She picked them off the bed, where Alice had been trying to conceal them. ‘Hmmmm, cheeky.’ Then she bent down and cut off Alice’s tank top, throwing it at Ella and skipping lightly off the bed, leaving Alice wriggling on the bed in just her skimpy blue thong. She stood and slipped into Alice’s equally skimpy shorts, looking down at Ella. She grinned to herself, revenge would be sweet. Now what should she do with them?
Sally thought for a moment. She would have to act fast, and not mess about with any fancy knot tying or humiliation. She had secured Ella to the bed post in a hurry and it would not take her long to free herself. Her first then. She strode over to the draws under the lamp. This was where Ella and Alice seemed to be getting all their materials so it figured that there was a healthy stash in here. She was right. Sally giggled to herself as she rummaged through the more fetishy items. Someone had a thing for bondage. She grabbed a pile of coarse red rope and a red silk scarf and closed the draw. Then she deposited the rope on the bed next to the still wriggling Alice and skipped round to where Ella was sitting bound. Ella gave a little squeak through her now sodden ball gag as Sally untied her from the bed and forced her roughly to her feet. She would have run, but with her arms still pinned to her sides she would have fallen over immediately. She felt Sally shove her against the wall next to the head of the bed from behind. She let out an ‘ooof!’, as the wind was knocked out of her chest.
Then she felt a course rope around her ankles, wrapping just twice around before it was tied off. Then she felt Sally’s knees jab against the back of hers and she buckled suddenly onto the floor. ‘MMM!’, she protested. She hadn’t been this rough when tying Sally. Sally quickly blindfolded Ella with the red scarf and then unwound the rope around her torso. She saw Ella start to wiggle hopefully and stopped halfway, leaving the upper arms pinned. She then took a shorter piece of rope and tried to bring Ella’s wrists together in front of her. But Ella was stronger than her and she needed more hands to hold them together while she manipulated the rope. Time for a different kind of manipulation. She had left a length of rope about half a metre long at the end of Ella’s feet, which she yanked close to her. Ella froze. No, this couldn’t be happening. Then she shrieked and contorted as Sally’s fingers raked her soles, failing to extend her legs as Sally had a tight hold of the rope attached to them. Then it stopped suddenly and she felt a warm breath at her ear. ‘You’d better cooperate, or you know what’ll happen. And I won’t get tired.’ Ella whimpered. She had to comply. Anything but her feet. So she brought her wrists reluctantly together before her, whimpering into her gag. Sally pounced on them with the rope and tied them crossed. Wasting no more time, she hauled Ella back up and onto the bed. Then she removed her blindfold and attached the length of rope trailing from her ankles to the head on the bed. Ella was now laying the other way on the bed, face to face with the snarling Alice. Sally stopped momentarily to listen, it couldn’t be long now. She wrapped the silk blindfold around Alice’s eyes, ignoring her muffled protests. Sitting on both her legs, she tied her ankles the same as Ella’s, attaching them to the bed before un-cuffing her right ankle. Alice moaned and flipped onto her side – handy, thought Sally. She then turned and brought Ella’s arms up and, with some wiggling and grunting, down over Alice’s head, so Ella was now effectively hugging Alice. This was easier than she had expected it would be, as Ella had stopped trying to fight back, still scared that Sally might return to tickling her vulnerable feet. Now for the last touch. Sally shifted Alice closer to Ella their nipples and nose touched. Then she un-cuffed Alice’s right wrist and pulled it over Ella. She wormed her other hand under both their bodies and grabbed the free end of the cuffs pulling hard. Alice’s grunted as the metal dug into her wrist and allowed her hand to be dragged underneath Ella’s body. She felt the metal close once more around her right wrist and roared in frustration. She was now hugging Ella, her wrists cuffed behind Ella’s back just as Ella’s were tied behind hers. She squirmed experimentally, still unable to see, and felt Ella’s soft skin pressed close to hers. She wiggled her feet and one of her toes brushed the side of Ella’s foot. She heard Ella squeak and felt her knee twitch, catching her in the sweet spot between her legs. She squeaked in return, half in indignation and annoyance and half in surprised pleasure. Maybe even more than half. Sally watched this and chuckled, how interesting. She sat down on the bed, next to her captive’s feet. Time for just a little fun before she ventured downstairs. Reaching out, she flicked a nail across Ella’s left sole. Ella squeaked again and jerked, recoiling into Alice’s body. Alice grunted in frustration and head-butted Ella squarely in the forehead. Ella retaliated with another knee between the legs. Sally was surprised to see that Alice didn’t return the strike, but instead clamped her thighs round Ella’s knee, hugging her tighter.
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