Tying with friends

Postby Jay Candice » Mon Aug 27, 2012 3:36 pm

“Let’s try it,” Jess said confidently.

“I dunno,” Bianca muttered, brushing some of her raven hair behind her ear. “This looks dangerous.”

Jess rolled her eyes. Bianca never wanted to do anything. Even after they had looked over bondage websites for almost three weeks, her friend was still hesitant to try. How bad could it be?

“We’ll start out slow,” Jess said. “We’ll do nothing extreme first, and then, if we like it, we can go into bigger stuff.”

“What do you mean like bigger stuff?”

“You’ll see if we do it.”

Bianca bit her thumb, a habit that Jessica knew occurred whenever her friend was nervous about something, which was all the time. “What if someone finds out? It’ll be so embarrassing.”

“Look, do you want all the stuff I bought for this to go to waste?” I sighed. “Besides, we’ll just do it here, in my room. Nothing bad can come from that, right?”

“Okay, okay, nothing big okay?” She said, grumbling.

“Why don’t you tie me up first?” Jess suggested. “Then I’ll try it on you.”

“Fine, whatever.” Jess wasn’t being completely honest with her friend. To be perfectly truthful, she had been looking at websites like this for more than half a year. She had been immediately intrigued. Since then, she had been trying to find opportunities to get her best friend to become interested as well. After months of subtly suggesting, only recently had her friend become involved.

It had thrilled her when Bianca started to warm up to the idea of bondage. Immediately Jess had bought some rope, tape, bandannas, soft scarves, and other things in anticipation that she would be able to tie or be tied up. She had read up on knots and ropes and safety, but never tried any of the self-bondage on the sights. Maybe later.

She smiled as she handed Bianca the white cotton rope. The girl’s short black hair bobbed as she grasped it nervously. Jess positioned her hands behind her back and grinned again as she felt Bianca winding the rope around her hands before tightening it off with some random knot.

“Try to get free,” Bianca said, finishing the knot.

“What, that’s it?” Jess complained, disappointed that she wouldn’t try the other things that was shone on websites.

“What else?” Bianca asked, hesitant.

“Aren’t you at least going to do my ankles?”

Bianca paused. “But what if you can’t get free?”

If Jess could wave her hand, she would have. “Don’t worry about that. It’ll take a lot more than what you’ve got to restrain me.”

With a shrug, Bianca got out another coil of rope and positioned Jessica’s legs together. She wrapped the rope around her ankles as tight as she3 could and knotted it off, then did the same at the knees.

“There,” She said, finished.

“Better,” Jess complimented. She twisted her wrists in an attempt to get free. It wasn’t too hard, Jess knew that her wrists would be out in no time. She just had to move through the pain and wiggle out. She twisted her wrist back and forth, pulling it little by little out of the coil. It wasn’t a minute before she wrenched her wrist out and started to untie her ankles and knees.

“How did you do that?” Bianca asked, dismayed.

“Anybody could do it,” Jess replied. “Your turn. Want to see how to REALLY tie someone up?”

“No,” Bianca muttered. “But it looks like you’re going to do it anyways. Go ahead.”
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