This story is of a long term tie up game.
It was a Saturday in summer and I had just finished work, about 6 when shop was cleaned up and I got round to my friend Sara’s flat. I was wearing a one piece red just above knee dress and leather sandals, which I kicked off at her door. Sara was already barefoot in ¾ length jeans and white top. Like me all 20 nails were painted bright red. She is 5’11 with dark brown curly hair.
“You are wearing too many clothes.†She said. “Go and get sorted.â€
I went to the bathroom to relieve myself and then to her bedroom where I took my dress off and hung it over the back of her chair. Next I took my bra off and finally slipped my knickers off. I turned to look at myself in the full-length mirror. I looked good, no tan lines even.
I went back to Sara and was suddenly embarrasses. Her flatmate Karen had was there. Long straight red hair and standing barefoot in a sundress.
“See. I said she was willing.†Said Sara.
I just blushed all the more.
Sara was holding some rope. “Turn round and hands behind you.â€
I obeyed and felt the ropes wound round my wrists as the tying up began. Next was my elbows, as Karen knelt in-front of me and began to tie my ankles and legs. The two of them worked quickly and soon had me completely immobilised. I was tied at ankles, above and below knees, thighs, wrists and elbows. My upper arms were bound against my sides and the ropes went above and below my breasts. My wrists were tied to a further rope which went round my waist and from this rope a u-shaped loop went between my legs being pulled tight up into my crack and pressing on some sensitive areas.
Finally Sara came out with 3 silk scarves and a mischievous grin: “Open wide.â€
I decided to be a bit rebellious and clamped my mouth shut. This earned a sharp slap on my bare bottom from Karen. I opened my mouth and allowed Sara to push in one rolled up scarf. The second was taken around my head, pulled between my teeth holding the first I place, and tied in place by Karen. Lastly Sara folded the remaining scarf up and placed it over my eyes before tying it behind my head, blindfolding me.
They laughed at me and tickled me a little, on my ribs, down the backs of my legs, and made me giggle quite a bit. Next they kindly helped me to my knees and on to my front. Then they bent my knees and it felt like they tied my ankles to my elbows, my wrists were tied into the tangle as I noted whenever I moved my feet the crotch tugged. And given how they tickled my bare soles, my feet were moving quite a bit.
I felt my big toes being tied together and then pulled down and forward and some tugging on my scarf gag so I guess my toes were tied to my gag pulling my head back uncomfortably.
Blindfolded, gagged, very strictly hog tied and toe tied with a crotch rope and totally naked I lat helpless on my friends floor as I heard Karen and Sara discussing their plans for the evening (I had no plans) and in particular my fate. It was then the doorbell rang and I heard another girl come in.
“Hi Wendy.â€
“Hi Wendy.â€
“Hi girls. Oooohhh what a lovely gift wrapped package. Is she for me?â€
“No but she is ours for the next 2 days.â€
2 days! Of course. I had Mondays off when I worked Saturdays so Sara must have planned to keep me tied up for both days.
“NNmmmmppphhhhh.†I cried into my gag.
The three girls showed me no mercy on my sudden realisation and all of a sudden 6 hands descended on my naked body and I was tickled ruthlessly tickled on every bit of exposed skin. I tossed and turned rolling as much as my bonds would allow and every twist t and turn pulling the crotch rope. Why did I think this was set to be the longest 2 days of my life?






