She's a Professional
"Are you sure I'll be able to get out though?" The ropes around my wrists grew increasingly tight as she finished tying them, carelessly flicking her long, flowing red hair away from her face.
She sighed and reiterated, albeit in a cheeky manner, "yes, now stop talking mister!" Eve re-positioned herself, squaring her body up with me. Gentle hands gripped my tensed arms which were now firmly secured behind my back, and she stared into my eyes, playfully biting her lip in an almost perplexed manner. The answer, of course, was to add more rope to my body, which I noticed was almost quivering in anxious excitement.
"Let's see if Willy here is a flexible boy, huh?" Rope was quickly applied to my upper arms, forcing my elbows together. I couldn't help but moan in slight discomfort, causing her to giggle.
"Don't call me Willy!" There was absolutely no way I was getting out of the predicament she had put me in; either way I hate that nickname!
"What are you going to do about it, Will-y?" She ruffled my short brown hair, momentarily satisfied with her rope-work so far. Only momentarily.
Not even a minute later, my legs were tightly secured together by my ankles. Legs outstretched, Eve promptly straddled me, planting her hands on my shoulders. I suddenly felt a shift in the dynamic of things. Normally I was always the dominant one out of the two of us, being far stronger and bigger than Eve. We'd occasionally wrestle and tickle each-other, and the only times where she'd end up on top of me or have me begging for mercy was if I had deliberately given her the advantage! However, as she ruthlessly applied more rope to my body, I felt that power slip away at an alarming rate; her obvious excitement and anticipation concluded that she was aware of this shift in power too. What exactly was she anticipating though?
I gazed out of her bedroom window, which gave view to the quiet Saturday afternoon neighbourhood. Children, whom had previously been riding bicycles and skateboards had resigned back to their homes, as the late afternoon sun slowly dwindled away. A cool breeze ran through her window, giving temporary alleviation to the hot summer weather.
"Come on Eve where did you even get all this rope from?" I tentatively struggled at my bonds, my fingers uselessly trying to find the knots. "You told me you were going to tie up my wrists and ankles and that I had five minutes to escape, where'd all this come from?"
"You better shush now, my little boy" Rope snaked around my legs just above my knees, restricting most of what little movement I had left. I caught a glimpse of her cleavage almost spilling out of her loose striped top. Her gorgeous blue eyes scanned my bound body, wondering what to do next to her captor.
"Well how about you untie me because I'm gonna tickle you til' you're exhausted Eve..." I said playfully, hoping she would take the bait. She looked at me and laughed, shaking her head.
"You naughty naughty boy, I'm going to have to punish you for that" she lightly pushed me from my upright position onto the bed and I instinctively rolled onto my belly so as to remove the pressure from my bound arms. I was met with a sharp pain to my ass, followed by a tight squeeze which caused my entire body to involuntarily tense up.
"Ow, Eve what the hell?!" I was so shocked at what she had just done; none of our previous wrestling encounters had ever involved that kind of thing... I was however grateful that I was lying face down as it concealed the erection that was slowly developing in my pants. I was actually becoming extremely aroused at how dominating and playful Eve was being, it was something I had never experienced before.
I made a subtle movement to try and make the situation downstairs more comfortable, which she obviously noticed as she quickly rolled me over onto my back to inspect me. She giggled at the now rock-hard boner I was sporting, clearly visibly through my shorts.
"Oh Will you're in big trouble now aren't you," She hopped off the bed and strode over to her underwear drawer.
"Eve what are you doing, come on untie me now or I'm gonna yell out for help!" I prayed she wouldn't take my statement seriously; I was dying of curiosity to see what she would do to me next. Yet at the same time I was so scared and nervous - I had never seen this side of Eve before. Sure, there was definitely sexual tension that had arose from our three-year long friendship, and we'd had plenty of flirty moments together - but nothing like this!
Eve straddled my body as I remained lying down on her bed, a pair of her black panties in her hand and a roll of duct tape. "You're gonna be a good boy now and open your mouth for me, or I'll force a dirty pair into your mouth, got it?"