My Crazy Friend

Postby Bondamorian » Wed May 14, 2008 3:49 pm

Alright, this is the first bondage story I've ever written. I've been reading these stories for years, and the recent drop in posts has stirred me to contribute my own stories. Any and all feedback on this story is welcome, and with that, here is part 1:

My Crazy Friend

A light breeze rustled through the leaves as a bright yellow Pontiac rolled up in the driveway. Casey had spent a long day at school, one week before her high school graduation; the anticipation had been getting to her, and she was ready for a nice, relaxing weekend with her good friend Natalie. Since Casey’s parents would be leaving town until Sunday evening, she made plans with Natalie to hang out all weekend.

Waking from her reverie, Casey got out of her car, walked up the walk and let herself into her house. Taking a deep breath, she dumped her books at the door, slumped onto the sofa, and pulled out her cell phone. As she dialed the number, the clouds shifted and a bright beam of sunshine fell through the bay window, reflecting off of her golden blonde hair. Casey was gorgeous, as a petite blonde with very nice curves; she got more than her fair share of attention from guys. While she was very reserved towards guys, her friend Natalie was a bit different. Being just as attractive, a petite girl with nice curves and black hair, Natalie saw her fair share of guys as well; she simply chose to go through more guys faster, and was a bit impulsive in general as a result.

Regardless, Natalie’s voice awoke Casey from her second daydream that day, “Hey Casey, you psyched for this weekend?”

“Yea, when are you coming over? My parents left this morning, we have the whole house to ourselves,” Casey replied with a crack of excitement in her voice.

“As soon as I’m done packing, I’ll be over. See you soon!” Natalie said, followed by a click. Casey laughed to herself at her friend’s impatience.

As Casey waited for Natalie to arrive, she cleaned up a bit: she took her books to her room, put all of her clothes away, and cleaned out the living room. As she put away the last magazine on her coffee table, the oh-so-anticipated ring of her doorbell came, and she nearly tripped to let her friend in. “Hey girl, what’s up?” Natalie said as she stepped in and threw her duffel bag in the floor.

“Nothing much, yet. What do you want to do first?” Casey inquired, still slightly out of breath from nearly tripping.

“Well,” Natalie replied, “Let’s start in your walk-in closet…”

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The evening sun shimmered on the horizon, below the breathtaking orange-red evening sky. Both girls were up in Casey’s room, lazily lying around her room. Having spent the last couple hours trying on clothes and talking about anything and everything, they were relaxing, both trying to think of what to do next. After a few quiet minutes, Natalie sat up and said, “Hey Casey…let’s play a game, I’m getting bored.”

“What kind of game?” Casey questioned her lazily.

“I don’t know, I was thinking…well, this one guy I used to date, Dale, used to like being tied up. I was never very good at it, and we broke up because of it,” Natalie paused, “I gotta say though, it was loads of fun tying him up. How about we tie each other up?”

Casey, a little hesitant about the idea, said, “Well…alright, we haven’t got anything better to do. Here, I think I have some rope in my garage, I’ll be right back.”

After a few minutes of rooting through her garage, she found what she was looking for; a box filled with several lengths of white cotton rope. As she opened the door to go back in the house, she also grabbed the roll of duct tape, getting a fiendish idea in her head.

“Hey Natalia, I’m back, look what I got,” Casey said in a slightly raised voice as she walked back into her room.

“Humph…you know I don’t like it when you call me Natalia. Just you wait until I tie you up,” Natalie said in a mock tough-guy voice.

“House rules, sweetie; my house means that you’re getting tied first,” Casey said in an exaggeratedly sweet voice, playing along with Natalie.

Natalie simply sighed, and with a playful smile put her hands in front of her. Casey pulled out the first piece of rope, and started to wrap it around Natalie’s wrists. After circling her wrists several times, Casey tied the two loose ends together and got another piece of rope from the box. She then tied Natalie’s ankles together the same way she tied her wrists, and then stood back to look at her work. “Is this all?” Natalie laughed with a slight wiggle of her wrists.

“Oh, yea, I almost forgot,” Casey giggled evilly as she ripped a piece of duct tape off of the roll.

“Oh, you evil bitch, that’s gonna hu-mmmmpphh!” Natalie replied, having her lips sealed by the tape.

Satisfied with her job, Casey collapsed into her computer chair and watched her friend mmph and struggle. After about three minutes, Casey’s smile slid right off of her face; it became apparent to Casey that she hadn’t done a very good job. Natalie had immediately untied her feet and then used them to pull the knot loose on her hands. Ripping the tape off of her mouth, Natalie cried, “Ouch! Well, now that I’m free, it’s my turn to get revenge! Hands behind your back!”

“Geez, you waste no time, do you?” Casey joked halfheartedly.

“You know me, time laying around doing nothing is time wasted,” Natalie said, a familiar air of impatience flecked in her voice.

Slightly miffed by her failure, Casey moved over to her bed and put her hands behind her back. She then felt her wrists touch as Natalie began to tie her up. Natalie started by looping the rope, and double wrapping her wrists. After a few crosses, she then started to cinch the ropes; from Casey’s perspective, however, it still felt pretty loose. “This shouldn’t be too much trouble,” she thought, “it isn’t that tight, and I can probably squirm free in a few minutes.”

For the third time that day, her thoughts were interrupted, this time by a rope wrapped around her torso. Natalie proceeded to pin Casey’s arms to her body, cinching that rope off as well. “Next up are those pretty legs of yours,” Natalie winked at Casey as she produced another cotton rope.

“Hardly,” Casey thought to herself again, “these are really loose, I should have no problem getting free.”

Testing her theory, Casey tried to move her hands around; she still had a decent amount of movement in them, bolstering her confidence. While she had been testing her range, Natalie had just cinched her ankles off and started to tie above and below her knees, using the same double loop and cinch pattern. After Natalie was satisfied with Casey’s legs, she got another length of rope and started to tie above and below Casey’s breasts. Casey, feeling just a tad uncomfortable, said, “Nat, that’s not really necessary, is it? I can barely move as it is,” and then struggled slightly to reaffirm her point.

“Well then, we’ll see how much you can move after this,” Natalie said with a glint in her eye as she walked behind Casey again.

Casey sat puzzled for a moment, and looked behind her just in time to see Natalie pull tightly on the rope around her wrists; instantly, Casey felt the rope tightly constrict her wrists. Casey then grunted out, “Woa, Natalie, that’s kind of tight, how am I supposed to get out?”

“You’re not; that’s kind of the idea of a tie up game, now isn’t it, Kay-Kay?” Natalie smiled, still with that glint in her eye.

Casey was about to tell her friend off for calling her “Kay-Kay”, but was distracted as she felt Natalie pull each and every rope she previously tied get pulled tight, resulting in Casey sitting up as straight as a statue. Natalie, with a slight swing in her hips, walked over to the roll of duct tape and waved it in front of Casey’s helpless form. “I do believe I’m forgetting something,” Natalie said in her most candy-coated voice.

Casey squirmed hard and tried to resist her fate, but Natalie simply held her mouth shut and placed three large strips of tape over Casey’s lips, effectively gagging her. “Mmmmmmph! Lmmmt mmmmmphg gmmmmph!” Casey tried to speak, but the tape drowned her pleas out.

“I’m sorry, did you just say ‘Payback’s a bitch?’” Natalie teased, taking the moment to poke Casey in the ribs.

Casey giggled into her gag, and still sitting up, started to struggle with all of her might. However, even three years of cheerleading didn’t help, and she slumped her shoulders, having used up a lot of her energy and still tightly tied up. Natalie, then mimicking Casey from earlier, sat back in the computer chair and watched Casey struggle valiantly, noticing the overheard light making Casey’s blonde hair shine brilliantly. Maybe it was the lazy spring evening, maybe it was Casey’s hair gleaming, and maybe it was Casey’s beautiful body, accentuated wonderfully by her struggles and her bondage, but something clicked in Natalie right then. She stood up, garnering Casey’s attention, and with a very seductive smile, said, “Struggle all you want, I have plans for you this weekend…”
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Postby Nuclearo » Wed May 14, 2008 5:10 pm

God story, would like to hear the rest. The beginning of the tying scene seemed slightly odd for a fiction, since 'out of boredom' is quite rare in these stories, but it still came together in the end.
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Postby ilikebeingtiedup » Wed May 14, 2008 11:25 pm

veeery nice :)

Postby Daniel » Wed May 14, 2008 11:47 pm

Really nice start here! Keep it up!

Postby Fesselfan » Thu May 15, 2008 1:57 am

Agreed, a good one :) Please continue.
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Postby DJScias » Sun May 18, 2008 1:51 am

Nuclearo wrote:God story, would like to hear the rest. The beginning of the tying scene seemed slightly odd for a fiction, since 'out of boredom' is quite rare in these stories, but it still came together in the end.


Um Nuclearo, i tie myself and family or friends,....up when i am bored, so it can be fiction...Some people yust play these games when they are bored. 8)
And i tie ppl to up when i yust want it(i don't need to be bored for it :D )

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Postby Bondamorian » Sun May 18, 2008 8:15 pm

Hey guys, thanks for all the feedback. I understand where Nuclearo is coming from; I kind of rushed the back story a bit, and you can kind of feel it when you read it. Regardless, the next part should be coming soon, I have a very busy week ahead of me.
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Re: My Crazy Friend

Postby Bondamorian » Fri Nov 14, 2008 2:35 pm

Sorry for the extremely long delay in posts, college takes up a lot of your time :P Regardless, here is chapter 2:

Casey’s eyes widened in shock; she hadn’t really thought about it, but she was completely vulnerable to Natalie’s will. She had seen that smile on her friend’s face several times; it was the same look she had whenever she was talking to a guy she liked. Being the only other person in the house, and tied up no less, this sent Casey into a frenzy of struggles. She immediately swung her legs up on the bed, rolled onto her tummy, and started to desperately reach for the knots on her legs. However, before she was able to so much as brush the ropes on her ankles, Natalie stopped her, “Relax, hon, I think you’ll enjoy what I have planned for you.”

“Can’t we discuss this first?” Casey squealed; or would have squealed, if not for the tape gag. All that came out was “Mmmm wmmme tmmmlk tmmmm ommmer?”
“Excellent idea, Case, you just can’t wait to get started, can you?” Natalie purred into her friend’s ear.

Before Casey could even blink a response, her friend gently flipped her over on her back, and sat on her tummy, mounting her. Then, with a delicate hand, began to lift Casey’s tank top up over her belly, and unbuttoned her jeans with the other hand. Casey closed her eyes, and though thoroughly nervous, felt that her feelings weren’t all bad; if anything, she was feeling a good kind of anxious, the kind you feel before a big party. She actually realized that her lack of freedom was turning her on. Having been a cheerleader throughout high school, she was accustomed to having complete use and flexibility of her body; being tied up confined that energy in her, and made her desperate to release it. Casey opened her eyes after feeling a surge of heat through her body; Natalie had cut the straps to her tank top, and pulled it down to expose her white, lacy bra. As a reflex, Casey tried to reach up and cover herself, but was reminded of her bondage by the ropes tying her up. This sent a fresh wave of heat through her, and she arched her back in pleasure.

“Well, I see someone is starting to enjoy this as much as me,” Natalie said, her voice slightly shaky, “I’m sorry I had to cut your top, but it was getting old anyways.”
Casey, with a light squirm, muffled an inaudible reply, also causing her breasts to shake.
“All right, I’ll stop talking, geez,” Natalie half laughed, half breathed.
She then flipped Casey onto her tummy, and after a playful slap on her butt, unlatched her bra. Then, just as she reached to flip her back over, music started playing downstairs.
“That sounds like my ring tone, I’ll be right Casey. Don’t do anything without me,” she said, laughing on her way out.
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