Back to back-tied up-we were idiots for imagining the two biggest tiers in the world would meet harmlessly. Idiots to start would be a describing word of us.
The girls walked around us chatting amongst themselves eagerly as we struggled from our back to back tie on separate chairs. We each were gagged with the other's shirts, and we were uncomfortable with it, not being gay and all.
Tape was rapped around our heads taped together many times as whenever the other moved, the other flew that way. We tried to escape to no avail, not like we thought there was any chance. We were shirtless with full erections in our pants as we both blushed from the embarrassment of the two girls staring and scheming at it.
We screamed at them into our gags as they just laughed from the barely audible sound. "At least we're in an interesting room, my own room," I thought to myself as Percy questioned me through his gag about my Ariana Grande poster on my wall.
We were stupid to believe that this would work...