“Stuck inside on a Saturday afternoon…” Rachel grumbled. Outside, a heavy rain tapped against the window. “Just perfect.” The teen paced the room, muttering to herself.
Lying on the bed, Nicole glanced up from the book she was reading. “So much for the weather forecast.” She said, sympathetically. The two friends had planned to spend their Saturday down at the park, but an unexpected squall blowing in had put an end to that idea.
“Well…” Rachel said with a sly grin. “Only one thing we can do now…” She disappeared into the closet.
“Work on that Bio-homework that’s due on Monday?” Nicole said sarcastically. Smiling, she set aside her book, sat up in the bed and closed her eyes. She was hardly surprised when, tiptoeing up quietly, Rachel suddenly slipped a rolled up bandanna over Nicole’s head and yanked it between the girl’s teeth. The free ends were pulled behind her head and knotted just below Nicole’s ponytail.
“Aaah eeesshh naaah…” Nicole grunted playfully. Rachel had barely finished knotting the gag in place when Nicole held up her hands, wrists pressed together, ready to be tied. Rachel quickly obliged her, slipping the free ends of a double-up rope through the bight and pulling it snug. A couple quick loops, a cinch to tighten them and a secure knot and Nicole’s hands were efficiently bound.
“Hold that a second…” Rachel said, handing the couple feet of extra rope dangling from the knot to Nicole’s hands. She held it out of the way while her friend got to work, taking another, shorter length of rope from their stash. This was soon tied in a snug belt around Nicole’s waist, over the t-shirt she was wearing.
Taking the first rope back, Rachel carefully lifted it up and over, so Nicole was forced to put her hands up and over her head, ending with her bound wrists held at the base of her neck. She gave a muffled squeal as Rachel suddenly gave her a light, playful shove, sending the half-tied teen tottering forward so she rest on her knees, her face pushed down onto the bed.
“Excuse me for a second…” Rachel said, teasingly, as she slipped the free end of the rope between Nicole’s legs. Lifting her captive back up, Rachel pulled it up again and knotted it off to the front of Nicole’s rope belt. The helpless teen have a muffled squeal of surprise as the rope was yank snug against her shorts. She gave a few experimental tugs and found moving her hands around, much less struggling with any great effort had and...interesting, effect on the rope pressed tight to her crotch.
“Have fun with that!” Rachel giggled. She pulled her friend over to the end of the bed. Taking one of Nicole’s ankles in hand, Rachel swiftly lashed it to one of the bed posts. By the time Nicole realized what was intended, the ropes were knotted tight.
“ooonn oooh aarre!” Nicole grunted through her gag, but she wasn’t in a position to stop her friend. She kicked with her free leg, but all struggling did was put more pressure on the crotch rope. Soon enough, Rachel had Nicole’s other leg bound to the opposite bedpost, leaving Nicole sitting on the bed, legs spread out, feet dangling over the end, kicking and twisting in the ropes.
With gleeful menace, Rachel slowly peeled off Nicole’s socks. The helpless teen gave a quiet whimper, knowing what was coming. “Oh, I almost forgot!” Rachel said, grabbing something from the bed behind Nicole. She found out what it was when Rachel grabbed her glasses, setting them on the nightstand, and tied another bandanna over her eyes as a blindfold.
With her bondage complete, Nicole could only await in horrid, eager anticipation, as Rachel crept quietly back around, kneeling in front of the bed and its squirming prisoner. Rachel took her time, letting the anticipation grow, but when she struck, she did so hard, her hands going to each of Nicole’s bare soles, fingers dancing across them.
Nicole’s muffled laughter spilled from the gag as her very ticklish feet were mercilessly exploited by her friend. Her struggles only added to the persistent teasing of the crotch rope, but under Rachel’s onslaught, Nicole couldn’t help but squirm and struggle.
“I’ll get you for this!” Nicole thought, between giggles, her mind already plotting how to pay Rachel back when it was her turn as captor...