"Fuck, I hate her so much". Bianca Castle thought while she stared at her best friend changing her clothes in front of the mirror.

Actually, she didn't hate her. More like the contrary, she loved her, but felt jealous whenever she looked at her.

Her friend, Jenna Hawks, was a brunette beauty, with brown hair and dark skin. She had two beautiful brown eyes and a smile that could melt an igloo. She was very sweet and nice to everyone, the kind of girl a mother would like as a daughter in law. And that's precisely what annoyed Bianca the most: her kindness.

Well, not really. What annoyed her the most was the fact that Jenna was straight, and so had rejected her lots attempts of getting a date with her. A romantic one, of course.

That, apart from her sweet personality, her beautiful face and her stunning body made Bianca totally jealous of her, and of any man she had dated with. And what got her even more angry was the fact that it had been Jenna the one who insisted in keeping being best friends. She didn't understand how she made her feel. Or she did and enjoyed feeling desired, but Bianca couldn't stand it anymore.

That's why she had set up a plan to make it all change, and it began when Jenna came to her room exclaiming:

  - Bianca!! I just got a call!!

  - Oh my God, Jenna, calm down. What is it?

  - You don't understand, Bianca. A prof photographer called me. He said he watched my portfolio and is interested in making a shoot with me for free!!

That was the dream of Jenna. She had always wanted to be a professional model. And she could, of course, at least in terms of beauty. She just didn't have the required money to get profesionally pictured. So that was the perfect chance for her.

Or so she thought.

 - So, who is this photographer? – Bianca asked, pretending.

 - Yes, I know what you tell me everytime about the perils of this world, so don’t worry, I’ve already checked him out. He’s got a nice and very profesional website, if you want to check it out.

 - Nope, that’s fine. I’ll trust your word. I just don’t know…

The photographer was actually an old friend from her she had learnt was into bondage. And so she did, so she found it as the best chance to trick her friend. She had set up a plan that was going just perfect.

 - Oh, come on. You don’t have to worry, Bianca. You can even come with me, if you want.

 - Won’t you feel weird? After all that’s been between us…

 - Let’s leave past in the past. You’re my best friend, Bianca. We could never ruin it.

Bianca smiled at her friend’s words. She began to feel a bit guilty, but she was decided. Either she would be hers or none’s.

 - Okay, I’ll come with, Jenna.

She hugged her bestie gladly and thankfully. Bianca smiled maliciously.

They got to the photographer studio in the suburbs. It was in the ground floor of a little building. Its walls were composed by bricks and its ceiling was painted in black, giving it all an industrial touch.

Both girls crossed the door to find a nice girl wearing a secretary classical outfit, white blouse with a smart suite and a pair of sexy glasses. She noticed them and asked:

 - Jenna Hawks, right?

 - Yes, madam – answered Jenna with her voice shaking.

 - Please go through that door. Pascal is already waiting for you.

 - Can my friend come too?

 - Sure! I don’t think he’ll have any problem.

Both girls went to the specific door to meet a thin man with glasses in the other side. He was wearing jeans and a pale white shirt and, even though his slimness, he was kind of muscled.

 - Hello! Nice to meet you! So, which one of you is Jenna? – he asked politely.

 - I am – the sweetie answered.

 - Nice to meet you, honey. Wow, you look stunning.

She did, indeed. Jenna was wearing a soft white summer dress with a roses pattern, two red high heles and had used the exact amount of make up to make her beauty shine even brighter.

Bianca was so jealous and, at the same time, in love with her. Not like if she was ugly or something, she certainly wasn’t. She just couldn’t stop thinking about her bestie. Dreamed with her, think of her. She was totally obsessed. That’s what she had decided to backstab her trust after all those years of friendship. It was an all or nothing move.

 - And you are… - Pascal pretended not to know her.

 - I’m Bianca. I just came with Jenna to support her.

 - Wow, you must be very good friends.

 - We so are! – Jenna asked happily, hugging her friend.

The truth was that Bianca had contacted Pascal to get Jenna in bondage. She wanted to make her suffer, or maybe make her get in love with bondage and, after all she had in mind, with her. It was a risky plan, and the chances for it to backfire were too high, but the prize was worth the risk.

 - So, shall we begin? – Pascal asked.

 - Yes!! – she exclaimed excite – Oh my God, I’m so nervous! I’ve even brought some other outfits to get changed.

 - That’s great, Jenna! And you don’t have to worry, really. We’ll go step by step, you put he rhythm.

She nodded smiling, and began posing. Pascal barely told her anything, apart from some corrections in some specific possitions. But she felt pretty natural and beautiful.

After the dress came the second outfit; casual short jeans with an partially unbottoned soft blue blouse. She remained stunning, looking everywhere where Pascal’s camera was at. The flash seemed to love her, as much as Bianca, who kept staring at her with a mixture of envy, love and hate. Why couldn’t she just like women?

The third outfit was just the most difficult to watch for her. It consisted in a short red skirt and a so red so short tank top. It made her boobs outstanding, just like her pear butt.

“She knows it’s too small for her. Why does she wear it? Does she want to make me jealous?”

Bianca was out of control, but she tried to remain calmed to the outside. Time would pay.

 - Do you like it, Bianca?

 - Yes. It’s just… stunning. Just… stunning – she said.

After Pascal was done with that third, Jenna was about to head to the changing room, when the photographer stopped her.

 - Wait, Jenna. I know this might sound a bit unappropiate, but I’d like to propose you something.

 - Yes? What is it? – the girl asked innocently and curiously.

 - Have you thought about being a lingerie model? You really have a nice body, and you could make a huge amount of money if you also dedícate to that part of the business.

 - Are you sure? I don’t know…

 - I won’t insist you. It’s just a possibility I’m offering.

 - Mmmm I don’t know. What do you think, Bianca?

 - I think that, if this is your dream, you have to go for it. I can even get undressed to my undies too, if that makes you more comfortable with all this.

 - Would you do that for me?

 - Of course, sweetie!

 - Okay. That would help, I think. Thanks, Bianca. Really. You’re a good friend. Okay, Mr. Pascal, I’ll do it!

 - Great! – he cheered up.

Both girls got soon undressed. Jenna’s body looked even more awesome without any clothes over it, apart from her bra and panties.

Jenna’s underwear consisted in a tight black bra and a pair of white panties. Bianca’s, on the other side, wore a full red lace lingerie set.

 - Okay, honey. Let’s get to it.

Jenna obeyed and began posing again, more sensually than last time, melting Bianca’s heart and turning he ron like hell.

After countless flashes, Pascal came up with a new proposition.

 - Oh, Jenna, this is so embarrasing, but I also made this proposition to all of my models. I must say that this little thing could open you a lot of doors, since directors or profesional fashion designers tend to search for models willing to do almost anything.

 - Wait! Are you talking about sex? – Jenna asked horrorized. As much as she wanted to become a prof model, she sure didn’t want to get to the bottom.

 - Of course not, my dear! I’m just talking about some rope bondage.

 - Rope bondage? – she asked innocently.

 - Yes, honey. It’s about getting tied up, nothing too hard, just some rope over your legs and upper body, and taking a few pictures of you like that.

 - Wait… you want to… to… tie me up?

She had changed her way of speaking. There were no more worrying or frightening, just some curiosity and beware.

 - But just for the pictures, honey. I promise nothing wrong will happen to you, Jenna. We have Bianca here, as a witness.

 - Mmmm, I’m not sure – said the still unconvinced Jenna, turning to her friend -. Bianca, what do you think?

   - Well, after all it’s up to you, honey. But I would give it a try. If you feel safer, I could dial 9-1-1 and leave my phone ready to call, if Pascal doesn’t mind. He, in case he wanted to stop me, could never do that before me calling. Would that be okay for you, Pascal?

 - Anything to make you two feel safer, girls.

 - So, what do you think, Jenna? Come on! Give it a try.

Jenna hesitated during a couple of seconds, but finally found herself agreeing to something she would have never thought.

 - Okay, okay, I’ll do it! Fuck, this is insane – she added laughing.

   - Yay!! – Pascal celebrated.

He went to a wardrobe nearby and took some coils of rope from it. Different sizes and lengths, he putt he nylon over the table.

 - Okay, here’s what I usually do. I normally tie some parts of the model’s body little by little, until she tells me when it’s enough. Is this fine for you?

Jenna nodded, still happily though a bit suspicious.

 - Okay, then put your hands behind your back, honey. I’ll start with your wrists.

 - Humm, alright.

Jenna conceded. Bianca kept watching the whole show with a big smile. She was enjoying the moment so much. When Pascal finished tying the first knot, he asked:

 - That’s it, is that too tight?

 - Actually not. It’s much more comfortable than expected.

 - Oh! I’m so glad to hear that. Then let’s take some pictures of you like this. I want you to pose some lustly, you know? Like if you wanted to sub whoever is watching this picture, even though you’re the one tied up. Do you know what I mean?

 - Yes, I think I do.

Then the flash got back to work again, and Jenna began posing sexily, biting her lips or putting puppy eyes. Bianca felt like she was melting at any second of it.

 - Perfect, you look stunning, Jenna. How about we tie your wrists?

 - Sure! This is kind of fun hahaha – she laughed – how do I look, Bianca?

 - You look awesome, sweetie.

Pascal kept doing his job with Jenna’s ankles, tying them tighter than her wrists, but Jenna didn’t seem to notice. Or, at least, she didn’t say a word. After having her feet bound, he got back to the session, taking several pictures where the brunette appeared smiling, looking lustfully at the camera or even pretending to be scared.

Jenna was having fun, ignoring the immediate fate that was approaching to her.

 - You are awesome, Jenna. I hope you’ll like these pictures.

 - Thank you! I’m sure I will. And thank you, Bianca, for coming with me, and never leave me alone.

 - You don’t need to thank me, Jenna. I do this with pleasure, we will always be together.

She smiled maliciously, but Jenna didn’t notice.

Pascal asked her to tie her legs, and she, once again, conceded. He bound He tied the knots a bit tighter again, and this time, Jenna did made a comment.

 - Uhm, this is a bit tighter, isn’t it?

 - I don’t know, honey. I wouldn’t say so. But I can make it a bit more loose if you’d like.

 - No, doesn’t matter, don’t worry.

Once her legs were properly secured, and the session of this part of the bondage was done, he asked once again:

 - Now it’s time for your elbows.

 - My elbows?? – she asked a little scared.

 - Yes, honey. If you tie a girl’s elbows together, or at least as close as they can get to be, it makes her breasts to stand out, which makes her look even more amazing and stunning.

 - I… I don’t know about this. I think this is enough tying for me.

 - Oh, come on, you won’t regret, I swear.

Jenna looked into Bianca’s eyes, who just nodded smiling, making her sure she would be just next to her.

 - Okay, but not too tight, please.

 - Your wish is my command.

He forced Jenna’s elbows together until they touched, convincing her it would look better. She wasn’t quite convinced, but not like if she could do much to stop him.

 - And, at last, there is a part of this industry in which its members are obsessed with women’s feet. Gross, I know – he added, watching Jenna’s face - but it can be fun too.

 - Feet? Dude…

 - I would only tie your thumbs together. That’s it. No more.

Jenna hesitated, but this time she didn’t look at Bianca to agree. What could go wrong by letting a professional photographer bind her thumbs?

He tied her toes and took a few more pictures, now with Jenna posing more reluctantly, he smiled and turned to Bianca.

 - Well, Bianca, it seems like we got her good,didn’t we?

 - It seems so, yes. Hahahaha – she laughed, causing a grin of panic in Jenna’s face.

 - What are you talking about? – the model asked, terrified.

 - Well, I have to be honest with you, honey – Bianca said – this is not an average photoshoot. Pascal is an old friend of mine, and all this has been set by him and me to have you like this.

 - Like this?

 - Tied up. In bondage. Just for me.

 - But… why?

 - Because I love you, Jenna. I’ve told you several times, but you don’t seem to understand. I love you, I don’t want to be your friend, I want to be your lover, your girlfriend, I want to fuck you.

 - Bianca, we talked about that!! Are you crazy? So your plan to make me date you was kidnapping me?? You’re mad if you think I won’t go to the police right after I’m out of here.

 - Not only you’re not going to the police, but you’re also going to let me play with you, even enjoy it, if you don’t what these kinky photos online, right Pascal?

 - I’m transferring them to my computer right now! – he answered laughing.

This kept Jenna in silence. How could she be so naive? She had trusted who she thought was her best friend, and not only she had betrayed her, but she also intended to take advantage of the situation.

 - So? What’s going to be?

 - But… what are you going to do with me?

 - You’ll see, honey.

 - Done! – said Pascal – I’ve got the pictures in my laptop. I’ll send them to you, Bianca but, for now, I’ll leave you two alone to enjoy your moment.

He said goodbye and left the room.

 - But… Bianca… why? – Jenna asked crying.

  - Oh, enough with the questions – she answered – just let yourself go.

Then, she began rubbing her clit through her panties, before taking them off, leaving her womanhood in plain sight.

 - What are you doimpphhhhhhh?? – Jenna didn’t see that coming. Bianca stuffed her used and already wet panties inside her mouth. She could taste her friend’s lust inside her mouth.

 - So you like men, don’t you? I’ll change that.

She continued by taking off her bra.  Her breasts may not be as beautiful as Jenna’s but didn’t have much to envy. After taking her upper underwear off, she did the same and put it into her friend’s mouth, who could just articulate muffled sounds and protests.

 - How does my most private me taste, friend? Hahahaha – Bianca mocked.

 - MPHHHHHHHHHH! – Jenna tried to scream, uselessly.

 - And now for the finale…

She grabbed a ballgag from the wardrobe where Pascal had the ropes, and put it over all the stuffing, buckling the strap tightly behind her neck. She took a look at Jenna and realized she had missed something. So she took a longer coil of rope and wrapped it around her waist, next through her clit to finally tie it with her ankles, getting her friend in a beautiful ball-tie, and providing her a nice crotchrope.

 - This is called a crotchrope, and I’m sure you’ll love it. You’ll see, if you grab it from behind, you can tighten it and it will make you feel like heaven, just like this.

She grabbed the crotchrope from behind Jenna’s back and, all of a sudden, the model felt glorius. She had never felt such a feeling. After all, at least in this part, Bianca was right. Maybe, this “bondage” thing wasn’t that bad. But Bianca had tricked her. And she even had her used and tasty underwear in her mouth. That would be something difficult to forgive.

But the game wasn’t over. Not yet. Bianca looked into her friend’s eyes and began going down her body, to get to her feet. Then, without any doubt, began Licking them, causing Jenna to laugh out due to the tickling.

 - MPHHHAHAHAHHAHAA – she muffling laughed.

 - Do you like this? – Bianca mocked.

Jenna shook her head no, although the tears in he reyes, caused by laughing, didn’t seem to agree. Besides, she couldn’t stop using this crotchrope. It felt like heaven, just like Bianca had said.

 - And now comes the best part – Bianca added with a grin.

“Is there more?” Jenna asked herself, and panicked when she saw Bianca calling Pascal, who immediately came back with his camera.

 - It’s my turn, honey.

 - Mphhhhh? – Jenna didn’t expect that. So Bianca also wanted to be tied up?? But why?

 - But first… - she untied the part of the last rope that wrapped her waist to her ankles, and just left the crotchrope. That way, she sat over Jenna’s thighs and surround her waist with her legs.

Pascal understood it was now his turn to act and began wrapping Bianca’s wrists together, to continue with her ankles and knees, as much as he could, since Jenna’s body was right in the middle.

Next, he bound her elbows, which touched each other, just like Jenna’s. Only then, her friend realized of the good tits Bianca had. Maybe she had been so focused on herself that she had forgotten she could be causing pain in Bianca’s heart.

To finish the bindings, he applied a toe-tie and a crotchrope, which Bianca immediately began to play with.

 - What will it be for the gag, lady? – he asked playfully.

 - I’ll take what she’s taking – she answered happily.

 - Coming!

Pascal grabbed a pair of scissors, which made Jenna to groan of panic. But he just cut her panties and her bra, and stuffed them in Bianca’s mouth, who received them gladly.

Bianca was enjoying herself a lot. She had like bondage since she remembered, and being so tightly tied up, along with her bestie, or at least until that day her bestie, and with her mouth stuffed with her crush’s underwear was something she could barely bare.

As son as the ballgag was applie, she cummed for the first time. She knew more would come soon.

 - And we have a special dessert tonight for the ladies – Pascal added grabbing a roll of microfoam tape – how would you like to be wrap gagged over the balls.

 - MPHHHHHHHH! – both girls moaned. Bianca, celebrating Pascal’s decisión, Jenna, the contrary.

They soon found themselves tightly wrap gagged, with the microfoam wrapped ten times around each other’s heads.

Then, he took back his camera and began shooting again. This time, it took him a while to end with the session, since Bianca had previously told him to take his time. After he was done, he just said:

 - Well, ladies, it’s been a pleasure. I’ll come back in a couple of hours to untie Bianca… and Jenna if Bianca tells me you’ve behaved, hahaha. Enjoy, girls!

Bianca said goodbye through her gag, but Jenna was too busy testing how tight she had been tied up, to check if she could escape. It seemed pretty unlikely.

After a while, she decided to let go. She looked at her friend’s eyes, who looked at her proudly. Suddenly, her fierce and hate began to vanish, leaving their places to pleasure. She grabbed again her crotchrope and rubbed it against her clit, son finding her prize.

Yes, she liked it, and so she made Bianca know about it by kissing her through her massive gag. Even like that, through a huge amount of underwear, a ballgag and ten wraps of microfoam tape, she could feel her friend’s lust, her wetness, her lips.

Not only she had forgiven her. She loved her. She knew it now.

Jenna approached Bianca to get her vagina as close as she could of hers, so that she could feel her crotchrope along with Bianca’s womanhood.

They kept kissing and cumming for several hours. Jenna got to be grateful with her friend, for introducing her into a world she would have never discovered by herself.

She loved bondage. And she loved Bianca. And the combination of them two would be the dream she wanted to live.