Synopsis: Three college friends get the weekend off after their midterms. To celebrate, two of them decide to introduce the third to their kinky games...

The semester was finally over. We had spent hours studying for the final exams together, staying up all night in order to make sure we truly knew everything we needed. Whether it was in the library until early in the morning, in the campus cafe after school hours or just in our dorm, we had exhausted ourselves making sure we were prepared. It had payed off, all three of us had taken our exams and felt we did excellently. No answer felt wrong.

We had gone out to Pauline's Diner to celebrate. We almost never ate here, it was too expensive to do so often. But we felt we should treat ourselves from our job well done. We were sitting at a booth near the front of the restaurant next to a large window that looked out at the parking lot.

"Oh my god, I feel so relaxed now", Sam said, relaxing in her booth.

"I know, I don't feel stressed at all", I replied, smiling at Sam. She was wearing a long sleeve shirt that was too big for her, the sleeves scrunched up at her wrists. She had shorts on, clashing with the winter weather outside. Her hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail, which she was constantly adjusting.

"I didn't realized how much stress I was under until my last exam was done", Jen said, stretching her arms out. She was wearing a gray sweatshirt and leggings, her hair slightly ruffled from the long day of test taking.

All three of us sighed together, then giggled when we did it at the same time. This happened often, we would accidentally do the same thing at the same time, then laugh when we noticed us doing it.

Pauline herself came over to us with a tray of food and set our meals down in front of us. She knew we were college students and always made sure to heap our plates extra-high with what we ordered to take home as leftovers.

"Well, glad to see you girls back here!" She said, carefully setting the plates piled high with delicious-smelling food.

"Yeah, it's been a while", I said, thanking her. "We just finished up our midterms".

"Yeah, and how did that go?" she asked, setting a stack of napkins on the table.

We all said they went well and were glad to be done with them.

"Now that you guys don't have anything to worry about, what are y'all planning to do this weekend?"

"Oh nothing much, probably relax and hang out around campus", I replied.

"Yeah, something like that" Sam said, giving Jen a weird side eye, smiling at her. I knew this look when I saw it, it meant those two were up to something. I didn't question it there in front of Pauline, but it had slipped my mind by the time she had left.

We returned to our dorm room later that evening. It was brisk out, our breath steaming in the air. We were completely warmed up from walking through the building to our dorm. We shared it and split the cost three ways. I was lucky Sam and Jen had let me join them in the room. Their previous roommate had graduated and they needed another person to help split the cost. They had known each other for years before attending the college, I had met them at the start of this year only. We had instantly become good friends and had spent our free time studying or hanging out together.

I hung my jacket up on the peg behind the front door. Sam and Jen had already entered and plopped down onto their beds. They shared a bunk that was pushed up against the south wall of the dorm, I had my own bed that was up against the north side. Our desks sat against the wall in between the two beds with a large open space in the middle of the room. We had been lucky and had gotten a room at the corner of the building, so we had a much larger room than many of the other dorms.

I stepped lightly over towards my bed and glanced at myself in the mirror. My brown hair was shoulder length and curled slightly up at the ends, looking similar to a way someone would wear their hair in the 50s. I had a comfortable low-cut dress shirt on with a black skirt and leggings. I typically dressed in a more professional way than my counterparts, my parents had sent me through private schooling and the dress code had kind of stuck.

I continued to my bed and laid down on my back, letting out a huge sigh of relief. I felt so tired after the long day, all I wanted to do was fall asleep.

"So, Gracie, what do you want to do tonight?" Jen asked from her top bunk, smiling at me in an almost devious way that I didn't notice.

"Mmmm, I really just want to go to bed..." I yawned, closing my eyes and stretching my arms out.

"Oh come on, don't you want to do something fun instead?" Sam asked from her bunk, sitting up on her arms. "We just finished this term, we don't have anything that needs to be done!"

"I know, but I'm really tired. I just kinda want to go to bed." I replied, glancing over at their bunk. Jen and Sam were looking at each other, giving each other the same look as in the restaurant.

"Hey, I know that look. What were you guys planning?" I said, rolling over onto my side to look at them. Whenever I saw that look, I knew they wanted to do something that was... how should I put it... 'against the rules'. Whether it was sneaking boys into the dorm room or heading out to party, I knew it was something that I wouldn't really approve of.

The two girls laughed. "Well, we thought since the midterms are over you might want to have some fun", Sam said.

"You guys know I don't really like parties".

They laughed again. "No no, we don't mean parties. We want to have some fun in our dorm." Jen smiled, giving me a significant look.

I tilted my head, frowning. "I... Don't get it. What do you wanna do?" I said, puzzled. We didn't own any board games, a TV, nothing we would play a 'game' with.

Jen jumped down from her top bunk, landing softly on her socked feet. "Well, we did have something in mind." She said, still smiling.

She leaned down underneath Sam's bed and pulled out a bin. I had never noticed the bin hidden under the bed before. 'That's where the games must be' I thought naively to myself.

Jen flipped the latches off either side of the lid and opened it as Sam sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed. I sat up too, leaning forward to look into the bin. Inside were several coils of rope, wrapped neatly together. Jen removed one such coil and walked over to my bed.

"Alright Gracie, hands behind your back!" Jen instructed, sitting down next to me. I frowned at her, confused.

"Why?"

"Well, this is the game. We take turns tying each other up, and we have to see if we can escape!" She replied, smiling at me. I complied, still slightly confused. I crossed my hands behind my back, offering them to Jen for her to wrap in the rope. She wrapped the rope around a few times and tied a knot, then said "Alright, your time begins... now!"

I was quickly able to loosen the rope by wiggling my hands back and forth until one wrist was able to slide out. "Done!" I said excitedly. I was always of the competitive nature and really liked winning.

"Wow, that was good! One minute and... nineteen seconds." Sam said, holding her phone in her hand.

Sam told me to tie her hands next, and was able to escape in under 10 seconds. I did the same for Jen, and she escaped almost as quickly as Sam did.

"Alright, your turn again. Now, this was just a warmup to introduce you to the game. Since you understand it now, we are going to be allowed to use all the rope in the bin, not just one coil. OK?" Sam asked me. "Yeah, sounds good!" I said, not quite realizing what I was about to get myself into.

Sam smiled at Jen, and both retrieved several coils of rope from the bin. They descended upon me, tying not just my wrists but also my elbows, ankles and legs. I was startled by the tightness they were tying my limbs with, it was much tighter than the previous round. When they stepped back, I sat on the edge of my bed tightly secured with the rope. There were coils of rope wrapping around my ankles, above and below my knees, my elbows and wrists. My elbows weer being pulled tightly back, forcing my shoulders backwards. I wiggled uncomfortably, noticing that they had wrapped rope in between my legs as well, pulling the loops tighter by cinching the together.

"Wow, this is... really tight", I said, shifting my body around, testing out the ropes. Ten minutes into the challenge, I had managed to loosen the ropes no more than when they had been applied.

"Alright, I quit. I can't escape. You guys had better untie me" I said, flopping down onto my side. Jen and Sam had sat on the bottom bunk of the other bed, watching me struggle.

"No, that isn't how the game works. You either escape, or you don't" Sam said with a large smile on her face. Jen stood up and walked toward the end of my bed. I watched her warily, worrying about the 'look' the two had given each other earlier. She leaned down and groped around in my laundry basket. She stood back up, holding a pair of my socks.

I watched her frowning, unsure as to what she was going to do. She walked up to me and stood directly in front of me, still.

"What are yo-MMMMM" The moment I had opened my mouth, she had leapt forward and shoved the socks into my mouth. I twisted my head away, trying to dislodge the garments. Sam had jumped up and run towards the bed and began to quickly wrap a roll of duct tape around my head. I tried to yell at them to stop, but the socks made only indistinguishable 'mmphs' come out. When the two stepped back, my socks were securely held in my mouth. I pulled against the ropes holding my arms in place to no avail. I realized they had been planning something like this for months.

'Are my friends really kinks?' I thought to myself. I had always thought that people with those fetishes were disgusting, why would you want to tie someone up? It seemed perverted to me, and so I quickly dismissed the thought that my friends were these types of people. And yet... it felt strange being tied up. I had struggled for ten minutes to no avail, I knew I wasn't able to get out. Being gagged with my dirty socks was definitely uncomfortable, but I didn't know why I wasn't hating my friends for it.

"mmm, mmm mMMM mmPPhh!" I said into the gag, trying to ask them what they were doing.

They just laughed and sat down on the bunk. They watched me intensely with large, observing eyes. I wasn't sure what they were looking at me like that for, so I asked them the same thing again.

"You need to escape!" Jen said in response to my muffled question. "Its the game, remember!"

I again began to pull at the ropes around my arms, flexing my body to try to get out. I pushed at my socks with my tounge to try to dislode them, but the several layers of tape wrapping around my head prevented them. My legs were held tight, the rope wrapped around my leggings softly yet firmly securing them together.

While I was struggling, I realized I wasn't miserable like I thought I would have been. I was completely restrained in front of my two friends with my own used socks secured in my mouth, but I felt kinda... good? I wasn't sure. I could't tell if I enjoyed this. 'Enjoy it? No way! You hate this, you hate the idea of this!' my brain told me. 'But... it feels good' I responded. I could feel myself enjoying being at the mercy of my friends. The 'I hate this' thoughts slowly died out in my head, being overcome by enjoyment of my situation. I looked over at Jen, who no longer had a smile on her face. She looked at Sam, sitting next to her.

"I don't think she's enjoying this" Jen whispered to Sam. She hadn't intended for me to hear it, but I had. Sam leaned over to Jen.

"Yeah, I think you're right. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." She responded in the same whisper. She stood up and walked towards me with a renewed smile on her face. "Alright, you can't escape. Do you want us to untie you now?"

It was at that moment I made up my mind. I looked at Sam standing over me and slowly shook my head, side to side. Sam seemed surprised. "You... don't want us to untie you?" I paused, then shook my head again, committing to my answer.

Sam turned around and looked at Jen, who had the same startled look on her face. Jen asked me, "You are absolutely sure, you DONT want us to untie you." I shook my head again. Jen and Sam looked at each other with gleeful expressions on their faces.

"One last question. Are you enjoying this right now?" Sam asked me with an expectant look on her face. I closed my eyes and thought for a second, before nodding my head.

Sam laughed to herself before walking over to the bin and removing another object. It was a wand. I knew this only from things I had seen online, but had no idea that my friends were in possession of one. My conservatively-brought up background told me that it was a disgusting thing used only by disgusting people... but my second thought was that maybe it wasn't so bad. Sam sat down on the bed next to me, gesturing with the wand, asking if I was ok with it. I thought for a long time before I slowly shook my head. I was conflicted inside but the new feelings I was experiencing told me to go with it.

Sam turned the wand on which made a soft buzzing sound. She hesitated before setting it on my crotch. I instantly felt great, the vibrations running down into my body. I moaned into my gag, causing Sam to remove the wand. Being robbed of the new feeling made me upset. "mmmmm, mpph mm mmm" I said. Sam looked at me and gestured with the wand again. I quickly nodded my head, telling her to replace it. She smiled at Jen, who was watching from the other side of the room. She replaced the wand and I felt the same tremors pass through my body. I moaned into the gag, closing my eyes. It felt so good, I had never felt like this before. My body was restrained, the socks were secured in my mouth, I could feel Sam's body next to me, the wand was pushing me farther than I had ever been pushed before.

"MMMMM" I cried into the gag, everything adding up. I breathed hard through my nose, relaxing my body. I noticed Sam and Jen smiling at one another but it didn't register. I was so preoccupied with the new wave of feelings I felt for my friends, for my situation, for my beliefs...

I barely noticed my friends untie me and remove the gag. I barely noticed me pick myself up and walk to the bathroom, where I stripped off my clothes and got in the shower. I barely noticed myself get out of the shower and change before returning to the room. All I could think about was how good I had felt, and what it meant for everything I had known and believed before that experience.

I walked out of the bathroom to be greeted by my friends sitting anxiously on the bed. They were watching me, worried about what I was going to say. I pulled myself from my thoughts and looked at them on the bed.

"Can... can we do that again?" I asked timidly, worried about their answer. I had forced the sentence out of me, conflicted as I was about my feelings. The happiness I had felt in those thirty minutes tied up had managed to overcome my doubts.

Sam and Jen instantly broke out into a smile. They looked at each other and laughed, relieved by what I had said. I smiled too, standing there before them.

"Of course we can do that again!" Sam said, laughing. She rushed towards me, embracing me in a hug. Jen did the same. I hugged them back, glad we all felt the same way about my experience.

We stepped back taking a deep breath. We realized we all had taken the breath at the same time and giggled. Sam was the first one to break eye contact by returning to the bin, in which the coils of rope lay neatly wound. She stood up, unwinding it. "So, are you ready to have some more fun?" she asked with a large smile on her face.

When she asked this time, no doubting thoughts entered my mind. No voice in my brain asked if it was a bad idea. All I felt was expectiation for what Sam and Jen had in store for me now.

"Lets do it!"