Synopsis: Isa is a petite, sweet 18 year old girl who is fascinated with bondage. When she accidentally walks in on her neighbors in the middle of a bondage scene, they decide to give her her first taste of bondage. Little does Isa know, they have something much more devious in mind…

Isa walked down the hall to her apartment door, holding the key in her hand as she went. In her other hand she held a small box of cupcakes with a card on top. She unlocked her room door, slipped inside, flipped the light on and closed the door behind her. She walked across her small, brightly light apartment and set the box and card down on the table before sitting down in front of them.

Isa's old neighbors, a very annoying couple that constantly held parties at two in the morning, had finally moved out. They had made her wish she had chosen to stay in the dorms instead of get her own apartment. The new residents, another couple, had moved in about a week previous. Isa hadn’t got the chance to go and tell them hello yet, she had been so busy with finishing her freshman year of college and competing for her swim team. This weekend, she finally got a chance to go buy a welcome card and a box of treats. Isa quickly wrote a card, thoughtful but simple, slid it into the card and stood back up, grabbing the box of cupcakes.

Isa strode to the door, opening it back up and closing it behind her. She traveled across the hall to where her new neighbor’s had taken up residence, knocking on the door. As she did so, she discovered the door to be unlatched as it swung slightly inward.

“Oh! Uh… hello?” Isa called into the room, pushing it open further. As the door swung open fully, Isa was presented with a very shocking scene. The entrance to the apartment was a narrow hallway with a door to the bathroom to the left. Peering down the hallway, Isa could see two people, a woman sitting on a chair and a man standing over her. The woman had her hands tied behind her back and secured to the wooden chair with the man holding a length of rope in his hand. They were frozen in place, staring at Isa. Isa also froze, taking in what she was seeing.

"You... you guys are..." Isa took in the scene. The shorter, petite woman was wearing a short skirt, long white socks and a tight-fitting shirt that was cut high, revealing her stomach. The man, roughly 5-foot 10-inches and on the skinnier side but with plenty of muscle definition, was wearing a white tank top and black shorts. Both had worry on their faces, scared of what Isa would do.

"You guys are doing... Bondage!" Isa suddenly shouted with glee. Isa had been fascinated with bondage for a long time and would often dream of being able to participate. She knew nothing about tape, ropes or knots and had no idea how to tie someone up or be tied up. This partially added to the mystery of it, making it all the more attractive to her young, naive mind.

The couple at once relaxed at Isa's exclamation, clearly relieved that they hadn't been caught by someone who would tell everyone at the first moment.

"Oh my gosh, I didn't think I would ever meet anyone else who enjoyed this! Well, not enjoy, since I haven't done it so I would say interested, or maybe fascinated by it... Anyways, what are you guys doing? Is this some sort of role-play scenario? Oh my goodness, I've always dreamed of..." Isa rambled on, showing her excitement to the couple. She seemed very sweet and unknowing to them and a plan very quickly formulated itself in the woman's head. While Isa continued talking, she whispered her idea to the man, who smiled at once and agreed.

"...oh my goodness I can't believe this is happening to me right now, I never thought-" Isa continued rambling before being cut off.

"My, you seem terribly interested, don't you?" The man asked, approaching Isa softly.

"Hehehe, yeah I am! You don't understand how long I've-"

"Maybe you could be tempted to join our little... game?" The man asked with a large smile on his face. The woman voiced her agreement from where she was still tied to the chair.

"Uhh.. well.. I probably could, but.. I don't know.. I've never done it before.."

"Oh come on, everyone starts out somewhere!"

Isa thought hard for a few moments. "I mean... Yeah, I would love to!"

"Wonderful! Then it's settled then!"

In no time, the woman was untied from the chair with Isa replacing her. The couple then proceeded to expertly wrap rope about her legs and body, securing her to the chair. Each foot was pulled back and secured to the back leg of the chair with more rope securing her knees to the front chair legs. A chest harness was expertly made and attached to the chair, securing her chest in place, neatly accentuating her pleasantly-sized bosom. Her hands were bound together tightly in front of her before being raised up and attached to a hook in the ceiling. Isa heavily blushed throughout the entire process, initially embarrassed about her sudden predicament but silently buzzing with excitement.

"There, how's that?" The woman asked her kindly. "You comfortable?"

"Yeah, this is great! Where did you guys learn to do this?" Isa asked happily, testing her restraints. Her legs were secured tightly in place, permitting her zero movement from the waist down. She wiggled her feet excitedly, feeling the tight nylon rope against her ankles. Her arms were pulled tightly up, her hands comfortably but tightly secured to the hook hanging from the ceiling. Her upper body was similarly restricted of movement through the chest harness that tightly squeezed Isa's chest, exciting her further.

"Perfect! Then we can proceed!"

"Proceed with what?" Isa asked naively, unaware of her coming fate.

The woman giggled before leaving the room. The man stood in front of Isa, smiling silently at her as if he knew something that Isa didn't but concerned her greatly.

Isa still felt excited and was moving her body about in her restrained state, enjoying the newfound feelings of being tied up. When the woman returned, Isa twisted her head to see some things that puzzled her.

"What are... those things for?" she asked playfully.

The woman held in her arms numerous hair brushes, feathers, toothbrushes, and a plethora of other things.

"Oh these? These are just to enhance your experience while you are with us", the woman replied, smiling a devious smile.

Isa was unsure what she meant but, in her young and naive mind, was unable to understand what was going on. The woman approached her, setting the pile of objects down next to the chair. She knelt down on Isa's left side before sharply poking her in her ribs. Isa flinched to the side.

"Hey don't do that! I'm very ticklish so that doesn't feel good", Isa said, the faintest notions of wariness entering her mind.

"Oh, but you have such pretty skin! It would be a shame to go... unused..." the woman said as she began untying Isa's shoe.

"Hey, why are you untying my shoe! What are you doing..." Isa began to worry that she had made a mistake agreeing to be tied up. The man came over and untied Isa's other shoe. Before she knew it, both of her shoes and socks had been removed, revealing clean, unblemished feet.

"You know, you really do have gorgeous feet I must say. That is going to make this all the better" the woman said, reaching for a feather from the pile.

"I swim so I put lotion on every day, I'm actually pretty proud of how well I take care of my skin, but what do you mean by 'make this all the bet-YYCHHHH!" the woman had lightly brushed the feather against the sole of her foot.

"Dang, you really are ticklish aren't you?"

"What? No, I'm not ticklish, I just wasn't expecting you to do tha-YYCHCHKKHHHH NONONONONO NOT MY FEEE-HAHAHAHA!!!" the woman had suddenly begun to brush the bottom of her foot vigorously with the feather. Isa strained against the ropes, trying her hardest to pull her foot away from the woman's prying hands. At the same moment, the man began to scrub Isa's sole with a hairbrush, putting them through more stimulation than Isa had ever felt in her life.

"NOONONO PLEE-HEHE-EEAASEEE STOO-HAHA-OOPP!!! NOOTTT MYY FEEE-HEHEHE-EETTT!!!!" The woman smiled deviously at Isa, not relenting in the slightest. The man continued scrubbing, making Isa fight her bonds harder. She pulled down on the hook with her hands with all her might and tugged her legs against the ropes binding them in place. Nothing she could do could prevent the couple from their relentless onslaught of her feet.

"Yes! Beg me, beg me to stop!" the woman squealed with glee.

"I BEE-HEEHE-EG YOU! PLEE-HEHE-EEASSEEE STOP! I BEEEHEHEEGG!!!"

"You know, that wasn't really convincing. You see, these feet of yours are truly gorgeous. The softness of the skin, the perfect color, everything just makes me want to tickle you more." The woman stood up and walked around to the front of Isa. The man resumed her spot, scrubbing away at both of Isa's pretty feet with the brushes. She sat down on her lap, straddling Isa's body with her legs and leaned in close to her face.

"All of your body is just, beautiful..." the woman murmured in her ear, feeling her chest and body through her shirt.

"NOOOO PLEEASEE STOOOPPPP-MMPH!" the woman suddenly shoved a large cloth into her mouth and expertly began wrapping her face in duct tape using a roll she had hidden behind her back. Before Isa knew it, she was securely gagged, shouting and laughing and begging through the cloth and tape. Once it was in place, the woman began tickling her armpits and sides, expertly feeling about her body with fingers that had years of experience behind them.

"MMMMMMMMM MMPH MMM MMNNNNMM!!!!"

Isa was subjected to the tickling of the couple for several long minutes. She thrashed about against her bonds, unable to escape the hands of the couple. Her feet were stimulated beyond anything Isa had dreamed of, her ribs and armpits were tickled and exploited. All Isa could do was fight her bonds as she was subjugated to the torment.

After a long while, the couple finally ceased their onslaught. Isa hung from her bonds, panting and gasping for breath through her nose. She had never thought that she could be tortured in such a way, and she had willingly let them restrain her so they could do this! Isa prayed they were done with their fun and would let her leave with the experience under her belt.

The woman knelt down next to Isa and watched her from under her brown hair. As Isa began to recover, the woman leaned into her and whispered in her ear.

"Your body is so beautiful, it makes me want to keep you... forever", the woman said, emphasizing the word 'forever'.

Isa turned her head to look at the woman with panic in her eyes. Staring back at her was excitement, naughtiness and finality written across the woman's face. The woman stood back and walked over in front of Isa where she joined her partner, who put an arm around her waist.

"Yep, she's gonna be a keeper for sure", the woman said, a large smile having grown across her face.

Isa saw what was happening. She began to beg through her gag again, begging them to untie her and let her leave. Only muffled moans escaped, making the couple laugh. Isa began to panic as they approached her slowly with devious smiles on their faces, knowing she was going to be tormented by this couple for much longer than just that afternoon.