Katy practices some self-bondage in school, but not everything goes according to plan...

This story features some elements of non-consensual bondage, but that's about it. Hope you enjoy reading!

The bell rang and Katy remained in her seat, letting everyone else file out of the classroom. Katy normally stayed a while after class. Professor Adkins knew she had to wait for a couple hours before her brother could pick her up, and she didn’t mind Katy staying in her classroom. She was trustworthy enough.

“Lock the door when you leave, Katy!” she said happily as she scooped her papers into her arms and walked to the door.

“I will Professor. Thank you again!” Katy glanced up from her book to smile at her. Professor Adkins returned the smile and stepped out of the classroom, letting the door close behind her.

This was exactly how Katy expected it to go. It had gone this way for a couple months without fault, and now it was time to put her plan into action. As mild-mannered as Katy seemed, she was anything but. In public and with her family, she was a quiet, soft-spoken schoolgirl who always did her work, hardly complained and never got into trouble. But when she was alone…

The eighteen year old walked over to the door and glanced through the small window. The last of the students were trailing out of the building, heading towards the main exit. Katy pulled the blinds down, obscuring the room. She placed her hand on the door to lock it, but changed her mind on second thought. She walked back to her desk, the door unlocked.

Katy wore her school’s uniform, like she did every day. She wore a plaid skirt, a blouse and overcoat, long white socks up to her knees and black flats. A headband held her cropped red hair out of her face. She wore no makeup, but was quite pretty.

The senior knelt down next to her backpack and pulled a single book out of the top, which had been placed to conceal what was underneath. It normally held a dozen thick books, but this time the bottom of her bag was packed with… other things. Katy shimmied as she pulled out several neatly-coiled lengths of white nylon rope from the bag. She organized them neatly on her desk, until there were two dozen coils of rope lined up in lines on the table. She also removed a pair of sharp scissors and set them down on the floor, where she would be able to reach them easily.

Katy smiled as she pulled out the last item: a leather harness ball gag. Katy took a couple of deep breaths and glanced around the room, making sure nobody could see her. She blushed deeply as she set the gag on the table with the rest of the supplies. Katy nervously twirled a curly length of hair that had snuck past her headband as she stared at the rope, getting ready to do what she had dreamed of doing for months.

At least once a week, when all her family was asleep and she was alone in her room, she would lock her door and do the same thing she was about to do. She would carefully wrap the treasured nylon rope around her legs, tight but comfortable. She would tie a crotch rope and wiggle around in bed, feeling the nylon rub against her funny spot. Oftentimes, she would fall asleep like this: partially bound with a smile on her face. Her alarm would go off thirty minutes before everybody else woke up, she would clean up her games, unlock her door and get ready for class.

Today, she had told her parents she would be spending the night with a friend. On a Friday evening, this wasn’t an unlikely story. Her parents nodded their heads, saw Katy’s abnormally large backpack and assumed she had packed everything she needed to spend the night.

The high school senior sat down on the floor of the abandoned classroom and very carefully started to wrap rope around her legs, exactly how she would when she was in her room late at night. She kept glancing at the door, worried someone would barge in on her. But for the past month of Katy’s experimentation, nobody had ever come in, even two hours after the Professor had left. Katy reminded herself of this, nodding her head and trying to get the thrill of possible discovery out of her head.

She wrapped rope around her ankles, calves and knees. Katy was not going to go easy today. She had brought her entire rope collection, and she planned on using it. She frapped every single loop she made, the rope cinching down nicely into her legs. Once finished, Katy smiled as she admired her bound legs. She had used 7 coils of rope, evenly spaced, all frapped and tightened down comfortably but not too tightly. Katy wiggled around, flapping her feet. She thought for a moment and grabbed an eighth coil. She pulled her flats off and tied the soles of her feet together.

Katy pulled her skirt down carefully so she could tie herself a crotch rope underneath. She didn’t like how the skirt laid when it was underneath the crotchrope. A wide smile appeared on her face as she tightened the rope, a small (intentional) knot rubbing smoothly against her underwear. She pulled the skirt back up, concealing the crotch rope entirely. Katy laughed as she hopped around her classroom, letting the crotch rope rub as much as she could.

She returned to her desk and began working on her upper body bondage. This was something that gave her a little extra thrill. Every so often, when Katy was in her room doing her private bondage, she would freeze her scissors in a small cube of ice in the freezer a couple hours beforehand. She would sneak out of her room and grab the frozen scissors and put them on a place in a corner of her room. She would tie her arms well, well enough that she couldn’t escape the rope without cutting the bonds off of her. She would struggle around her room for a couple hours, waiting for the scissors to melt so she could escape her bondage. Katy loved the helpless feeling: she literally could not escape without the scissors, which were completely inaccessible for an hour or two.

This was what she was going to do in school, but without the ice. Katy’s heart fluttered at the thought: most of the time, she could get out of her self-bonadge relatively easily. This time, there was no way out, except for the scissors. Wherever the scissors went, Katy had to go, too. With the thoughts of true helplessness swirling around her head, Katy swept the scissors away from her, sending them skidding between rows of desks and towards the front of the classroom, where they bumped against a wall.

Katy’s face burned as she sat back down and began tying her upper body. She started with a simple body harness, giving another layer of tension over her crotch. She moaned slightly, then flamed red in embarrassment. If someone knew what she was doing… no. Nobody knew she was here.

Katy put two loops of rope around her chest, one above and one below her breasts. She tied a pentagram, making each of her breasts pop out a little bit. Katy smiled, as she admired her own body. She could stop now and still be completely satisfied, but she had come with a plan, and she intended to finish it.

Connected to the chest loops, Katy added four smaller loops, two on each side, that she could wiggle her arms through. They were positioned towards her back so that she her arms were tied behind her back, the loops pinning her upper arms to her body would help pull them closer together behind her back.

Katy added another loop attached to the small of her back. She would be able to force her elbows into this loop. It wouldn’t be tight enough to make her elbows touch behind her back, but it wasn’t terribly far off from it. A final loop for her wrists was attached to her crotchrope. This one was special: it had a length of tensioning rope that she could attach to something, then pull on to tighten the loops around her wrists. Once tightened, the slipknot would keep it from loosening. The only way out after that would be to have someone untie her, or to cut the restraints.

Katy hopped around the classroom one more time, peaking through the blind on the door. The hallway was abandoned, just like it had always been every time she had stayed after school for the past month. Again, the thought of locking the door crossed Katy’s mind, but she hopped away, back to her desk, leaving it unlocked. Returning to her desk, she picked up the ball gag and slowly secured it around her head. The leather belts circled around her head and neck, pinning the large silicone ball firmly in her mouth. Katy wiggled her jaw and tried to get the ball out without her hands, but it wouldn’t move. Perfect.

Katy tied the short tension rope to her desk and, with heart pounding, carefully wiggled her arms through the ropes for her upper arms, and the elbow loops. It took her a couple of minutes, but she finally squeezed the loop over her elbows. Katy took a deep breath to calm her jitters, then slipped her wrists between the coils of rope and the tensioning rope. Taking one last glance at the door, still unlocked, Katy pulled the tensioning rope, feeling the loops slide smoothly down over her wrists.

Katy unsecured the tensioning rope from the desk and let it fall to the ground. She tested her wrists and wiggled them back and forth, nothing loosening. Katy was stuck. She wiggled the rest of her arms, feeling the elbow loops dig into her arms. Since the loops were attached to her body harness, Katy couldn’t swing her arms up to the side: they were thoroughly pinned to her back.

Katy hopped around the room a little bit, her body shaking in anticipation. She sat down in the teachers chair, hopped to the door and peeked through the blinds, then hopped towards the windows that lined the back of the classroom. Katy carefully looked out, where a playground was. She was on the third story, so she was safe from anyone looking in on her. She could see some of the daycare kids playing on the swingset, while some older students watched, laughing and looking at their phones. Katy recognized two students who were in her class: if they were to look up at the window right now, they would see their classmate’s biggest secret on full display…

Katy returned to her desk, breathing hard through her nose. She had spent roughly ten minutes in bondage, and her arms were starting to ache. She looked over at the scissors at the front of the room and began hopping towards them. She would need to lie down and position herself over the scissors, then carefully cut the ropes away from her wrists, then she would be able to wiggle out and free the rest of her arms…

Katy carefully knelt down and tipped over onto her side, there was no easier way to get down to the floor. With a soft thump, Katy rolled over onto her stomach and started squirming towards the scissors. Just as she started making progress, Katy heard the sound of the door handle.

She froze, terror instantly piercing into her soul. She watched with wide eyes as the door handle turned over and the door was pulled open. Katy was somewhat obscured from the door by desks, but she was far from hidden.

As the intruder appeared, Katy’s fear doubled, if it were possible. It was Emily: one of the classmates that had been sitting on the lawn next to the swing set. Of all the people that could walk in on her, Emily would be on the very bottom of the list. Since freshman year, Emily had constantly picked on Katy. She didn’t know why, maybe it was something that the quiet, shy kid was easy to bully, but Katy knew that Emily would only mean bad for her if she found her like this.

Katy held her breath as Emily called into the classroom, “Professor Adkins?” Emily hesitated in the doorway, and for a very short moment a small spark of hope appeared. Maybe Emily would simply leave?

This hope was immediately dashed when Emily strode into the room, towards Professor Adkins’ desk, where Katy was. By some stroke of luck, she didn’t notice Katy on the floor until she was almost on top of her, when she screamed and jumped back.

“Oh my god! What-” Emily froze, staring at Katy. She lay on the floor, looking up at Emily, begging with her eyes. Emily’s mind slowly processed what she was seeing, and the girls stared at each other, frozen in place for nearly a minute.

Slowly, a smile started to appear on Emily’s face. Katy’s eyes widened in fear. The smile transformed from a smirk into a wide, devious expression, Emily’s face betraying her thought. “If that little Katy Bell?”

Katy cried out into her gag, struggling on the floor for the scissors. She redoubled her efforts and nearly made it to the scissors before they were kicked out of the way. Katy cried out as she watched them go skittering towards the back of the classroom, far out of reach. “Ah ah ah! You need to be careful Katy, those are sharp!” Katy screamed into her gag as Emily towered over her, embracing her newfound position. Katy glanced at the door, still ajar from when Emily had entered. She considered crying out, but Emily followed Katy’s glance.

“Oh, you naughty girl! How about I give us a little privacy…” Emily jogged to the door and pushed it shut, peeking out of the blinds, just like Katy had before. Only this time, Emily locked the door behind her. Katy screamed into her gag as Emily returned, the sadistic look in her eyes burning fiercely.

“Settle down, I’m not going to hurt you or anything, you silly goof.” Emily knelt down next to Katy, who flinched away and shut her eyes. Once nothing happened, Katy slowly peeked back out. Emily’s eyes only a few feet away from Katy’s, and the evil glint had gone away. “Now, I am going to ask you some questions, and I want you to respond truthfully.” Katy stared at Emily, apprehensively. Why did she suddenly seem… kind?

“Why are you tied up?” Katy rolled her eyes and said nothing. Emily was not sailing with a full set of sails.

“Ah, your… gag. My mistake. How about this, did someone tie you up?” Katy slowly shook her head, refusing to make eye contact. She still didn’t know why Emily was asking her this.

“Did you tie yourself up?” Katy froze, and slowly nodded her head, her face flaming red. She grunted into her gag as Emily patted her on the side. The sound made Emily’s eyes sparkle. “So, you wouldn’t mind if I help you out a little bit?”

“Mmmph?” Katy’s embarrassment was suddenly replaced by confusion.

“Well, I mean, if you tied yourself up like this, then clearly you like it…” Emily flicked Katy’s skirt up, revealing the crotch rope. “Oh yeah, you definitely like it.” Katy’s ears turned scarlet again as she twitched under Emily’s touch. Emily watched the redhead expectantly, waiting for an answer that Katy would never supply.

After a moment of waiting, Emily sighed. “Well, I guess there’s nothing you can do about it, so I think you want my help. Clearly you’ve been in need of someone for a long time…” Emily studiously glanced over Katy’s ropework. “Not bad for self-bondage, not bad at all…” Katy moaned in confusion, then jerked away as Emily set her hands on the rope. Emily lightly pushed her over so she was laying on her stomach, which made her moan into her gag again. Emily giggled, “you must have been desperate, you poor thing…”

Katy cried out into her gag as Emily suddenly tightened the rope around her arms. Her wrists were cinched much tighter, and now her elbows were definitely touching. Katy groaned as she adjusted more ropes, cinching the chest harness tighter and making her breasts pop out just a little bit more. Katy cried out, more in pleasure than in pain, when Emily fiddled with the crotch rope. She was so on edge, not just from the bondage but also from the sudden discovery and loss of control, that she wasn’t too far off from climaxing. Katy blushed an even deeper red when she thought of accidentally climaxing in front of Emily.

“Oh, you little pervert, you liked that…” Emily commented, standing up. Her work was finished. “There, how’s that? Glad someone was finally able to help you?” Katy groaned, refusing to answer. She carefully wiggled her arms, trying to loosen the elbow tie. Her shoulders were pulled back, terribly tight, and everything was beginning to ache.

Emily’s gaze wandered over towards Katy’s desk, where several coils of rope were still organized neatly. Katy saw her looking and cried out into her gag. “Dummph fyouu dahe!” Emily smiled as ideas whirled about in her mind. She looked pure evil. “Emmffy?! Unfie me nkow!”

To Katy’s horror, Emily abandoned her on the floor and walked to where Katy’s extra rope was. She picked up a coil of rope and came back to Katy, who was bouncing around on the floor, trying to get away. “NUH NUH NUH!!” she shouted, glaring at her angrily. She accidentally bounced to the left and hit her head on a desk. She grunted in pain, but it was hardly a bump.

“Whoa! I can’t let you hurt yourself”, Emily said, taking advantage of Katy’s ‘bump’ into the desk, “I think you need some extra… protection.”

Katy cried out into her gag, drool falling below her chin, as Emily looped the rope through Katy’s ankles, then up to her hands. She slowly pulled it tighter and tighter, watching Katy struggle as she was slowly pulled into a better and better hogtie.

“Fuhh kyou! FUHH KYOUU!!” Katy shouted, her movement slowly being robbed. Emily grinned from ear to ear as she tied off the hogtie. Since Katy’s hands were pinned to her back, she wasn’t able to move her legs or arms up at all. It was like a frogtie: her calves were touching her thighs and she couldn’t make any gap at all. Katy’s arms ached from the tightness they were held behind her, but nothing was going numb. Emily must have had a little more experience with bondage than she had said so far.

To Katy’s horror, Emily wasn’t finished. She took the last coil of rope and tied it to the end of her knees, then slowly looped it through her chest harness. Katy’s eyes widened as she realized she was about to be forced into a little ball. “NUH! DUMMPH FYOU DAHE!!!” she screamed, her voice blocked by the silicone.

Emily just laughed. “Why, what are you gonna do?” Katy glared and tensed her body, ready to fight the tightening rope with everything she had.

Emily narrowed her eyes. “Ah, a little fight then. Maybe I’ll need to teach you how to beHAVE!” Emily yanked the rope, overcoming Katy’s preparation instantly. She was spun around on the ground from the torque of the rope, and when she stopped spinning, she was locked in a ball. Katy’s knees pressed into her breasts, already perked out from the chest harness but now even more squeezed.

“Oooh, that was fun! My little beyblade Katy! How entertaining!” Emily clapped her hands as Katy struggled feebly in her ball.

Emily put a hand to her chin, deep in thought. “Hmm, now what should I do with you?” Katy glared at her from the side, since she couldn’t move at all to look at her straight on. Katy tried to roll her body, but there was nothing she could do. 100% of her mobility had been robbed.

Emily’s face suddenly glowed. “I know! I have a suitcase at home that you would fit in perfectly! I just need to go get it…” Emily looked around the room. At the word suitcase, Katy panicked yet again, bouncing and straining against the ropes. She had done this to herself! Almost all of it was her own work, just a few final touches by Emily. ‘Well, I suppose I deserve it’, a distant voice said in Katy’s head.

Emily spotted the row of cupboards in the back of the class. Taking hold of the rope holding Katy in a ball, she towed her behind her as she strode to the back of the classroom. Katy slid smoothly, but with much protesting, across the cold tile, unable to do anything. She was being towed around like a pet!

Emily opened the cupboard and pulled the couple of tissue boxes from inside, leaving it empty. “Alright Katy, in you go!” Katy squealed and pleaded with her through her gag, but nothing she did could prevent Emily from lifting her up and setting her inside the cabinet. “And to make sure you don’t wander off…” Emily tied the ‘leash’ rope to a pipe, pulling it taut. Katy could no longer reach the cupboard door, much less leave.

“Don’t worry, I won’t leave you here for long! I’ll get my suitcase, then we can go back to my house! We won’t have to worry about being interrupted…” Emily glanced behind her. “Even if you weren’t terrified of being caught, nobody is around to call for. So, just stay put, alright?” Katy looked into Emily’s eyes, which weren’t filled with evil anymore. They had a degree of… caring? Katy nodded slowly.

“Wonderful! I hope you like what I have in store for you back at my place. Now that I think about it, I may be a bit longer, I need to prepare… Sit tight!” and with that, Emily closed the cupboard, letting the latch click. Katy was plunged into darkness, unable to move, unable to speak.

Distantly, she heard, “I’m leaving the door unlocked, so I can get back in!” Katy sighed with relief. At least Emily was smart enough to leave a way to get back. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad after all… Katy wiggled in her bonds a little bit, trying to get comfortable. Still nothing was going numb, so she knew that Emily knew a lot more than she had mentioned. Maybe it wouldn’t be terrible, being at her old bully’s mercy…