“Hey Kyle, wanna tie me up?” I almost choked on my lunch as Ava popped her head around the corner of the room and asked the question so casually.

“Um, why?” I didn’t know what else to ask, but I was surprised by her eagerness.

“Cause I’m bored. Come on, it’ll be fun! I’ll even let you pick what I wear.” She clearly wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and with her conditions already sounding appealing, how could I refuse?

“Sure, when do you want to start?” I asked, taking the last bite of my sandwich and standing up.

“Yay! You’re the best! Well, whenever you’re ready, we can go pick my outfit.” I immediately followed her to her room, amused and excited for the fun ahead. As we entered her room, she sat on her bed and gestured for me to pick some things from her wardrobe. A few minutes after I had chosen, I ended up being quite pleased with my selection, as she came out of her bathroom wearing a maroon leotard with thigh-high socks of the same color over opaque black tights.

“Very nice choice, good colors.” She simply noted, giving me a bit of a twirl as she giggled and went to grab my bag of binding materials. Ava soon returned and tossed the bag onto her bed, hopping up and sitting next to it as she began taking out coils of rope.

“Anything in particular you have in mind?” I asked, curious about how much she had been thinking about this.

“Hmm, I’d say a hogtie. I’ll let you know as we go along.” Her answer was quick and concise, and she immediately turned herself around and placed her wrists together behind her back with clenched fists of anticipation. I swiftly looped the first rope around her wrists and wrapped it around several times before cinching it as tight as I could and tucking the knot out of reach. I grabbed another rope and repeated this process around her elbows, cinching it so tightly that her elbows touched together behind her back. I then spent a while tying an intricate and snug bikini harness before adding another rope around her waist to bind her arms against her back.

“Hey Kyle...” she interrupted me as I went to knot the waist rope.

“Yeah? What’s up?” I asked, wondering why she seemed so suddenly embarrassed.

“Do…do you think…you could tie the rest of that rope, uh, down…like that time when Steve did?” I quickly joined her in blushing, but decided to push past my embarrassed confusion and give her what she wanted.

“Um, sure.” I simply said, moving the slack around to right between her legs, pulling it down between them, and back up through the ropes around her wrists.

“Tighter, please.” I heard her barely whisper, and I pulled the slack as tight as I could, feeling her shudder as I tied it off to her wrists.

“Is that good?” I asked her cautiously, noticing her squeezing her legs together and biting her lip.

“Yeah…thanks.” That was all the answer I got, and I awkwardly sat there with another rope in my hand, unsure of how to proceed. “Sorry, I’m all good.” She added, noticing my hesitation, “It just makes it all feel a little more exciting; don’t worry. You can tie my legs next.” Her slight explanation reassured me a bit, and I knelt down and began wrapping the rope around her ankles, wrapping and cinching it as tightly as possible. I then added more ropes above and below her knees, before getting a bit more hold and adding one around her thighs, above her socks, and around her tights-clad upper legs.

“Good so far?” She looked back at me with a playful smile,

“Very good! Now go on and finish it up.” I grinned back at her and pushed her down onto her front, weaving a rope through her ankle bonds and connecting it to the rope around her wrists, removing all the slack until she could just barely touch her toes with her fingers. As I pulled her legs up to her arms, I remembered the rope between her legs that was now certainly being pulled on as Ava moaned loudly.

“Are you okay?” I checked, watching as she squirmed and panted as she tried to get herself into a comfortable position.

“Mhmm, yeah, I’m good; just got real tight there for a second. But it’s good.” She lay there, breathing deeply and holding oddly still for a while, before addressing me again. “Why don’t you go get something for my gag. I got a new pair of stockings; if you want to use those, they’re in a white box on my dresser.” I turned and immediately went to search for the box, grinning to myself at the idea. I soon found it and opened it, finding not only a pair of silky black stockings with lace tops, but also a full lingerie set in black as well. My eyes widened as my imagination went into overdrive at this discovery, and Ava clearly noticed.

“Just the stockings. For now at least.” She commented teasingly, drawing my attention again as I picked up the stockings and approached her. Ava opened her mouth wide as I carefully pressed the stockings into her mouth, taking a matching black scarf from the back and drawing it tightly between her teeth before tying it behind her head under her hair. “Thhhnk yhhh!” She cheerfully called into her gag as I took a seat next to her on her bed. Out of habit at this point, I pulled out my phone and took some pictures and videos of her that I added to my growing gallery. I then placed a hand on her socked leg and began gently rubbing it up and down slowly. She began wiggling her feet back and forth as I softly caressed and felt her legs, surprised to hear her quietly moan into her gag as I did so.

“Do you enjoy this?” I curiously asked as I carefully caressed her nylon thighs and sock-covered calves.

“Mhm.” She nodded and wriggled playfully against my touch.

“So you don’t just think this is a fun game, do you? It’s more than that for you.” I both asked and assumed, noticing her blush heavily but subtly nod anyway. I simply sat with that information for a few moments, still lightly stroking her leg as she struggled in her bonds. “It’s okay; I think I understand, and…I think I can relate.” She looked up at me with a knowing but genuine smile and nod before returning to her struggles. I sat there for a moment longer, not even remembering that my hand lay softly on her leg as I decided to tease her a bit.

“So with that being said, I think I’m going to let you enjoy this for a while; I’ll be back eventually.” Ava let out a loud moan of irritation as I walked out of her room with a smirk on my face, closing the door behind me and heading downstairs to grab a snack. I planned to just tease her and let her stew for a while, but I couldn’t resist the temptation for long and found myself returning to her room.

“How are you feeling?” I asked before I had even stepped through the door.

“Not too bad, not too helpless either.” I was shocked to hear her reply, seeing her free of her hogtie, sitting up on her bed with only her upper body and thighs still bound.

“How in the world did you untie so much?!” I exclaimed, approaching her as she playfully shrugged.

“That’s what you get for leaving me alone to scheme.” She kicked at me with one of her free feet, giggling softly. “In all honesty, that was a pretty good tie; there are just a few things you need to work on. But we’ll cover that tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” I asked in confusion.

“Mom is going to be at a conference all day tomorrow, so we’re going to have to do something to pass the time.” She said it with a casual shrug, as if it were obvious.

“Alright then, same time tomorrow?” I asked with a grin.

“Same time tomorrow.”