Warning: This story features bondage and non-consensual sexual content.
Synopsis: A livestreamer tries a viewer-voted escape challenge.
[dinoSauron donated $100]
“Ohmygod! Thank you soooo so much Dino for the 100 dollars! Love youuuu~”
A small window appeared onscreen for the donation, playing a short videoclip of me dancing in a belly-dancer costume. I shimmied my shoulders along to the music. As the clip ended, I held my hands up in a heart shape towards the webcam, blew a kiss and winked. A text-to-speech voice read the donation message aloud.
“Thank you Nina for all the amazing content. Here’s to hoping you have a great stream today.”
dinoSauron: You deserve it! [ninaLove] [ninaLove] [ninaLove]
sdrawkcab: what a simp
Billbored: Looking beautiful today Nina
final_chancer: take ur top off (user banned by moderator)
Role_Playing_Grenades: does dying in videogames really count as amazing content? (im kidding pls don’t ban)
Nemesister: Hi everyone! [ninaWaveHi]
The chat log scrolled along in an endless flow of comments and custom channel emotes from several thousand viewers. I noted with giddy delight that the current viewer-count and subscriber-count had both reached all-time highs for my channel. After several years of hard work building a following, I took the plunge 3 months ago and quit my day-job, transitioning from part-time livestreaming to full-time.
“Chat I can’t believe we’re only a few more subscribers to hit the next sub goal. You guys have been amazing. Let’s make it happen!”
I refocused on the game, sitting upright in my comfortable gaming chair. For today’s stream I was wearing a pink cotton top, short-sleeved with deep U-shaped neckline, and figure-hugging grey leggings. The webcam was mounted on the top of my monitor, aimed downwards getting a tantalising angle of my prominent cleavage. My blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail, a somewhat iconic look since it had become a recognisable detail of the many custom channel emotes featuring my face.
noisybob: Medic down! [ninaCry]
Sigh_Fi: lol git gud
BattleRoyaleWithCheese: Killed by the same person again. Stream sniper?
morphballer: You got this queen [ninaDetermined]
Unicornelius: One small tip I found useful that might help: Avoid getting hit
I watched my player character, a scantily-clad Valkyrie warrior-princess, crumple into a heap on the screen.
“COME ON! Typical. Where were my teammates? Hey moron stop spamming heal requests I’M DEAD!!!”
THUMP THUMP THUMP!
I startled at the thuds coming from the wall behind my desk. My roommate Jenny had lost patience with my noisy antics and was expressing it in her usual fashion. She was very friendly to me back when I first moved in, but tension grew over time. I attributed the resentment to jealousy over to her own Snapagram career not reaching similar success to my stream.
Though I did have to concede I was a loud roommate to live with. The chat liked to tease me about it, to the point of in-jokes about me needing to be gagged, which evolved over time to more risqué comments, lewd fanart and sending of inappropriate gifts. I encouraged my channel’s moderators to remove comments that went too far. The last thing I wanted was to risk my channel being banned.
roadjogger: Noisy Nina strikes again
GamesDoneSlow: roommate needs to chill
mamaoutai: Be even louder! Assert dominance!
hippohop: You two should kiss and make out. Err I mean make up [ninaGiggle]
Gandalfie: One of these days Jenny is gonna storm in and gag Nina like she deserves. Mark my words.
wyrmhole: Click for naked Nina pics imagehost.com/jBrY0q (user banned by moderator)
[ThrowingForks subscribed for one month]
“Thank you ThrowingForks for the subscription. I can’t believe we met the sub goal already. You did it chat! Thank you all so much!”
I minimised the game and toggled the stream layout so the camera feed filled the screen, furtively adjusting my top which had been slowly slipping down.
The view behind me was a spacious bedroom, the walls and shelves colourfully decorated with videogame memorabilia, viewer gifts and my own merchandise. One corner of the room had a large bed, another had an exercise bench, and a corner off-screen had a small inflatable pool, filled not with water but unopen packages. Every square-inch of the floor outside the camera’s perspective was a scattered mess of discarded clothes.
“Since we met the sub goal, you know what that means: challenge time! You’ve earned it. The poll is up now so get voting. As usual I will do whatever is first when the poll closes. Yes there'll be a penalty if I fail. We'll have another vote on exactly what if it comes to it. Trust me though, ain’t gonna happen!”
I sat back into the chair, leaning on the armrest and watching the chat excitedly proclaim their support for the various choices. One option I hadn’t noticed before was emerging as a clear favourite: ‘Escape Challenge’. Something a moderator must have added into the list at the last second. It gave me concern but it was too late to remove it, particularly given its current popularity.
I searched online and found a compilation video of the challenge. It didn’t look too difficult. Most of the restraints people used were improvised using hastily applied tape or scarves or twine, which most times came loose and fell right off after only a minute or two of mild struggling.
“Aaand poll closed. The clear winner is ‘Escape Challenge’. Sorry to the ‘Try Not To Laugh’ and ‘Anime Cosplay’ fans. Maybe next time. Although now that I think about it, how am I gonna get tied up for this? I can’t do it myself.”
achilleskneecap: Yessss good job chat! You made the right choice
[Mod] BumboWantCoin: What about Jenny?
Vampirebatman: The hot roommate can do it!
SteveUnemployed: Send me your address and I could come over and tie you up [ninaWink]
mirrorrim: yeah ask jenny
“groan. Jenny’s not gonna want to help me. Maybe I could ask... no he won’t be able to at short notice... hmm. Damn there’s really no-one else. Do I have to do it today?”
A full screen’s worth of “Yes” comments answered my question.
“Alright alright I’ll ask her. But don’t blame me when she says no.” I drew in a deep breath. “JEEEEENNYYYYYYYY!!!”
I listened. Silence at first, then stomping moving from the adjacent room out into the corridor. A few seconds later my bedroom door flew open and my buxom roommate entered, luxurious red hair falling down over her shoulders. She wore denim shorts and a white T-shirt, but even that relatively loose casual clothing couldn't hide her gorgeous figure beneath it.
Jenny rarely appeared on my stream, to my chat’s dismay. This was the most close-up they had ever seen her. They expressed their enthusiasm with an outpouring of emotes. Primarily [Heart]s, [ninaWaveHi]s, and pairs of [Melon]s.
“What do you want Nina?”
“I need a favour.” I ignored her scoff and continued. “I’m doing this challenge and well... I need you to tie me up.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Really? I can’t say I’m not intrigued. Although I’m not sure why I should help. Especially when you interrupt the peace every 2 minutes screaming like a banshee.”
“What if I promised to be totally quiet for the rest of today's stream? No more competitive games. No other challenges. Just nice calm chatting.”
“Tempting but I’ll believe it when I hear it. Or rather, when I don’t hear it.”
“Ok ok. How about if I fail the challenge, I’ll do something for you? Like... I’ll cook your meals for a week. What? Don’t make that face. Take-out counts as cooking! Alright, how about I do your laundry for a week?”
Jenny silently gestured to the unwashed clothes littering my room.
“Point taken. Fine, what would you like?”
Jenny tapped her chin for a moment. “I know! We do a photoshoot together for my Snapagram account. A few sexy pics are bound to rack up some likes.”
While I did enjoy wearing flattering clothes for my own streams, Jenny’s typical online content was far more daring and sensual than anything I would normally be comfortable putting out. But I wasn’t too concerned, as I was confident I would win the challenge.
“That sounds reasonable. I can do that.”
“Alright then, we have a deal! So how exactly does this work?”
“Wait really? You’ll actually do it? I didn't expect... Ok let’s see then. Probably best to do it on the bed. So the idea is you have 2 minutes to tie me up however you like. Then I have 5 minutes to get free.”
“However I like huh...”
“I’ll get things set up.”
Chernobility: chat she said they’re gonna “do it on the bed” [ninaLol]
SkillTissue: Can we start a poll on whether she’ll win? I vote 100% chance yes.
fairyground: im bored [ninaSleep]
EyeDollEyes: @SkillTissue No shot!
macrohard: Where’s my tied up streamer? I demand a refund!
[Mod] TheWitless: Patience guys
Deetwenty: yay we’re back
I switched the camera back on, closing the ‘Stream will resume soon’ placeholder video and resuming the live feed. The webcam was now positioned on a tripod at the end of my queen-sized bed, flanked by the microphone and the key light that normally illuminated my face for the stream.
Jenny was sitting atop the bed (which I had hastily tidied for the first time in weeks) having returned from her room with a bag.
“Alright Nina, up you get. I have a stopwatch ready.”
I climbed onto the bed beside her. She was unfurling and readying a long coil of brown hemp rope from her bag. Several more coils were already on the bed beside her, ready for use.
“What's this? Where did you get all-”
“Go!"
Jenny tapped the timer button and immediately grabbed my shoulders. She turned me to face away, then grabbed my wrists and yanked them together parallel behind my back. It caught me off-guard as none of the other riggers in the compilation video had so assertively directed the girls’ bodies during the tie-up phase. Nor had any of them used proper ropes, which had me worried.
The coarse fibre circled my wrists, rubbing against my skin. I was surprised when Jenny continued winding it around a second time. And again and again. She made sure each loop sat neatly against the last, pulling each firmly to ensure there was no slack. It when she fed a perpendicular rope between my wrists and cinched it closed around the other loops that everything got really tight. She tucked away the final loose end then sat back.
“Over halfway and you’ve only tied my wrists? Talk about time management issues.”
Jenny gave no acknowledgement of my jab, totally focused on her task. She scooted over to my feet, grabbing and pushing them together, then wound the rope around my ankles with the same methodical process as my wrists. Once finished it both looked and felt very secure. She moved back behind me.
“Eep!”
She grabbed my upper arms and started forcing them together.
“Jenny what are you doing? You can’t do tha- Ow oww!”
beepbeep! beepbeep! beepbeep!
“Pheww. Time’s up. Ropes down!”
Jenny begrudgingly released her grip on my arms. Saved by the bell. She sat back and surveyed her work, satisfied despite not getting to finish whatever disconcerting final tie she was about to attempt.
“Ok Nina let’s see how you do. You have 5 minutes starting... now!”
“No problem!”
I tugged my wrists, half-hoping it would start falling loose immediately. No such luck. I tried to rotate my wrists in opposite directions to create a gap, but barely managed any movement at all.
"Gyaaah”
Before I could prevent it, I was tipping over and flopped sideways onto the bed. I twisted about, pulling with my arms and kicking with my legs, trying to shake the ropes off. I just wanted that first moment of loosening like I saw in the other videos, and then the rest would be easy. But I was having surprising difficulty getting there. Jenny apparently knew what she was doing.
With how solid and unmoving the ropes felt, I switched tactics and tried feeling around for an end to untie. I contorted my wrists sideways into view, but couldn’t comfortably hold the position for more than a few seconds. I settled on fumbling blindly behind my back, but all my fingers found was tightly packed rope loops. No ends or knots anywhere within reach.
I realised now that I should have changed clothes before we started. The skintight fit of my top and pants meant my body’s voluptuous curves were prominently on show throughout all my strained twisting and turning. The clothes were also very gradually slipping off, and without a free hand I couldn’t correct them. I kept slowing down my escape, trying to subtly rub my butt or breasts against the sheets, attempting to slide the clothes back up. To top it all off I was barefoot, which would no doubt result in someone posting screencaps to some foot fetish website.
iron_mantra: She’s not doing very well is she
pi314169: I'm so distracted by the bouncing [Booba] [DroolingFace]
Heavyswitch: Nina aim your face down and your butt up again. That’s a good position .... for escaping
death_or_cake: You got this queen [ninaDetermined]
MonsterMashedPotatoes: That ass is just begging to be smacked
EveOffline: I could honestly watch this for hours
otherwhys: At this rate you just might [ninaLol]
Thomas_and_Gerald: Even Jenny is checking her out [ninaGiggle]
“A minute left. Now who’s having time management issues?” Jenny smirked.
It finally sank in how much trouble I was in. I had been too optimistic right from the beginning. I pushed aside my embarrassment over how provocative my struggles looked, and stopped holding back. I really needed to win.
“Ughh! Hhngh!”
I thrashed about on the mattress, grunting and groaning. I shook my upper body and swung my arms, making my breasts bounce and jiggle. I bent and twisted my legs, shaking my hips and ass. Yet despite how much effort and energy I was throwing into it, the ropes remained frustratingly stuck in place. Until...
There! The wrist ropes slipped a little. My hand tugged partway through. Finally!
beepbeep! beepbeep! beepbeep!
“And there we have it. You lose Nina.”
“Nooo come on! I was sooo close. It was coming loose.”
Another few seconds of struggling and my hand would have been freed, and then the rest would be easy. I only needed one more minute at most. If I just had a little more time...
“Double or nothing!”
“Double or nothing? I don’t exactly need two photoshoots. Hmm. Alright how about this. If you lose again then I decide everything about our photoshoot. The backdrop, the length, what you wear. With no complaints about any of it.”
“Sure, deal. Won't be a problem since I’m not going to lose this time. Let’s go already I’m ready!”
“Ok ok one second. I’m resetting the stopwatch.”
“Actually wait wait Jenny, before we start. My top... Would you be able to adjust--”
“Go!!”
Ignoring my attempted request to prevent a wardrobe malfunction, Jenny hit the timer. She suddenly grabbed my upper arms, forcing me to turn me around once again.
“Huh? What are you doing?”
“If you get another 5 minutes to escape then you also get another 2 minutes of getting tied up. That's how the challenge works.”
“I didn’t realise we’d be doing this part again too. Ow! Jenny I don’t bend like that.”
“You will if I make you.”
gulp
Jenny resumed right where she left off by pulling my elbows together hard. She roped them together as closely as she (and I) could manage, which it turns out was very close. Once she finished cinching the tie off, they felt mere millimetres apart. My chest was forced to thrust forward, making my top slip down even further. The edge of my red bra was peeking out.
Jenny quickly unknotted and reknotted the wrist tie securely, instantly undoing all of the progress I’d made in 5 minutes of struggling. My arms felt particularly stiff and immobile now.
“Aaah! Don’t do that! How am I supposed to escape an even harder tie than last time? Hey! Are you listening to me?”
Billiam: Jenny means business [ninaLol]
GingerbreadMouse: Is this a circus? Because that's quite a tightrope
alphabetcha: @GingerbreadMouse Boooo hiss!
MobiusStripper: Jenny is tying Nina up even better than most rule 34 bondage art I’ve seen of her. Bet there’ll be even more of it after this.
Boots_trap: We should probably just decide her penalty for failing the challenge now [SmirkingFace]
vertighost: Better gag her now or she’s gonna keep complaining
FTLC: Put a sock in it! Or maybe two [ninaGiggle]
“I’m serious Jenny. This isn’t a fair challenge! I didn’t realise you were a girl scout or something when I asked you to help.”
Jenny reinforced the ankle tie, quickly erasing every bit of progress I’d made there too. On hearing my gripe she sighed and stepped off the bed, crouching down to do something on the ground. I didn’t object. If she wanted to waste some of her 2 minutes, that was fine by me. I took advantage of her lack of attention to quietly start squirming on the bed early.
electric_heel: Jenny she’s cheating! Stop her!
Jenny sat back onto the bed. “You promised earlier that if I helped, you’d be quiet. It’s time you lived up to that promise. You can thank your own chat for this idea.”
She dumped her findings from my floor onto the bed between us: a large pile of my dirty socks, panties and pantyhose. In my bad habit of procrastinating laundry, I often wore the same underwear several days in a row, stewing in them for hours of long streams gaming, chatting, working out or dancing. I had amassed an unfortunately large backlog recently. The combined scent of my own sweat wafted up from the pile.
“Material to shut that big mouth up nice and quiet. If only you cleaned up after yourself like I'm always asking, you wouldn’t have this problem right now. Call it long overdue karma.”
“Waitwaitwait Jenny this is too far. Please please don’t.”
“You said I could tie you up ‘however I like’. Your words Nina. This is just part of it.”
I started struggling in earnest. A gag that nasty was not something I could bear. I never would have agreed to be tied up if I'd known this was even a remote possibility. I was too well bound now to resist. All I could do was beg and hope.
“Not this! I’ll be quiet, I really promise. I'm begging you Jenny, don’t gag me with those. Jenny please! Stop! Nooo-nnggmmphh!!”
Jenny wrestled me down beneath her and shoved a balled-up pair of panties and a pair of off-white socks into my pleading mouth. The soft salty mass supressed my tongue and filled out the inside of my cheeks, heavily muting my cries.
“Ghhllhhg!!!”
I squirmed beneath Jenny, grinding against her feebly, looking up at her for mercy. She just leered back, her falling red hair framing her face. She kept one hand clamped down on over my mouth, holding the foul stuffing inside. Her other hand gently stroked my cheek. “Shhh...”
She briefly removed both her hands. I immediately started pushing out the socks and panties with my tongue, coughing at their bitter taste assaulting my taste buds. In my head I resolved to finally do my laundry the second I was untied.
Jenny’s hands descended from above, dragging the opening of a pair of pantyhose down around my forehead and eyes. It was as well-worn and smelly as the rest. She forcefully shoved the half-expelled gag right back inside my mouth, squeezing it against my tongue and renewing the awful flavour.
“Mmmmghhhh!!”
“You’re seriously still making so much noise? Will nothing shut you up? Fine, here’s what all your constant commotion has earned you. This is for every single time you ruined my peace.”
Jenny reached towards the underwear pile. She grabbed a few more socks and panties, sniffing them one by one. A few particularly pungent ones made her grimace and wrinkle her nose. She held onto those, discarding the rest. They were bunched together and nestled them against my upper lip, pressing up against my nostrils. I almost gagged from the strength of the odour.
“Nnngh!!! Gmmph!!”
She resumed tugging the pantyhose down, fully encasing my head in it. She grabbed the loose pantyhose legs at the back, pulled them around my head across my mouth, and knotted them off tightly. They became a wide cleave gag, pulling the gag stuffing in even deeper, and squeezing the hood tighter against the repulsive clump below my nose.
[Mod] bapanada: Noisy Nina finally got gagged! This is a historic day folks
Pission_Massed: I think I just fell in love with Jenny
skeleton_lock: that is so gross
Tedward: that is so hot
SquidGameOfThrones: Her big mouth could definitely have taken even more lol
cyclonely: Suck it Nina. Literally! [ninaGiggle]
roman_charges: she is seriously hating this
beepbeep! beepbeep! beepbeep!
“Off you go then Nina. Good luck~”
“Mmmmmhhhh!!!”
I glared at Jenny and snarled a muffled yell. The restraints were bad enough, but the gag and hood were disgusting and infuriating. Whatever gripes she had about my past disruptive behaviour, I didn't deserve this. Despite my obvious desire for it to be removed, she just smiled and tapped the stopwatch.
For a moment I sat still on the bed. The warmth of my breaths filled the inside of the pantyhose hood, hitting my cheeks, mingling with the smell of dirty underwear. It was only after swallowing some sock-flavoured drool that I moved into action. As much as I wanted to silently protest my mistreatment, I wanted to be rid of the pinching ropes and horrible gag much much more.
I flailed around as I had before, struggling without reservation. I could feel the squeeze of every single rope in resistance. The new elbow-tie was a major hindrance. By preventing me from my spreading my arms apart, I couldn’t force the wrist ropes to loosen as I had the first time. But without any better options, I threw my whole body behind my struggles, bouncing on the mattress.
“Mmmghh...”
I felt my heart thumping and my heavy breaths filling inside the hood. After a few minutes of working up a sweat, not only did none of the ropes feel looser, it was as if they gripped even tighter in retaliation. I doubted I could make a dent even if I had hours, let alone 5 minutes. I was well and truly helpless.
Both my top and leggings had now shifted enough for my red bra and panties to show prominently, and they were constantly on the brink of slipping off even further. Despite the thickness of the gag, the gnashing and chewing during my exertion created enough falling drool to soak and darken the bra and pink top around my upper chest.
“Mmmgh...”
“Still about two minutes left. Come on girl. What happened to all that confidence from earlier?”
“Hh cmmh...”
“Time’s a-wasting.”
“Jhhmhh! Hh ghmh mhh!!”
“Don’t give up! Maybe you just need a little encouragement?” SPANK!
“MMHH!!”
I jerked from a stinging smack of Jenny’s palm against my ass. The thin layer of the leggings provided virtually no protection.
“Keep trying Nina!” SPANK! SPANK!
“MHHH! Jhhmhh shhm!!”
I twisted away pivoting my butt out of reach. Jenny remained poised for more smacks. Afraid of further ‘encouragement’ being delivered to my poor undefended rear, I resumed the struggle. It was exhausting but I continued putting in at least a token effort to escape, counting down the seconds until the end. I had resigned to failure, having none of the urgency of the earlier minutes. Except for a brief burst of activity when Jenny landed another quick butt-smack.
beepbeep! beepbeep! beepbeep!
At last. I couldn’t imagine a sweeter sound. I laid on my back with relief.
LisaNeedsBraces417: Best. Challenge. Ever.
peas_on_earth: aww over already
codedonkey: This may have awakened something in me
Tedward: Jenny can you make her go one more minute? I almost finished
enema_of_the_state: Triple or nothing!
Jenny sighed and knelt on the bed beside me, stroking my leg.
“This quieter you is a dream come true. I should have stuffed your mouth up ages ago! And to be honest... you’re really cute with all that squirming and moaning~. Shame that now it’s...”
Her eyes drifted to the laptop screen then lit up. “Ohh chat that’s a great idea! Triple or nothing. One last chance for Nina to redeem herself.”
“Whhh?! Nnnhh!!”
“Let me get the stopwatch ready again...”
“Nnnnhhh Jhhhnhh sshhhp! Hh dhhn whhnnh dh tmmhhh hh nhhhhnh!”
I had zero interest in spending a single second longer stuck in ropes, let alone having even more added onto me. I kicked out and wailed as loud as I could in refusal. I’d even accept a third penalty on-the-spot, if that’s what it took to be done. I just badly wanted to be free again.
Jenny couldn’t understand a word. I was too effectively gagged. Even as my panic intensified, she just giggled, excited about getting to continue. She lightly pushed me onto my back, then sat over me with a new rope in hand.
Double-or-nothing had been a huge mistake.
“Go~”
This time I did not sit still for the tie-up phase. I recoiled and shook at every opportunity, but it made little difference. With every added rope immobilising me further, binding me only got easier and easier.
First Jenny added a crotchrope. She tightened it so severely that I felt the rope digging in deep between my buttcheeks. My leggings were pulled in with them, hugging and accentuating the shape of my ass. The crotchrope was tied off to my wrist rope, so that not only could I move my arms even less, but any attempt would tug on the rope wedged up inside me.
She bound my knees, a quick and simple tie to ensure she left enough time for the final addition. She positioned me to lie on my front, then pulled my legs up as far as she could. Once she finished her ropework and released her grip, the pressure remained. A very short rope lashed the wrist tie to the ankle tie, holding my body in a punishingly strict hogtie.
beepbeep! beepbeep! beepbeep!
“Oof that looks uncomfortable. But I believe in you Nina! It might be the hardest tie yet but I’m sure you’ve figured out something by now. Now struggle for us~”
I tested the tie lightly at first, trying to pull my arms and my legs away from their starting positions. Every movement yanked on something else and was stopped short. I could barely move at all.
I breathed in deep, trying to ignore the still-pungent gag and hood, and bucked as hard as I could. The web of ropes squeezed back as I rocked in place on the bed. My main focus was on the hogtie rope, trying to weaken or snap it. Then I pulled directly upwards too fast. The crotchrope was hoisted up hard between my legs, and for a second I saw spots, completely losing focus.
“Hnnghhh!!”
It was hopeless. A mockery. A public humiliation in front of my own fans. One that I could never live down. And it wasn’t even over yet.
SPANK! “Keep trying!”
“MMMHH!”
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Stuck in this position, I couldn’t even move my ass out of the way to safety. With a casual pushing away of my hands, Jenny had free reign to spank me as much as she liked. Which she did, over and over, until I finally whined assent and squirmed against the ropes properly. It brought me no closer to freedom, and ensured the crotchrope aggravated me constantly, but I had no choice. Jenny and the chat enjoyed a full 5 minutes of me writhing about uselessly in a back-breaking hogtie, whimpering through the huge gag.
Slow_rider: Come on Nina you’re sooo close! To your boobs popping out that is. Not close to escaping obviously.
Lungs_of_the_cards: If she wants to quit all she has to do is clearly say so [ninaLol]
HerDarkMaterials: With how quiet her dirty socks and panties made her, Noisy Nina doesn’t seem like the right nickname any more. She needs a new one. Bondage Blonde? Dirty Damsel? Sock Sucking Slut?
FicklePickle: @HerDarkMaterials Subby Streamer [ninaLol]
cardboard_boxer: Chat what would you do to Nina if you were there? Ban-worthy answers only pls
[Mod] BumboWantCoin: At this point what’s the point. We’d have to ban everyone. Go nuts
DawnOfTheBedhead: I just got a great idea. Hear me out. Quadruple or nothing. WE NEED MOAR!
beepbeep! beepbeep! beepbeep!
That sound was going to haunt me. I was stiff, sweaty and sore. My pledge to do laundry would have to wait. Now all I wanted once freed was a long hot bath, followed by a long peaceful sleep.
A quiet moment passed. Jenny hadn’t come over yet. I turned my head and squinted through the pantyhose hood. She wasn’t even looking at me anymore, but was engrossed in the laptop, staring at the stream’s chat with her back turned to me.
“Jhhmhh?”
“Hmm? Just reading. You have so many people in your chat Nina, I’m a little jealous. They’re sweet~. And a little naughty!”
“Jhhmhh!!!”
Jenny looked back, still making no effort to approach me.
“Yes?”
“....HMMH!”
“What? You want me to help you?”
"YHH!”
“Sorry Nina. I agreed to tie you up. You never said anything about untying you as well.”
My heart dropped. She had to be joking right? But then she turned right back towards the computer.
“MMmmghghh!!”
My anger was answered by a worrisome silence. With the real possibility of being left alone like this sinking in, I started sweating for a new reason. Without Jenny’s help I would remain stuck for a very very long time, if escaping was even possible. If it wasn’t, she’d have to return to release me eventually, but who knows how long I’d be left suffering before then.
I couldn’t even beg or bargain. The only lingering hope was that she hadn’t left the room yet. She was fixated on the laptop, enjoying the attention of the much larger audience than she was used to. Maybe I could sway the chat to take pity on me and convince her to help.
Despite my aching muscles, I started worming my way slowly towards Jenny. It was a slow humiliating process. It was difficult to make progress at all, but each slight bend and unbend of my knees slid me an inch at a time. I shuffled up slowly beside Jenny, coming closer to the camera, fighting my instinct to shy away from it.
“Stop it you big flirts~. Oh? You want me to do that to her? I dunno, that’s pretty mean. Although maybe... Oh hi there Noisy Nina~”
“mmmhh...”
“So Nina, your chat was explaining says that when you fail a challenge, you owe them a forfeit. When were you gonna mention that to me? Slipped your mind eh? Since you failed the triple-or-nothing that means 3 penalties. Which are separate to the photoshoot you owe me obviously. Oh wait you can’t see what they’re saying right now can you? Okay c’mere...”
Jenny leaned down very close to me, my hooded face almost entering her cleavage. She gripped the pantyhose hood at the top with both hands, and ripped open a hole. She stretched and widened the tear until my ponytail poked up at the back, tugging the material down until it uncovered my eyes. I was looking forward to finally breathing fresh air again, so I was deeply disheartened when she stopped there. Neither the gag or nose-offending concoction were coming off. She poked the front of my gag in.
“Did I mention how much I like you like this? We’re gonna have to do this more often. Now check out what your own chat have been suggesting for your challenge punishm-... err penalty.”
EarOfTheTiger: Tie her up even more!
crescentsun: can we suggest new gags?
all_your_bass: I would pay good money for a proper over-the-knee spanking. Not even joking
ThePenultimateCountdown: ASMR stream
SnsdGGez: Tickle her until she cries for mercyToeTheLion: Untie the poor thing (user banned by moderator)
MortalWombat: Those panties are nicely primed for a wedgie
stranduptragedy: Hot tub stream pretty pls?
SamuraiJill: Do you by any chance own a strapon Jenny?
dohdohbird: sit on her face [ninaLol]
PrincessGambit: ALL OF THE ABOVE
“So many good ideas that I’d never have thought of in a million years. Which ones should we do? Maybe we should start a poll and do whatever chat votes for. You trust them, right Nina?”
Dread grew in my gut. Far from having pity on me, the chat was unleashing a maelstrom of twisted desires. Given everything Jenny had said and done so far, it seemed all-too-likely that she would actually act on them. I was entirely at the mercy of her and the crowd she seemed so eager to please.
“Mmmhhhmhh!!”
A wry smile crossed Jenny’s face as she noticed something in the distance in the room.
“Hmm. I think I have an idea of what we should do. We can cover everything at once today, now, the photoshoots and the forfeits. You up for it Nina?”
“Whhh?! NHH!!”
Jenny’s smile faded. “I hope that wasn’t the sound of you trying to back out of your promises again. Is that how little your fans mean to you?”
“Nmmmh! Thhh nhh fhhh!”
She didn’t acknowledge my muffled protests, waiting silently for an answer to her question. I couldn’t articulate an objection or suggest an alternative as compromise. I could only wordlessly accept or refuse. And outright refusal would not soon be forgotten or forgiven by my audience. As much as I wanted to end today’s stressful proceedings, a reputation of bailing on promises, especially those earned by paid subscriptions, would be hard to shake off.
Jenny tapped her fingers on my head.
“You wanted out didn’t you? This is your out. If you’re not interested, I’ll leave. Your choice roomie.”
Her unblinking stare told me she meant it. It wasn’t much of a choice. I gulped down a mouthful of unpleasant gag-tainted drool, and nodded. Jenny beamed. She kissed me on the forehead then leapt off the bed. She didn’t untie me yet, leaving me stewing in my bondage as ‘entertainment’ for the stream while she began setting everything up for the next segment.
The viewer count had drastically increased, approaching double the highest-ever number from earlier. And it was still rising by the minute.