Mia let herself fall against Claire, laying in her arms as the older girl hugged her captive. Claire hadn't said anything after the kiss, in fact she seemed to be thinking. Mai didn't mind, she enjoyed the situation as it was, wiggling her arms for her own excitement, just to feel the ropes more through the sleeves of her sweater.
"I got it.", Claire finally said and turned the blonde around so she couldn't look into the mirror. Mia waited patiently as her friend headed back to the nightstand to collect some more gear. She looked ahead, not turning around to see her friend. After all, it was far more fun to let herself be surprised by what her athletic friend would have in store for her next. She didn't hear any footsteps. How could she, they were standing on carpet and both of them were wearing socks. just a moment later, Mia felt Claire's arms around her waist and she heard... She looked down.
"Claire, why are you opening my pants?", she asked confused just before the brunette pulled the jeans down to Mia's ankles. Believing it was expected of her, Mia stepped out of it, brushing off her socks in the meantime. "Just wait and see, this is ingenious." Wondering whether or not her friend meant what she said or if she was mixing up words again, she watched her - as well as she could in her position - tie rope around Mia's waist, knotting it off in front of her, leaving some slack. Reaching between the blonde's legs, Claire pulled the slack back, measuring a piece of the rope before tying three knots into it and pulling it through the soft legs. Mia felt a slight grope on her behind and straightened, surprised.
Claire grinned as she brought her ingenious plan to an end by tying the slack to the rope binding Mia's wrists.
"There! Try and raise your arms." Mia obeyed once again, gasping as the knots on the crotch-rope pressed into her cunt and against her clitoris. "Feels good, yes?" Yanking on the collar just a little bit, Claire pulled her back against her and put her hands on Mia's chest, kissing her neck.
Surprised and confused by the sudden change of atmosphere, Mia tried to gather her thoughts, which took her a while because of Claire's grip on her breasts, her lips in her neck and the rope between her legs. Stimulated on multiple spots, she felt herself getting wetter and her nipples harden as she let out a long sigh. How did everything change from being comfortable to making her excruciatingly horny? Once more, Mia had to wonder if that was really what she was thinking. Just a week ago, Claire had been best friend. They had fooled around, played video games and occasionally cuddled, at most. But now they had already kissed twice and she found herself twisting and moaning in Claire's arms. And she loved every moment of it.
"You want more, slave?" Claire's mocking but definitely excited voice broke Mia#s concentration, but she didn't even think before answering.
"Yes... please, give me more.", she sighed. Claire pulled her pet over to the bed, leading her by the collar. As she commanded her to sit down, she took more rope from the nightstand and started tying Mia's ankles in the same fashion as her wrists and repeated the procedure above and below her knees, all while listening to the blonde's slight panting and forcing herself to remain calm and concentrate on the task at hand. She would get her own share of helplessness later. Taking the pink ball gag from the drawer, she sat down behind her captive.
"Open your mouth." Mia obeyed, awaiting the gag readily, moaning and sighing into it once it was buckled. She leaned back, just moments before a black piece of cloth was tied over her eyes. "Have fun now." Claire pushed her onto the bed and stood up, leaving her alone. Mia knew she wouldn't leave the room, she just knew. She was just playing with her. Watching her. Mia saw nothing and only heard a bit of rustling before it was silent. Her arms and legs were tightly tied, her jaws were forced apart by the rubber ball that silence anything she tried to say and muffled every sound she made. She felt helpless and at the mercy of her mistress. A mistress she loved so much. Did she? Was it really love? Mia didn't get to think about it, she didn't get to think about anything at all, she just couldn't form complex thoughts at the moment.
Mia didn't have to hear her. She didn't have to know what she would be doing while watching her. Claire gagged herself to silence any sound she would make, pulled down her pants and pressed the vibrator against her panties, reaching below her sports bra to caress her own breast. She just couldn't wait any longer, she had to! As she watched the girl of her dreams squirm and listened to her muffled moans, she had no choice but to give in to her desires.

As Mia pulled on the rope between her legs and Claire pressed the vibrator against her clitoris, both girls moaned into their gags, longing for this moment to never end.