Kathy was 23 years old, had red hair, pale skin and freckles. She was a girl one might describe as mature and realistic, her eyes set on her goals, but at the same time understanding and caring.

That's what most people saw in Kathy, including her roommate Lisa, whom she had shared a flat with for the last ten months. They attended the same college and spent time together, playing games, watching TV, shopping, one could say they had gotten rather close in a short while.

Lisa was different from Kathy, in more than one way. Her short hair was naturally blonde, but it was dyed a deep black. A tribal motif spread across her shoulders as a black tattoo and her lower lip as well as her belly button were pierced. Her tough, athletic appearance stood in contrast to her cheerful and open personality, which had earned her many friends in the student body, including her roommate Kathy.

But their relationship was to become more complicated than that...



Kathy dropped her bag on the small table and took off her shoes, placing them neatly against the wall in the hallway.

"I'm back!", she called out, walking into the central room without waiting for Lisa's response... which never came. Frowning, she walked barefoot toward Lisa's bedroom. She should have been home, she didn't have many classes today and she herself had told her the day before she would 'just be chilling'.

"Lisa, are you--?" She froze in place at the sight that presented itself to her, as she opened the door. Lisa was sitting on the floor, in nothing but her black underwear, staring back at her, wide-eyed, apparently not having expected her to enter, blushing while also expressing a mix of surprise and panic.

Her legs were tied tightly with rope around her ankles and thighs, a piece of cloth was stuffed into her mouth, held in by a different cloth tied around her head. Her wrists were handcuffed behind her back, though Kathy could clearly see the key lying on the ground, well in reach of her fingers.

The shock paralysed both of them for several seconds before Lisa's eyes changed into an angry glare. Her fingers reached for the key and before Kathy could say or do anything, the handcuffs had clicked open and the black-haired girl pulled the gag from her mouth with an angry snarl.

"The fuck, Kathy! Can't you knock!?"

The redhead flinched at the genuine anger in her roommate's voice. The input was too much to formulate thoughts, but her tongue tried for an answer anyhow.

"I... you... I thought... I'm sorry! M-my god, Lisa!" Her face now reddened as well, Kathy placed a hand over her eyes and turned away slightly.

"You know, I should--!" Lisa's response was cut short by heavy breathing and a suppressed moan as a quiet buzzing noise made itself known. "J-just... wait outside or something, I really need to finish!"

Kathy slammed the door shut and sunk against the wall. Was she going crazy or had she really just seen that? Did she walk in on Lisa doing... that!? Her face still red and her legs giving in, she sat down on the sofa in the central room, trying to clear her thoughts.

Seeing her friend in underwear was nothing new, she would occasionally walk around like that when she was lazy, she had also seen her in a bikini several times. The arousal she felt from seeing that was not new to her, though she had never acted upon or mentioned it.

The rope and handcuffs were new, though. Kathy bit her lip as the picture returned to her mind. She was aware that there were a lot of people who got off on being tied up and tying others, she didn't do much research but she had seen it often enough to know that it was a thing. Was it really that weird for Lisa to be into it? Was it that weird for Kathy to want to know more?



It took a few minutes for Lisa to leave her bedroom, now freed and dressed in sweatpants and a shirt. As the two women sat next to each other, silence filled the room, before the black-haired one started to speak calmly.

"Okay, so that was awkward." Kathy nodded. "And sorry for yelling at you. And if that was disturbing for you to see, I apologize." No response. "But I need that every now and then, y'know? I mean, of course it works without it too but it's not the same. You know?"

"I...", Kathy started quietly, "I thought it was... interesting." More silence filled the room. "How long have you been...?"

"By myself, like... two months, almost? I started with others before that..."

"Others?", Kathy asked carefully, trying not to imagine too much.

"Just some girls from college, they were kind enough to... y'know... show me."

Another long silence fell, before Kathy raised her voice again.

"Can you show me?"