Disclaimer:
This story contains lesbian tendencies and bondage.

Amelia looked Keyla over, taking a moment to really take in her figure for once. She had occasionally checked her out a few times before - she did get a lot of chances - but almost all of those had been quick glances.
Keyla was slightly taller than most girls their age and had average size breasts, her braided hair so light blonde it was almost white, matching her pale skin that never seemed to tan, no matter how much time she spent in the sun. She looked down at Amelia out of her amber-coloured eyes expectantly, a thin smile on her lips.
"Well... are you going to keep all your clothes on for this?" the dark-haired girl asked finally, weighing the roll of tape in her hand.
"Um, should I take something off?" Keyla looked down at herself.
"Well, you might be breaking a sweat if you struggle. I'd at least leave the blazer... and the necktie."
The taller girl nodded eagerly and started undressing, also getting rid of her shoes and socks in the process. She stood up straight again, dressed in only the white shirt and short skirt of the uniform now.
"Okay, don't move." Amelia moved behind her and took her wrists, wrapping them in tape quickly, closing the other girl's hands into fists and taping them up as well, to prevent her from using magic to get free, just like Keyla had done to her earlier.
Moving up she taped the lower arms together while also wrapping tape around her torso. Taking a step back, she instructed her roommate to try moving.
Keyla turned her shoulders as she tried to wiggle free, but the tape was too strong. She shook her head, smiling happily.
"I'm helpless." she said excitedly.
Amelia bit her lip. Something about her excitement was both unnerving and arousing at the same time.
"Well, okay, sit down." She pushed Keyla onto her bed, making her sit down and kneeling in front of her to take her legs, neatly taping them together from her ankles to her knees.
Keyla tried moving again, finding the restraints to be enjoyably tight once again.
"Okay, then we're done with the tape." Amelia tossed the roll onto her bed and stretched, trying to give off a composed air, though in reality her rising arousal was already driving her crazy.
"I'm not done with you just yet, though." She looked around the room, thinking for a moment, before heading to Keyla's wardrobe, opening to take out a thin scarf. Sitting behind her patient prisoner, she carefully covered her eyes with it, tying it off as securely as possible.
"Do you still see anything?"
"Nope." Keyla twisted again, her arms tensing slightly under the tape.
Amelia nodded and walked over to the other bed again to pick up the gag, walking back to the taller girl, after a bit of hesitation sitting on her lap this time.
"I'm almost done. I'll gag you and that's it, got it?"
Keyla nodded, biting her lip smiling.
"Thanks, Amy.", she said sweetly before readily opening her mouth.
Amelia gulped and slowly pushed the ballgag behind Keyla's teeth, buckling it behind her head.
"Mmmh..." she moaned, struggling and biting down on the gag.
Amelia watched her from up close, biting her lip, noting her crotch getting soaked again. She slowly slid off of Keyla's lap and walking backwards to sit on her own bed. Watching her roommate struggle and listening to her moan, she slipped her hand into her underwear.

Amy clasped a hand over her mouth as she came, her eyes watering and her body shivering, moaning and gasping into her palm. After a few seconds, she relaxed and sighed quietly, looking over to Keyla, who was lying down on her side, struggling and moving, quiet grunts and moans passing the gag.
After regaining a bit of her stamina, Amelia slowly got up and moved over to her, running her hand over Keyla's thigh.
"Mmh!" she gasped, turning her head as if to look at her, moving her legs a bit.
"Are you having enough fun by yourself? Or do you need more help?"
"Mmmh..." she moaned pleadingly.
Amelia smiled, scheming a little surprise. She rolled Keyla on her chest and grabbed hold of her legs, holding them under her arm. her fingers danced over the soft soles of her feet, enticing giggles from her.
She carefully kept moving her fingers faster by the second, exploring more of her soles with her quick-moving fingertips, quickly turning her prisoner's giggling into muffled laughing and making her struggle in her grasp, her restrained voice growing higher in pitch the longer she continued the tickling, until she started to press out desperate moans through her laughs that sounded like begging. Amelia continued for a little bit longer before leaving it be and giving Keyla time to recover.
The pale girl's breath came deeper and occasional giggles still came through, as her chest was rising and sinking visibly.
"Mmh-mh!" she whined finally, moving as best as she could to get her roommate's attention again.
"Are you already done?"
Keyla nodded, a rare blush covering her cheeks.