Amelia slowly peeled off the last bit of tape from Keyla's hands, sitting beside her on the bed.
"There we go. Now you can use the shower." she said with a sigh and gathered up the expended tape.
As Keyla stretched with a happy hum and hurried into the small bathroom - which was one of the perks of the double rooms -, Amelia cleaned up, having already used the shower while Keyla had still been taped up, now dressed in a fresh pair of panties and a long nightshirt. She didn't really plan on leaving the room any more today.
She through away the used tape and put away the gag she had already cleaned and dried off, and inspected the sheets of both beds. Neither had been stained by the girls' fluids and the drool on Keyla's pillow was of minor importance.
With another sigh, she sat on her bed, listening to the running water and her roommate's humming for a few seconds before lying down and starting to think.
Ideas started to flood her mind, all sorts of possibilities that opened up to her now. And for most of those, she had to gather supplies. She started making a mental list before getting up to get a note pad to write it out.
Keyla looked over the list, sitting on her bed, dressed in sweat pants and a long-sleeved shirt, her long legs folded beneath her.
"That sounds about right." she said finally, looking up with a somewhat deadpan expression.
"The stuff at the top should be easy to get, we might have to modify some of it though. I did something like that before, so... I'm sure nothing can go wrong, if we both watch out."
Keyla nodded and went over it again. The list started off with belts and straps, as well as ropes, all the way down to gags and other more specific items, which would be harder to get and even harder to explain, should they be found, though Amelia was already taking that risk with the cuffs and the gag already in her possession.
"I have these." Keyla said absent-mindedly, making Amelia perk up.
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, not all of them, but I have stuff." The taller girl looked over to her as if that information was not surprising at all. When Amelia's questioning expression persisted, she put down the list and got up from her bed, knelt on the floor and pulled a duffle bag from somewhere beneath her bed, where her other bags and suitcases were stored, all of which Amelia had thought to be empty.
The raven-haired girl knelt on the other side of it while Keyla pulled back the zipper, letting her look inside. There was uncoiled rope, winding all around, thus it was impossible to tell how many coils there were and how long they were. As Amelia started to pull them out and apart - the plain absence of organization made her stomach turn a bit - she found several other items amidst the chaos, including another ballgag - this one was black and noticeably larger -, a leather blindfold, and several padlocks. At first she thought the keys had gone missing, until she noticed that none of them had keyholes to begin with. Instead, tiny runes were inscribed in them. Anyone could open or close them if they could touch it and tune into the rune's magic.
The final item, however, made Amelia's heart pound. It was a plain black collar, one that some might wear as an accessory, at least at first glance. Small runes were inscribed into the leather, simple but powerful ones. Taking it between her fingers carefully, Amelia deciphered the inscription. It had not been, what she had secretly hoped for, though it still reminded her of the item she had fashioned herself before, the item that had landed her in this room with this person in the first place.
"It seals magic." Keyla explained needlessly. "And it works the same way the locks do. So even when you're hands are free, you can't take it off. My previous partner made it."
Amelia nodded slowly, putting the collar down, feeling a strange measure of respect for it.
"Where did you get all this?" she questioned, looking at the pile of supplies, her fingers itching to start organizing everything.
"Most of them were gifts." The pale girl just shrugged.
"Well, I'm dying to try them."