“All set to go?” Jenny asked her roommate as she leaned against the door to the other girl’s room.

May wore a dark red dress, stockings and heeled ankle boots. She was finishing her makeup and turned to look at her friend. “Always ready.” She smiled.

The brunette stood up and twirled just as her phone rang. “Perfect timing.” She noted before answering. “Hey! Ok on my way down.”

She ended the call and walked past Jenny into the main room. “Brendan’s here so I’ll be back late tonight.”

“Have a good time!” Jenny called as May left.

The door closed and Jenny immediately made a beeline to her room. She felt giddy as she opened her wardrobe and dug behind a pile of things for a gym bag. The bag contained her secret indulgence, carefully hidden from everyone. Placing the bag on her bed, she unzipped it to reveal her bondage collection of rope, tape, scarves, belts and a couple gags. She also had some outfits folded at the bottom.

With a grin, she stripped out of her t-shirt and shorts and tossed them onto her desk chair. Her bra and panties soon followed and she drew out the outfit she had in mind for tonight. First was the black spandex leotard, just like the gymnastics leotards she wore back when she competed. She slid it on, reaching behind her to grab the zipper and slowly slid it up. She shuddered in anticipation, moving her upper body to get comfortable in the garment before retrieving a pair of black leather high heeled boots from her shoe rack. She slide her feet into them and zipped them up, sliding her hand up the smooth leather that fit to her legs like a second skin.

Last, she pulled on a pair of leather opera length gloves. She spent a moment admiring herself in the mirror. She looked really sexy, she thought. After a moment of thinking, she grabbed her phone and took a selfie. She tossed her long dark hair around before deciding to start the bondage part.

Taking a deep breath, she exited her room and went to the freezer to retrieve a chunk of ice. Frozen inside was a handcuff key, which she placed in a tupperware container and placed it on the counter. The ice would last a couple hours, giving her plenty of time to free herself before May and Brendan came home from their dinner and movie. Walking back to her room, she enjoyed the gunshot like sounds of the stilettos on the flooring, wishing for a moment she had tile or wood floor but that was a tall ask of student housing. Closing her door and locking it, she stretched her arms out before turning around and acting surprised. “W-who are you?” She asked, getting into character. “I swear I’m just lost. Oh, that’s a gun.”

She raised her hands. “You...want me over there? Ok.”

She walked back over to her bed with her hands up. “I swear I won’t tell anyone what I saw.”

She picked up a rope. “You...you want me to tie myself up? You want me to do what?”

She tried to put on a brave face before looking defeated in the mirror. “Right. Gun.”

Jenny picked up the first piece of rope, doubling it over before wrapping it around her waist. It hung like a tail behind her before she fed it between her legs and pulled up. She let out a loud groan before covering her own mouth at how she reacted to the crotch rope being pulled up between her legs. She shuddered with anticipation before reminding herself she had more to go. “You want me to tie my legs now?”

Jenny picked up another rope and sat down on the floor with her legs out in front of her before wrapping coils of rope around her booted ankles. Cinching it off, she wiggled her legs a bit enjoying the sound of the leather squeaking before she tied another set just below her knees. A third set went around her thighs before she sat back to admire her handiwork. She felt like a mermaid with her legs welded together.

Next, she picked up her red ballgag. Her personal favourite, she held it up in front of her. “No please I can’t put that in my mouth. I’ll be quiet please don’t gag me.”

Jenny then opened her mouth and put it in, pushing it in until it settled behind her teeth. She buckled the black leather strap under her hair tightly and closed her eyes to enjoy the moment. She let out a sexy mmph into the gag, taking in the taste and the new helpless feeling before remembering she still had a step to go.

The last thing was her arms. She picked up a pair of handcuffs connected by a chain and snapped one end around her wrist. Threading the chain around her crotchrope, she gave a tug to make sure it was connected before closing the other cuff around her other wrist. Closing her eyes, she gave a tug and let out a long muffled moan into the rubber ballgag at the wave of pleasure it brought her.

Looking in the mirror that was leaning against the wall, she twisted her bound body to admire the way the ropes hugged her at all angles. She squirmed, loving the sound of her leather boots squeaking as they rubbed against each other. She was now the helpless captive of this depraved man, running his hands up and down her body. Her eyes widening as he pulled out a vibrator-

She blinked. She had been so intoxicated by her bondage she had forgotten about her vibrator, which was in her bag on her bed. She let out a mmph of frustration before tugging on the crotchrope for stimulation.

Jenny continued to fantasize. She was a secret agent, sent to infiltrate an enemy complex only to be caught. She’d been tied and cuffed while her captor had left to retrieve a superior and she had precious little time to escape. Then, she was a superheroine. The famed NightStreak, locked inside power nullifying cuffs as her captors play with her body. Helpless, she can only struggle as they undo her leotard zipper, exposing her breasts...

She was jolted out of her fantasy by the sound of the front door lock turning and May’s voice talking to someone. Jenny froze. They were supposed to be out at the movies, it was way too early!

“Sucks the theatre got shut down today.” She heard May say. “Oh well, means we get to come back and enjoy a movie from the comfort of my bed.”

Shit!

Jenny panicked for a moment as she looked around wildly. The only key to her cuffs was outside in the main room. She had no other backup plan to open up the cuffs and swore to herself. Why didn’t I use rope or zip ties today?

Cursing her choices was not going to fix her problem anytime soon. She could only pray that they would not notice the key and leave it alone, but Brendan’s next works dashed that hope. “Hey there’s a key on the counter here.”

“Key?” May asked. “For what?”

Oh shit. Jenny thought. “No idea, it’s just in a tupperware on the counter in water.” Brendan said, sounding confused.

“Bring it here, let me see.”

A pause. “Hm, no idea. Maybe it’s Jenny’s?”

“I’ll knock and see.”

She could feel Brendan’s footsteps as he walked across the apartment. “Jenny? You there?” He asked, knocking on her door.

Another pause. “She might be napping.” May suggested. “I’ll ask her later.”

Jenny heard Brendan’s footsteps fade away and May’s door close. She could only hope that he had left the key on the counter. Carefully pushing herself to her feet using her bed, she hopped towards the door then froze at how loud her boot heels were. Again swearing internally, she strained her ears to listen if May or Brendan had heard her. There was nothing except for the sound of a movie faintly through the walls so it looked like she was safe.

She hopped again, wobbling as she landed. Moving with her legs bound was always a struggle but eventually she made it to the door. Turning around to use her hands to use the doorknob, she peeked into the main room. Her stomach dropped when she saw the tupperware was drying on the dish rack and the key nowhere in sight. She closed the door and leaned back against the wall. There was nothing she could do.

Defeated, Jenny hopped back and lay down on her bed. Her wish had been granted, she was now entirely helpless until May came to check on her in the morning with the key. To her surprise, it only made her more turned on, and soon the crotchrope overrode her panic with sheer bliss as she screamed into her gag.