“Alright. Do you wanna explain yourself?”
I did. I really did. But the cock gag I had locked onto myself rather precluded a simple response. I twisted around as best I could in the hogtie I had locked myself into, and tried to whimper in the general direction of my roommate. Damned blindfold.
Anna sighed, somehow managing to sound exasperated, amused, and irritated all at once.
“You know, I was planning to relax this summer.”
“Mmmgghh??”
“Just me, and beaches, forests, lots of good books, and peace and quiet.” She stepped closer to the bed and drove a hard finger into my side, “Peace and quiet you inconsiderate dork. How long have you been planning this?”
“MMmfgggh! Eefff eee oooo!”
“Are you kidding me? You ransack my room, find my fetish stash, and bind yourself up in my frigging restraints, and now you want me to…what? Take pity on you? Let you go?”
Boy she sounded annoyed. But I’d also been locked up in this position for like three hours now at least, and I wanted out. So I settled for trying to sound sorry while still getting myself cut loose. I could make it up to her somehow, someway.
“Mmmmmm. Mmm Fffrrryyyy uuunnnaaa…reafffyy oorrryyyy…”
“Not too comfortable, eh, that your roommate found you like this. Well, you aren’t getting off that easily, but I suppose I can make you more comfortable.”
The lock holding me in the hogtie position was freed, and I collapsed more fully onto the bed with a grateful grown. She was fiddling with my ankle cuffs, and I felt the cold brush of chain as it was being locked onto them. I groaned again. Seriously? Couldn’t we just talk about this like adults?
More cuffs were locked around my elbows. Apparently not.
I maintained as positive an outlook as I could while she finished securing my arms to her standards. This was just getting me back. Making my bondage harder on myself.
When she hauled me to my feet, I just assumed she was going to take me out to the small kitchenette we shared, and sit me down to have a discussion about what a prat I had been. But she frogmarched me past that, pausing only long enough to slip a pair of sandals onto my feet, and then hurrying me out the door.
“MMMMggghghh!” I protested, even as I was forced to step quickly to keep up with her.
“I would bitch too loudly dummy,” she muttered to me, “I don’t think you want to be seen by any of our neighbours, let alone by our friendly landlord, do you?”
That shut me up right quick. The last thing I needed was to get tossed out of the place because of indecent exposure. I stayed quiet as she guided me around, utterly reliant on her and only able to listen to our progress. She got me downstairs and out to the parking garage with only two close calls. My heart was mostly still pounding from the last one when I heard her trunk door open, and I whimpered into my gag.
“Ok, here’s where I let you know your punishment. You made a big mistake when you decided to play with my stuff without my permission.” She shoved me inside, and I fell hard onto a padded surface. Ow. “Self bondage without having a partner to keep you safe? Not asking permission? Frigging probably planning to orgasm on my damn bed!?” She tightened a fist in my hair and forced me to look sightlessly towards her, “Gotta pay the piper for all that dummy.”
I moaned into my gag and tried to shake my head.
“Oh, but its going to happen. You are going to be my summer Pet. My little bondage bitch, to help me relax and destress all summer. And to make sure you never try a dumb stunt like that again. Honestly,” Anna gave me a light slap on my cheek, “You could have hurt yourself or worse. I’m gonna teach you how to do this safely, securely, and in ways so mind-blowingly fun an sexy that you’ll never want to leave my bonds.”
I groaned, and she let me fall back to the padded floor of her trunk before tracing me back into a tight hogtie.
“Shoulda thought this through. Now I own that cute little ass…”