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Content Warnings: BDSM Fantasy, F/f, lesdom, bondage, non-consensual, spanking.
Colleen set her pen down. She closed her eyes and started to count. If she could make it to thirty without being interrupted…
Seventeen… eighteen… nineteen… twe-
THUMP.
Sighing, the twenty-year-old college student stood up from her desk. She did it carefully, not wanting to jostle the stacks of textbooks, notebooks, folders, papers, and index cards positioned in front of her. Colleen had a system, damn it, and she wasn’t going to disrupt it any more than she already had.
It was supposed to be a study day. Finals were drawing close and Colleen had work to catch up on. Notes to take, assignments to finish, studying to do. She cleared her schedule for that day specifically to get as much of it done as she reasonably could.
But her roommate absolutely refused to keep quiet.
Colleen’s hands clenched into fists as she stepped out of her room, down the hallway, and into Dani’s. It was mostly clean. If there was one nice thing Colleen could say about her roommate, it was that she was tidy. Dani’s backpack and books were set neatly aside in a corner with a comfy chair and the lap desk Dani preferred to use over a real desk. The only thing out of place was the small heap of clothes on the side of the bed.
THUMP.
The sound came from the closet. Colleen had been able to ignore it for the last couple of hours. It came sporadically enough. But Colleen could feel it too, a harsh vibration that echoed through their crummy apartment, and she was still on edge from the bombastic music Dani was playing before she put a stop to it.
So with her patience well and truly gone, Colleen marched over to the closet door and whipped it open.
Dani, red-faced and sweaty, came tumbling out in a mess of willowy limbs and silver duct tape.
The two roommates were a study in contrasts. Colleen was on the shorter side, with neat brown hair and a round face her dates most often described as cute. Dani was taller and sharper. She kept her blonde hair long and wavy and could smirk her way through a lot of things, but not this.
Dani definitely wasn’t smirking right now.
Their clothes were another contrast. Colleen wanted comfort today, and she wasn’t planning to leave the apartment. Sweat pants, an old shirt she usually slept in, and fuzzy socks were her chosen outfit. For her part, Dani had been getting ready to go out. She was wearing nice, opaque black stockings with a red plaid miniskirt and a light cream-colored sweater.
“MMmph!” Dani tried to yell from behind the tape wrapped tightly over her mouth. It was just some of the material Colleen had applied to her. More tape was wrapped tightly around her ankles, shins, and above her knees. Then even more of it kept her ankles together and her arms attached firmly to her torso. “MMmogh eeiigh!”
Colleen raised one eyebrow, hearing the insult for what it was. “I told you to be quiet, Dani. I was very clear. I said I would come in here and make you even more sorry if you couldn’t be quiet while I tried to study. It’s not my fault you decided not to listen.”
That set Dani off on a long string of muffled cursing. The gag kept it all just about indecipherable, even if the tone was impossible to mistake. Colleen never knew a pair of thick socks (clean socks, because she wasn’t a monster) could shut someone up so well.
She struggled too. Dani’s legs bucked and kicked out, forcing Colleen to dance a bit to keep any of the attempted kicks from connecting to her own legs. She let it go on for a bit, enjoying the sight of her annoying roommate squirming on the floor, limbs straining against their silver bondage.
But Colleen could only enjoy watching for so long. After a bit she grabbed her taller roommate under the armpits and started pulling her up. Dani must have wanted to stand upright again, because she didn’t resist too much as she was dragged to her feet. She grew a little more reluctant as Colleen then directed her to the bed, and finally had to be forced when her shorter roommate sat down on the bed and forced her to lean over her lap.
It was fun, Colleen realized, to manhandle the taller woman like this. She couldn't help but note that Dani’s outfit looked kind of like a sexy schoolgirl uniform. The thought brought a smile to Colleen’s face as she brought her hand to Dani’s skirt-covered rump in a harsh spank.
“MMMMPAAGHPH!?!!” Dani couldn't quite believe what had just happened. It had been kind of obvious what Colleen intended when she went over her knees, but actually getting spanked was a lot different than thinking it might be coming.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACKSMACK.
Dani cried out again, swore muffled, red-faced threats as Colleen brought her hand down again and again on her ass like she was a naughty schoolgirl.
For Colleen it quickly became as much about having fun as it was about convincing Dani to keep quiet. There she was, dressed in faded old sweat pants and a shirt just a few laundry cycles away from becoming a rag, spanking her sexy roommate! The situation quickly became intoxicating. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this!
But she had to get back to work at some point, so with one final SMACK Colleen let her bound and gagged roommate down to the floor, where she set one firm foot on her shoulder to jostle her around a bit.
“Are you going to behave now? Be nice and quiet like a good girl should?”
She gave her prisoner a sweet smile as she spoke. Dani only glared back, which just made Colleen smile a little more widely. Maybe she could hold off on studying for just a bit longer…