Afternoon Games

„Urrm, I’m not sure whether that’s a very good idea…“ “What’s wrong Sarah?” Claire asked while waving the coil of white rope in her hand, “Do you fear you might enjoy it?” she added with a smirk. “No, of curse that’s not it!” Sarah answered indignantly, “I’m just not comfortable with the idea of being all tied up!”

It was one of those rainy afternoons where you just couldn’t go outside of the house. And just at such days Claire had some of her “great” ideas. A few minutes ago she had arrived at Sarah’s home, wearing her favourite outfit, a comfy dark red pullover and a pair of somewhat greyish pants. Sarah, however, had been too lazy to change clothes and was still wearing her school uniform: White blouse, black skirt and matching black nylon stockings. She had been wondering what could be inside of that sports bag Claire brought with her – well, now she knew: Some lengths of white rope,  some scarves and cloths and a roll of silver duct tape. She thought some little tie-up games would be fun…

“OK, let’s just make this a little game: You start by tying me up and unless I break free you tie me harder. If I manage to escape within this time…” she smirked again,”I’ll get to tie you up!” Sarah sighed. This girl was just a real pighead. Whatever she wanted, she wouldn’t stop demanding till she’d get it…

“Alright, let’s give it a try…” Sarah finally agreed. “Great!” Claire cried out, gave Sarah the piece of rope she was holding, sat down on the wooden living room floor with her legs crossed and stretched her arms out in front of her, ready to have them tied. Sarah kneeled down in front of her and peeled the soft rope through her hands. It felt surprisingly good! But probably only until it would hold her wrists together…

She carefully started to encircle her friend’s wrists. Three times, then she tied a simple knot. Claire looked at her bonds, obviously disappointed.
“Is that all? At least tie my feet too! Otherwise this is gonna be pretty boring…” Sarah took another rope out of the bag while Claire laid down on her back, so she could get her feet tied together. Sarah wrapped the rope around her friend’s ankles, again, three times and knotted it. “Is that too tight?” she asked her. “Are you kidding? It’s far away from being too tight!” “Alright, then try to get free now!” “What, that’s it? Not even a gag?” “What?” “Well, without being gagged, I could easily undo the knot with my teeth! C’mon, make it as bit more difficult for me! In the bag there are some scarves, just use one of these.”
Sarah did as Claire wanted and took a scarf out of the bag. Then she stepped behind the bound girl and winded the cloth around her head. Claire willingly allowed the fabric being put into her mouth. Sarah made a knot at the back of Claire’s head and pulled it tight. “Nnng…” Claire moaned into her cleave gag. “Too tight?” Sarah asked again. Claire, obviously annoyed, shook her head.

“Well, urrm, yeah, I guess then you’ve got two minutes from now…” Sarah said while sitting some metres away from Claire. She watched her bound friend struggle a bit. She sat up while trying to reach for the knot at her ankles. Sarah looked through the window and watched the rain. She liked that kind of weather. It created such a melancholic mood…

Suddenly a hand touched her shoulder. Sarah turned her head over and looked into Claire’s grinning face. “Looks like your tie was a bit loose – you know what that means…” “How did you manage to get free that quickly? That wasn’t even one minute!” Sarah asked. “You shouldn’t forget that you talk to your local yoga queen!” Claire answered with an even wider smile. “Now get your hands behind your back.” Sarah did so. Almost immediately she felt the rope encircling her wrists. It felt surprisingly soft, almost pleasant, even when Claire pulled it tight. “Alright”, the cheerleader said, “Now you better lay down while I tie your feet, otherwise you’d just fall down.” Sarah did so. Then Claire wrapped another rope around her ankles and knotted it tightly. Sarah was nervous, even though she knew her friend wouldn’t do anything worse to her than tying her up. “I’m still not really sure about this…” she told Claire. “Sarah, pal, sometimes you just worry too much.” the blond girl responded while tying a knot in a long, white scarf. She went behind Sarah, pushed the knot into her mouth and tied the scarf behind her head. Sarah got yet more nervous. If something would happen, she wouldn’t be able to tell when she was gagged like this.

Claire stroked Sarah’s nylon coated legs with her fingertips. From her lower leg up to her thighs. It felt good, it even excited Sarah a bit – but was it really supposed to excite her that way? Claire bent her head down to Sarah’s ear, the cheerleader’s blond hair tickled her cheeks. “You’re still a rookie, so I’ll give you four minutes….but then I’m gonna really tie you up!” she whispered into Sarah’s ear with her warm breath. Then she sat down a few meters next to Sarah and watched her with a smile.

Sarah started her escape attempts. She wiggled her arms a bit. It was a tight tie! Claire surely had done good work. She likely wouldn’t get out of this one. She gave up reaching for the knot that tied her wrists and instead angled her legs in order to at least untie her feet. But she soon had to realise that she wouldn’t come to grab the knot. So she tried to roll over, so she was looking at the ceiling and tried to lift her upper body and move her feet closer to her hands. She almost could feel the knot – but before she could grab it she fell on her side. Claire giggled behind her. Sarah realized that she just couldn’t reach the knots with her fingers, so she tried to loosen the ropes by wiggling on the wooden floor. The more she twisted her arms and legs, the tighter the rope seemed to enclose them. One more time Sarah tried to touch the knot that tied her feet. She got it! She felt the knot between her fingers, now she only had to untie it somehow.

“Aaand – time’s up!” Claire said loudly. “Looks like you didn’t make it – you know the deal…” Sarah sighed as Claire stepped behind her. Then a black scarf blocked Sarah’s vision. She now found herself in complete darkness. She couldn’t see anything but black. Next, she felt rope encircling her legs, just above her knees. Then Claire moved on to her elbows. When she was done tying them together she lifted Sarah’s feet and connected them to her hands, using another rope. Claire pulled it so tight that Sarah’s heels almost touched her butt. It was so tight it already hurt. “That’s called a hogtie. “ Claire said with the sound proud in her voice. “It should be quite hard to get out of that one!”

Surprisingly enough, Claire undid the gag. “Don’t you think that’s a bit too tight?” Sarah asked her friend. Before the respond came, she heard Claire rummaging in her bag. “Your limbs aren’t getting numb, are they?” The cheerleader asked back. “No, not really…but still – Hrrrmpf!” Sarah’s answer just had been interrupted by a cloth stuffed into her mouth. “Well, then it’s not too tight…”Claire said. Immediately after this response Sarah heard the sound of duct tape being ripped off. The cloth in her mouth muffled any protests as a strip of tape was placed over her lips. “Again, four minutes!” Claire said, obviously amused.

This tie was way heavier than the last one. Sarah didn’t see any possibility of escape. She started to struggle a bit, testing her bonds. The ropes around her knees and elbows limited her ability of moving her arms and legs around. The rope connecting her ankles and wrists made any movements except a bit of wiggling on the floor impossible.

Sarah stopped struggling. It was pointless. She just tried to stay in a position that was as comfortable as the ropes allowed. Suddenly she realized a mistake in Claire’s logic:
If she wasn’t able to get out of the fist tie within the time limit, how would she be able to get out of the following ties that were much heavier? At this rate, the tables would never turn…

“What, you’re giving up already? No way!” Claire’s disappointed voice directed Sarah’s attention behind her. Sarah felt her friends hand glide over her bound legs. Again, this little feeling of doubtable excitement crawled up her spine. “If you don’t struggle…” Claire started to talk, “…then I’ll make you struggle!” Suddenly Claire started tickling Sarah’s soles.

Sarah was hit so unprepared she started to laugh wildly. Of course this laughing was muffled by her gag to a small “HMRRMHMHMMMHM!” Sarah was extremely ticklish anyway, but in a situation like this, it was even worse. She squirmed and tried to kick, but the tight hogtie she was in forced her to endure the tickling torture. Sarah could only hope that Claire would stop soon…

After some minutes of tickle torture that had felt like an eternity, Sarah was finally released – of the tickling, not of the tie. She had fallen onto her side and was breathing heavily of exhaustion.

After a while Claire started to talk again: “You know, I wanna take this whole thing one step further!”
Sarah responded with a muffled “Hmm?”, not knowing what to expect now.
“But before I explain it to you I’m gonna untie you.” Claire continued.
That sounded good after all. Sarah felt how the rope that connected her wrists and ankles was loosened. Then her legs were untied. Then, with a quick yank Claire ripped the tape off Sarah’s mouth. It was quite painful though Sarah thought as Claire pulled the cloth out of her mouth. “What do you have in mind now?” Sarah unsurely asked.
“You’ll see…” Claire answered while she untied her friend’s arms.

As soon as she was completely free, Sarah undid her blindfold. To her surprise, the first thing she saw was Claire standing in front of her, only wearing her mere black, lacy underwear, holding the roll of silver duct tape in her hand.
The view made Sarah blush slightly. Claire seemed to notice. “What’s up? You can see me weekly only wearing underwear in the locker room in school!” She mentioned, with a slightly taunting attitude. “Urrrm…yeah – but…” “So, let me explain: I want you to completely wrap me up with tape!”

“What?” Sarah hadn’t expected such a thing! “Let me finish my sentence!” Claire kept talking, “I want you to mummify me with that tape and then tie yourself to the bed!” That sentence made Sarah blush even more. “I’ve already placed some loops of rope and a pair of scissors on your bed. Completely wrapped up I’ll be completely helpless, you’ll have to cut yourself loose and then free me, if we want to get out of that.”

Sarah wasn’t really convinced, even after Claire had argued with her quite a while, but knowing her friend’s stubbornness she finally agreed. With the scissors in reach there couldn’t happen much bad stuff anyway.

Claire sat down on Sarah’s bed with the words “Alright, let’s get started!” Sarah sat kneeled down on the bed behind her friend and took the tape roll. Claire placed her arms next to her upper body. Sarah cautiously started to wrap the tape around her somewhere near her navel and moved on upwards, up to right below her breasts. Claire struggled a bit. “That’s good!” she said nodding. “Now move on up to my shoulders!” While Sarah started to do so she asked an unsure question: “What are we supposed to say when my parents arrive and we didn’t get loose until then?” Claire’s answer came quick: “Stick to the truth: Tell them your best friend is a stupid idiot!” Disregarding how nervous Sarah was about this tie-up-game, that one sentence made her chuckle. Now Sarah had finished this part of the mummification: Claire was wrapped up from her belly all the way up to her shoulders.

Next, Claire stood up. “Alright, now continue the job down to my knees.” Sarah continued the wrapping work. Claire’s arms were now completely trapped next to her body, with her hand palms pressed to her thighs. She couldn’t move her arms, not even a single finger. Claire inspected her wrapped thighs. “Good. Now, for the last part, could you pleas help me down?”
Sarah stood up from the bed and carefully laid her friend down on the floor. “Now if you roll me face-down it would be easiest for you to wrap my lower legs.”
Sarah did so. Facing the ground, the cheerleader angled her legs, so she was in a position similar to the hogtie Sarah was in minutes ago. Then Sarah started to wrap up Claire from right beneath the knees down to her ankles. When she was finished with that Claire wiggled her feet. “Down to the tippy-toes!” So Sarah continued the wrapping.

Claire’s body was now completely covered with silver duct tape, from the toes all the way up to her shoulders. She was lying on the floor, face up, next to the bed. She struggled a bit to test the mummification. Her attempts looked futile. She only wiggled a tiny bit, the tape would never loosen, regardless of how hard she would struggle. However, Claire seemed to enjoy it.

“Great!” she said smiling, “Now let’s come to your tie.” Sarah sighed slightly. “You see these ropes on the bed?” Claire continued. Sarah nodded. She had already seen the coils of white rope on the bed sheet. “Try to tie your legs with them!” Sarah took a length of rope.
Following some instructions by Claire Sarah knotted the coils of rope she had wrapped around her ankles.

It was a weird feeling, having your legs bound together by yourself. “Alright, you can untie your legs for now!” Claire informed Sarah, who quickly undid the knots.
“Now, in my bag, there should be some more cloths. Take two of them.” Sarah, having an idea of what Claire might be thinking, did so. “Good. Now I want you to first gag yourself.”
“What?” Sarah, who had already expected something like that, tried to sound surprised but pretty much failed at it.
“Yeah, gag yourself. Put the cloth in your mouth and then tie a scarf around our head to make sure it won’t fall out.”
“But why gagging myself?”
“Being gagged makes the whole thing interesting in the first place. The inability to talk or scream adds another layer of tension to this game. That’s why I want you to gag both of us. Since I have to give you further instructions first, I ask you to first gag yourself. I mean – I’d have a hard time gagging you right now.” When saying the last sentence Claire wiggled in her sticky enclosure.

Disregarding her own doubts Sarah put the white cloth in her mouth and tied the scarf, which was also white, around her head, leading it between her teeth and knotted it tightly behind her head.
“Looking good!” Claire stated “Now scream as loud as you can!”
Sarah did, but only a muffled “HMNNNNG!” passed her lips.

“Alright, now that’s what I call a proper gag!” Claire said satisfied. “Now, if you look over at the bed, there are some coils of rope which I’ve already tied to the top end of the bed frame.”
Sarah saw them.
”They’re knotted in a way that makes them tighten when you tug the rope. You’re supposed to place your wrists inside the coils and then tighten the whole thing by pulling at the rope. After tying your feet, that is.”
Sarah nodded.

“Alright, now you can start by gagging me!” Claire said smiling.
Sarah asked herself why she actually kept following Claire’s instructions as she placed a strip of duct tape over her friend’s mouth. But there was something that made her want to continue, regardless of her doubts.

However, Sarah placed herself on the bed again and tied her legs together like she did before. She looked over to Claire, who just nodded. Then Sarah looked at the rope that was attached to the bed frame. It ended in two loops, reminding her of an eight. Sarah was nervous when she placed her wrists inside of the loops. But there was also some excitement besides that nervousness.

With a quick tug Sarah tightened the rope around her wrists. Now she was tied to the bed. She tested out her bonds. She’d have a hard time getting free without the scissors. Unbelievable she got her into that tie herself.

Sarah had to use her feet to get the scissors. She felt around with her bound feet on the bed, above and under the blanket. There! She got them! Now she only had to get them to her hands. She tried pushing the scissors around with her toes, but it was quite hard to get them move into the right direction, especially since she was barely able to see them.

With a light clang the scissors touched the floor. Sarah coursed into her gag. She tried to grab them with her feet again, but she couldn’t reach the floor. She noticed a muffled giggle by Claire. Sarah got really nervous now. She tried to loosen the rope around her wrists, but the more she tugged, the tighter the tie became.

Sarah had to suppress the panic that sneaked up her spine. She struggled against her bonds, wound her body on the bed. She looked down to Claire. Her friend squirmed on the floor as much as the tape around her body was allowing it to her. But unlike Sarah she seemed to enjoy their helpless situation even more than before.

Sarah soon had to realize that it was hopeless. They would have to wait and stay like this until her parents would be back…