Sophomore Year - Chapter 16: "This is some first class B.S." (F/FF, M/FFF) [Part 2 of 4]
I unbuckled and removed the gag from Erica’s mouth after what was probably only two minutes and she immediately asked a question.
Erica: I get released from this hogtie, correct?
Me: Correct. We can do that now.
Erica: Thank you.
I found the knot at her elbows and began to untie it.
Me: OK. The game is simple. In my duffel I have ten random items. I also have ten numbered paper bags. I’m going to lay out all of the items on Jackie’s bed. I’m then going to lay out the paper bags around the room. Each item has a corresponding bag that it needs to go into. You’re goal is to get the correct item in the correct bag. For every one that you get correct, you’ll get a point.
I released Erica from her hogtie and she relaxed her legs back down onto the bed.
Me: Erica will be putting the items into the bags and Jackie and Abbie will by trying to direct her to the bags and letting her know what goes where.
Erica: But I’m the only one ungagged and not tied to a chair. So what is there for them to do?
I reached into my bag and pulled out a special item that I had, which would soon answer her item.
Me: Simple. They’re going to have one advantage that you are going to be deprived of, Ms. Callahan.
I took the black sleep mask that I had just pulled out of my bag and slid it over Erica’s eyes, plunging her world into darkness.
Erica: You absolute maniac. This is some first class B.S.
Me: You won’t know what the objects are or where the bags are. So I hope you’re good at understanding gag talk. Speaking of which. I need to get these girls a little more muffled. Ball gags can be talked around a little too easily sometimes.
Abbie: Mmmmppppphhhhh hhhhhhmmmppppphhhhh?!?!
Me: Relax. I’m not going to be that mean.
I approached Jackie first and unbuckled the blue ball gag that Erica had strapped into her mouth. The gag had filled her mouth thoroughly and made an audible pop as it came out. She took a deep breath and began to lick her lips as soon as it was out of her mouth.
Jackie: Thanks.
Me: How are you doing?
Jackie: Oh. I’m doing aces.
Me: Good. Care for some water?
Jackie: That would be wonderful.
I grabbed a water bottle from my bag as well as the duct tape and rag that I planned to gag her with and brought them over. I laid the tape and rag on her lap as I held the bottle up to her lips. She leaned her head forward ever so slightly and I gently tipped the bottle up and she began to drink from it. She didn’t take much, just enough to wet her whistle before shaking me off. I pulled the bottle away.
Jackie: Thanks. Can I ask a favor?
Me: Sure.
Jackie: You can gag me as tightly as you want but can you go a little easier on my roommate? Sam and Elisa have already gotten her good this week. Can we forgo tape wrapped around her head? Three times in one week is a little much, don’t you think?
Me: I’d agree. I’m not going to wrap it around either of your heads. I need to be able to change out gags throughout the game, so we’re just going to go simple. I just need you each muffled enough so that you don’t go telling all of your information to Erica. I’d prefer you guys NOT score 10 points. I have things to do today.
Jackie (laughing): OK. Fair enough. But I’m still going to try my damnedest to get you. Don’t offer up prizes unless you’re prepared to pay up. I’m competitive. I’m going full bore.
Me: I wouldn’t respect you if you didn’t. Now open up.
Jackie smiled and obediently opened her mouth as I crammed the rag inside. I poked the edges back into the sides of her mouth with my pinkie and managed to get the entirety of the cloth into her mouth. She obediently closed her lips around it and I ripped a sizeable strip of tape off the roll. I pressed it firmly over her lips and adamantly pressed it down with the inside of palms. Smoothing the tape down as I decisively pushed them outwards. I repeated this process with three more strips until I felt that she was very securely gagged. She gave me a playful little wink as I headed over to switch over Abbie’s gag. Abbie bent her head down to allow me to unbuckle the ball gag which she was clearly more than ready to have removed from her mouth. I could see that the leather strap was pressed deeply into her cheek and Erica had clearly done her no favors. I obliged and unthreaded the buckle and pulled it from her mouth, swinging it out as another little tendril of drool swung away and onto the floor.
Abbie: Blech! Oh. Water. Please.
Me: No problem.
I grabbed the water bottle and held it to her lips. She drank more heavily than Jackie had. Whereas Jackie’s gag had dried her out more, Abbie’s had put her salivatory glands into hyper mode. She was trying to wash it all out and bring her mouth back to some sense of normalcy. When she gave me the sign I took the bottle away.
Me: Sorry, you’re having a rough week.
Abbie: Hey, it’s getting better.
Me: You’re getting better. Another week or two and these chumps, myself included, will be wary of the consequences when messing with you.
Abbie smiled slightly. Jackie and myself had been giving her lessons twice a week for the last three weeks and she was RAPIDLY and NOTICEABLY improving.
Me: Open up.
Abbie obeyed and I stuffed a manageable rag into her small mouth. I didn’t really need to pack it. It slid comfortably in but kept her mouth pretty full. I ripped off several strips of tape though and smothered them over her mouth as I had done with Jackie. I did use a couple more strips on Abbie because I hadn’t stuffed her mouth quite as much and her tongue might have a little more room to work.
Me: And sorry, Abbie darling, but I’m going to need you over there.
I pointed to the other end of the room.
Abbie: Hmmmmmpppphhhhh?????
I tipped Abbie’s chair backwards so that she was leaning at a 45 degree angle and began to drag her chair to the other side of the room.
Abbie: Mmmmmpppppphhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! Mmmmpppphhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Nnnnmmmmmppppphhhhhh!!!!!!!
Erica: What the hell is happening? Are you girls regretting this game idea yet?
Me: Relax. I’m just taking Abbie for a little trip.
I pulled Abbie’s chair across the room and set it down near the door to their bathroom so that she was as far away from Jackie’s chair as was reasonable but they were still facing each other.
Me: OK. We’re almost ready. I just need to get the objects and bags set up.
Erica: Well, hurry it up, will you? I feel like this set-up is going to take three frickin’ hours.
I went to my duffel and pulled out the ten numbered bags. I placed them in around the room at random. Five bags had the number facing Jackie. Five bags had the number facing Abbie. There was no rhyme or reason. The bags were muddled between highs and lows or odds and evens. I then grabbed the two printed sheets that I had brought. I took one of them and approached Jackie. I placed the sheet face up on the top of her left thigh.
Me: Can you read that?
She nodded in the affirmative.
Me: Good.
I ripped off two small pieces of duct tape and taped the paper to her leg. The paper informed her of the a couple things. It let her know that five of the ten items had been stolen from Elisa’s room. Erica might be able to recognize them. It let her know that these items needed to be placed in the odd numbered bags. And it let her know that the items needed to be placed in those bags in ASCENDING order of retail price…with the cheapest item going in #1 and the most expensive item going in #9. See…this game was going to be VERY difficult to score 10 points. However, no items on her list were within $2.00 of each other.
I took the other piece of paper and approached Abbie. She looked at me apprehensively even though she’d seen what I had just done with Jackie. She flinched a little bit as I pressed the other piece of paper down onto the thigh of her jeans and taped it down. Hers was similar to Jackie’s. It let her know that five of the ten items had been stolen from my roommate Dale. It let her know that these items needed to be placed in the even numbered bags. And it let her know that the items needed to be placed in those bags in DESCENDING order of retail price…with the cheapest item going in #10 and the most expensive item going in #2.
Now all I needed to do was take the ten items out of my bag and lay them on the other bed.
Me: OK. Erica. I’m going to show your partners the items so that they can familiarize themselves with them and then you’re going to start distributing them into bags with direction from them.
Erica: How the hell am I supposed to get the items into the bags?
Me: You’re going to grab them off the bed. Hop over to a bag. And try your best to drop them into said bag.
Erica: Great. I’ve got to hop around?!?!
Me: Yes. That is part of the game.
Erica: I knew this game was going to be a fucking perv show.
I knew exactly what she was referring to. Erica is the most well endowed member of the club, but I decided to deny it anyway.
Me: Whatever do you mean, Erica?
Erica: I mean I know EXACTLY why you want to see my hopping around.
Me: Oh do you? I promise not to stare.
Erica: Is that so?
Me: I mean…I’ll be staring a little bit.
Erica: Ugh.
Me: Sorry. OK. Jackie. Abbie. Here are the ten items.
I reached into my bag and pulled out the items one by one and put them on display for both girls to see. First, I pulled out an orange. Just a plain Valencia orange. I dropped it on Jackie’s bed. Second, I pulled out a novelty rubber duck with a sombrero and a moustache. It was also holding a maraca. Jackie squinted like she’d seen it before. She just probably couldn’t place it. Third, I pulled out a regulation softball. No reaction from either girl to that one. Fourth, I pulled out a heavy duty flashlight. I clicked it on and off and let them examine the beam so that they could clearly see what it was and how it worked. Fifth, I pulled out a DVD. It was the film Music and Lyrics starring Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore. I waved it up for both girls and went to throw it on the bed as well.
Abbie: Mmmmmmmpppphhhhhh!!!!! Mmmmmpppphhhh!!!!!!
Me: What is it? Do you need a closer look?
Abbie: Mmmmppphhhh hhhhhmmmmmppppphhhhh.
She nodded that she did. I brought the DVD over and showed it to her more carefully. She nodded succinctly that she’d seen it and I went over and deposited it on the bed. Next I pulled out a mold to make large ice cubes for whiskey glasses. I walked it around to both girls so that they could clearly see what it was. Once I had placed that on the bed I pulled out a stapler. It was a fairly non-descript black stapler. This was almost sure to be a crapshoot for them. I couldn’t promise that Elisa and Dale didn’t both have the same stapler. The eighth item that I pulled out was a set of handcuffs. I’d discreetly snuck them out of Elisa’s lacquered box during a capture of her more than a week prior. She hadn’t commented on them being missing yet. This one got Jackie excited.
Jackie: Mmmmmmmppppphhhhhhhhh. Mmmmmpppphhhhhhhhhh.
She nodded her head down towards her list. Clearly she knew that they were Elisa’s. Abbie nodded in confirmation. She didn’t know what was on Jackie’s list, but she knew that clearly Jackie thought the handcuffs belonged there. Next I pulled out a stick of Degree for Men deodorant. I held it up for the girls to see and walked it over to Abbie for a closer look before it joined the other items on the bed. The last item I pulled out of the bag was gel wrist rest that one would use on their desktop for a mouse or keyboard. I modeled it for both girls who nodded that they understood and then tossed it onto the bed.
Me: Alright, Erica. The items have been evaluated. Your time starts now. You have ONE HOUR. However many items you place in the correct bag will determine your score. Got it?
Erica: Sure. Fine. Got it. Ugh.
Jackie: Mmmmmpppppppphhhhh mmmmmppppphhhhhh mmmmmpppppphhhhh!
Jackie made three sharp grunts into her gag and shook her head to her right at the far side of the room. She was trying to let Abbie know that that was Bag #3. Abbie instinctively understood this method and replied back.
Abbie: Mmmmpppphhhh mmmmmpppphhhhh mmmmmpppphhhhhh mmmmmpppphhhhhh mmmppppphhhhh mmmmppphhhhhh mmmpppphhhhhhh!!!!
She shook her head to her left, Jackie’s right, and let her know that an adjacent bag to #3 was Bag #7.
Erica: Girls! Girls! I have no clue what you’re trying to tell me. I’m still trying to get my bearings. Erica had squirmed to the side of the bed and was delicately trying to figure out how to get her feet down while blindfolded.
Me: Erica, I’ll help you out. They’re communicating with each other right now. None of this is for you yet.
Erica: OK. Fine. Well, hum a song or some junk when you’re done. I’m going to try and grab an item.
Jackie and Abbie continued working out what bags were where while Erica managed to plant her feet down onto the solid floor. She pushed herself up onto her feet and hopped one timid hop and landed successfully. She then took another hop and finally one more before she arrived at Jackie’s bed. She turned around and tried to feel with her hands at the edge of the bed. She slid her bound hands along the edge and grasped her fingers out as best she could. There was only one item that was close enough to the edge of the bed for her to grasp without getting on the bed and eventually she got it. It was the softball.
Erica: OK. I’ve grabbed a ball. It’s hard. It’s bigger than a baseball. It has seams or seamlike bumps. I’m pretty sure that it’s a softball. Start humming Row Your Boat when you’re ready to direct me.
Jackie and Abbie looked at each other.
Jackie: Mmmpppphhhhhh mmmmm mmmmmmpppphhhhhh???
She wanted to know if the item was on Abbie’s list. Abbie shrugged but then meekly nodded that she thought it might be.
Jackie: Mmmmmpppphhhhhh???
Abbie was trying to determine how much she thought a softball was worth in relation to other items. She gazed around and motioned to the bag closest to her. I instinctively moved to see which bag she was referring to. Bag #8.
Jackie: Mmmmppppphhhh mmmmmpppphhhh mmmpppphhhhh mmmpppphhh mmmm mmmrrrrmppphhhh mmmmrrrmmmpppphhhh mmmmpppph mmmmm mmmmpppphhhhhh.
Jackie had begun grunting to the tune of Row, Row, Row Your Boat.
Erica: Alright. Coming towards you now.
Erica began to hop away from the beds and toward the minefield of bags which lay between the two girls. Her hops were slow, small and rhythmic. I know that I had told her that I wouldn’t stare. But it…was…difficult. She looked great hopping up and down. I tend to be more of a leg man but Erica’s bodily blessings and strong suits were…everything. I still thought that Elisa and Courtney were more attractive overall. But that’s because I like an athletic build. From a purely voluptuous standpoint…Erica seemed like she was crafted by horny scientists in a laboratory somewhere. Each bounce of her body and tiny little grunt when she exerted herself was incredibly sexy.
Erica: Alright. Am I coming towards Abbie or Jackie?
Abbie: Mmmmmpppphhhh mmmmpppphhhhhh!!
Erica: I’ll take that as Abbie.
Erica began hopping towards the en suite restroom. Near where I’d placed Abbie. After two hops Abbie tried to stop her.
Abbie: Mmmmppphhhh mmmmpppphhhhh!!
Erica: You want me to stop?
Abbie: Mmmmpppphhhh hhhhhmmmppppphhhhhh.
Erica: Is the bag at my feet?
Abbie: Nnnnnmmmmpppphhhhhh.
Erica: Do I need to go right or left?
Abbie: Mmmmppphhhh hhhhrrmmmmmppphhh mmmmmppphhhhmmmmmm.
Erica: Sorry. I didn’t get any of that. One grunt for right. Two grunts for left.
Abbie: Mmmmppppppphhhhhh.
Erica gave a hop to her right. She then proceeded to give one more and kicked over the bag that Abbie was directing her to.
Erica: Fuck. Was that it?
Abbie: Mmmmmpppphhh hhhhhhmmmpppphhhhh!!!
Erica gingerly crouched down as best she could in her bound state, giving me an excellent view of her butt. She palmed the softball in one hand and flailed around with her bound hands trying to get the bag. She wasn’t quite low enough. It was just out of her reach. Eventually she managed to get a little more bend and she felt it. She picked it up and deposited the softball into it.
Erica: This is going to be murder on my fucking legs. I’m going to be crawling by the end of this.
Me: That’s perfectly legal.
Erica: I’ll bet it is, you oily, little pervert. You’re going to pay for this.
Me: I can’t wait.
I grinned as I retorted, not that Erica could see my smile with the sleep mask over her eyes.
Erica: You say that now…