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Story 5 Chapter 2: Brianna and Michela
Michela grabbed the first gag she saw, a blue ball gag, and jammed it into Brianna’s mouth and then secured the straps. She grabbed a rope from Marcy and Steve’s bag and torqued Brianna’s arms with an elbow bond and then followed it with a wrist bond. A well cinched rope connected the harness and elbow bond. Whether we liked it or not, “Girls Gone Wild” was underway!
Brianna doesn't know whether to be terrified, angered, or amused. Every emotion was open to interpretation depending on which snapshot you saw of her struggle. Brianna moved her arms about hoping to loosen the ropes, but ropes tied by Michela carry the risk of circulation loss and nerve damage. OK, that part was true then.
Brianna glared at Michela before turning to us. The first signs of drool formed on the ball gag, and the glistening in the light was perfect. She whined and twisted 180 on the wooden chair. She begged and pleaded for mercy. After a few minutes of trying to pitifully wail and squirm pathetically (as in the true meaning, pathétique), Brianna turned to us three and began uttering angry profanity into the gag.
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Michela pulled up Brianna’s shirt and evoked a series of angry swears and thrashes. A glance to us, rather a glare, expressed her displeasure with our lack of a response. An olive branch of friendship with an initial smile had gone to hell in a handbasket. Fear was apparent in her eyes when she looked at Michela, and the big strong girl then took what she wanted.
“Tits out,” I said with a laugh to Kristine.
“I have a ‘no tits’ and ‘no heels’ polic, too,” she said to me and Kendra.
“Good to know I’m not alone.”
“Oh, no. Plenty of girls feel that way.”
“Good to know,” Kendra's confidence seemed to grow.
“You got this, girl,” I encouraged her.
Not only is it tits out, my friends, but Michela even took her heels off along the way. I had never seen Michela so focused, and I felt genuine hatred come from her towards a person who was genuinely remorseful for her earlier maltreatment of us. Brianna was showing off her titties as she sat and continued the same thrashing patterns on the hard wooden chair. She liked threatening to strangle people with her hands though.
“B-tch!” Michela threw the girl over her knee and took the chair, “I f-cking hate you!”
“All right, girls, time to move in. Steve, cut!” Kristine took command of things.
“Michela!” I used her real name since we were off camera, “I’m ashamed of you right now!”
“Why'd you make me appear with this girl?”
“Because she f-cking forgave and forgot for our part and was trying to lay the ground work for an apology!” I grew angry now, “Take her next door and tie her up!”
“F-ck me!” Michela stood up.
Michela was shaking with clenched fists and seemed to be fighting some personal and invasive demon. The girl I loved was fading away, and the girl from juvie returned in a disturbing way. I walked over to Brianna and put her heels back on her feet. A few more shots followed of her standing and squatting in her bondage. Soon, however, the heels were off again, and despite some great shots of her bound arms the same cry to be untied continued. Brianna even tried rolling on the floor, but no mercy came. The ball gag came out only after she gave the signal, and she smiled again now that it was just us and Steve.
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“I’m sorry, Brianna. I thought today was the day we’d iron out our differences.”
“Your friend is trying to be horrible. Why’d Kristine stop her?”
“I don't know. She's never acted like this before. May I borrow this,” I pulled on one of her socks.
“Sure. Stuff her mouth well.”
“I have to gag you again though for this to work,” I pushed the ball into her mouth again.
“Got a plan, Hannah?” Steve asked me with a raised eyebrow.
“To force Michela to see that Brianna is truly a nice girl who just is bit rough around the edges.”
Now Brianna raised her eyebrows.
“Come on, Lucille,” Kristine started things while Marcy filmed us.
“Get off me, f-cktoy!”
“Oh, hell you say. We're gonna make you our f-cktoy!” Kendra added.
“You attacked Brianna, now we get you!”
“I!” Michela seemed to be fighting something inside herself as I tied her wrists, “No!”
“Keep holding her in place!” I remind the others.
Something had snapped in Michela, and she was now suffering internal psychological warfare, which was extremely dangerous for her mental wellbeing. I jammed the sock in her mouth to prevent her from talking further and applied double-sided tape before I OTM gagged her with her own bandana. Kendra worked on tying Michela’s legs, and Kristine was working on the harness. Ankles and either side of her knees being tied seemed sufficient for her legs, and a rope on either side of her tits was good once it was cinched through her armpits.
We stood Michela up, and she bent down enough that I couldn't resist kissing her. I don't get the expected reaction though. She just jumped up and down yelling into her gag without much attention to me. She looked around while yelling, but it was yelling without substance. The vacancy in her eyes deepended. She kept towards her right where I was, but she wasn't seeing me as me. She was in distress of some sort. She crouched down and yelled angrily into Brianna’s sock and finally sat down, affording Marcy the opportunity to photograph her bonds.
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An angry Michela whipped her hair back and forth while she howled into her gag. It was a cute sound she made even when upset, but what was upsetting her? She looked back and yelled at me as if she were expecting me to do something for her. I smiled at her and blew her a kiss, and suddenly the spark came back. She twisted about some more and yelled at the camera a lot.
Michela Palmeri, hottie in distress. I couldn't resist. It was time. Tits out, my friends.
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“Beautiful, beautiful titties!” I said and fondled Michela.
“Nmmmm!” she groaned while I stepped back.
Michela sat with her exposed, beautiful, sexually pleasing, medium, Italian tits. How much self-control I must have had because I wanted to kiss them something fierce and did not do it. My girlfriend looked right at the camera and flung off a high heel that Marcy grabbed with ease.
“Well aren't you a b-tch!” Marcy said on video, “Kristine, put this back on her.”
“Got it,” Kristine took the high heel and put it back on Michela.
“Mmm!” Michela propped herself up on her legs and looked at me.
“Hey!” I caught the flying heel.
“Mmmm!” she kicked her legs in and out for the camera and seemed back to herself.
“What a brat!” Kendra laughed at her.
Michela lifted her legs and gave us a nice upskirt view that made Kristina and Kendra blush and made me flush. She kicked out her legs straight and kept angrily yelling; I now realized the flailing was her talking with her hands in her anger. I neglected this point about her and Mary-Ann: both talk with their hands.
With more leg action, the other heel came off her foot, but she played with it for some time and looked back and forth towards me and the camera. She proceeded to give a dissertation of some sort via gag talk while I paid more attention to her panties and a body part that was hidden by them. What a hottie she was… and still is.
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“All right, girl! Punishment time!” I dragged Michela to the sofa and spanked her.
“Owww!” she yelled because it was a hard spank.
“Are you sorry for what you did to Brianna?” I spanked her again.
“OWWW! NOOO!”
“You asked for it!” I continue.
“Owwww… mmm…. mmmmmmm!” Michela was temporarily lost from that one.
“Cumsl-t,” Kristine muttered with a wry smile and watched me once again star.
I had no idea just how proud Kristine and the Moreau’s were of me and my misfits that had taken this studio by storm. They hid the demand from us because they knew we all had various fears, but we were all rising the lists as top sellers and were quickly becoming among the most requested models. It was a joy for them to watch happen because they knew just how hard our lives were.
Spanking Michela into repeated orgasms was a joy, but I couldn't keep it up. We had a bunch more work to do. I spanked her once for each of her 18 years and then, once the cameras were off, kissed her into a fourth orgasm that seemed to exhaust her. The combination of exposed tits and spanking at my hands had been too much for her. I dragged her into the other room with Kristine’s help. If they could work together to escape this, we would let them tie us up.
Michela wasted no time at all. She wanted freedom, but her motions were weakened by the repeated orgasms. Brianna, however, wanted to let bygones be bygones and try to create at least mutual agreeability between herself and my band of misfits. I did not know someone could move their own hands so effectively while tied up, but it turned out that Brianna did crafting stuff as a hobby and thus was really deft with her hands. I expected an escape, but not under 7 minutes.
“You pushed us to succeed, and we did,” Brianna beamed with pride.
“Brianna, I’m sorry for being a d-ck,” Michela said her words with feeling.
“I was a d-ck first and am sorry for it.”
“Great. Shall we take these three down?”
“Please?”
Michela walked around me; recall my red skirt and flowery blouse. Lust was in her eyes as she studied me, but Brianna was more imaginative in her analysis of Kristine. A glance to each other was followed by a nod of agreement. Ropes began torquing mine and Kristine’s elbows behind us. Kristine got only below her elbows tied by Brianna, but I got both sides tied by Michela. Like it or not, we were now trapped.
Wrists and either side of the elbows and ankles and either side of the knees. It was tight and fantastic and didn't hurt like last time. I smiled seductively and wriggled my body in a way that made Michela instinctively grab her crotch. An all black ball gag filled my mouth.
In the other room where Michela had been tied, Kristine was on the ground with her legs crossed with mountains of rope. A rope connected her ankles and waist to make it hard to move, and a harness held her arms down. I had promised Kristine that one day I would vamp her while tied up, but today wasn't it despite me getting aroused at the sight of her with a big red ball gag in her.
Girls had gone wild.
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What awaits Kendra?
(A) An invitation to join in on the revenge spanking
(B) Getting tied up alongside the other two
(C) Being forgotten in Brianna and Michela’s revenge quest