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I finally stand up, and admire my work. Jasmine now writhes at my feet, fully encased in a shiny, silver cocoon. The only skin visible is her breasts, her groin area, and a small slit for her nose to peek through to allow her to breathe. Every other inch of her flesh is covered in layers of duct tape. And of course, her ponytail is hanging free from within the tape. I'm not a monster!
Once I had subdued Jasmine with the tazer, I knew I had to work fast. Despite my anger, I didn't want to truly HURT any of these girls, and therefore I'd prefer not to have to use the tazer again. Can't be good for the heart, I assume. So I rushed over to the nearest drawer, and pulled it open -
Revealing roll after roll of duct tape. A huge smile broke out across my face as I quickly gathered up five rolls and hurried to Jasmine's side. I quickly wrap tape around her wrists and ankles - just in case she wakes up - before beginning the true bulk of the work, wrapping her from head to toe.
I start at the feet, working my way up slowly, stopping at her knees and then reversing back down, layering the tape nice and thick. I use the entire first roll going up and down her lower legs before grabbing the second and, after lifting her forward into a slumped sitting position, start wrapping tape around her chest and arms.
I use the second roll in much the same way as the first - focusing on her upper torso and simply going back and forth - layering the tape thickly to prevent escape.
I deliberately go around her tits - no sense covering those beauties up - and by the time the second roll is finished, her arms are mostly sealed around her body. Her wrists are coming around to her stomach, the lumps visible underneath the tape, but I'm busy ogling her chest - accentuated and jutted by her arms pressed either side.
I shake my head, I need to focus. I notice her eyes begining to flicker, so I waste no time grabbing the third roll, and beginning to wrap her head in tape. I start at her mouth, going around a few times, then I pause, and wait.
Her eyes are still dazed and confused, that won't do. I simply wait patiently, my head slightly cocked as I watch for it. The moment. That instant of recognition, the realization that you are well and truly........
It doesn't take long. Her eyes start darting, then lock on my own. The squirming begins beneath me, futile of course. I see her chest begin to heave as her breathing intensifies. I hold a finger to her lips, or at least, where they are beneath the tape.
'Shhhh, Jazzie. Panic right now will only serve to possibly hurt you, and DEFINITELY, piss me off.' My tone lowers as I say those last words, and I see the fear in her eyes. She tries to speak through the gag, which turns to louder, more panicked sounds as I begin wrapping the tape around her head again, this time covering her eyes.
'Shhhhh!' I say sternly. 'No-one can hear us. I could tell the room is soundproof - whoever made this room thought of everything! So, just be quiet, and let me finish. I've left you a hole to breathe through, haven't I?' I finish up, letting her ponytail hang out the back, then pause.
I fold the tape near her nose against itself, esuring it can't stick without my noticing and suffocate her. I notice the small knife from earlier, I walk over and grab it. I see Ashleigh cower when she sees me, so I point at Jasmine and make a sawing motion. 'Just in case,' I say to her, and she actually nods at me and relaxes a bit.
I notice Jasmine move slightly - probably confused what I'm on about. Oh well. I cut the tape off - thats enough around her head, and notice there's about half the roll left. I shrug to myself as I squat down and finish her wrapping her thighs. Once she is fully cocooned, I grab her near the shoulders and, with a muffled squeal, drag her across the polished wooden floor.
I set it up so the girls are forming a triangle of sorts - the hogtied Gemma and the mummified Jasmine opposite each other, and Ashleigh forming the top point of the triangle......
Allowing me to stand centre stage and see every one of them at a turn of my heel at most, and at best see them all at once.
'So, ladies, where to begin? Now at first, this was just about payback for Jewel, but it seems inadvertently, Jazzie here revealed somethin' I'm GUESSING Gems here didn't know about.' As I speak, I notice reactions from both Gemma and Jasmine. They both stop struggling against their bonds.
I can't see Jasmine's face of course, but Gemma is looking at me with genuine interest. I walk over to her, and begin unwrapping the tape, carefully removing her gag. 'Curious, aren't you? Why Jasmine ran right past you, as you are, with ZERO concern for your safety? No, she only had eyes for......' I turn, facing the girl on the donkey.
'Ash here. Now, why, why, would Jasmine run right up to you, overwhelmed with concern? 'Are you ok babe?' I believe were your exact words. Innocent enough, between friends I suppose, day to day. But this isn't a day to day situation, is it?'
As I speak, Ashleigh has been struggling, begging through the gag, her eyes going from me, to Jasmine, to Gemma, and once the tears begin, I'm sure I'm right. I raise a hand. 'I better slow this down, just a bit.'
'Ok, calm down,' I say. Behind me though, Gemma has other ideas. 'Fuck you Jasmine,' she spits, bucking against her bonds. 'I tell you, so many things make sense now, but the real nail in the coffin, you running past me like I didn't exist. I bet you wouldn't even care if he kept me like this, if he let you and your tramp go!'
I glance over my shoulder at her at this, then smile. I turn back to Ashleigh, and ungag her. I then address Jasmine. 'You can just nod or shake your head. Now,' I turn back to Ashleigh. 'Is she right? If I were to untie you, and unwrap ole Jazzie here, would you leave Gemma to me, to pay for all of your sins?'
I look at Ashleigh. She just stares at me, then looks to Jasmine. 'What would you do to her?' Ashleigh asks. Behind her, I hear Gemma sort of snort and sob at the same time. 'You've gotta be FUCKING kidding me......' I hear her breathe.
'Well, I don't know. I'd whip her, certainly, twist things that aren't meant to be twisted, there's a whole room of options before me, after all,' I say, staring at Ashleigh. As I speak, I hear Gemma's breathing grow more ragged as she begins to sob.
'It's ok Gemma. This will only hurt a minute,'
I think to myself as I turn to Jasmine. 'What about you? Will you leave Gemma to pay for your misdeeds?' Jasmine wastes no time, nodding her head wildly. Gemma wails behind me, then snaps.
'FUCK YOU YOU BACKSTABBING BITCH!' she yells. I sigh, before picking up a discarded ballgag and buckling it around her head. 'Shut the fuck up, bitch,' I say loudly. But as I lean in to buckle the clasp, I whisper to her. 'Stay calm, girl. Trust me, I'm not going to hurt.....YOU.' As I tend to Gemma, I don't notice Jasmine looking at us as well.
'I'm so sorry, Gemma. But I don't love you like I do Ashleigh. I can't let her pay for my ideas, and if that means I have to let Boyd have you for a while, you'll get over it,' Jasmine thinks to herself as she nods wildly to Boyd's offer. 'Gemma has been through much worse, she's quite the submissive slut actually,' Jasmine found herself thinking spitefully. 'She's probably wet right now. Ash and me, we're Doms. This isn't our lot.'
'Well girls, looks like a deal has been made. There's someone here who's going to avoid what I had planned for the three of you, possibly.' As I speak, I stride back over to Ashleigh. I stroke her hair back behind her ear, and she smiles at me. 'Thank yommmfffghhh!' her smile fades as I ram the ballgag back between her teeth, buckling it as tightly as I can behind her head. I grab her right nipple through her shirt and twist it, eliciting a (if she wasn't gagged) loud scream.
'You two-faced, traitorous bitches,' I shake my head as I step away. I then return to Gemma's side, ignoring the freshly-beginning writhing of the mummified Jasmine. I gently unbuckle the gag, and ease the ball out.
'Sorry about the theatrics. Now, I'd like to offer you a deal, if I may.' Gemma nods at me, her eyes wide. 'Sure, what?' she asks. 'You can do anything you want to me, just pleeeeeeaasse untie me!' I smile and shake my head. 'No no no,' I laugh. 'Nothing like that, well, not to ME.'
Gemma frowns, confused. 'I intend to punish these two, for what they did to Jewel. I was going to punish you too, but frankly, their attitude bothers me. You don't throw a friend under the bus like that.'
'So what do you want me to do?' Gemma asks. I smile widely, and to a chorus of muffled begs I say, 'I want you to help me punish them. If I untie you, I want you to help me make them scream and beg for mercy. They were happy to leave you to suffer it alone, after all.'
Gemma looks from me, to the crying Ashleigh, the bucking Jasmine, and then back to me. And a huge smile crosses her face. 'With pleasure,' she replies.
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