Oh you are way too kind. Thank you so, so much.Caesar73 wrote: ↑2 years ago Congratulations. Most fascinating. The way you let us read Janices Thoughts Something Was coming, but the readers learn only at last possible time, what Janice will do!
Seems she unsure though how to proceed. Also good that she stood up to Stephanie. I like that.
The big question, or better two: How will Stephanie react and what will Janice do now?
All in all: excellent composition of that chapter.
It will be interesting to see how Karissa reacts, if - and I say if - Janice ungags her - I would understand if Karissa has the desire to punch her
And I would like to say another thing: [mention]Mineira1986[/mention] is doing a fantastic job. Meticulously building the Story, writing fine dialogues, keeping the Tension high.
Yes, I wanted to add some suspense to the chapter, instead of just throwing the twist on the last moment.
Yup, during her sole experience with bondage, Janice knows how bad it can get. About the bathroom, the big word is IF. IF Stephanie can get into.Bondagebender wrote: ↑2 years ago Janice does have a heart she realizes the situation is dire and Stephanie could go to far. she remembers how bad it got in part one when break and food and drink aren't given. also she know she likely to be tied up too especially if Stephanie gets into the bathroom.
Thanks! Yup, mine stories are way slower. I understand most readers are probably looking for stories that jump straight to bondage. I want to add something else (in terms of plot and dialogue). Glad it's working for some readers =)Beaumains wrote: ↑2 years ago Indeed, again beautiful dialogue. Your stories are slow compared to many stories here, but it is epic to see the slow transformations of the characters and the slow games of these conversations. We are slowly inching towards Janice choice, and I am curious what she will do. Awesome stuff!
Part 24: PRESENT DAY
Janice locked the door and took a step backwards. Her eyes fixed on the doorknob. Muffled steps sounded on the corridor before a hand grabbed the handle on the other side and tried to open the bathroom door without success.
“Girl! Open the door!” Stephanie shouted.
Oh, shoot.
Shoot, shoot, shoot.
“In… in a minute!”
“Open the door now!”
Janice brought her hands to her lips and closed them into fists, pressing them against her lips. She took five quick breaths.
“I’m… coming!”
“Open the freaking door!”
Stephanie tried again to open it. The sound of metal and wood echoed into the bathroom. There was no way the blonde or anyone was getting inside without a key.
Janice exhaled. She turned around to find a still bound Karissa staring at her.
“WHMMPHH?!”
“Open the door!”
OK, OK, one step at a time.
“Karissa, I think you are a bit mad at me…”
“YMMMPH THMMPH?!!”
“The door!”
“Sorry. I believe you are a bit mad at me..”
“MMMMPHH!!”
“I know you are a bit mad at me.”
“JMMPHHH!”
“Open the door!”
“OK, not a bit. A lot.”
“MMMPHH!”
“A big lot?!”
“MMMMPHH!!”
“OPEN THE DOOR!”
Janice grabbed her own nape when she spotted Karissa’s hands. With tape around pinning her arms around her elbows to her torso, Karissa’s mobility was limited. Her index fingers were pointing at her own mouth.
“The gag?” Janice asked.
“MMMPHH!”
“The gag! Right, right…”
Janice started to move her hands and she stopped. She positioned them close to her chest.
“First, I want to ask a couple of things, if you allow me…”
“MMMMMPHH!”
Stephanie shook the handle with force, which sounded even louder inside the bathroom.
“Are you listening to me? Open the door! Now!”
Janice turned her head to glance at the door and returned it to look at her roommate.
“Please, please, let me…”
Karissa’s nostrils flared. Her eyes were wide open and her cheeks bulged even more than usual.
“UMGMMPH MMPH! MMMPH!”
“OPEN THE DOOR!”
Janice looked at the door, and at Karissa. She turned her head back and forth four times as both girls yelled their demands.
Can you all please be quiet?!
“OPEN IT!”
“MMMMMPHH!”
“ALRIGHT!” Janice shouted.
Karissa and Stephanie went silent. Janice took three quick breaths.
“Listen, Karissa. Right now, you need me to remove your gag.” Janice whispered, sure that her voice wasn’t going to be heard outside the bathroom. “So you listen to me and then I’ll ungag you and untie you. OK?”
Karissa was taking quick breaths as well. Her jaws clenched around the sock gag. Her eyes showed anger at Janice. The heavy breathing was the only thing heard inside the room.
Karissa nodded.
“OK.”
Janice rubbed her hands against her jeans. They were all sweating. She pulled her brown hair behind her ears.
“I know you are mad. I understand why. I didn’t think this was going to get out of hand. I didn’t…”
“YMMPH PLMMMPH THMMPH?!”
“Let me finish!” Janice shouted.
Karissa went silent again. Janice scratched her nose bridge.
“I… I didn’t plan this… by myself. I… I… just wanted to have another… experience and I asked Stephanie to… to give me a hand and…”
“STMM…”
Karissa stopped herself. She breathed deeply through her nose and let Janice continue.
“And I thought this was going to be more pleasant. Way more pleasant. So to speak.”
Janice stopped and checked Karissa’s reactions. The big tall girl’s jaws were still clenching and her nose flaring. Her chest moved up and down. Her hands were closed into fists as well. But she didn’t move or said anything.
“Anyway. I believe we should end this and that’s why I locked ourselves in the bathroom. So now I can free you and then we decide what to do. Together.”
Janice moved her right hand to her ear and stopped it midway. She crossed her arms in front of her but stopped again. She brought her hands behind her back. At the end, she decided to bring her hands in front of her, her right one holding her left wrist.
“Ehmm… Now you can talk.”
“MMMPH!” Karissa said, pointing at her mouth with her fingers.
“Oh, shoot, right, right…”
Karissa sat on the toilet seat so her mouth was easier to reach by Janice. Janice slowly and carefully removed each of the tape strips and tossed them into the garbage bin. After she removed the last one, she reached with her fingers and took the dirty socks.
Yuck. Yuck, yuck, yuck. I can understand Camilla’s aversion…
With just the tip of her fingers, Janice picked up the socks and dropped them in the sink. She opened the tap, washed her hands quickly and dried them with the towel.
“You… you.. WHAT THE F*CK WERE YOU THINKING?”
Janice raised her head. Karissa was breathing heavily and noisy. Her face was red and her eyes tightened.
“You are so freaking lucky that I’m not throwing you to the streets right away!”
Janice dropped the towel and cleared her throat. Her glasses started to get foggy. She took them out, cleaned them with her t-shirt and put them on.
“Wh-what do you mean? Why do you say that?”
“Why do you say that? Why do you…” Karissa jerked her body against the tape. The tape held her. She stood up. “You tied me up and brought me here. Against my f*cking will. Do you really expect me to allow you to live with…”
Wait a minute.
“I-I didn’t tie you up or bring you here.” Janice said, her voice shaking a little.
“WHAT?! Now you are not going to acknowledge what you did? I’ve just been…”
“I didn’t tie you up or bring you here.” Janice repeated. “It wasn’t me. Remember?”
Karissa went silent. She looked to the floor, breaking eye contact with Janice. Janice cleaned her glasses again. Karissa raised her head.
“Well, in any case… you plotted with that stupid blonde to tie me up, which is the same as…”
“I didn’t do that either.” Janice said. Her glasses didn’t went foggy this time. “I asked for her help so I could have a bond… this activity with Floria and Camilla. We never discussed having you.”
Not exactly true, but not false.
Janice recalled the chat with Stephanie. In those text messages, Stephanie instructed her to go and convince Floria and Camilla. Indeed, she had never mentioned Karissa, although getting her tall roommate had been part of her dreams. But her name wasn’t in the messages, in case Karissa wanted evidence.
“You think you are getting out because of a tiny, little technicality?”
“It’s not a technicality.” Janice replied. “All I did was getting the other two girls. It was Stephanie who came here with you. I didn’t know you were coming here.”
Karissa took another deep breath.
“Still… you helped her restrain me right here!”
Karissa stomped the floor. Or at least tried. The result was her just tapping the ground with her right feet and she made a weird movement to prevent her from losing balance.
“While I was fighting her!”
Janice dropped her jaw. Her glasses got foggy again.
“I..” She removed them. “I did. But… you were on a straitjacket…”
“I had already loosen all the straps.”
“But still… She had trapped you in her arms and legs and I was pretty sure she would have restrain you and me if I didn’t help her.”
Janice put on her glasses again. Her right wrist grabbed her left wrist in front of her. She fought the urge to take a step back. That hadn’t been the best excuse, but it had been the best she could come up with.
Karissa exhaled through her mouth, long and deep.
“Fine! Fine! Whatever! But even if you didn’t plan this, and even if that blonde…”
That blonde.
We’ve been talking about that blonde for this entire time.
“Hush.”
“What?” Karissa said. “Did you just hushed me?”
“Hush!”
“Janice…”
“Be quiet.”
Karissa rolled her eyes and raised her arms into the air, as far as they could get with them still pinned to her torso.
“What?” She whispered.
“Stephanie… She’s no longer shouting.”
The metal sound of the doorknob was also gone. It wasn’t recent. Where was Stephanie?
“I should… probably check…”
Janice turned around and walked to the door.
“JANICE!”
She stopped. “What?”
Janice looked at Karissa. The tall athlete stood there, her black wavy hair in a big mess, sticky tape remains around her lips. Her arms taped to her body, her ankles tied up and tape around her legs.
“Release me first?”
“Right. Right.” Janice said, walking back to Karissa. “But, are we good?”
Karissa exhaled. “What do you have in your mind?”
“You want revenge against Stephanie?”
“Against blondie…” Karissa said. “This isn’t a double cross, is it?”
“Double cross? No!” Janice said. “I needed… I wanted a good… activity session… but this got out of hand. Clearly. Like, by a mile. Like, originally, I just wanted to…”
Karissa stared at Janice. She adjusted her glasses and cleared her throat.
“Anyway, if the only way to make things right with you is getting revenge on Stephanie, then so be it.”
“So now you think both of us can take her?”
Janice moved her head from side to side. “Well, you wouldn’t be wearing a straitjacket this time.”
Karissa bit her lower lip. “Fine. We are good. For now. Now, release me.”