Caesar73 wrote: ↑4 years ago
Great dialogues! And I have a shrewd guess, what Camilla has in mind for Karissa
An improved gag and some tickling?
Thanks! Not Karissa, remember that Janice's teammate was Floria. But... why should we spare Karissa from having some fun?
Beaumains wrote: ↑4 years ago
Great part. As Ceasar said, great dialogues. It's cute to see how well Camilla understands the game and dominates Janice in every aspect of their conversation. Janice's reaction feels real, and Camilla just toys with her. But I feel she is getting off a bit too easy. There has to be a catch, and I expect Janice's socks will play a part in it. Good Job, and I consider this was one of your best chapters so far!
You are so, so kind. Thank you a lot! Yes, it was one of my favourite chapters as well, I could re-read it many times. I don't want to spoil it but maybe, just MAYBE Janice's sock will play a part.
Tieup1 wrote: ↑4 years ago
Great story line, good interplay between the girls. Camilla holding all the aces at the moment.
Thank you!!
Part 38
Karissa’s room was relatively quiet. As it had been for the last minutes. Both ex roommates still lying on her stomach, their upper bodies lying on the mattress, their lower bodies hanging out of the bed in the same way their captors had left them. Both of her arms still tied or taped behind their backs, their hands still forced to hold their forearms. Both of their mouths packed with washcloths and knotted scarves tied tightly around them. Also, both of them blindfolded with knee socks.
Camilla opened the door as quietly as possible. She knew perfectly well that their blindfolded captives, with the loss of sight, had their hearing enhanced. She entered the bedroom really quietly, watching some strugglings and grunting from her friends. And all of sudden…
“MMMMMPHHHHH!!!” Both girls protested as they felt an open hand slapping against their bottoms.
“Hey, girls! Having fun?” Camilla said, closing the door just a little, so she could still hear any noise that came from the kitchen. Both captives responded with muffled sounds, both generated by Camilla’s presence and her surprising assault.
Camilla climbed on the bed between both tied up girls. “Oh, shut up. It’s not that you two haven’t been tied together before. Now, as you know, there are rewards and there are punishments for the winners and losers of our games.” She started pulling down the scarf around Karissa’s mouth and pulled out the cloth inside. “Karissa, anything to say?”
Karissa took a deep breath and flexed her jaw before speaking. “What the hell was that about? You know I hate being spanked!” She protested, her face becoming a little red.
“Oh, shut up, you love it.” Camilla said, delivering another slap on Karissa’s butt.
“Stop it!” Karissa protested but that just earned her another spank. “Camilla!”
“Sorry, had to do it.” Camilla giggled. “So, we won the game, Karissa!”
Karissa jerked her shoulders a little. “And why don’t I feel like a winner?”
Camilla playfully smacked Karissa’s head. “That’s just your bad attitude talking. We need to get rid of that. In fact, I am thinking tonight could be the first step to repair your relationship with… your relationship with… your friendship… oh stop it, Floria!”
Floria kept struggling since Camilla talked about rewards and punishments. She knew perfectly well that her, being in the loser side, wouldn’t get any good treatment. But Camilla just sushed and pinched her nose. The protests were silenced immediately. After a few seconds, Camilla released her grip.
“So, where were we? Oh right, the spoils of war. Kari, what do you choose?” Camilla asked while Floria attempted to recover her breath.
“Can I choose that you let me go?” Karissa replied, becoming a more content captive.
Camilla shook her head in disapproval and slapped again her bottom. “Hey! Stop it! You know I hate it!”
“Just like you knew I hate dirty socks and dirty shoes last night? Or did you just simply forget about that? Because it seems to me this is fair game now. At least I am letting you stay on your own bed instead of… Floria, for God’s freaking sake, shut up!” Camilla said annoyed and once again, pinched Floria’s nose.
Karissa remained silent while she felt her fellow captive struggling for a few seconds before Camilla decided to release her nose. “Like I was saying… Karissa, at least I am letting you stay on your own bed instead of leaving you in the tub for the whole night. So I wouldn’t complain too much if I were you.”
The tall girl stayed quiet for a few seconds. “Fair enough… I guess…”
“There is that attitude improving… good for you. Now, choose the punishment for dear Floria here. Hey, hey” Camilla said, turning to look at Floria. “Don’t make me pinch your nose again.” Flora grunted but remained still.
“Can I choose that you kick her out of your place?” Karissa asked grinning.
“MMMMPHHH!”
“No, you cannot. Another one of your dumb jokes and I will spank you right here, right now.” Camilla said.
“Alright, alright. You seem to have something in your mind, teammate, so, why don’t you just tell me what choices I have?” Karissa said, shifting her position in the bed looking for a more comfortable one.
“Let’s see, I don’t want to waste much time in this so. Tickling or spanking.” Camilla said.
“Meh, you were never the most original one, weren’t you?” Karissa said. She had expected some new treatments or new games at least.
“Oh really, then I can go back to training that spanking musical game with your sweet ass if you think I am not original enough for you.” Camilla replied. “So choose.”
Karissa paused for a second. “May I ask why are you doing this to her?” she asked. “Besides, because of losing the game, I mean.”
“Awww, suddenly you are feeling a little sorry for your ex roommate?” Camilla responded mockingly.
Karissa snorted. “None of it. I was just wondering if you finally picked my side.”
“Mmmmphh….mmmpphhh….”
“I will explain everything to you once this is over, Florie, dear. Now, let’s not waste more time.” Camilla said. “Karissa, choose.”
Karissa sighed. “Fine, fine…” She smiled evilly. “Spanking then, of course.”
Floria groaned but she knew better than to struggle and get away from Camilla. Being blindfolded as she was, her arms tied tightly behind her back and her legs mummified in tape from the ankles to the knees, there was little she could do. Camilla climbed on Floria’s back, facing her rear. “Ok then, I will give you ten good whacks.” Floria groaned again. “Relax, I’m kidding. My hand is a little numb from the game and I don’t want to hurt you. Besides, I am not that strong. Kari, would you be a good girl and help me counting the slaps.”
Karissa smile went even wider. “Of course I would.” she said. If she hadn’t been blindfolded, she would have winked at her captor. Both girls knew perfectly well what was going to happen here.
“Ready! Set! Go!” Camilla said, slapping Floria’s bottom gently while Karissa counted.
“One! Two! Three!...”
Floria shut her eyes under the blindfold. Her hands closed into fists as she felt her face going red because of the embarrassment.
“...Eight! Nine!...” Karissa paused. Camilla turned her head to see what she knew very well was going to happen. “Five! Three! Eight! One! Four!”
“MMMMMMPHHHHH!!!” Indeed, Floria knew it was going to happen something like that eventually. It had happened before. Luckily the slaps were soft but there was always the humiliation factor. She could only brace herself and grunt through the gag.
“Six! Five! One! Two!” Karissa said, gleefully, enjoying it all. The only downside was that she was blindfolded and couldn’t see her ex roommate being spanked endlessly. Camilla smile as well.
“Ok, let’s get this over, my hand is starting to hurt.” Camilla said.
“You can use a slipper if you want.” Karissa replied laughing, making Floria protests louder. But she knew Camilla very well and knew she wouldn’t allow it. “One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Aaaaaand…. Ten!”
“Very good.” Camilla said climbing off the bed after a quick rub on Floria’s spanked bottom. “That would do.”
“Ok, and what about my reward for winning?” Karissa said after a few seconds.
Camilla giggled. “Oh, my dear Kari. First things first. Remember, you still haven’t got your punishment for leaving me in my own shower last night.”