Like in all of my stories I want to clarify that I'm not a native speaker, so grammar mistakes and whacky dialogue may be found in this story due to that.
Part 1
When people come across someone that seems too perfect they either love them or hate them, and Charlotte had chosen hate. Everywhere in the campus everyone seemed to know about someone, and that someone was the target of all of Charlotte’s hate for the last few months.
Amy was new to the scene yet she was already the center of attention, someone who didn’t knew her would think that it was just because of her beauty, in the end she was a slim, blue eyed, long blonde haired, young girl with basically all of the features someone wanted in a woman. But she being the center of attention was not just because of her beauty, she was also friendly, with friends apparently everywhere, kind, always down to help anyone in need and very smart.
But where others saw someone to admire Charlotte saw someone to hate. To her Amy just seemed like an egocentric bitch whose kindness and friendliness were nothing but a way of being condescending to everyone.
At first glance Charlotte didn’t had much to envy Amy, she was as pretty as her, she had short red hair, green eyes and athletic body acquired after years practicing sports and was very smart too, having been praised by students and professors alike many times. But it was that what fueled her hate towards Amy, it was that before Amy came to the scene nobody seemed to care about those things in Charlotte, but when it was Amy that showed them it was her who became the center of attention.
Ever since Amy had entered the scene Charlotte had changed, she was almost constantly angry, annoyingly sassy and had little patience for everyone. Her physical well-being had also been affected, knowing that everyone thought Amy was prettier than her she cared less about her looks, showering less and reusing unwashed clothes with little thought.
Charlotte could have lived with her hatred of Amy wasn’t it for a last straw that turned her hate into something bigger than a mere disliking of Amy. Through a friend she had found out that Amy was after a guy, but not any guy, she was after the exact same guy that Charlotte had been wanting for years and something told her that if this guy found out that he could choose between Amy and Charlotte he wouldn’t think twice before leaving Charlotte behind.
But the destiny had recently smiled at Charlotte and gave her a chance to get even with her new nemesis. A popular girl was throwing a party at which basically everyone was going, and everyone included Amy and the guy she and Charlotte were after. That made Charlotte think of a plan, a devious plan that would make Amy regret everything she had done to her.
But it wouldn’t be until Saturday, the day of the party, that Charlotte would get her plan going, for now she just had to get things going, and the first step involved talking to Amy.
“Hey.. uh Amy” Charlotte approached her enemy, she had just sat through a whole hour of a professor explaining specifics of roman law, she was bored to death which meant she was angry too, the last thing she wanted was to talk to Amy but her plan required it.
“Hi Charlotte!” Amy replied her characteristic sweet tone that Charlotte hated so much.
“I wanted to ask you for something, its about the party tomorrow” Said Charlotte, pretending to be ashamed to hide the sheer hate she felt towards Amy.
Charlotte proceeded to explain what she wanted from Amy, she basically was asking her to help her preparing for the party under the excuse of she not knowing how to, which wasn’t completely a lie since Charlotte wasn’t a regular at parties.
Amy, as kind as always, accepted Charlotte’s request happily.
She had taken the bait.
Now that she had her victim, Charlotte needed to prepare her tools, her plan wasn’t going to realize itself alone. For that she had the help of Jacob, a friend of hers that had taken care of the most awkward pert of Charlotte’s plan.
“Did you got what I asked you for?” Charlotte asked Jacob when she met him outside.
“Yeah, you have no idea how bad it was” Jacob replied as he handed the bag he was holding to his friend.
“Come on, how bad can it be?”
“You should’ve seen the cashier’s face” Said Jacob “I bought a bag of chips and a drink too, you know, to dissimulate a bit, but she wasn’t buying it”
“Well if the police comes looking for you I’ll take all the blame” Said Charlotte as she walked away.
“I hope you do!” Jacob shouted from a distance.
Charlotte arrived to her house and locked the door o her bedroom behind her, tomorrow her plan would be set in motion and she had to spend as much time as she could preparing.
She opened the bag and saw its contents, exactly what she was expecting, meters upon meters of white nylon rope and up to ten rolls of duct tape. It had costed her a lot but she didn’t regretted it one bit.
She spend what she had left of the Friday practicing what she should do tomorrow, she didn’t wanted to leave anything for last and risk her plan’s success.
Saturday
Saturday arrived and even before getting out of bed she was already thinking of Amy and what she was going to do with her, that thought remained in her head when she had breakfast, when she took a shower, when she had lunch, and wouldn’t leave until she heard the doorbell rang at 20:00 pm, signaling Amy’s arrival.
Charlotte composed herself and opened the door for her guest and soon to be captive. Amy happily greeted Charlotte, completely oblivious to what her intentions with her were.
“Are you alone?” Asked Amy as she noticed the silence that ruled the house.
“Yes, my parents are on vacation and my little brother is on a friend’s house” Explained Charlotte.
“Oh I see” Replied Amy “So, what do you wanted me to help you with?”
Charlotte guided Amy to her bedroom where she asked her to explain some of the basics of makeup and to choose clothes that fitted her nicely. Amy complimented Charlotte on her looks every time she tried something but Charlotte wasn’t buying it, she only heard condescending falseness coming from her, like if she was a mother telling her kid that her poorly made drawing looked good.
“Can you teach me how to use this?” Asked Charlotte as she showed a lipstick to to Amy.
“Sure” Said Amy as she took it “I think It’ll look really good on you”
“Thanks” Muttered Charlotte, not meaning it at all.
Amy proceeded to explain Charlotte how to use the lipstick, her explanation was so long that it felt patronizing but Charlotte didn’t care, she knew that Amy was just about to pay for all her crimes.
“And that’s basically how you do it” Said Amy “Did I explained it clearly?”
“Sure you did” Replied Charlotte.
Amy was expecting Charlotte to ask her for something else but she just kept smiling at her and at the same time she started to feel dizzy, like if she just had woken up of a surgery.
“Heh... sorry... may I go to the bathroom?” Asked Amy, thinking that she was about to puke.
“Oh don’t worry, you don’t need that” Said Charlotte as she helped Amy lay on her bed “Just close your eyes and calm down”
“What’s happening Charlotte?” Asked Amy as she felt her body becoming weaker “I’m not feeling very well”
“Don’t worry” Said Charlotte as she stroked Amy’s blonde hair “Soon you’ll feel far worse”
And blackness darkened Amy’s sight.
Charlotte gave a sigh of relief, her plan had turned out perfectly so far, now she only needed to put the skills she had learned to practice, but first she needed something else. Charlotte’s plan was going so well that she decided to take some liberties and make use of the nice dress Amy had brought with her for the party
Charlotte undressed her unconscious victim. She looked at the dress and concluded that it would fit her nicely but then she looked at Amy’s half naked body and was enraged, Amy looked so good that she appeared to be edited in a photo, how could someone like her who practiced no sports and followed no diet could look as good as her? That sole fact was enough to make Charlotte angry.
But Charlotte decided to to set that aside for a moment, she was going to get at her for that in just a moment, she just needed to focus. The redhead opened the bag filled with ropes and duct tape and took a deep breath, she needed to be calm for what she was going to do, otherwise it could go horribly wrong.
First Charlotte had to lift Amy up to a chair that she had brought to he room. The chair was part of the living room so it was not only out of place in her messy bedroom but also really heave, Charlotte was happy that she had brought it there before otherwise she would have lost a lot of time.
Charlotte’s strength was put to the test when she had to lift Amy but thankfully she was able to do it without much trouble, Amy was featherweight, now it was when the most important part started.
“First things first” Charlotte said to herself as she grabbed Amy’s arms by the wrists and moved them through the chair’s beams behind its back. She didn’t needed to be told by anyone that taking care of her captive’s hands was the most important part of the tying process.
Charlotte tied Amy’s hands parallel to each other tightly and with extreme care, Amy being half naked would mean that the ropes would left some nasty marks on her but Charlotte couldn’t care less and proceeded to tie her elbows together, during her investigation for this plan she had read that most people weren’t able to get their elbows touching when tied up so she was surprised when she found out that she could make Amy do so with little effort.
Next followed Amy’s legs, having to touch the soft, pale thighs of her prisoner made Charlotte angry, again even if beauty had no fairness to it Amy’s seemed unfair. But she moved her attention away from Amy’s gorgeous legs and got to work, binding her ankles, knees and thighs together as well as running a rope above her lap and tying it below the chair’s seat to pin her to the seat of the chair.
After being done with Amy’s legs Charlotte moved to her chest, avoiding looking and thinking about her breasts too much in order not to make herself more angry than she already was at Amy’s Hellenic sculpture level of beauty. Charlotte tied Amy’s waist to the back of the chair with restraint to which she attached her bound wrists and then pinned her chest to the back of the chair by running ropes below and above her her breasts.
The last detail Charlotte added to Amy’s already inescapable bondage was a rope attaching her wrists to her ankles so that the later hung above the floor and preventing her from moving the chair.
Charlotte gave a few steps back and breathed heavily, she had actually done it, even though she was seeing Amy tied like she had planned she was struggling to believe that she had done so, so she rushed out of the room and took a deep breath, she needed to calm down before doing anything. So far her plan was going perfectly but she still felt like it could fail at any moment, she was shaking out of nervousness.
But Charlotte couldn’t be bothered to wait, waiting would only make things worse for her. Almost as soon as she left the room she came back inside only to found Amy slowly waking up. She began by slightly moving her limbs, which she found restrained, and then gave a moan of confusion which made Charlotte remember that she had forgotten to gag her.
“Shh” Said Charlotte as she pressed her hand against Amy’s soft lips “No talking, understood?”
Amy breathed heavily and looked around her desperately, it was easy to tell by looking at her blue eyes that she was afraid..
“Understood?” Charlotte asked again as she strengthened her grip on Amy’s mouth.
Still not getting what was going on but getting the hint Amy nodded frantically in response, fearing the worst could happen to her if she didn’t.
“Good girl” Said Charlotte as she let go of Amy’s face.
Amy had time to catch her breath and look and her surroundings which made her realize that not only her captor was Charlotte herself but she was also still in her house, and to add insult to injury, she was tied to a chair in her underwear, things couldn’t get worse for her.
“What’s happening Charlotte?” Asked Amy with fear in her voice.
“I thought I asked you to stay quiet” Said Charlotte.
Amy looked down, Charlotte’s response had made her quite afraid of her but she still wanted to understand what was happening. When she looked down she realized that the squeeze of the ropes were making her bra unravel a bit, which made her blush out of shame.
“Don’t worry I’m not int interested in that” Said Charlotte as she putted Amy’s bra back in place “However, you must be wondering why i am doing this aren’t you?”
Amy nodded shyly, of course that question haunted her mind.
“Well you see...” Charlotte made a pause and grabbed Amy by her shoulders, looking at her directly in the eyes with a stare that showed so much anger that Amy had to look away.
“Its because I’m tired of you, tired of you getting all of the praise form the teachers, tired of all of the guys being after you but above all else...” She bit her lip and made a pause, even saying it made her angry, even when Amy was completely at her mercy.
“Tired of...?” Amy dared to ask, fearing the worst of consequences. Charlotte’s words had intrigued her so much that she had even dared to look back at her.
“Tired of you being after David” Charlotte said, more sadly than angrily “You know, this wouldn’t have ended like this if it wasn’t for that but you just had to do it didn’t you?”
“Hey I think there’s a missunderstanding in all of this...” Amy tried to excuse herself .
“There’s no missunderstanding you bitch” Said Charlotte as she grabbed Amy by her cheeks and forced her to look up at her “Nothing will save you now, nothing!”
“So that’s it?” Asked Amy with difficulty “Just because of a man you’re doing all of this to me?”
“Just because of a man?” Chuckled Charlotte “I’m doing this to you because of all the things you did to me!”
“But I didn’t do anything to you” Amy replied meekly.
Charlotte almost gave a slap across the face to Amy but she stopped herself, there was much worse suffering she could bring to her than physical one.
“Where’s your phone?” Asked Charlotte as a plan made itself up in her mind.
“I don’t have it with me...” Amy replied shyly
“Oh you sly bitch you’re not in a position to lie to me” Said Charlotte “Just tell me where it is and so I don’t have to get that information out of you”
“It broke yesterday, I really don’t have it with me!” Amy pleaded.
Charlotte sighed, Amy could be telling the truth but she wasn’t prone to believe her, she also had plenty of ways to figure out if she was lying so she would rather take all of her chances before giving up.
“I checked in your bag and dress and it really isn’t there” Said Charlotte as she ran a finger through Amy’s bare shoulders “But maybe you’re one of those girls that hides it... well, you know where”
“What? Why would I do that?” Amy asked nervously “And even if I do you wouldn’t dare”
“Well you’re tied up, you can’t stop me” Said Charlotte as she moved her hands down Amy’s chest “But hey, if you have it elsewhere I think this would be the perfect moment to tell me where”
“Please please please I swear I don’t have it with me” Amy implored.
“Even if that’s true I don’t loose anything by making sure” Said Charlotte as she moved her hands below Amy’s bra and against her breasts “Stay calm, this won’t hurt”
It didn’t hurt, but the ticklish Amy couldn’t help but shake like if she had just came out of freezing waters. Needless to say Charlotte found nothing hidden in Amy’s bra.
“Turns out you weren’t lying” Said Charlotte “But maybe down there...” She continued to say as she kept moving her hands down Amy’s flat abdomen.
“Please, don’t you have enough already?” Amy asked, more tiredly than anything else.
Amy’s question made Charlotte stop and step back a little.
“You already have me half naked and tied up, you have already groped me and humiliated me, do you really need my phone?” Asked Amy as she looked defeated at Charlotte.
Charlotte scratched her chin and thought about it for a while.
“You know, maybe you’ve had enough for now” Said Charlotte as she moved away from her captive “I think that for now I can conform with having David for myself tonight”
“About that...”
“Shut up” Charlotte quickly interrupted “Don’t make me reconsider.
Amy sighed, reasoning with Charlotte seemed so pointless.
“What are you going to do with me now then?” Asked Amy in complete defeat.
“Well you’re going to stay there until I come back from the party, and considering that I plan to stay there a long while you can be sure that you’ll remain tied up for a long while” Explained Charlotte as she started to change to Amy’s clothes.
Amy remained silent as she watched Charlotte change, she was surprised that she did so so shamelessly in front of her but considering what she had just done with her she shouldn't be surprised.
After changing into Amy’s pink dress Charlotte picked a sports shoe from the the floor and then a roll of duct tape from the bag of bondage tools she had bought.
“As you can imagine I can’t have you screaming for help while I’m out so you’ll be gagged al of that time” Said Charlotte as she took a sock out of the shoe she was holding “I haven’t washed this sock since my team practiced on Monday, and guess what, it goes in your mouth!”
“Wait no! Please!” Pleaded Amy “I understand that you have to gag but please use something clean I beg you!”
“Uh uh, this isn’t negotiable” Said Charlotte as she shook her head “Now open up or I’ll make sure to get something even more dirty”
Amy thought about it for a second but decided that thinking about it would only make it worse, she opened her mouth and closed her eyes like someone who is about to eat something that is known to be disgusting, the only difference being that in her case the awful taste would last long after the socks had entered her mouth.
But before the taste came the smell, and it was the kind of smell that burned eyelashes and nose hairs, Amy couldn’t believe that someone could let something so disgusting come to life within her own bedroom.
Amy would have spitted the sock instinctively but before she could came the duct tape, one strip, then another, then another and so on until her lower face was covered in silver colored duct tape from ear to ear.
“I think that’ll keep you from complaining while I’m out” Said Charlotte as she stepped back to admire her work. “But just one thing before I go”
Charlotte searched for something in her pocked and, took out her phone, and then proceeded to take a series of pictures of the bound Amy with it, who gave muffled complaints and struggled to no avail every time a picture of her was taken.
“If you ever think of getting back at me for this just know that I have these pictures on my on phone” Said Charlotte as she showed her phone’s screen to Amy “God you’re even blushing on them, people may even think that you’re liking it”
“Mpgh...” Lowly moaned Amy.
“Yeah sucks to be you” Said Charlotte “But hey, you’ve had it easy for a while now, it was time for you to face some difficulties”
Charlotte patted Amy on the head and readied herself to leave the room and just said “Have fun!” to Amy before she left.
And so Amy was left alone, tied up, gagged and half naked in Charlotte’s mess of a bedroom. She could only wonder for how long she would have to bare those conditions but something told her that it would be much more that she thought she could.
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