School's Out, Ropes Out - f/f - Part 4 added!
Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 6:01 pm
Hey guys, the below is a story inspired by a story request from [mention]ColonelShuffle[/mention] . I hope he and the rest of you enjoy the start of it.
More coming soon!
Part 1
“Oh my God, that was such a blast,” laughed Rachel, pushing the door open and holding it for her friend.
“I know right! Last and best day of school ever,” agreed Lauren as she stepped over the threshold into Rachel’s house.
“I really don’t like Claire, but it was a great idea for everyone to put their old uniforms on. A real nostalgia trip,” smiled Rachel, looking down at herself. She was wearing a white blouse, her striped school tie, a too short skirt, navy tights and black ballet pumps.
“That’s cus you filled out,” teased Lauren, punching her friend in the arm and then giving one of her breasts an accusatory poke.
“Would you stop that!” gasped Rachel, slapping the athletic blonde away from her, “I get that enough from Tommy. And yours are fine, they just don’t pop buttons.”
Lauren laughed and began to slip off her own pumps.
“No, stop right there. We’re keeping this crap on all night. We’re off to college soon. Last chance to enjoy school.”
Lauren looked at the brunette staring plaintively at her from the open door, her shoe dangling from her toes above the pile of shoes, her eyebrow raised.
“It’s a billion degrees out there, and these are my old shoes. My feet are pretty sweaty, Rach.”
“Come on, if we take our shoes off then it’ll be the ties, then we’ll be putting on our pjs. It’ll lose the effect. Plus, I don’t wanna have to smell your feet,” pleaded Rachel.
Lauren stuck out her tongue but kept her shoe on.
“So what we gonna do, Rach?” she asked, “Wanna hit up Jenny’s party?”
“Nah, we’ve got parties the rest of the week. I figured it’d be nice to hang out just the two of us this evening. Eat some ice cream, watch some movies, talk about boys. You know, like we used to.”
Lauren smiled, “You had me at ice cream.”
*****
“Stupid internet,” sighed Rachel through a mouthful of rocky road.
“Least you got the good ice cream,” Lauren frowned at her tub of vanilla.
“I was gonna split them, you were the one who wanted to make a bet for it.”
Lauren shrugged and readjusted herself on the sofa. She had her legs dangling off the arm and had her head propped up on one hand while she ate her ice-cream with the other. She peeked enviously down at Rachel, sitting in the floor in front of her, struggling uselessly with the controls to try and get Netflix working again.
“I didn’t know you were good at poker.”
“You’ve known me my whole life, Lolly, you’re just too stubborn to remember not being the best at something.”
“What we gonna do then, Rach? Mediocre ice cream only has so much mileage.”
Rachel set the control aside and swept a strand of dark brown hair out of her eyes with the handle of her spoon.
“We could have a competition, play a board game or something?”
“Eurgh, no. Not after the pass go fiasco. Hey, I know, wanna see a magic trick?” asked Lauren, her lips jerking up in a sudden smile.
Rachel took another mouthful and turned round to narrow her eyes at Lauren.
“Since when did you know any magic?”
“That guy in the drama department, he kept showing me some. Come on let me show you. Please.”
“He was sweet, you should have gone on a date with him. Fine, show me your trick.”
Lauren grinned and swung her legs down to the floor and pulled off her tie.
“Ok,” she said, untying it and then tying an overhand knot, “now, see this knot.”
“I see it,” agreed Rachael, eyeing it distrustfully.
“Right, now if I pull on it, it knots up,” she said, yanking to prove her point.
“I see why you didn’t go out with him now.”
“Hush,” she untied the knot and then tied a bow. She pulled the second knot taught and it disappeared.
“Ok, Lolly, when does the trick happen?”
“You saw how that one disappeared? It’s cus it’s a magic knot. It always comes undone, whatever you put in it,” Lauren informed her.
“Fine, I give in. I’m a little interested.”
“Brilliant, now put your hands behind your back, I’m gonna make it go through your wrists.”
Rachel’s face twisted as waves of disbelief and voracious curiosity fought for control of her face.
“What?! No…you…eurgh, fine,” she blurted. She put her ice-cream on the side table and scooted forward so she could cross her wrists at the small of her back.
Lauren allowed herself a sly grin and bent down, pulling the tie tight between her hands.
“You’ve done this before haven’t you?” chuckled Lauren, winding the tie round her victim’s wrists, cinching and knotting it tight.
“None of your business, and it feels like you have too!”
“Feel secure, Rach?”
“Too damn right,” she replied, struggling a little.
“One more thing.”
Lauren reached round in front of her friend and loosened her tie.
“What are you… mmm?!” Rachel was cut short as the tie was pulled tight again between her teeth.
“Good trick right?”
“Mhhtt right rrgou rggring?” mumbled Rachel through her makeshift gag.
“And here’s the best part,” said Lauren, lunging for the Rocky Road ice cream and taking a huge spoonful.
“Rrgou ggreitch!” laughed Rachel through the gag, starting to struggle against her bonds.
Lauren lay back on the sofa with her legs over the arm of the sofa, digging into her stolen dessert.
“This is literally the best ice-cream I’ve ever tasted. It’s all the crime”
Rachel shifted round onto her knees and glared at her friend, strands of dark hair falling over her face and in front of her gag. She gave a final grunt and pulled one of her hands free. She brought the other one in front of her and triumphantly untied the tie.
“Ha,” she said after she’d pulled her tie from between her teeth, holding her hand out expectantly.
“It was fun while it lasted,” replied Lauren, pulling an exaggerated frown and handing back her spoils.
“It was actually,” nodded Rachel, sitting back on her heels with the tub.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. It was kinda like a challenge.”
There was a moment of silence. The corner of Lauren’s mouth twitched up and she swung her legs back round to the floor and leaned forward.
“So watya wanna do, Lolly?”
The twitch broke into a full grin and Lauren held up the tie.
“Fancy a challenge, Rach?”
More coming soon!
Part 1
“Oh my God, that was such a blast,” laughed Rachel, pushing the door open and holding it for her friend.
“I know right! Last and best day of school ever,” agreed Lauren as she stepped over the threshold into Rachel’s house.
“I really don’t like Claire, but it was a great idea for everyone to put their old uniforms on. A real nostalgia trip,” smiled Rachel, looking down at herself. She was wearing a white blouse, her striped school tie, a too short skirt, navy tights and black ballet pumps.
“That’s cus you filled out,” teased Lauren, punching her friend in the arm and then giving one of her breasts an accusatory poke.
“Would you stop that!” gasped Rachel, slapping the athletic blonde away from her, “I get that enough from Tommy. And yours are fine, they just don’t pop buttons.”
Lauren laughed and began to slip off her own pumps.
“No, stop right there. We’re keeping this crap on all night. We’re off to college soon. Last chance to enjoy school.”
Lauren looked at the brunette staring plaintively at her from the open door, her shoe dangling from her toes above the pile of shoes, her eyebrow raised.
“It’s a billion degrees out there, and these are my old shoes. My feet are pretty sweaty, Rach.”
“Come on, if we take our shoes off then it’ll be the ties, then we’ll be putting on our pjs. It’ll lose the effect. Plus, I don’t wanna have to smell your feet,” pleaded Rachel.
Lauren stuck out her tongue but kept her shoe on.
“So what we gonna do, Rach?” she asked, “Wanna hit up Jenny’s party?”
“Nah, we’ve got parties the rest of the week. I figured it’d be nice to hang out just the two of us this evening. Eat some ice cream, watch some movies, talk about boys. You know, like we used to.”
Lauren smiled, “You had me at ice cream.”
*****
“Stupid internet,” sighed Rachel through a mouthful of rocky road.
“Least you got the good ice cream,” Lauren frowned at her tub of vanilla.
“I was gonna split them, you were the one who wanted to make a bet for it.”
Lauren shrugged and readjusted herself on the sofa. She had her legs dangling off the arm and had her head propped up on one hand while she ate her ice-cream with the other. She peeked enviously down at Rachel, sitting in the floor in front of her, struggling uselessly with the controls to try and get Netflix working again.
“I didn’t know you were good at poker.”
“You’ve known me my whole life, Lolly, you’re just too stubborn to remember not being the best at something.”
“What we gonna do then, Rach? Mediocre ice cream only has so much mileage.”
Rachel set the control aside and swept a strand of dark brown hair out of her eyes with the handle of her spoon.
“We could have a competition, play a board game or something?”
“Eurgh, no. Not after the pass go fiasco. Hey, I know, wanna see a magic trick?” asked Lauren, her lips jerking up in a sudden smile.
Rachel took another mouthful and turned round to narrow her eyes at Lauren.
“Since when did you know any magic?”
“That guy in the drama department, he kept showing me some. Come on let me show you. Please.”
“He was sweet, you should have gone on a date with him. Fine, show me your trick.”
Lauren grinned and swung her legs down to the floor and pulled off her tie.
“Ok,” she said, untying it and then tying an overhand knot, “now, see this knot.”
“I see it,” agreed Rachael, eyeing it distrustfully.
“Right, now if I pull on it, it knots up,” she said, yanking to prove her point.
“I see why you didn’t go out with him now.”
“Hush,” she untied the knot and then tied a bow. She pulled the second knot taught and it disappeared.
“Ok, Lolly, when does the trick happen?”
“You saw how that one disappeared? It’s cus it’s a magic knot. It always comes undone, whatever you put in it,” Lauren informed her.
“Fine, I give in. I’m a little interested.”
“Brilliant, now put your hands behind your back, I’m gonna make it go through your wrists.”
Rachel’s face twisted as waves of disbelief and voracious curiosity fought for control of her face.
“What?! No…you…eurgh, fine,” she blurted. She put her ice-cream on the side table and scooted forward so she could cross her wrists at the small of her back.
Lauren allowed herself a sly grin and bent down, pulling the tie tight between her hands.
“You’ve done this before haven’t you?” chuckled Lauren, winding the tie round her victim’s wrists, cinching and knotting it tight.
“None of your business, and it feels like you have too!”
“Feel secure, Rach?”
“Too damn right,” she replied, struggling a little.
“One more thing.”
Lauren reached round in front of her friend and loosened her tie.
“What are you… mmm?!” Rachel was cut short as the tie was pulled tight again between her teeth.
“Good trick right?”
“Mhhtt right rrgou rggring?” mumbled Rachel through her makeshift gag.
“And here’s the best part,” said Lauren, lunging for the Rocky Road ice cream and taking a huge spoonful.
“Rrgou ggreitch!” laughed Rachel through the gag, starting to struggle against her bonds.
Lauren lay back on the sofa with her legs over the arm of the sofa, digging into her stolen dessert.
“This is literally the best ice-cream I’ve ever tasted. It’s all the crime”
Rachel shifted round onto her knees and glared at her friend, strands of dark hair falling over her face and in front of her gag. She gave a final grunt and pulled one of her hands free. She brought the other one in front of her and triumphantly untied the tie.
“Ha,” she said after she’d pulled her tie from between her teeth, holding her hand out expectantly.
“It was fun while it lasted,” replied Lauren, pulling an exaggerated frown and handing back her spoils.
“It was actually,” nodded Rachel, sitting back on her heels with the tub.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. It was kinda like a challenge.”
There was a moment of silence. The corner of Lauren’s mouth twitched up and she swung her legs back round to the floor and leaned forward.
“So watya wanna do, Lolly?”
The twitch broke into a full grin and Lauren held up the tie.
“Fancy a challenge, Rach?”