SLEC II - Book Club in a Tub (F+)
Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2019 8:34 pm
(Man, it's been a while. My new job has left me with little time to write, but I've finally gotten around to writing a sequel to Babysitter Night which can be found here. /viewtopic.php?f=8&t=2743
Hope you all enjoy!)
Sana’s arms and legs creaked like old door hinges as she lifted the vacuum cleaner out of the hot tub. Then, she got to work filling it up. After hours of preparations, she regretted not waiting for her friends. If they were here, she could make them pitch in and help clean.
She turned on the jets and let everything run for a bit. It all appeared in working order, and the site of it brought a smile to Sana’s lips. This was going to be the best book club in a long time! Last fall, her father in law had passed away, and her husband had inherited his beachside cottage.
With summer vacation around the corner, she had already been preparing for her family to spend some time there. But she had discreetly decided that no one would mind if she hosted a book club there before the kids were done with school. More specifically, she had suggested that they all have fun in the separate bathhouse.
It really was a wonderful place. It was a spacious building with a beautiful tile floor and cedar planks cladding the walls and ceiling. It had its own bathroom, and three changing rooms with showers. Most of the building was raised off the ground so that the hot tub was level with the floor. And boy, was it something to envy! It was big enough for a whole family, and if Sana stood at the very bottom, she’d be past her neck in water. There were two overhead doors with frosted windows that opened up to a large deck overlooking the beach, but Sana hadn’t spent much time out there. She knew that this party was staying indoors, away from prying eyes.
She took one last look around, and decided that she was satisfied. All that was left was to clean up the cleaning supplies. On her last trip from the bathhouse to the cabin, Sana saw a familiar minivan pull into the driveway.
“What up, Guapa,” Camila shouted as she hopped out of the passenger seat.
Emily stepped out of the driver’s side with wide eyes. She had completely forgotten to say ‘hi’ the moment she laid eyes on the cottage. “Holy crap, did you ever hit the jackpot!”
Sana just forced a smile and waved to them. “I’m glad you like it. I’ve just got one more thing to do, and I’ll be right with you. The bathhouse is over there. Just let yourselves in.”
Her guests rushed over with no hesitation whatsoever as Sana went inside. Their youthful excitement was undeniably endearing. Sana got everything nice and tidy, and smiled as she grabbed her bag full of tie-up goodies. A lot of work went into the book club (at least, when Sana was hosting), but it was always worth it.
Sana quietly stepped into the bathhouse to find her friends cheerfully gawking at everything. She heard Emily speak up. “Her in-laws are dead, and she gets a beachside palace! That’s like, my two biggest dreams rolled into one!”
Sana didn’t appreciate that remark, but she let it side, since Emily clearly didn’t mean for her to hear it. Besides, she would have her revenge shortly…
“Ahem. I trust you’ve found the showers?” Camila and Emily both spun around to face Sana as she directed them. “Go on and change so we can get started.”
They each took a booth and stripped down. All the while bantering through the walls about how work was going and how the kids were doing in school. Minutes later, they emerged from their booths. Camila and Sana both wore bikinis while Emily sported a green one-piece bathing suit.
“¡Qué demonios!” Camila frowned and gestured to Emily’s attire. “Don’t tell me you’ve thrown out your bikini already!”
“Don’t go telling me what to wear,” Emily retorted defensively. “This looks just as good, and it covers my fat hips.”
“Don’t you use the F-word around me, Stupid” Camila said. “You still look great! You’re like Bryce Dallas Howard.”
“I don’t know who that is,” Emily said.
“Well, that’s probably because your eyes were glued to Chris Pratt when we saw Jurassic World.”
“Oh, probably!” Emily grinned.
Just then, the door creaked open and Lillie’s voice called out. “Hello?”
“Who goes there,” Camila said while trying her best to fake an American accent.
Lillie rolled her eyes and entered. “I saw your vehicles parked outside, Cammy.”
“Well, it was worth a shot,” Camila said as Lillie went around hugging everybody. “How’s our Lillie doing?”
“Way better now that I’ve got a sitter.” Lillie said before casting her eyes around the building. “Wow! Look at this place!”
“I know, right? Hurry up and get dressed.” Sana said as she pulled some rope out of her bag. “The showers are open.”
“You got it!” Lillie headed into the showers with her bag as Camila looked over to Sana and her ropes.
“Well, you’re certainly ready to go. Who’s going first?”
Sana grinned as she turned over to Emily, who dropped her arms and sighed.
“Really,” Emily groaned. “I went first last time!”
Sana simply grabbed Emily’s arm and spun her around. “I host, so I choose. Now hold still…”
Despite being the smallest and daintiest of the bunch, Sana was a force to be reckoned with. Especially when she was on the tying end of the ropes. She worked like a well-oiled machine, binding Emily’s wrists and wrapping up her chest with meticulous precision.
She ran a rope from Emily’s wrists to a rope draped behind her neck and pulled. Emily gasped as her hands were pulled up her back into a less comfortable position. Sana’s unofficial revenge for that ‘dead in-laws’ comment.
Emily wouldn’t be using her arms any time soon. Sana tied it all off and stepped over to Camila, who looked at her with a playful smile. She said, “You are my favourite person tonight. You’ve given me exactly what I wanted!”
Emily looked down at her breasts and saw what all the smirking was about. Only then did she realize that her boxtie cradled her breasts in a sort of rope bikini. She tried to look unimpressed, but she couldn’t stop herself from smiling. “Well, let it never be said that you aren’t resourceful, Sana.”
“Darn right.” Sana cocked her head before turning to Camila. “And I’m just getting started.”
Camila smiled, turned around, and crossed her arms behind her back. “Just don’t cinch the arms too tight.”
“I’ll tie you up however I like,” Sana said as she wrapped the first loop around Camila’s wrists. “I’m the host.”
It was then that Lillie stepped out of the shower, wearing a one-piece bathing suit.
Camila looked genuinely distressed, to the point where it was actually kind of endearing. “Ack! Not you too, Lillie!”
Lillie looked all over herself, hopelessly confused. Sana thought for a second before unwrapping the rope off of Camila. “Y’know what? I’ve changed my mind. We need to show everyone how to properly dress up for summer…”
Sana then grabbed Lillie by the arm and pulled her over. She twisted her arms behind her back and got right to work. In no time at all, Lillie’s hands were tied, and she wore a rope bikini just like Emily.
“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” Camila cheered as she positioned Emily and Lillie so that they were facing each other. “Now just look at that. I dare you to look at one another and tell me that either of you can’t still rock a bikini!”
Emily rolled her eyes and slowly opened her mouth to speak. “I’ll reconsider.”
“¡Olé!” Camila cheered. “Now let’s gag her quick before she takes it back.”
Sana was already one step ahead. She pulled a pair of soft toy balls out of her bag, along with a roll of silver duct tape. She then walked over to Emily and said, “You know what to do.”
“Any chance you would consider a cleave gag,” Emily asked with pleading eyes.
Sana shook her head and stuffed a ball in Emily’s mouth. “I’m the host, and I decide on the gags,” she said as she ripped a strip of tape off of the roll. She plastered the strip over Emily’s lips and smoothed it flat before adding two more strips.
“Your turn now,” Sana said as she moved over to Lillie, who didn’t resist her gag at all. Soon, her mouth was sealed shut just like Emily’s.
“So,” Camila started. “Do you have more rope, or do you want to use mine?”
“I do have more rope,” Sana said. “But that’s all we’ll be using for now. I want two free people in the pool at all times in case something goes wrong.”
“Booorrinng,” Camila groaned. But she went with it anyways.
They helped their bound friends into the tub before joining them, and it was everything Sana had hoped for. The hot water seemed to absorb all the aches from her muscles, and the jets’ massage was like icing on the cake.
“¡Qué sorprendente! We need to have every meeting here from now on!” Camila was one of Sana’s more vocal friends, but she seemed completely sincere in her words.
Sana made a little smirk. “You know that would mean that I always call the shots.”
“Then I’ll go buy my own hot tub,” Camila said with no hesitation. Her eyes drifted upwards as she took in the water’s warmth. “Maybe I’ll even buy a sauna for our meetings!”
Sana couldn’t help but chuckle. “Maybe you should just open your own spa?”
Camila’s eyes jolted open, and she gasped as though she’d just heard the greatest idea ever. “I wanna go to a weekend bondage spa!”
That comment earned a humored reaction from everyone, but Sana was the only one who could actually share a response. “A bondage spa,” She asked with a chuckle. “You say that like it’s actually a thing.”
“Well it should be! Someone on the internet needs to write some fanfics about that ASAP!”
Sana laughed. “Yeah, that might be the only literature we actually read at our book club!”
Both Camila and Sana were both surprised to hear Emily’s voice join the mix. “Internet fanfics? What are you, fourteen?”
The ball that had been stuffed in Emily’s mouth now floated in the water, and the rest of her gag was nowhere to be found. Camila was visibly perplexed. “Where’d your tape go?”
“It’ll be at the bottom of the tub,” Sana said, having fully anticipated this. “She soaked it until it came off.”
“That resourceful little puta,” Camila responded playfully. “I brought my ball gag if you want to shut her back up.”
Sana smiled. “Appreciated, but unnecessary. I’ve brought my own waterproof gag. Would you go fetch my purse, Camila?”
Her friend obeyed without hesitation, eager to see what Sana was talking about. As Camila splashed her way out of the hot tub, Emily tugged against her ropes and called out. “Let her get her own damn stuff! You’re not her bit-- kgmmph!”
The redhead’s words were cut off as Sana shoved her ball right back into her mouth and pressed a hand over her sticky lips. Emily shot a glare at her captor and began struggling against her ropes for all she was worth. It was no use, of course. Sana was very professional in her ropework, and the end result was some very effective restraint. Still, Emily’s body flailed around enough that Sana had to move in close to maintain her hold.
Sana held on tight to Emily, for fear that she might get carried away and struggle her way into the tub’s deep center. She put extra pressure on Emily’s mouth as she leaned in and whispered to her captive. “Oh shush. You’re right that she doesn’t have to obey her host, but as you’ll soon see, everything goes way better when you do…”
Hope you all enjoy!)
Sana’s arms and legs creaked like old door hinges as she lifted the vacuum cleaner out of the hot tub. Then, she got to work filling it up. After hours of preparations, she regretted not waiting for her friends. If they were here, she could make them pitch in and help clean.
She turned on the jets and let everything run for a bit. It all appeared in working order, and the site of it brought a smile to Sana’s lips. This was going to be the best book club in a long time! Last fall, her father in law had passed away, and her husband had inherited his beachside cottage.
With summer vacation around the corner, she had already been preparing for her family to spend some time there. But she had discreetly decided that no one would mind if she hosted a book club there before the kids were done with school. More specifically, she had suggested that they all have fun in the separate bathhouse.
It really was a wonderful place. It was a spacious building with a beautiful tile floor and cedar planks cladding the walls and ceiling. It had its own bathroom, and three changing rooms with showers. Most of the building was raised off the ground so that the hot tub was level with the floor. And boy, was it something to envy! It was big enough for a whole family, and if Sana stood at the very bottom, she’d be past her neck in water. There were two overhead doors with frosted windows that opened up to a large deck overlooking the beach, but Sana hadn’t spent much time out there. She knew that this party was staying indoors, away from prying eyes.
She took one last look around, and decided that she was satisfied. All that was left was to clean up the cleaning supplies. On her last trip from the bathhouse to the cabin, Sana saw a familiar minivan pull into the driveway.
“What up, Guapa,” Camila shouted as she hopped out of the passenger seat.
Emily stepped out of the driver’s side with wide eyes. She had completely forgotten to say ‘hi’ the moment she laid eyes on the cottage. “Holy crap, did you ever hit the jackpot!”
Sana just forced a smile and waved to them. “I’m glad you like it. I’ve just got one more thing to do, and I’ll be right with you. The bathhouse is over there. Just let yourselves in.”
Her guests rushed over with no hesitation whatsoever as Sana went inside. Their youthful excitement was undeniably endearing. Sana got everything nice and tidy, and smiled as she grabbed her bag full of tie-up goodies. A lot of work went into the book club (at least, when Sana was hosting), but it was always worth it.
Sana quietly stepped into the bathhouse to find her friends cheerfully gawking at everything. She heard Emily speak up. “Her in-laws are dead, and she gets a beachside palace! That’s like, my two biggest dreams rolled into one!”
Sana didn’t appreciate that remark, but she let it side, since Emily clearly didn’t mean for her to hear it. Besides, she would have her revenge shortly…
“Ahem. I trust you’ve found the showers?” Camila and Emily both spun around to face Sana as she directed them. “Go on and change so we can get started.”
They each took a booth and stripped down. All the while bantering through the walls about how work was going and how the kids were doing in school. Minutes later, they emerged from their booths. Camila and Sana both wore bikinis while Emily sported a green one-piece bathing suit.
“¡Qué demonios!” Camila frowned and gestured to Emily’s attire. “Don’t tell me you’ve thrown out your bikini already!”
“Don’t go telling me what to wear,” Emily retorted defensively. “This looks just as good, and it covers my fat hips.”
“Don’t you use the F-word around me, Stupid” Camila said. “You still look great! You’re like Bryce Dallas Howard.”
“I don’t know who that is,” Emily said.
“Well, that’s probably because your eyes were glued to Chris Pratt when we saw Jurassic World.”
“Oh, probably!” Emily grinned.
Just then, the door creaked open and Lillie’s voice called out. “Hello?”
“Who goes there,” Camila said while trying her best to fake an American accent.
Lillie rolled her eyes and entered. “I saw your vehicles parked outside, Cammy.”
“Well, it was worth a shot,” Camila said as Lillie went around hugging everybody. “How’s our Lillie doing?”
“Way better now that I’ve got a sitter.” Lillie said before casting her eyes around the building. “Wow! Look at this place!”
“I know, right? Hurry up and get dressed.” Sana said as she pulled some rope out of her bag. “The showers are open.”
“You got it!” Lillie headed into the showers with her bag as Camila looked over to Sana and her ropes.
“Well, you’re certainly ready to go. Who’s going first?”
Sana grinned as she turned over to Emily, who dropped her arms and sighed.
“Really,” Emily groaned. “I went first last time!”
Sana simply grabbed Emily’s arm and spun her around. “I host, so I choose. Now hold still…”
Despite being the smallest and daintiest of the bunch, Sana was a force to be reckoned with. Especially when she was on the tying end of the ropes. She worked like a well-oiled machine, binding Emily’s wrists and wrapping up her chest with meticulous precision.
She ran a rope from Emily’s wrists to a rope draped behind her neck and pulled. Emily gasped as her hands were pulled up her back into a less comfortable position. Sana’s unofficial revenge for that ‘dead in-laws’ comment.
Emily wouldn’t be using her arms any time soon. Sana tied it all off and stepped over to Camila, who looked at her with a playful smile. She said, “You are my favourite person tonight. You’ve given me exactly what I wanted!”
Emily looked down at her breasts and saw what all the smirking was about. Only then did she realize that her boxtie cradled her breasts in a sort of rope bikini. She tried to look unimpressed, but she couldn’t stop herself from smiling. “Well, let it never be said that you aren’t resourceful, Sana.”
“Darn right.” Sana cocked her head before turning to Camila. “And I’m just getting started.”
Camila smiled, turned around, and crossed her arms behind her back. “Just don’t cinch the arms too tight.”
“I’ll tie you up however I like,” Sana said as she wrapped the first loop around Camila’s wrists. “I’m the host.”
It was then that Lillie stepped out of the shower, wearing a one-piece bathing suit.
Camila looked genuinely distressed, to the point where it was actually kind of endearing. “Ack! Not you too, Lillie!”
Lillie looked all over herself, hopelessly confused. Sana thought for a second before unwrapping the rope off of Camila. “Y’know what? I’ve changed my mind. We need to show everyone how to properly dress up for summer…”
Sana then grabbed Lillie by the arm and pulled her over. She twisted her arms behind her back and got right to work. In no time at all, Lillie’s hands were tied, and she wore a rope bikini just like Emily.
“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” Camila cheered as she positioned Emily and Lillie so that they were facing each other. “Now just look at that. I dare you to look at one another and tell me that either of you can’t still rock a bikini!”
Emily rolled her eyes and slowly opened her mouth to speak. “I’ll reconsider.”
“¡Olé!” Camila cheered. “Now let’s gag her quick before she takes it back.”
Sana was already one step ahead. She pulled a pair of soft toy balls out of her bag, along with a roll of silver duct tape. She then walked over to Emily and said, “You know what to do.”
“Any chance you would consider a cleave gag,” Emily asked with pleading eyes.
Sana shook her head and stuffed a ball in Emily’s mouth. “I’m the host, and I decide on the gags,” she said as she ripped a strip of tape off of the roll. She plastered the strip over Emily’s lips and smoothed it flat before adding two more strips.
“Your turn now,” Sana said as she moved over to Lillie, who didn’t resist her gag at all. Soon, her mouth was sealed shut just like Emily’s.
“So,” Camila started. “Do you have more rope, or do you want to use mine?”
“I do have more rope,” Sana said. “But that’s all we’ll be using for now. I want two free people in the pool at all times in case something goes wrong.”
“Booorrinng,” Camila groaned. But she went with it anyways.
They helped their bound friends into the tub before joining them, and it was everything Sana had hoped for. The hot water seemed to absorb all the aches from her muscles, and the jets’ massage was like icing on the cake.
“¡Qué sorprendente! We need to have every meeting here from now on!” Camila was one of Sana’s more vocal friends, but she seemed completely sincere in her words.
Sana made a little smirk. “You know that would mean that I always call the shots.”
“Then I’ll go buy my own hot tub,” Camila said with no hesitation. Her eyes drifted upwards as she took in the water’s warmth. “Maybe I’ll even buy a sauna for our meetings!”
Sana couldn’t help but chuckle. “Maybe you should just open your own spa?”
Camila’s eyes jolted open, and she gasped as though she’d just heard the greatest idea ever. “I wanna go to a weekend bondage spa!”
That comment earned a humored reaction from everyone, but Sana was the only one who could actually share a response. “A bondage spa,” She asked with a chuckle. “You say that like it’s actually a thing.”
“Well it should be! Someone on the internet needs to write some fanfics about that ASAP!”
Sana laughed. “Yeah, that might be the only literature we actually read at our book club!”
Both Camila and Sana were both surprised to hear Emily’s voice join the mix. “Internet fanfics? What are you, fourteen?”
The ball that had been stuffed in Emily’s mouth now floated in the water, and the rest of her gag was nowhere to be found. Camila was visibly perplexed. “Where’d your tape go?”
“It’ll be at the bottom of the tub,” Sana said, having fully anticipated this. “She soaked it until it came off.”
“That resourceful little puta,” Camila responded playfully. “I brought my ball gag if you want to shut her back up.”
Sana smiled. “Appreciated, but unnecessary. I’ve brought my own waterproof gag. Would you go fetch my purse, Camila?”
Her friend obeyed without hesitation, eager to see what Sana was talking about. As Camila splashed her way out of the hot tub, Emily tugged against her ropes and called out. “Let her get her own damn stuff! You’re not her bit-- kgmmph!”
The redhead’s words were cut off as Sana shoved her ball right back into her mouth and pressed a hand over her sticky lips. Emily shot a glare at her captor and began struggling against her ropes for all she was worth. It was no use, of course. Sana was very professional in her ropework, and the end result was some very effective restraint. Still, Emily’s body flailed around enough that Sana had to move in close to maintain her hold.
Sana held on tight to Emily, for fear that she might get carried away and struggle her way into the tub’s deep center. She put extra pressure on Emily’s mouth as she leaned in and whispered to her captive. “Oh shush. You’re right that she doesn’t have to obey her host, but as you’ll soon see, everything goes way better when you do…”