The Roommates (F/F, FF/F, F/FF, FF/FF, F/FFF, FFF/F) - Part 58 (FINISHED)
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Hi everyone.
First, thank you all again for following this story. It makes me really happy that so many of you are enjoying it. Second, I was planning to leave this story here and post the continuation in another thread. But, since it's basically the same story, I'll write it here. It will go a little slow, but trust me, the tie-up and the teasing will come (hopefully) soon =)
Part 8
Karissa laid on the floor of her own apartment. Hands firmly tied to her lower back, legs and ankles firmly tied together, hogtied, gagged with a total of four socks, a knotted scarf and five rounds of tape, and with a putrid basketball shoe wrapped tightly against her nose. By that point, she was extremely angry but finally realizing there was no escape from her situation. She would just have to wait for Floria to come back from her two hours basketball training to release her.
Or not.
Hardly enough, the TV volume was up so crying for help was not an option. And the way she was left, she couldn’t face the TV just to watch something and distract herself from the stinky smell or the awful and salty taste of the socks filling her mouth. She couldn’t even see the clock to calculate how long she had been in that predicament. Or how long would she have to wait for Floria to return.
It all started at 4:30 approximately, when she returned from her running. And basketball training started at 8:00, so that meant at least three and a half hours of being tied and humiliated by her ex friend and soon to be ex roommate. And at least two more to come.
Adding more insult to injury, Floria had taken her car, despite her having a car of her own. And there was a bag of more restraints which were all bought by her own money. Could things be any worse?
Of course they could. So the real question was: could things get any better?
Karissa’s legs started to ache, as well as her entire body. She tried pulling her ankles from her hands, but the only thing she accomplished was pushing the shoe even more against her nose. She moaned disgusted. If only she didn’t have that putrid shoe taped over her face, or the four socks filling her mouth, maybe she would be able to focus better.
Her fingers started feeling her restraints, looking for the knots, or maybe even a week spot. Nothing. Her fingers started slowly but then wiggled desperately looking for something, anything that would give her a shot at escape. The only thing she felt was the tape wrapped around the ropes.
Karissa grunted again. Maybe if she could reach the kitchen. Or her bedroom. Just any other place so she could find something to help her. She jerked her body, side to side, back and forward, but she merely moved one or two inches from her original position. After a few minutes of trying, she stopped, sweating and really tired.
She took a deep breath, trying to recover, but the air was putrid. Damn shoe. Damn gag. Each escape attempt meant more breathing on the taped shoe, more sucking on the dirty socks. Even if Floria was out of the apartment, Karissa felt like she was still there, teasing her, taunting her, torturing her.
Karissa attempted to push her face on the floor, just so she could reach some fresh air. Maybe shifting the shoe to one side, maybe she could find an opening. Maybe she could place her head on the floor, looking to her left or right. That way, she would be able to separate the shoe from her nose just a bit, so some fresh air could come in. But just when she was about to get it, the tape wrapping her shoe to her bound hands and feet pulled her back.
“MMMMPHHHH!” Karissa protested, as she felt the shoe pressed stronger to her face. Once again, her only reward was more of that putrid smell.
She tried it two more times. Same result. She took a deep breath.
“MMMMPHHH!”
That last breath overwhelmed her. Suddenly she felt she had had enough. She violently jerked her body, pulling her arms, legs, fisting her hands trying to separate them, shaking her head to all the sides trying to get rid of the shoe, her tongue pushing the socks, her jaw trying to open so she could spit the foul gag. Far from being an actual escape attempt, it was just despair and frustration. A few minutes later, she managed to calm herself down, and lied on her stomach, sweating, tired and frustrated.
“I’m gonna kill you.” Karissa thought, her black curly hair falling over her angry eyes.
She closed her eyes trying to get some rest, doing her best to breathe the least amount of air possible, so the smell didn’t overwhelm her again. But with her eyes closed she could still see Floria’s smiling face, watching her like a cat would watch a little mouse.
Suddenly she heard the apartment door being opened. It couldn’t be, basketball practice takes two hours, plus driving back to the apartment… She felt like being left for hours but, despite her anger and frustration, she knew that it was just a sensation. There was no way two hours have passed. Maybe the practice was cancelled or Floria had decided to come back early. Or...
“Hello? Floria? Karissa?”
First, thank you all again for following this story. It makes me really happy that so many of you are enjoying it. Second, I was planning to leave this story here and post the continuation in another thread. But, since it's basically the same story, I'll write it here. It will go a little slow, but trust me, the tie-up and the teasing will come (hopefully) soon =)
Part 8
Karissa laid on the floor of her own apartment. Hands firmly tied to her lower back, legs and ankles firmly tied together, hogtied, gagged with a total of four socks, a knotted scarf and five rounds of tape, and with a putrid basketball shoe wrapped tightly against her nose. By that point, she was extremely angry but finally realizing there was no escape from her situation. She would just have to wait for Floria to come back from her two hours basketball training to release her.
Or not.
Hardly enough, the TV volume was up so crying for help was not an option. And the way she was left, she couldn’t face the TV just to watch something and distract herself from the stinky smell or the awful and salty taste of the socks filling her mouth. She couldn’t even see the clock to calculate how long she had been in that predicament. Or how long would she have to wait for Floria to return.
It all started at 4:30 approximately, when she returned from her running. And basketball training started at 8:00, so that meant at least three and a half hours of being tied and humiliated by her ex friend and soon to be ex roommate. And at least two more to come.
Adding more insult to injury, Floria had taken her car, despite her having a car of her own. And there was a bag of more restraints which were all bought by her own money. Could things be any worse?
Of course they could. So the real question was: could things get any better?
Karissa’s legs started to ache, as well as her entire body. She tried pulling her ankles from her hands, but the only thing she accomplished was pushing the shoe even more against her nose. She moaned disgusted. If only she didn’t have that putrid shoe taped over her face, or the four socks filling her mouth, maybe she would be able to focus better.
Her fingers started feeling her restraints, looking for the knots, or maybe even a week spot. Nothing. Her fingers started slowly but then wiggled desperately looking for something, anything that would give her a shot at escape. The only thing she felt was the tape wrapped around the ropes.
Karissa grunted again. Maybe if she could reach the kitchen. Or her bedroom. Just any other place so she could find something to help her. She jerked her body, side to side, back and forward, but she merely moved one or two inches from her original position. After a few minutes of trying, she stopped, sweating and really tired.
She took a deep breath, trying to recover, but the air was putrid. Damn shoe. Damn gag. Each escape attempt meant more breathing on the taped shoe, more sucking on the dirty socks. Even if Floria was out of the apartment, Karissa felt like she was still there, teasing her, taunting her, torturing her.
Karissa attempted to push her face on the floor, just so she could reach some fresh air. Maybe shifting the shoe to one side, maybe she could find an opening. Maybe she could place her head on the floor, looking to her left or right. That way, she would be able to separate the shoe from her nose just a bit, so some fresh air could come in. But just when she was about to get it, the tape wrapping her shoe to her bound hands and feet pulled her back.
“MMMMPHHHH!” Karissa protested, as she felt the shoe pressed stronger to her face. Once again, her only reward was more of that putrid smell.
She tried it two more times. Same result. She took a deep breath.
“MMMMPHHH!”
That last breath overwhelmed her. Suddenly she felt she had had enough. She violently jerked her body, pulling her arms, legs, fisting her hands trying to separate them, shaking her head to all the sides trying to get rid of the shoe, her tongue pushing the socks, her jaw trying to open so she could spit the foul gag. Far from being an actual escape attempt, it was just despair and frustration. A few minutes later, she managed to calm herself down, and lied on her stomach, sweating, tired and frustrated.
“I’m gonna kill you.” Karissa thought, her black curly hair falling over her angry eyes.
She closed her eyes trying to get some rest, doing her best to breathe the least amount of air possible, so the smell didn’t overwhelm her again. But with her eyes closed she could still see Floria’s smiling face, watching her like a cat would watch a little mouse.
Suddenly she heard the apartment door being opened. It couldn’t be, basketball practice takes two hours, plus driving back to the apartment… She felt like being left for hours but, despite her anger and frustration, she knew that it was just a sensation. There was no way two hours have passed. Maybe the practice was cancelled or Floria had decided to come back early. Or...
“Hello? Floria? Karissa?”
Fantastic once again.
And you certainly know how to tease us readers.
And you certainly know how to tease us readers.
Good chapter, again. Looks like someone new, has entered the story ?
Nice chapter and cliffhanger. Although I am fairly certain this is Karissa's new roommate, I am not sure what she will do to her. Let's see whether Karissa will be freed, or can merely hope Floria will be back in charge. Karissa doesn't seem to regret her behavior, so I think her predicament shouldn't be over yet. Keep it up!
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Thank you all again! Here comes the next part:
Part 9
Karissa recognized the voice. It was Camilla, the girl who Floria was moving in with, after all the arguments between Floria and Karissa. Oh my, that could mean either good news or bad news.
“Floria, are you here? You told me to come to help with … WHAT THE HECK?” Camilla found Karissa in the living room.
Camilla was a friend of both Karissa and Floria, but were very different from them. Camilla wasn’t as tall as the other two girls (her height was only 5’ 5 ½’’) and her black hair was straight and medium length, compared to Floria’s long curly hair and Karissa’s long and wavy. Also, Camilla wasn’t much into sports, she played soccer occasionally but didn’t train that much, she just played it casually. And last, Camilla’s beautiful cinnamon skin was also a contrast to Karissa and Floria’s white.
The main problem for Karissa was that Camilla had kind of taken Floria’s side, which of course meant no good news for her, and that was one of the reasons Floria had decided to move in with Camilla after being kicked out by Karissa. But even then, Camilla had tried to avoid getting caught in the middle of the arguments of her two taller friends. Karissa grunted again through her gag. This could go either way for her and she didn’t like her odds.
“Are you okay?” Camilla said looking at Karissa, visibly worried. “Floria? Are you here?”
Karissa again try to say that Floria was gone but Camilla just ignored her. She went to both bedrooms and the bathroom and returned to the living room. No sight of Floria of course.
Karissa tried to fight the anger generated by the fact that Floria had given a copy of the key of HER apartment to her new roommate. Who was she to give keys to people who didn’t even live there? She tried to angrily talk about her current situation but all that came out was muffled sounds.
“Hold on, let me get some scissors.” Camilla walked to the kitchen and came back with a couple of scissors and started cutting the tape holding the shoe to Karissa’s ankles and hands.
Then she carefully cut the tape wrapped around the shoe and removed it. Karissa took a deep breath, finally, of fresh air. Camilla cut the tape around Karissa’s mouth carefully, then untied the scarf and, with a disgusted face, removed the sock gag.
“Yuck, that was disgusting.” She said cleaning her hand with her t-shirt.
Karissa sighed and flexed her aching jaw. “What are you doing here?”
Camilla raised her eyebrows, expecting a ‘thank you’, but decided to ignore that. “So what happened? Who did this?” Of course, she knew the answer.
Karissa took a couple of deep breathes and shook her head. “Just your new roommate who is a total b*tch!”
“Floria?” Camilla asked. Karissa realized she may have made a mistake being still hogtied and insulting Floria but Camilla didn’t look mad at all. “Oh, so she actually did it. But did she just leave you alone?”
“She… wait, did you know what she had planned?” Karissa asked shocked. Did Camilla know about all of this?
“Well, yes, kind of. She never told me how long she was planning to keep you tied up this way and she definitely didn’t say anything about socks or shoes torture. That’s just disgusting.” Camilla, while she was ok with tie-up games, had a very strong opinion against using dirty stuff to play with or punish the ocasional victims. She wasn’t into that kind of things.
“It is! And that’s just not it.”
“What else did she do to you?” Camilla said crossing her arms in front of her.
“Well…” Karissa was quite embarrassed but Camilla decided to sit down on the floor and wasn’t moving a single muscle to untie any more bonds. “She tickled me. Wearing the gag! I could have suffocated.”
“Oh, that’s nasty!” Camilla said. Karissa couldn’t tell if she was concerned or shocked. Or maybe just surprised at what her friend had done. “And what else?”
“Mmm, she used me as a footstool and rubbed her putrid feet on my face.”
“Gross! I can’t believe she did that!” Camilla said. Floria and she had talked, briefly though, about Floria’s revenge, but using worn socks and putrid smelly shoes for… Camilla thought about it and winced. Also, that hogtied position seemed too strict to be left for God know how long. Camilla thought, maybe Karissa had suffered enough. After all, she was a friend to Floria but she was also Karissa’s friend.
“Is that all of it?” Camilla asked. Karissa decided not to tell about the spanking. It had been, by far, the most humiliating punishment.
“And she bought all of this with my own money. And she took my car! And she dragged me all over the floor which is covered in those chips, and crumbles…” Karissa practically shouted.
“And you think she was over the line.” Camilla said, visibly worried.
“She was! I mean, she is!” Karissa asked, still having some of the foul taste of the socks in her mouth. She was relieved that Camilla had come to her rescue. “What time is it? Why did you come here? And why do you have a key to my apartment?”
“I didn’t come to help her in torturing you, if that’s what you ask. I thought she would have some fun and then release you. Definitely not leaving you alone, it’s dangerous. No, Floria called me yesterday and gave me a key so I would come and help her moving out. It’s her last night since YOU kicked her out.” Camilla said seriously. “That wasn’t cool from you.”
“But she went totally extreme!”
Camilla nodded slightly “Yeah, I suppose one could said that. And for you asking what time is it… it’s 8:30.”
Only 30 minutes have passed since Floria left? Karissa sighed, she felt like it was hours. “Ok, so untie me! I have been like this for almost four hours!!”
“Four hours! Sucking on those… yuck, socks? And tied like that?” Camilla said. “I would be okay with the tying but… that’s just gross. Socks and shoes…”
“They are f*ckig gross! So untie me right now!” Karissa demanded again.
Camilla remained silent for a couple of seconds, looking at Karissa. Then she smiled.
“Mmm, I’m not sure.” Camilla said.
Part 9
Karissa recognized the voice. It was Camilla, the girl who Floria was moving in with, after all the arguments between Floria and Karissa. Oh my, that could mean either good news or bad news.
“Floria, are you here? You told me to come to help with … WHAT THE HECK?” Camilla found Karissa in the living room.
Camilla was a friend of both Karissa and Floria, but were very different from them. Camilla wasn’t as tall as the other two girls (her height was only 5’ 5 ½’’) and her black hair was straight and medium length, compared to Floria’s long curly hair and Karissa’s long and wavy. Also, Camilla wasn’t much into sports, she played soccer occasionally but didn’t train that much, she just played it casually. And last, Camilla’s beautiful cinnamon skin was also a contrast to Karissa and Floria’s white.
The main problem for Karissa was that Camilla had kind of taken Floria’s side, which of course meant no good news for her, and that was one of the reasons Floria had decided to move in with Camilla after being kicked out by Karissa. But even then, Camilla had tried to avoid getting caught in the middle of the arguments of her two taller friends. Karissa grunted again through her gag. This could go either way for her and she didn’t like her odds.
“Are you okay?” Camilla said looking at Karissa, visibly worried. “Floria? Are you here?”
Karissa again try to say that Floria was gone but Camilla just ignored her. She went to both bedrooms and the bathroom and returned to the living room. No sight of Floria of course.
Karissa tried to fight the anger generated by the fact that Floria had given a copy of the key of HER apartment to her new roommate. Who was she to give keys to people who didn’t even live there? She tried to angrily talk about her current situation but all that came out was muffled sounds.
“Hold on, let me get some scissors.” Camilla walked to the kitchen and came back with a couple of scissors and started cutting the tape holding the shoe to Karissa’s ankles and hands.
Then she carefully cut the tape wrapped around the shoe and removed it. Karissa took a deep breath, finally, of fresh air. Camilla cut the tape around Karissa’s mouth carefully, then untied the scarf and, with a disgusted face, removed the sock gag.
“Yuck, that was disgusting.” She said cleaning her hand with her t-shirt.
Karissa sighed and flexed her aching jaw. “What are you doing here?”
Camilla raised her eyebrows, expecting a ‘thank you’, but decided to ignore that. “So what happened? Who did this?” Of course, she knew the answer.
Karissa took a couple of deep breathes and shook her head. “Just your new roommate who is a total b*tch!”
“Floria?” Camilla asked. Karissa realized she may have made a mistake being still hogtied and insulting Floria but Camilla didn’t look mad at all. “Oh, so she actually did it. But did she just leave you alone?”
“She… wait, did you know what she had planned?” Karissa asked shocked. Did Camilla know about all of this?
“Well, yes, kind of. She never told me how long she was planning to keep you tied up this way and she definitely didn’t say anything about socks or shoes torture. That’s just disgusting.” Camilla, while she was ok with tie-up games, had a very strong opinion against using dirty stuff to play with or punish the ocasional victims. She wasn’t into that kind of things.
“It is! And that’s just not it.”
“What else did she do to you?” Camilla said crossing her arms in front of her.
“Well…” Karissa was quite embarrassed but Camilla decided to sit down on the floor and wasn’t moving a single muscle to untie any more bonds. “She tickled me. Wearing the gag! I could have suffocated.”
“Oh, that’s nasty!” Camilla said. Karissa couldn’t tell if she was concerned or shocked. Or maybe just surprised at what her friend had done. “And what else?”
“Mmm, she used me as a footstool and rubbed her putrid feet on my face.”
“Gross! I can’t believe she did that!” Camilla said. Floria and she had talked, briefly though, about Floria’s revenge, but using worn socks and putrid smelly shoes for… Camilla thought about it and winced. Also, that hogtied position seemed too strict to be left for God know how long. Camilla thought, maybe Karissa had suffered enough. After all, she was a friend to Floria but she was also Karissa’s friend.
“Is that all of it?” Camilla asked. Karissa decided not to tell about the spanking. It had been, by far, the most humiliating punishment.
“And she bought all of this with my own money. And she took my car! And she dragged me all over the floor which is covered in those chips, and crumbles…” Karissa practically shouted.
“And you think she was over the line.” Camilla said, visibly worried.
“She was! I mean, she is!” Karissa asked, still having some of the foul taste of the socks in her mouth. She was relieved that Camilla had come to her rescue. “What time is it? Why did you come here? And why do you have a key to my apartment?”
“I didn’t come to help her in torturing you, if that’s what you ask. I thought she would have some fun and then release you. Definitely not leaving you alone, it’s dangerous. No, Floria called me yesterday and gave me a key so I would come and help her moving out. It’s her last night since YOU kicked her out.” Camilla said seriously. “That wasn’t cool from you.”
“But she went totally extreme!”
Camilla nodded slightly “Yeah, I suppose one could said that. And for you asking what time is it… it’s 8:30.”
Only 30 minutes have passed since Floria left? Karissa sighed, she felt like it was hours. “Ok, so untie me! I have been like this for almost four hours!!”
“Four hours! Sucking on those… yuck, socks? And tied like that?” Camilla said. “I would be okay with the tying but… that’s just gross. Socks and shoes…”
“They are f*ckig gross! So untie me right now!” Karissa demanded again.
Camilla remained silent for a couple of seconds, looking at Karissa. Then she smiled.
“Mmm, I’m not sure.” Camilla said.
Nice part!
Karaissa's attitude still hasn't changed. So I doubt she will receive the mercy she desires.
Those cliffhangers you use are really well crafted. Good job!
Karaissa's attitude still hasn't changed. So I doubt she will receive the mercy she desires.
Those cliffhangers you use are really well crafted. Good job!
The Tangled Maiden completed
Bound to be Dared April 8
Spy Camp March 19
All My Stories On This Site
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Spy Camp March 19
All My Stories On This Site
Great update! Seeing Karissa suffer alone was fun, but then the maybe-not-rescue was a neat twist.
I can't wait to find out on whose side Camilla is. Her smile reveals she'll probably want a favour in return if she helps Karissa. But could also mean she'll want to play with her first. Or she has decided to only pretend to help her. Ah, so many possibilities to speculate about. It's interesting how much ideas come to mind, triggered by such a small detail like "Then she smiled". Well done.
I get the feeling Camilla would be better off, leaving Karissa tied up. If she frees her, she will be hell bent on revenge, and it could be nasty for Camilla !
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Thanks for all the comments! To be true, reading them made me change the way I was going with the story... and I love it! I hope you love it too.
Part 10
Karissa’s jaw dropped. “What do you mean you are not sure?”
“I just….” Camilla shrugged. “I’m not sure you have had enough punishment.”
Oh no, not again, Karissa thought. Camilla just laughed looking at Karissa’s expression. “Relax, I’m not as bad as Floria. I think you may have learnt your lesson, but I just want to be like really, really sure… And after that…”
“No!” Karissa shouted. “No, no f*cking way! I’ve been tied for too long. You let me go right now…”
“Don’t interrupt me. Here is what I propose to you.” Camilla said. “Let me finish your lesson for today. Don’t forget I’m Floria’s new roommate and because of that, I don’t approve a lot of things you have done. And now she is moving in with me, and I’m pretty sure we won’t have many of the problems you two had. But I don’t also approve Floria using dirty socks and dirty shoes to torture someone. And worse, leaving you alone with all of that. I think she has proven her point by now and I will talk to her when she returns.”
“So here is the deal. Allow me a just a couple of minutes to have some fun and then I will release you just after that.”
Karissa looked surprised. In one hand, she could be free before Floria returned but in the other hand, she couldn’t bear any more second of her restraints. “No, please, just untie me. I just…”
“Hey, hey, hey.” Camilla said smiling. “I don’t think you understand your current situation. I was asking you for… well, just to be polite. It’s not that you have any choice.” She grabbed the duct tape and cut three strips.
“No, wait! WAIMMMMPHHHHH” Karissa protested as Camilla slapped one duct tape strip over her mouth. And a second and a third one.
“There you go, it’s clear that you still have some things to learn. You won’t be treating people like garbage anymore. At least you are now saying ‘please’. That’s a start.” Camilla untied the hogtied rope and Karissa’s legs fell again on the floor. “See? I’m not as cruel as Floria. Just a nice gag with no socks and no hogtie.”
“But, I still have to punish you. Come on, stand up.”
With some effort and some help from Camilla, Karissa managed to stand up. It was really difficult having her ankles zip tied and secured with more rope, but it was a great feeling to not be laying on the floor anymore. Camilla helped Karissa to sit down on the couch and then she sat left to her. She grabbed Karissa’s torso and placed her face down over her knees.
“NMMPPHHH!” Karissa protested.
“Calm down. When this is over, you can think again about my proposition. But for now… you get to choose your own punishment. So what’s it going to be?”
“MMMPHH?” Karissa attempted to get off Camilla’s lap, but the smaller girl knew her way around restraints. She grabbed the rope tied around Karissa’s torso and firmly hold her captive.
“MMMPHHH!!” Karissa yelped as Camilla’s hand struck hard against her bottom.
“Stay still. The sooner you choose what you get, the sooner we can carry on.” Camilla said. “So, I’m giving two choices. You either get a spanking“ Camilla’s hand slapped Karissa’s bottom again making her jump “ or you get a tickling.” Her hand poked Karissa’s side making her squirm. “What’s your choice?”
Karissa sighed mortified. Neither sounded good to her. But maybe she should take Camilla’s offer, after all, there was at least a promise to let her go after that. She looked at the clock, now being able to see it from the couch. About an hour and twenty minutes left for basketball practice to end and Floria to return. She had to get free before that.
“Is it going to be the spanking?” Karissa shook her head. “Or maybe the tickling?” Karissa shook her head again.
“I don’t think you understand the position you are.” Camilla said. “Let’s try this again or I’ll just start with the spanking and then finish with the tickling. Grunt one time for the spanking, two times for the tickling. Ready?”
Karissa was about to shook her head when she stopped. Tickling was maybe the less uncomfortable of both options. And she could endure it better because the shoe wasn’t taped any more to her face, and her mouth, still sealed with tape, at least didn’t have any socks inside. And the tickling wouldn’t be that humiliating. Camilla was way shorter and two years younger than her, so a spanking would have felt like being spanked by a little kid. She grunted two times.
“Tickling it is.” Camilla said gleefully. “Are you ready?”
As soon as the tickling started, Karissa knew she had made a mistake. Camilla tickled first Karissa’s ribs. The problem was that Camilla had smaller hands than Floria, so that meant she was able to reach Karissa’s most ticklish spots, better than her previous captor.
“MMMMPHHH!! MMPHHH!!”
“Oh, just be quite, Kari. Remember, you chose your own torture.” Camilla said singing. “Enjoy!”
Karissa struggled by instinct, but being held in Camilla’s lap, there was not much room. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her eyes started watering, as she desperately tried to escape from Camilla’s tickling torture. Floria’s treatment had been a walk in the park compared to what Camilla was doing, her fingers and nails attacking ruthlessly her armpits and sides. Camilla’s tickling torture was way more effective than Floria’s, getting exactly what she wanted. She clearly was a better specialist at this than Floria.
It wasn’t long before Karissa started asking for mercy through her gag.
“Pmmmpph!! PMMPHHH!”
“I can’t hear you.” Camilla sang again. “Are you pleading me to stop your tickling?”
“YMMMPHH! YYMMPHH PMHHHH!!” Karissa nodded vigorously, pleading at Camila while her fingers were still attacking her armpits, which were left by Floria because her fingers couldn’t reach them. But Camilla’s smaller ones could. “PLMMMPHH!”
Camilla smiled and ended the punishment with a couple of firm smacks on Karissa’s bum. Karissa didn’t even protest and just sighed relieved as Camilla gently placed her body on the floor and grabbed the scissors.
“So, can we now say you finally learned your lesson?” Camilla said. Karissa, recovering her breath, nodded slowly.
“Good. Now will you stop being such a jerk and start treating your friends and roommates better?” Karissa nodded again.
“And finally, will you not seek revenge on me?” Karissa hesitated for a second but quickly nodded again. At this point, she just wanted out. She didn’t even care about the dirty floor or the fact that her car and some of her money had been taken by Floria. Revenge could come later, but first she wanted to be released.
“Ok then.” Camilla said and started cutting the bonds.
The first to be gone was the tape around her wrists and ankles. Then, with some difficult, the ankle ropes and the zip ties holding them ankles together. Then the ropes around her legs and then her torso. Camilla left the ropes tying the hands for the last. Karissa forced herself to remain still during the slow process of getting untied.
Once her hands were freed, Karissa stood up and removed her tape gag.
“Ouch.” Karissa said. Camilla looked at her. “Uhm… Thank you.” The shorter girl just smiled.
“Sorry for that, but that was necessary.” Camilla said.
After more than four hours, Karissa was finally free. She started thinking. And the thought of payback entered her mind. She was still sore and tired from being tickled for too long and tied up for even longer, but Camilla was shorter. And maybe she could overpower her, even as exhausted as she was now. And then she could go for Floria. She looked at the clock. 15 minutes left for basketball practice to finish.
She was still pondering her options when Camilla turned around and started gathering all the rope and duct tape.
“What… what are you doing?” Karissa asked confused.
“I want to be ready when Floria comes back.” Camilla responded.
Part 10
Karissa’s jaw dropped. “What do you mean you are not sure?”
“I just….” Camilla shrugged. “I’m not sure you have had enough punishment.”
Oh no, not again, Karissa thought. Camilla just laughed looking at Karissa’s expression. “Relax, I’m not as bad as Floria. I think you may have learnt your lesson, but I just want to be like really, really sure… And after that…”
“No!” Karissa shouted. “No, no f*cking way! I’ve been tied for too long. You let me go right now…”
“Don’t interrupt me. Here is what I propose to you.” Camilla said. “Let me finish your lesson for today. Don’t forget I’m Floria’s new roommate and because of that, I don’t approve a lot of things you have done. And now she is moving in with me, and I’m pretty sure we won’t have many of the problems you two had. But I don’t also approve Floria using dirty socks and dirty shoes to torture someone. And worse, leaving you alone with all of that. I think she has proven her point by now and I will talk to her when she returns.”
“So here is the deal. Allow me a just a couple of minutes to have some fun and then I will release you just after that.”
Karissa looked surprised. In one hand, she could be free before Floria returned but in the other hand, she couldn’t bear any more second of her restraints. “No, please, just untie me. I just…”
“Hey, hey, hey.” Camilla said smiling. “I don’t think you understand your current situation. I was asking you for… well, just to be polite. It’s not that you have any choice.” She grabbed the duct tape and cut three strips.
“No, wait! WAIMMMMPHHHHH” Karissa protested as Camilla slapped one duct tape strip over her mouth. And a second and a third one.
“There you go, it’s clear that you still have some things to learn. You won’t be treating people like garbage anymore. At least you are now saying ‘please’. That’s a start.” Camilla untied the hogtied rope and Karissa’s legs fell again on the floor. “See? I’m not as cruel as Floria. Just a nice gag with no socks and no hogtie.”
“But, I still have to punish you. Come on, stand up.”
With some effort and some help from Camilla, Karissa managed to stand up. It was really difficult having her ankles zip tied and secured with more rope, but it was a great feeling to not be laying on the floor anymore. Camilla helped Karissa to sit down on the couch and then she sat left to her. She grabbed Karissa’s torso and placed her face down over her knees.
“NMMPPHHH!” Karissa protested.
“Calm down. When this is over, you can think again about my proposition. But for now… you get to choose your own punishment. So what’s it going to be?”
“MMMPHH?” Karissa attempted to get off Camilla’s lap, but the smaller girl knew her way around restraints. She grabbed the rope tied around Karissa’s torso and firmly hold her captive.
“MMMPHHH!!” Karissa yelped as Camilla’s hand struck hard against her bottom.
“Stay still. The sooner you choose what you get, the sooner we can carry on.” Camilla said. “So, I’m giving two choices. You either get a spanking“ Camilla’s hand slapped Karissa’s bottom again making her jump “ or you get a tickling.” Her hand poked Karissa’s side making her squirm. “What’s your choice?”
Karissa sighed mortified. Neither sounded good to her. But maybe she should take Camilla’s offer, after all, there was at least a promise to let her go after that. She looked at the clock, now being able to see it from the couch. About an hour and twenty minutes left for basketball practice to end and Floria to return. She had to get free before that.
“Is it going to be the spanking?” Karissa shook her head. “Or maybe the tickling?” Karissa shook her head again.
“I don’t think you understand the position you are.” Camilla said. “Let’s try this again or I’ll just start with the spanking and then finish with the tickling. Grunt one time for the spanking, two times for the tickling. Ready?”
Karissa was about to shook her head when she stopped. Tickling was maybe the less uncomfortable of both options. And she could endure it better because the shoe wasn’t taped any more to her face, and her mouth, still sealed with tape, at least didn’t have any socks inside. And the tickling wouldn’t be that humiliating. Camilla was way shorter and two years younger than her, so a spanking would have felt like being spanked by a little kid. She grunted two times.
“Tickling it is.” Camilla said gleefully. “Are you ready?”
As soon as the tickling started, Karissa knew she had made a mistake. Camilla tickled first Karissa’s ribs. The problem was that Camilla had smaller hands than Floria, so that meant she was able to reach Karissa’s most ticklish spots, better than her previous captor.
“MMMMPHHH!! MMPHHH!!”
“Oh, just be quite, Kari. Remember, you chose your own torture.” Camilla said singing. “Enjoy!”
Karissa struggled by instinct, but being held in Camilla’s lap, there was not much room. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her eyes started watering, as she desperately tried to escape from Camilla’s tickling torture. Floria’s treatment had been a walk in the park compared to what Camilla was doing, her fingers and nails attacking ruthlessly her armpits and sides. Camilla’s tickling torture was way more effective than Floria’s, getting exactly what she wanted. She clearly was a better specialist at this than Floria.
It wasn’t long before Karissa started asking for mercy through her gag.
“Pmmmpph!! PMMPHHH!”
“I can’t hear you.” Camilla sang again. “Are you pleading me to stop your tickling?”
“YMMMPHH! YYMMPHH PMHHHH!!” Karissa nodded vigorously, pleading at Camila while her fingers were still attacking her armpits, which were left by Floria because her fingers couldn’t reach them. But Camilla’s smaller ones could. “PLMMMPHH!”
Camilla smiled and ended the punishment with a couple of firm smacks on Karissa’s bum. Karissa didn’t even protest and just sighed relieved as Camilla gently placed her body on the floor and grabbed the scissors.
“So, can we now say you finally learned your lesson?” Camilla said. Karissa, recovering her breath, nodded slowly.
“Good. Now will you stop being such a jerk and start treating your friends and roommates better?” Karissa nodded again.
“And finally, will you not seek revenge on me?” Karissa hesitated for a second but quickly nodded again. At this point, she just wanted out. She didn’t even care about the dirty floor or the fact that her car and some of her money had been taken by Floria. Revenge could come later, but first she wanted to be released.
“Ok then.” Camilla said and started cutting the bonds.
The first to be gone was the tape around her wrists and ankles. Then, with some difficult, the ankle ropes and the zip ties holding them ankles together. Then the ropes around her legs and then her torso. Camilla left the ropes tying the hands for the last. Karissa forced herself to remain still during the slow process of getting untied.
Once her hands were freed, Karissa stood up and removed her tape gag.
“Ouch.” Karissa said. Camilla looked at her. “Uhm… Thank you.” The shorter girl just smiled.
“Sorry for that, but that was necessary.” Camilla said.
After more than four hours, Karissa was finally free. She started thinking. And the thought of payback entered her mind. She was still sore and tired from being tickled for too long and tied up for even longer, but Camilla was shorter. And maybe she could overpower her, even as exhausted as she was now. And then she could go for Floria. She looked at the clock. 15 minutes left for basketball practice to finish.
She was still pondering her options when Camilla turned around and started gathering all the rope and duct tape.
“What… what are you doing?” Karissa asked confused.
“I want to be ready when Floria comes back.” Camilla responded.
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Another great chapter, can't wait to read more!
I like how Camilla played with her.
Yeah, I think it's time that Floria should be taught a lesson about what is okay and what's going too far.
Yeah, I think it's time that Floria should be taught a lesson about what is okay and what's going too far.
Another good chapter, when Floria gets home, there is going to be fireworks !
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Thank you for your replies!
Now, let's see what happens when Floria returns home hehe
Part 11
Floria was driving Karissa’s car back to Karissa’s place. She looked at the radio clock. 10:15 PM. That meant Karissa had been spending almost six hours of being tied up, gagged with dirty socks and forced to lay on a dirty floor in her own apartment. Maybe she had enough and maybe she learnt her lesson. And maybe not.
Basketball practice had not been that good. Of course, her mind hadn’t been there, but at her soon to be ex-apartment, where Karissa had been left waiting for her to return and free her. It was obvious also for her teammates who found it weird since Floria was one of the best players and normally she wasn’t so distracted. But, no problem about it. She had had the perfect way to compensate with her basketball friends for a lousy practice: with Karissa’s money, she had bought rehydrating drinks for each of her friends.
It had been fun, Floria thought, but now back to work, so to speak.
She parked the car. She hadn't showered at the campus, she wanted to safe her sweating feet for more torture. And the socks… she had borrowed Karissa’s white ankles socks. Karissa’s current gag could have lost its flavor, Floria thought, and her current socks, after two hours of basketball practice, were going to be perfect for the job.
She got into the elevator. She went for the apartment door when it suddenly opened.
“Hi, Floria!” her friend Camilla greeted her.
“Hey, Cami?” Floria asked confused. “Oh, right! You were going to come here to help me with the move. I totally forgot. I hope you…”
“Let’s get to the kitchen, please. We need to talk.” Camilla said, walking into the apartment.
Floria sighed. Camilla had arrived before her and of course she had found Karissa hogtied and gagged. She knew Camilla disapproved the use of dirty stuff to punish someone, even someone who had behaved like Karissa did. They had have previous tie-up experience, so maybe she wasn’t mad at all, just disappointed. Her worse fear was that Karissa was freed.
She tried to go to the living room but Camilla grabbed her arm. “Don’t worry.” She smiled. “Karissa is still here. I just want to talk for a couple of seconds.”
Floria could hear the TV as loud as she had left it. A little moan was heard. Nothing to worry, Floria thought, Camilla had left Karissa there and maybe wanted to talk her to convince to remove the smell and taste torture.
“So, you did it!” Camilla said. She sounded kind of excited. Floria sighed relieved.
“Yes, I mean… yes, I did it. I got back at the b*tch.” Floria laughed. “To be honest, when I found you here, I thought you had helped her.”
“Why would you think that? You know I support you.” Camilla said.
“Yes, but… did you see the shoe taped on her nose.” Floria asked, pointing towards the living room.
“I did. And I bet there is something not clean inside her mouth, right?” Camilla said. “I mean, Karissa has always had those cute plump cheeks, but the way I saw her… what did you put in her mouth?”
“Promise me you won’t get mad.” Floria said, but Camilla simply replied with a ‘tell me’. “It’s a mix between my socks and her dirty running socks.”
“Floria! Oh my God, that’s totally gross!” Camilla responded.
“Oh, come on, you know everything I went through with her in the last couple of months.” Floria replied. “I think I’m allowed to torture her so she can learn her lesson.”
“That’s not… that…” Camilla said, her face making an expression like she had just bit a sour lemon. “I mean, it’s gross, it’s disgusting, it’s just… I’m ok with your revenge, but if you want me to help you with your move, you need to stop it right now.”
“Sorry, Cami.” Floria said. “It’s just something I need to do. Look at it this way.” She gently grabbed her friend’s hand. “Just this night and I promise I won’t gag Karissa again with my dirty socks. Or any dirty socks.”
“No, this has to stop. I mean it.” Camilla said sternly taking back her hand. Floria thought it was a funny sight. Her being way taller than her best friend. She thought Camilla was trying to look threatening for some reason. She perfectly knew the socks and shoes issue wouldn’t be a deal breaker for them moving it together. Besides, even if Camilla was decided to attack her, she would totally able to subdue her smaller friend. She decided to stand her ground.
“Sorry, honey. Won’t do.” Floria shrugged.
“So you are not regretting anything? Nor the socks stuffed in her mouth, nor the shoe taped to her face… Not even the fact that you left her all alone in here?” Camilla asked.
“Why would I regret that? She has behaved like a complete jerk. And she is getting what she deserves.” Floria said, louder than normal tone. Camilla raised her eyebrows. “I’m putting my foot down. Karissa stays that way until I decide to free her.”
“And when is that going to be?” Camilla asked, her arms crossed in front of her.
“Mmm, I don’t know, once we have placed everything in my car. Maybe we could leave a knife or scissors at range and she can untie herself… I don’t know.” Floria knew, there was no way she would release Karissa with the minimum possibility that Karissa could retaliate immediately.
Camilla tapped the kitchen window three times. “That’s all I need to hear, I guess.”
Floria looked confused. “Cami, I know you don’t approve what I’ve done but now, please, can we talk about the move?" Camilla just rolled her eyes and made a gesture with her hand like saying 'come on'. Floria thought it meant for her to continue. "Ok, do you want to do it now or do you prefer to come early tomorrow?”
“Oh, I think” Camilla raised her eyebrows, smiling slightly “there is something I really want to do like right now.”
“What’s that?” Floria asked. Not noticing the kitchen door being opened.
“This!” Floria heard Karissa’s voice right behind her.
Now, let's see what happens when Floria returns home hehe
Part 11
Floria was driving Karissa’s car back to Karissa’s place. She looked at the radio clock. 10:15 PM. That meant Karissa had been spending almost six hours of being tied up, gagged with dirty socks and forced to lay on a dirty floor in her own apartment. Maybe she had enough and maybe she learnt her lesson. And maybe not.
Basketball practice had not been that good. Of course, her mind hadn’t been there, but at her soon to be ex-apartment, where Karissa had been left waiting for her to return and free her. It was obvious also for her teammates who found it weird since Floria was one of the best players and normally she wasn’t so distracted. But, no problem about it. She had had the perfect way to compensate with her basketball friends for a lousy practice: with Karissa’s money, she had bought rehydrating drinks for each of her friends.
It had been fun, Floria thought, but now back to work, so to speak.
She parked the car. She hadn't showered at the campus, she wanted to safe her sweating feet for more torture. And the socks… she had borrowed Karissa’s white ankles socks. Karissa’s current gag could have lost its flavor, Floria thought, and her current socks, after two hours of basketball practice, were going to be perfect for the job.
She got into the elevator. She went for the apartment door when it suddenly opened.
“Hi, Floria!” her friend Camilla greeted her.
“Hey, Cami?” Floria asked confused. “Oh, right! You were going to come here to help me with the move. I totally forgot. I hope you…”
“Let’s get to the kitchen, please. We need to talk.” Camilla said, walking into the apartment.
Floria sighed. Camilla had arrived before her and of course she had found Karissa hogtied and gagged. She knew Camilla disapproved the use of dirty stuff to punish someone, even someone who had behaved like Karissa did. They had have previous tie-up experience, so maybe she wasn’t mad at all, just disappointed. Her worse fear was that Karissa was freed.
She tried to go to the living room but Camilla grabbed her arm. “Don’t worry.” She smiled. “Karissa is still here. I just want to talk for a couple of seconds.”
Floria could hear the TV as loud as she had left it. A little moan was heard. Nothing to worry, Floria thought, Camilla had left Karissa there and maybe wanted to talk her to convince to remove the smell and taste torture.
“So, you did it!” Camilla said. She sounded kind of excited. Floria sighed relieved.
“Yes, I mean… yes, I did it. I got back at the b*tch.” Floria laughed. “To be honest, when I found you here, I thought you had helped her.”
“Why would you think that? You know I support you.” Camilla said.
“Yes, but… did you see the shoe taped on her nose.” Floria asked, pointing towards the living room.
“I did. And I bet there is something not clean inside her mouth, right?” Camilla said. “I mean, Karissa has always had those cute plump cheeks, but the way I saw her… what did you put in her mouth?”
“Promise me you won’t get mad.” Floria said, but Camilla simply replied with a ‘tell me’. “It’s a mix between my socks and her dirty running socks.”
“Floria! Oh my God, that’s totally gross!” Camilla responded.
“Oh, come on, you know everything I went through with her in the last couple of months.” Floria replied. “I think I’m allowed to torture her so she can learn her lesson.”
“That’s not… that…” Camilla said, her face making an expression like she had just bit a sour lemon. “I mean, it’s gross, it’s disgusting, it’s just… I’m ok with your revenge, but if you want me to help you with your move, you need to stop it right now.”
“Sorry, Cami.” Floria said. “It’s just something I need to do. Look at it this way.” She gently grabbed her friend’s hand. “Just this night and I promise I won’t gag Karissa again with my dirty socks. Or any dirty socks.”
“No, this has to stop. I mean it.” Camilla said sternly taking back her hand. Floria thought it was a funny sight. Her being way taller than her best friend. She thought Camilla was trying to look threatening for some reason. She perfectly knew the socks and shoes issue wouldn’t be a deal breaker for them moving it together. Besides, even if Camilla was decided to attack her, she would totally able to subdue her smaller friend. She decided to stand her ground.
“Sorry, honey. Won’t do.” Floria shrugged.
“So you are not regretting anything? Nor the socks stuffed in her mouth, nor the shoe taped to her face… Not even the fact that you left her all alone in here?” Camilla asked.
“Why would I regret that? She has behaved like a complete jerk. And she is getting what she deserves.” Floria said, louder than normal tone. Camilla raised her eyebrows. “I’m putting my foot down. Karissa stays that way until I decide to free her.”
“And when is that going to be?” Camilla asked, her arms crossed in front of her.
“Mmm, I don’t know, once we have placed everything in my car. Maybe we could leave a knife or scissors at range and she can untie herself… I don’t know.” Floria knew, there was no way she would release Karissa with the minimum possibility that Karissa could retaliate immediately.
Camilla tapped the kitchen window three times. “That’s all I need to hear, I guess.”
Floria looked confused. “Cami, I know you don’t approve what I’ve done but now, please, can we talk about the move?" Camilla just rolled her eyes and made a gesture with her hand like saying 'come on'. Floria thought it meant for her to continue. "Ok, do you want to do it now or do you prefer to come early tomorrow?”
“Oh, I think” Camilla raised her eyebrows, smiling slightly “there is something I really want to do like right now.”
“What’s that?” Floria asked. Not noticing the kitchen door being opened.
“This!” Floria heard Karissa’s voice right behind her.
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Oh boy, I like how it turns out. Good thing that Floria insisted on the nasty gag, that should make it easier for the girls to morally justify a harsh revenge.
I bet this night is far from over for Floria. Camilla should control Karissa a bit, otherwise it might go seriously wrong.
So Camilla makes sure both girls get their appropriate punishments. She'll get all the fun by choosing the side of whoever is in charge. Sneaky. I don't say Karissa doesn't deserve her revenge, but I hope she doesn't forget Camilla tickle tortured her too. Let's see how this ends.
So Camilla makes sure both girls get their appropriate punishments. She'll get all the fun by choosing the side of whoever is in charge. Sneaky. I don't say Karissa doesn't deserve her revenge, but I hope she doesn't forget Camilla tickle tortured her too. Let's see how this ends.
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I think Floria is going to be punished by Karissa, Camilla might even help 
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Part 12
Karissa’s right hand was clamped against Floria while her left arm was wrapped around her body. Too shocked to react, Floria felt her body falling to the kitchen floor with the weight of her ex captive on her back. She felt her arms being pulled behind her back and tape being wrapped around her wrists.
“What the… what the heck is happening?” Floria screamed, her mouth now free as both of Karissa’s hands were securing her hands behind her. “Whmppppppph!!”
Camilla quickly kneeled in front of her friend and put her hand tightly against her mouth. Floria attempted to shout, most of all, to ask what the hell was happening.
“There, there, it’s ok.” Camilla said, patting Floria’s head with her other hand.
“MMMPHHH?” Floria looked at Camilla demanding with her eyes what was going on.
“Oh, glad you ask.” Camilla said, still pressing her hand against her friend’s mouth. “While I actually support you and your revenge against Karissa for her being a bad roommate, I don’t agree with the use of socks and shoes and anything that is just…” she made a disgusted gesture with her nose and lips. “Just… don’t. It’s disgusting. Period.”
“MMMMPPH!!” Floria protested, trying to struggle as Karissa wrapped two rounds of tape around her forearms and torso, pinning her arms to her body. A bad roommate? That was one way to say it. Although, it didn’t quite cover it all. Karissa had been like the worst roommate ever! And she did deserve each bit of her punishment, as cruel as it was!
But apparently, Camilla didn't think it that way. “So, this is going to be the lesson for you. You are going to stay tied up for a while and think about how you crossed the line in your revenge crusade.” Camilla said.
“MMMPHH!!” Floria protested louder and started to kick her legs desperately. No way she was going to allow herself become Karissa’s prisoner. Maybe Camilla could protect her against socks being used as a gag, or feet rubbed over her, but she knew Karissa would find a way to get her payback. Her protests were suddenly silenced when Camilla’s free hand pinched her nose shut.
She struggled madly trying to get some air. But Camilla was totally controlling her breathing. After some seconds, Camilla released her grip on the nose, her other hand still clamped over Floria’s lips. Trying to recover, she remained still. Karissa took opportunity and started taping her ankles together.
Two more times it happened again. Floria recovered her strength and struggled, attempting to prevent any more restraints, just to find her nose shut, released and she having to stay calm until her energy came back. And those moments she was still were used by Karissa to tape her thighs as well.
Karissa looked at her new captive in an evil way. She smiled contemplating her ex friend, her ex roommate, ex captor who just a few hours ago had tied her up and torture her and tormented her, now bound at her mercy. Floria’s eyes looked her back, in a mix of fear and anger.
“Now, for the final touch.” Karissa said removing Floria’s shoes and socks.
“Nmmmpphhh!” Floria protested, seeing what was coming now. She tried to kick her feet but Karissa immobilized her legs by holding the tape around her ankles. “NNMMMPHH!!” She couldn’t stop it. Her ankles and socks were removed.
“No!” Camilla said, while Karissa was balling the socks. She attempted to protest but Camilla interrupted her. “We discussed it and it’s a no. Just the duct tape will be fine.”
“Oh, come one. You heard her. She is not sorry about what she did. But I am.” Karissa said, still holding the balled socks. “So I think I deserve this and to be honest, she deserves it too.”
“NMMMMPHH!! CMMMPHH!!” Floria attempted to shout at the girl gagging her. No way those socks were coming into her mouth
Camilla thought for a second. The mere idea of stuffing a dirty sock into anyone’s mouth was horrible to her. But on the other hand, Floria was too loud. Maybe with some tape she would be quiet, but not quiet enough. And Karissa was right: Floria hadn’t shown any regret about stuff.
“Alright.” Camilla said. Floria’s eyes popped. She couldn’t believe it. Karissa almost jumped celebrating when Camilla stopped. “But… just the one. It’s disgusting already.”
“NMMMPHH!! MMMPHH!!” Floria protested as Karissa discarded one of the socks and slowly approached her.
“Open up.” Karissa said singing as Camilla rolled Floria onto her side.
Camilla placed herself now behind Floria and released her hand. Floria kept her mouth shut. Or at least she tried. Both Camilla and Karissa looked at each other and nodded. They were prepared for this. Although, what they had discussed was about a clean sock being stuffed, but it would work anyway. Synchronized, Camilla pinched Floria’s nose just as Karissa’s left hand poked her stomach and sides, tickling her just a bit, but enough for her to open her mouth to laugh.
“WAIT!! CAMILLA, YOU MMMPPPHH!!!” Floria shouted at her friend but her mouth was stuffed by the sock she had worn for two hours of basketball practice! Luckily for her, the socks she had borrowed were kind of footies, they were small and one wouldn’t bulge a lot in her mouth. But it didn’t help with the humiliation.
Camilla pinched her nose shut again and with his other hand, grabbed Floria’s jaw and pressed it. Those small fingers being strong as a steel trap, Floria was forced to stay still and with her mouth shut while a duct tape strip was slapped over her mouth. And a second. And a third. Each one pressed tightly against her lips, each one pressed against her with a little more force than necessary. She closed her eyes shut, but still she could see Karissa’s evil smile, gagging her, waiting for revenge.
She opened her eyes to see, indeed, a smiling Karissa. Camilla kissed the top her head. “There, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Camilla gently placed her head on the floor and stood up.
“Mmmphhh!” Floria protested and tested her binds. At least she was wearing her light blue yoga pants, so the tape around her legs wasn't sticked to her skin. But the tape held as tightly as Karissa's restraints just a few hours ago.
She raised her head and glared at her two captors furiously. What was in store for her now?
“MMMPHHH!!”
Part 12
Karissa’s right hand was clamped against Floria while her left arm was wrapped around her body. Too shocked to react, Floria felt her body falling to the kitchen floor with the weight of her ex captive on her back. She felt her arms being pulled behind her back and tape being wrapped around her wrists.
“What the… what the heck is happening?” Floria screamed, her mouth now free as both of Karissa’s hands were securing her hands behind her. “Whmppppppph!!”
Camilla quickly kneeled in front of her friend and put her hand tightly against her mouth. Floria attempted to shout, most of all, to ask what the hell was happening.
“There, there, it’s ok.” Camilla said, patting Floria’s head with her other hand.
“MMMPHHH?” Floria looked at Camilla demanding with her eyes what was going on.
“Oh, glad you ask.” Camilla said, still pressing her hand against her friend’s mouth. “While I actually support you and your revenge against Karissa for her being a bad roommate, I don’t agree with the use of socks and shoes and anything that is just…” she made a disgusted gesture with her nose and lips. “Just… don’t. It’s disgusting. Period.”
“MMMMPPH!!” Floria protested, trying to struggle as Karissa wrapped two rounds of tape around her forearms and torso, pinning her arms to her body. A bad roommate? That was one way to say it. Although, it didn’t quite cover it all. Karissa had been like the worst roommate ever! And she did deserve each bit of her punishment, as cruel as it was!
But apparently, Camilla didn't think it that way. “So, this is going to be the lesson for you. You are going to stay tied up for a while and think about how you crossed the line in your revenge crusade.” Camilla said.
“MMMPHH!!” Floria protested louder and started to kick her legs desperately. No way she was going to allow herself become Karissa’s prisoner. Maybe Camilla could protect her against socks being used as a gag, or feet rubbed over her, but she knew Karissa would find a way to get her payback. Her protests were suddenly silenced when Camilla’s free hand pinched her nose shut.
She struggled madly trying to get some air. But Camilla was totally controlling her breathing. After some seconds, Camilla released her grip on the nose, her other hand still clamped over Floria’s lips. Trying to recover, she remained still. Karissa took opportunity and started taping her ankles together.
Two more times it happened again. Floria recovered her strength and struggled, attempting to prevent any more restraints, just to find her nose shut, released and she having to stay calm until her energy came back. And those moments she was still were used by Karissa to tape her thighs as well.
Karissa looked at her new captive in an evil way. She smiled contemplating her ex friend, her ex roommate, ex captor who just a few hours ago had tied her up and torture her and tormented her, now bound at her mercy. Floria’s eyes looked her back, in a mix of fear and anger.
“Now, for the final touch.” Karissa said removing Floria’s shoes and socks.
“Nmmmpphhh!” Floria protested, seeing what was coming now. She tried to kick her feet but Karissa immobilized her legs by holding the tape around her ankles. “NNMMMPHH!!” She couldn’t stop it. Her ankles and socks were removed.
“No!” Camilla said, while Karissa was balling the socks. She attempted to protest but Camilla interrupted her. “We discussed it and it’s a no. Just the duct tape will be fine.”
“Oh, come one. You heard her. She is not sorry about what she did. But I am.” Karissa said, still holding the balled socks. “So I think I deserve this and to be honest, she deserves it too.”
“NMMMMPHH!! CMMMPHH!!” Floria attempted to shout at the girl gagging her. No way those socks were coming into her mouth
Camilla thought for a second. The mere idea of stuffing a dirty sock into anyone’s mouth was horrible to her. But on the other hand, Floria was too loud. Maybe with some tape she would be quiet, but not quiet enough. And Karissa was right: Floria hadn’t shown any regret about stuff.
“Alright.” Camilla said. Floria’s eyes popped. She couldn’t believe it. Karissa almost jumped celebrating when Camilla stopped. “But… just the one. It’s disgusting already.”
“NMMMPHH!! MMMPHH!!” Floria protested as Karissa discarded one of the socks and slowly approached her.
“Open up.” Karissa said singing as Camilla rolled Floria onto her side.
Camilla placed herself now behind Floria and released her hand. Floria kept her mouth shut. Or at least she tried. Both Camilla and Karissa looked at each other and nodded. They were prepared for this. Although, what they had discussed was about a clean sock being stuffed, but it would work anyway. Synchronized, Camilla pinched Floria’s nose just as Karissa’s left hand poked her stomach and sides, tickling her just a bit, but enough for her to open her mouth to laugh.
“WAIT!! CAMILLA, YOU MMMPPPHH!!!” Floria shouted at her friend but her mouth was stuffed by the sock she had worn for two hours of basketball practice! Luckily for her, the socks she had borrowed were kind of footies, they were small and one wouldn’t bulge a lot in her mouth. But it didn’t help with the humiliation.
Camilla pinched her nose shut again and with his other hand, grabbed Floria’s jaw and pressed it. Those small fingers being strong as a steel trap, Floria was forced to stay still and with her mouth shut while a duct tape strip was slapped over her mouth. And a second. And a third. Each one pressed tightly against her lips, each one pressed against her with a little more force than necessary. She closed her eyes shut, but still she could see Karissa’s evil smile, gagging her, waiting for revenge.
She opened her eyes to see, indeed, a smiling Karissa. Camilla kissed the top her head. “There, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Camilla gently placed her head on the floor and stood up.
“Mmmphhh!” Floria protested and tested her binds. At least she was wearing her light blue yoga pants, so the tape around her legs wasn't sticked to her skin. But the tape held as tightly as Karissa's restraints just a few hours ago.
She raised her head and glared at her two captors furiously. What was in store for her now?
“MMMPHHH!!”
As always well written. I love how you described the interactions and enriched these with the dialogues. It all feels like a seamless progression. Like a perfect flow.
Like Floria, I wonder what's in store for her now...
Like Floria, I wonder what's in store for her now...
Good chapter, I expect Karissa will want to torture Floria, for revenge
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Great story!
Absolutely superb, I love finding a good tickle story. Would love to see some more tied toes, baby oil on the soles, and hairbrushes for tickling.
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Hi guys, thanks for all the replies.
Part 13
“So, sweetie.” Karissa said, accentuating the ‘sweetie’ part. “How does it feel to be the one tied and gagged, uh?”
“Please,” Camilla interrupted raising her hand. “Let me do the talking.” She knelt in front of Floria.
“Mmmphhh.” Floria grunted at Camilla.
“I know, you are upset.” Camilla said placing her hand on Floria’s shoulder. “But your revenge were going too far away. You can’t put socks in people’s mouth, you can’t put shoes in people’s nose and you definitely can’t leave people tied up on their own.”
“MMMPHH!!” Floria protested. You can’t put socks in people’s mouth? And what exactly had Camilla allowed to happen? “FMMPHH YMMPH!”
Camilla raised her eyebrows and shook her head in disapproval. “So now you are going to calm down and think about what you’ve done.” Floria attempted to sit up, but Camilla grabbed her and slowly put her back down on the floor. Floria grunted. “There, there, don’t worry.” Camilla patted her head again. “I’ve talked to Karissa and trust me, she has learned her lesson. Now it’s time for you to learn yours. And don’t worry, I won’t let her do any harm.”
Floria looked Camilla in disbelief. Judging by Karissa’s expression, despite her evil grin, it was clear that this was not her idea of payback. Not just this at least.
“Let’s take you to the living room where you can be more comfortable.” Camilla said. Both Karissa and she picked up Floria and started carrying her to the living room, Karissa holding her upper body and Camilla holding her legs. Floria remained still, visibly furious but knowing that any struggles could make her fall on the floor hard.
Both girls placed gently Floria exactly were Karissa had been lying tied up and gagged a few hours ago. The place was just like the now captive basketball player had left Karissa before she went for her training session. Chips still dropped on the floor, her bag, filled with the remaining ropes and duct tape, still there, Karissa’s discarded shoes were there too, and now four ball of socks, the ones who had been gagging Karissa, also on the floor.
Floria started to struggle after she was placed on the floor. She tried kicking her legs, rubbing her wrists against each other, even just flopping on the floor like a fish out of the water. Nothing, not a single restraint gave in. Karissa and Camilla watched her for a couple of minutes. Floria shouted through her gag, demanding her release.
“MMMMPHHH!!”
“I don’t think she’s restrained enough.” Karissa said, still smiling. That evil smile hadn’t disappeared from her face since her revenge had begun. She grabbed the duct tape as both girls kneeled next to Floria. Floria could only protest at what was about to come.
While Camilla hold Floria’s torso, Karissa started wrapping duct tape around it. Floria attempted to struggle, but as soon as she started, Camilla whispered in her ear. “Don’t do that, Florie, or it will be worse.” Ten rounds of duct tape were wrapped around her torso. Then both captors move to her legs, wrapping as much tape around her thighs, knees and calves.
Once finished, Camilla and Karissa looked at Floria. She started to struggle again, but her movements had been severely reduced.
“So, what do we do now?” Karissa asked, standing up. Camilla remained kneeling on the floor looking at her trussed friend.
“What do you mean?” Camilla raised her head to look at Karissa. “We look after her for a while.”
“I mean, what about her moving out.” Karissa said. “My new roommate is moving in tomorrow morning. And she” Karissa pointed at Floria, who grunted and struggled violently “hasn’t taken out any of her stuff.”
“What do you suggest?” Camilla asked. “That we pick up her things and move it to her car?”
“Well… yeah!” Karissa said. “But I think someone should stay and look after dear Floria. We can take turns.” Hoping she would be the first to be alone with the trussed up girl...
Camilla attempted to respond but was interrupted by Floria’s loud protests. Camilla rolled her eyes, and rolled also Floria so she was laying on her stomach. Camilla jumped on her back and placed her hand over her captive’s mouth.
“Hey, hey, we are talking here. You just lay there and start thinking about what you’ve done.” Camilla said. Floria protested but her nose was shut with Camilla’s other hand, gently but effective.
It was only for two seconds, but it accomplished what Camilla wanted. Floria silenced for those seconds and then started to regain her breath.
“As I was saying” Karissa said, smiling even more at Floria’s predicament. “Maybe you should go first. I’m still a little sore of being tied up all evening...”
“You must be crazy if I think I’ll leave you alone with Floria.” Camilla responded smiling. She was more intelligent than Karissa thought.
“Oh, come on! You can trust me!” Karissa said.
Floria protested again, even louder this time. Camilla looked at Karissa and raised her eyes. “Can I?” She again shut Floria’s nose for two seconds to silence her protests and then release her. “No, we’ll go together. That way we’ll finish faster and then we can decide what to do. Floria will be left here.” Floria’s protests were shut down for Camilla for a third time. Camilla then patted Floria’s head. “And you, you better stay still and accept this, or I’m not letting you go. The faster you learn your lesson, the faster you’ll be released.”
"NMMPH!"
Both girls then went out of the living room into Floria’s bedroom. Floria started violently, fiercely, madly to get herself free. But if her bonds were secure enough before, now the extra tape held them even stronger. But she had to do something. She heard her current and her ex best friend carrying her boxes and bags from the bedroom to the hallway between the kitchen and the living room. She squirmed again. No point, she wasn’t going anywhere.
The front door was open. She heard Camilla’s voice.
“Florie, dear, We are taking your car keys so I can put everything in your car, ready to go, ok?” She couldn’t see her, the way she was placed in front of the couch. “You stay there and after we are done, we’ll check if you are ready to be released.”
Floria shouted through her gag as the door was closed.
If there was a moment to escape, this was it.
Yes, that's exactly what I was looking for with the dialogues between the characters. Thanks for you appreciation.
Thanks. But let's not forget Camilla's objections against some kind of torture. Let's see how Karissa will work around them hehe
Thank you!
This is brilliant! I'll definitely include these in a coming chapter. Thanks!
Part 13
“So, sweetie.” Karissa said, accentuating the ‘sweetie’ part. “How does it feel to be the one tied and gagged, uh?”
“Please,” Camilla interrupted raising her hand. “Let me do the talking.” She knelt in front of Floria.
“Mmmphhh.” Floria grunted at Camilla.
“I know, you are upset.” Camilla said placing her hand on Floria’s shoulder. “But your revenge were going too far away. You can’t put socks in people’s mouth, you can’t put shoes in people’s nose and you definitely can’t leave people tied up on their own.”
“MMMPHH!!” Floria protested. You can’t put socks in people’s mouth? And what exactly had Camilla allowed to happen? “FMMPHH YMMPH!”
Camilla raised her eyebrows and shook her head in disapproval. “So now you are going to calm down and think about what you’ve done.” Floria attempted to sit up, but Camilla grabbed her and slowly put her back down on the floor. Floria grunted. “There, there, don’t worry.” Camilla patted her head again. “I’ve talked to Karissa and trust me, she has learned her lesson. Now it’s time for you to learn yours. And don’t worry, I won’t let her do any harm.”
Floria looked Camilla in disbelief. Judging by Karissa’s expression, despite her evil grin, it was clear that this was not her idea of payback. Not just this at least.
“Let’s take you to the living room where you can be more comfortable.” Camilla said. Both Karissa and she picked up Floria and started carrying her to the living room, Karissa holding her upper body and Camilla holding her legs. Floria remained still, visibly furious but knowing that any struggles could make her fall on the floor hard.
Both girls placed gently Floria exactly were Karissa had been lying tied up and gagged a few hours ago. The place was just like the now captive basketball player had left Karissa before she went for her training session. Chips still dropped on the floor, her bag, filled with the remaining ropes and duct tape, still there, Karissa’s discarded shoes were there too, and now four ball of socks, the ones who had been gagging Karissa, also on the floor.
Floria started to struggle after she was placed on the floor. She tried kicking her legs, rubbing her wrists against each other, even just flopping on the floor like a fish out of the water. Nothing, not a single restraint gave in. Karissa and Camilla watched her for a couple of minutes. Floria shouted through her gag, demanding her release.
“MMMMPHHH!!”
“I don’t think she’s restrained enough.” Karissa said, still smiling. That evil smile hadn’t disappeared from her face since her revenge had begun. She grabbed the duct tape as both girls kneeled next to Floria. Floria could only protest at what was about to come.
While Camilla hold Floria’s torso, Karissa started wrapping duct tape around it. Floria attempted to struggle, but as soon as she started, Camilla whispered in her ear. “Don’t do that, Florie, or it will be worse.” Ten rounds of duct tape were wrapped around her torso. Then both captors move to her legs, wrapping as much tape around her thighs, knees and calves.
Once finished, Camilla and Karissa looked at Floria. She started to struggle again, but her movements had been severely reduced.
“So, what do we do now?” Karissa asked, standing up. Camilla remained kneeling on the floor looking at her trussed friend.
“What do you mean?” Camilla raised her head to look at Karissa. “We look after her for a while.”
“I mean, what about her moving out.” Karissa said. “My new roommate is moving in tomorrow morning. And she” Karissa pointed at Floria, who grunted and struggled violently “hasn’t taken out any of her stuff.”
“What do you suggest?” Camilla asked. “That we pick up her things and move it to her car?”
“Well… yeah!” Karissa said. “But I think someone should stay and look after dear Floria. We can take turns.” Hoping she would be the first to be alone with the trussed up girl...
Camilla attempted to respond but was interrupted by Floria’s loud protests. Camilla rolled her eyes, and rolled also Floria so she was laying on her stomach. Camilla jumped on her back and placed her hand over her captive’s mouth.
“Hey, hey, we are talking here. You just lay there and start thinking about what you’ve done.” Camilla said. Floria protested but her nose was shut with Camilla’s other hand, gently but effective.
It was only for two seconds, but it accomplished what Camilla wanted. Floria silenced for those seconds and then started to regain her breath.
“As I was saying” Karissa said, smiling even more at Floria’s predicament. “Maybe you should go first. I’m still a little sore of being tied up all evening...”
“You must be crazy if I think I’ll leave you alone with Floria.” Camilla responded smiling. She was more intelligent than Karissa thought.
“Oh, come on! You can trust me!” Karissa said.
Floria protested again, even louder this time. Camilla looked at Karissa and raised her eyes. “Can I?” She again shut Floria’s nose for two seconds to silence her protests and then release her. “No, we’ll go together. That way we’ll finish faster and then we can decide what to do. Floria will be left here.” Floria’s protests were shut down for Camilla for a third time. Camilla then patted Floria’s head. “And you, you better stay still and accept this, or I’m not letting you go. The faster you learn your lesson, the faster you’ll be released.”
"NMMPH!"
Both girls then went out of the living room into Floria’s bedroom. Floria started violently, fiercely, madly to get herself free. But if her bonds were secure enough before, now the extra tape held them even stronger. But she had to do something. She heard her current and her ex best friend carrying her boxes and bags from the bedroom to the hallway between the kitchen and the living room. She squirmed again. No point, she wasn’t going anywhere.
The front door was open. She heard Camilla’s voice.
“Florie, dear, We are taking your car keys so I can put everything in your car, ready to go, ok?” She couldn’t see her, the way she was placed in front of the couch. “You stay there and after we are done, we’ll check if you are ready to be released.”
Floria shouted through her gag as the door was closed.
If there was a moment to escape, this was it.
Another strong chapter. I cannot agree more with Melanie. The flow is just perfect. I don't know exactly how you do it, but this is one of the best-written stories I've read here. No long explanations, needless trains of thought, or endless paragraphs, but simple action with only the bare necessary details. Only three distinct characters with their own personalities and a clear plot where important details are repeated make this story easy to read without getting tedious or boring. Good job!
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