Sophomore Year - Chapter 10: "Two Little Struggle Bunnies " (FM/MF) [Part 1 of 2]
The 30th arrived and Dale had still not been captured for the month. He knew that his obligation had not been fulfilled. And I know for a fact that he had requested both Jackie and Abbie come by to capture him, but they had declined. Elisa was the most ruthless of all the potential captors. So being tied by her was not a proposition that he was excited about. But starting on the 28th he was regularly in the room and we never locked our door. Elisa dropped a couple cryptic hints that his time was running out and teased that if he didn’t make himself available, he would face the “tribunal”. Whatever that was. I think she made it up. But he basically told her that he was open for capture on the 30th and if nobody decided to take advantage of it…that wasn’t his problem. He wasn’t dodging his fate. Captors were just not striking when they could. And he would accept no additional punishment. That seemed to be good enough for her. Elisa and I coordinated that she would capture him in my room at 8:00. I should then bring a captured Jackie down to my room at 8:10. We’d let their predicament flow in a way that offered Jackie what she wanted, but was amenable to what Dale was comfortable with. Elisa talked to the third mystery guy in the group and told him that he had to take the day off and not tie up Jackie. So there wouldn’t be any potential snags in the plot.
I arrived at The Penthouse at 7:45 to make sure we had time to talk things over and get on the same page. I found a very nervous Jackie getting ready for her upcoming adventure. Jackie is normally a very casual girl. She’s not a show stopper like Dale or Elisa, but if a reasonable guy were able to get her number at a bar, he should rightfully be pretty excited. She’s funny, she’s easy-going, she’s convivial, and tonight she had polished up really well. I was looking at a total scorch cake. She was wearing short daisy duke style shorts and a very tight pink top. Apparently she and Elisa had discussed the practicality of a skirt, but in too many of their scenarios it wouldn’t work or would be too forward. I could tell that her legs had been freshly shaved. Her tanned feet were in gold strappy sandals and her toenails were freshly painted a muted lime green. Her fingernails matched. While she wasn’t wearing a lot of makeup (which probably would have been too out of character), her eyes had been treated in a quite alluring smoky eye. Her French braid was tight and precise and was adorned with a neat little lime green bow at the bottom that jived with her fingernails and toenails. My social status would probably take a bump if anybody were simply to see me walking down the hall with her tonight. I no longer really felt any guilt over pulling a bamboozle on Dale because I was positive that he was going to have an enjoyable time tonight.
We discussed my role tonight. I was not there to make sure that she was getting what she wanted. That was Elisa’s job. I was there to make sure everything was copacetic with Dale. I knew his demeanor well enough, and I was there to be a voice of reason if anything were to make him uncomfortable. Elisa and I were to tie the two of them in close proximity. We were to tie them tightly enough that they were likely to stay tied for the majority of the three hours. But not so tightly that escape was out of reach or that they didn’t have substantial room to work at each other’s bonds. Once we had tied them up, we were to get the fuck out of Dodge. Elisa and I had agreed that we’d go snag a late dinner at the pub in the student union, and we’d leave them to their struggles. I’d return to my room right at around the 3 hour mark of 11:15-11:20. If they were still tied up, I’d untie them and make sure that everything was honky dory.
We left her room at 8:05 and made our way down the stairs to the fifth floor. I opened our door to see Dale sitting in his chair with his back to me and Elisa standing over him holding some rope. I gave Jackie a quick thumbs up and we walked in and closed the door. Dale turned to see us. His hands were already tied behind his back, but that was whole of it at this point. Apparently Elisa was slow playing things a little bit so she could troubleshoot how to tie them together in the moment.
Dale: Hey, Trent. Jackie, are you guys going somewhere?
Jackie: No. I’ve been captured. And it looks like I’m not the only one.
Dale: Nope. I’m Elisa’s prisoner. But you look like you’re dressed for a date. It’s uncharacteristically mean of my roomie if he’s spoiling your evening plans.
Jackie: Nope. No date. I got back from a club volleyball social. We were doing a little get together for the new members and I just thought I’d try and look a little nicer.
Dale: Well, you look great.
I could see Jackie blush a little bit at the compliment.
Elisa: Good. Because it looks like she does have a date tonight. A date with you. Trent, this room is big enough for the two of them if you want to keep your captive here. I’m not going to send you packing.
Me: I think that’ll work. You want your captive and my captive to have a fun little spontaneous playdate?
Elisa: Works for me.
Me: Were you going to use that chair? I was considering it as part of my plan.
Elisa: I think we can share the chair if you want. I’m going to tie Dale to it now. But there’s room for your captive if you want.
Me: (coyly, but sounding incredulous) What do you mean?
Elisa: I’m saying that Dale’s lap here has plenty of room on it for Miss Jackie. I just hope he doesn’t get too excited.
Me: That sounds like a breach of the rules. You know, nothing untoward, and all that.
Elisa: I’m sure Dale doesn’t mind.
Dale: I don’t mind. But I don’t think Jackie would like that very much. I’m your captive. But rules are rules and putting your friend in that awkward position doesn’t seem right.
Jackie: Honestly, Dale. I’m fine with it if you’re fine with it. She’s going to put us in a position to free each other substantially quicker. She’s hoping it will be awkward. But I’m not some delicate virgin flower who can be shamed by close proximity with a guy. And I trust that you’re a gentleman and we’ll make it work. If you’re comfortable with it…I’m comfortable with it.
Dale and Jackie made eye contact and each smirked at the other flirtatiously a little bit.
Elisa: Alright well I’m tying Dale to this chair. Jackie is Trent’s captive. He can decide if he wants to go with that plan.
Elisa bound Dale tightly to the chair back and made sure that his hands and arms were secured to the slats behind the chair. She then bound his legs to each of the front chair legs in three different places. She removed his shoes and socks and stepped back. Dale was wearing fairly tight jeans and a very tight black T-Shirt. Jackie’s top was tight enough that it was hugging her breasts very closely, but Dale’s left none of that to the imagination. You could definitely clearly see his muscles and nipples through the T-Shirt. While Elisa was tying Dale I had tightly cinched Jackie’s wrists behind her back. Per her request I had tied the knot completely out of the reach of her fingers, but in a spot that wasn’t totally buried. So that another person could potentially untie it with their bound hands should they get into the proper position. I had also tied her elbows together in a way that wasn’t too tight or untenable, but that made her chest puff out alluringly. I tied her in a chest harness which flattered her look substantially. I pushed Jackie forward and she made a move to sit on Dale’s lap so that I could continue the tie.
Elisa: What is that, Miss “NOT a delicate virgin flower”? I was imagining you sitting the other way.
Jackie: (coyly) What do you mean?
Elisa: You know, straddling him.
Dale: Elisa! That’s out of line. Quit embarrassing the poor girl with your tawdry bullshit! She agreed to this much. I’m not having you bully her into anything that she’s not comfortable with. Do I make myself clear?!
Elisa: As clear as you can be for somebody that’s tied to a chair at my mercy. Let’s not forget that.
Jackie: Dale. I understand that she’s pushing me, but I’m not backing down from her bullying. Obviously you’re tied up too. And you have a say but I’m willing to let her do it. I’m already thinking of the terrible things that we can do to her in return once it’s OUR turn for revenge.
Elisa seemed a little taken aback by this turn of phrase from her friend. But she didn’t break from the plan.
Dale: Fine. All I care about is that you’re comfortable. I can handle it…I just don’t want you pushed into something tawdry that you don’t want to do.
Jackie: I appreciate the chivalry. I’ll be totally fine.
Jackie then stepped over Dale’s lap with her legs straddling him. I tied her legs to the back legs of the chair in three places and cinched her lap down into Dale’s lap and the seat of the chair so that they were pressed together. I then tethered their torsos together so that they were not pulled too close but couldn’t separate their bodies by more than a foot. I then ran a rope from her chest harness around Dale to the slats on the back of the chair so that they were pulled into close eye contact. At this point Dale’s eyes had three options. 1. He could look directly into Jackie’s eyes. 2. He could break eye contact and look down…but he’d be staring directly at her tightly bound breasts. 3. I suppose he could close them. Jackie’s arms were not secured to her body with any real vigor. The chest harness would keep them from going wherever they wanted. But she had a decent range of motion with them. This would allow her to pick at his knots. However, given how Elisa had tied Dale, escape was possible…but the speed of the escape was going to be completely within Jackie’s control. If she wanted this to last three hours, it would last three hours. If she wanted this to last an hour and a half…she could get to work. They probably weren’t getting out of it prior to that, regardless of what she did.
Elisa: Alright, it’s gag time. Dale I brought some presents for you. I was going to see how good of a boy you were being. And you have been a little too mouthy for my liking. But seeing as you’ll be spending some time with a friend. I think I’ll let her decide which one of these you’ll be wearing for the next three hours.
Elisa then pulled out all three of the ball gags that she owned. Red, white, and blue. Dale looked at Jackie pleadingly.
Dale: Oh companion and fellow captive of mine. If it’s all the same to you, I’d be forever grateful if you could see it within yourself to pick the red one.
Jackie smiled at him.
Jackie: This might be a trick. This tricksy little devil could just ignore what I say. Or she could say that since I’m giving you the red one that means that Big Betty is available for my mouth. But I’m not going to deny your request. I choose red.
Dale: Thank you. I really appreciate that.
Elisa: There aren’t any tricks here. Red it is.
Elisa took the smallest of the three ballgags and pulled it into Dale’s mouth. She looped the strap through the buckle and fastened it behind Dale’s head. And if Dale was going to figure out that something was amiss…this was probably the time. Because I noticed that she did not fasten it nearly as tight as she could have. I had seen her put a ballgag on Erica previously and she was ruthless. This gagging was tight enough that he was not going to be able to work it out on his own. But she could have gone at LEAST one notch further safely.
Elisa: Trent, your sweet little captive over there did show mercy on her companion. But that does leave Big Betty available for you if you want.
Jackie glared at Elisa, but remained silent.
Me: No. Given the way you’ve decided to arrange them here, I think Dale would appreciate not getting spittle on his fresh threads. So Betty is out of the question. I’m going to tape her mouth shut.
Jackie: Much appreciated. Thank you, voice of reason.
She then gave Elisa another nasty stare. I took a clean rag out of my bag and pushed it into Jackie’s waiting mouth. My gagging process here was going to be aimed at making her captivity look as alluring as possible. The rag that I shoved into her mouth probably filled it to about 2/3 capacity. There was safely room for more packing. But in this case less was going to be more. It was large enough to substantially muffle her speech in a way that would make Dale aroused by her gag talk. Gag talk does drive him crazy. But it was manageable enough that it wouldn’t swell her jaw and cheeks, distorting her face or making her eyes water. She was still going to look quite attractive. I also would normally then wrap tape around a victim’s mouth. But again I didn’t want to contort her face. So I opted to seal the rag in with strips of tape. I tore off and began firmly smoothing them onto her mouth. My aim was to be as aesthetically pleasing as possible. But I knew that Dale was going to be turned on most by a firm, tight gag. So I wanted to make sure that it was secure. I used about six to seven strips of tape that overlapped in such ways that she wasn’t going to be able to work them off no matter how much she contorted her mouth around. Or no matter how much space I left her tongue to push at the cloth. She was going to stay quiet until either her or Dale’s hands were free to remove the tape. Or so I thought. I stepped back to admire my handiwork. Elisa and I were looking at two very fetching captives intimately roped together. Jackie had gotten exactly what she had asked for and more.
Elisa: Alright, I’m going to say that that concludes the tie. So I think we’ll set one timer for both of you. Dale, I’m sure you won’t begrudge us the extra ten minutes that you’ve been tied up. Trent and I are going to leave you two little struggle bunnies together. We’ll be back in two hours and change and if you haven’t freed yourselves by then… Well, I can’t speak for Trent. But I’ll be very excited to punish your egregious lack of teamwork skills. Do I make MYSELF clear?
Both captives nodded. Elisa gave Dale a playful slap on his cheek eliciting an annoyed grunt. She then gave Jackie a condescending little stoke down the bridge of her nose that ended with a playful little tapping on her tape gagged lips. She set the timer and put it face up in the little canyon that their bodies made, so that it rested between them. Though I’m sure that neither of them could clearly see it from their bound vantage point. Elisa and I walked out the door to a chorus of energetic grunts by Dale and unintelligible muffled suggestions and instructions being lobbed by Jackie. These sounds were interspersed with playful yelps and moans as the two captives got to work trying to get free.
Dale: Mmmmppphhhhh hhhmmmpmppphhhh mmmpppphhhhrrrrmmmmmmmm.
Jackie: Mmmmpppphhhh nnnnnmmmpppphhh mmmmpppphhhh mmmmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmpppphhhhh.
Elisa and I went to the pub and actually had a nice meal and conversation that didn’t involve tying people up at all. Our mutual friend Katie was our server. And even though we’re both 20 she was able to throw in a couple beers since it was a Wednesday night and ID checking was not strictly enforced by her manager. Unbeknownst the dean and provost, of course.
After approximately two and a half hours we did decide that we needed to discuss our plan for freeing our two captives. We’d barely started this line of conversation when my phone started vibrating. It was Dale.
Elisa: Oooh. Pick it up.
Me: I will. But Shhushh yourself. I don’t want them to know that we’re together here. Or he might figure out something was up.
I picked up the phone and hit Accept on the call.
Me: Hello.
Dale: Hey. I wanted to let you know that I’m out. I’ll send Elisa a text in a couple minutes.
Me: That’s great. Listen, I’m sorry I didn’t help you out. It just didn’t seem sporting. I hope things weren’t too awkward. Did Elisa’s tawdry little tactics ruffle any feathers?
Dale: No. No. Actually it was A LOT of fun. I’m glad that you didn’t intervene on my behalf. Tonight was a blast. Perhaps the most fun that I’ve ever had while I was tied up.
Me: Good. I’m glad.
Dale: I actually have a big favor to ask. I’ve asked it a couple times before. But it’s been a while and I was wondering if you could do me a HUGE solid tonight.
Me: Sure. What do you need?
Dale: Can you find other sleeping accommodations for tonight?
Me: I certainly suppose that I can. Like you said…I’ve done this before.
Dale: Great. I REALLY appreciate it. I can leave a little bag with a change of clothes and your toothbrush outside the door for you if you want, along with any books and stuff you’ll need for class tomorrow morning.
Me: That’ll work. My backpack for class is already packed. It’s to the left of my desk. Just throw a fresh set of clothes in there, my toothbrush, toothpaste, and some hair gel. I’ll stay out of the room until noon tomorrow. Also, I trust you completely, but I need to know that Jackie is also loose. I left a tied up captive in our room and have to make sure that she’s free. Can you have her call me before I come by for the bag?
Dale: Of course. She’s right here. I’ll put her on.
Jackie: Hi, Trent. I have been freed. I appreciate the concern. But your responsibility for me ends here. (clap, clap) That was me clapping my untied hands. Dale is not holding me captive. I’m calling you of my own free will and volition.
Me: Good to know.
Jackie: I also happen to know that you’re not an idiot, and I won’t treat you as such. You can probably assume that there is a nice comfortable bed available up in The Penthouse so that you don’t have to crash on the couch in the fifth floor common room or the Student Union lounge like a vagrant. Abbie has agreed that you are free to sleep there for the night. I know that your off day and her off day both end at midnight. But I’ve explained to her that if either of you were to capture the other person after midnight…I would hogtie that person with their own dirty socks in their mouth and throw them into a running cold shower for three hours. So she’ll leave you alone. I’m demanding that you leave her alone. Even if that punishment sounded appealing to you.
Me: Got it. Abbie and I have an armistice. I’ll take you up on that bed offer.
Jackie: Great. Thanks for everything. You’re a really good friend.
With that we hung up and Elisa looked at me expectantly. I realized that from my side of those conversations…she hadn’t gotten much.
Elisa: So. How did it go?
Me: Great. They both got free. No need to go back to my room and disturb them. I’m actually telling you that you’re not ALLOWED to go back to my room.
Elisa: Do you think Jackie is happy with the way her scheme worked?
Me: I’d assume she’s VERY happy with it. It appears that it went gangbusters. I’ve confirmed that they’re both untied. But I’ll be sleeping up in the Penthouse tonight. Because my room is OFF LIMITS.
Elisa: Awww yisssssss! You go, girl! I’m so proud of my little Jackie. She finally grabbed the brass ring.
A Catcher in the Rye reference.
Me: I forgot you’re somehow a lit nerd like me. Why don’t we talk about books more often?
Elisa: Because when we’re together it’s usually a pretty one-sided conversation on one side or the other for obvious reasons.
Me: (chuckling) Touche.
Elisa: Got him! I always love getting a genuine laugh out of you.
I raised my half finished beer to Elisa. She picked hers up in turn.
Me: To a well-executed scheme.
Elisa: To a well-executed scheme.
We clinked glasses and each drank to the day’s success.