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Tieup1 wrote: ↑4 years ago
Karissa is really going for it big time, she's had more than her fair share of revenge. Obviously she is showing the cruel side of her personality.
Yes, she should be even by now. Unfortunately, there is little Floria and Camilla can do to stop her (at least by now).
Melanie wrote: ↑4 years ago
I love it and although I feel sympathetic towards Camilla I'd love to see how Karissa gets more cruel.
Well, let's find out hehe
Part 22
“Now, I know you are so strongly against sock gags, but how can you disagree with something if you haven’t given it a try?” Karissa said laughing. She grabbed the two remaining socks, her and Camilla’s.
“MMMPHH!!” Camilla grunted as she was rolled on her back. Karissa quickly sat on her chest and removed the tape gagging her new captive.
“Ouch! Karissa, don’t you dare!” she said angrily as Karissa just looked at her, balling the socks.
“So bossy, so annoying. I’m not hearing any of that. Clearly your previous punishment wasn’t enough. Now, open up.” Karissa said.
“Take away those f*cking socks or I’ll MMMMPHHHHH!!” Camilla couldn’t finish her threat as Karissa inserted the socks into her protesting mouth. This was followed by five rounds of duct tape around her mouth and head, much like Floria had been gagged before.
“Really great. Now, I’m sorry but I don’t have any of Floria’s dirty socks. You’ll have to live with mine and your own, I hope that’s tasty enough.” Karissa said, pinching Camilla’s cheek.
“MMMMMPHH!” Camilla protested. If the sock gag was already humiliating and disgusting for some people, for Camilla it was even worse. At least Floria was OK with gagging her victims like that, but Camilla wasn’t. Ok, just the one time, a few hours ago, but that was it. And now, gagged with TWO socks, and from different people! She moaned again. “MMMMPHH!”
Karissa contemplated the living room. Two girls taped tightly, now both of them gagged with tape and dirty socks. She couldn’t help smiling. “Well, girls, it’s been fun but” she yawned. “It’s getting late, and I don’t know about you, but I’m getting really tired. Seriously, putting you in your places is really exhausting, don’t you think?”
“MMMMPH!”
“MMMMMPHHH!”
“Oh, glad you both agree.” Karissa said. “Now, let’s take you first, my little girl.”
“MMMPHH!” Camilla protested as Karissa took her and threw her over her shoulder. Karissa ignored her, at least for now, as she carried her into the hallway. “Mmmphh… mmmmphh…” Camilla panted as she looked around her, kind of hoping at least she would be taken to the bedroom.
She wouldn't.
Karissa entered the main bathroom and opened the shower door. “MMMMMMPHHH!”
“Yes, baby, you need to cool down. And I need you away while I take care of Floria. Can’t have you running or hopping away, can I?” Karissa said, lowering Camilla’s body down to the shower floor. Almost immediately as she was dropped, Camilla resumed her struggles.
“Mmm, too much freedom. I’ll fix that.” Karissa whispered going back to the living room. There she found a still immobilized Floria, with her eyes closed, maybe trying to get some rest. She decided to ignore her, there would be plenty of time for her. She grabbed a new roll of duct tape, one of Floria’s discarded shoes and returned to the bathroom.
She found Camilla still lying there struggling, but very lightly. She clearly was exhausted because of the previous tickling and spanking. Good, that meant this part would be over quickly, with little resistance from her victim.
“Up.” Karissa commanded. “Bring your knees close to your chest.” Camilla grunted confused. “Quickly, we haven’t got all night. Or I can restart the spanking and tickling if that's what you want.”
Slowly, and with a lot of difficulty, Camilla sat up and brought her knees close to her chest. Karissa grabbed the duct tape and started wrapping several rounds around her torso and legs, holding them tight.
“Mmmmpphh??”
After the process, Camilla was essentially balltied. Or balltaped. She couldn’t separate her knees from her upper body, forcing her to bend her legs. But that wasn’t the worst thing to come. Hey eyes widened in horror as she saw what Karissa was holding in her hand.
“NNMMMPHHH! NMMMPHHHHHHHH!!”
“Oh, this?” Karissa looked at Floria’s shoe. “Yes, honey, this is for you! Isn’t that great? Here you go!” She unceremoniously shoved the shoe opening into Camilla’s nose, who unsuccessfully attempted to turn her head away. She moaned as she felt the tape being wrapped tightly several times around the shoe and her head.
“MMMMMMMMMMPPPPPHHH!!!”
“Oh, don’t be angry.” Karissa mocked her. “You have my sock and your own in your mouth, it’s only fair that you have Floria’s stinky shoe in your nose. That way you’ll remember all of us while you sleep here.”
Here? In her own tub? All night long with dirty socks stuffed in her mouth and a smelly shoe taped to her nose? No f*cking way. “MMMMMMPHHH! MMMMPHH! MMMMMMMMPHHHH!!”
Karissa grinned as she patted Camilla’s head. The trussed up girl glared at her captor, still protesting through her gag, trying to shake her head and her tightly bound body. “Oh, you don’t have much of a saying about it, do you? Here, let’s make you more comfortable.”
“MMMMMMPH”
Her captor’s smiling face was the last thing Camilla saw before she was turned and placed face down on the tub floor. That way, her head was down, with her nose pressing even further into Floria’s shoe, and her bottom up in the air.
“MMMMPHH!!!”
“Good night to you too, Cami!” Karissa said gleefully. “I hope you are comfortable enough. Now, sleep… tight!” She said pinching hard Camilla’s still sore bum.
“MMMMMPHHHHH!!!”
Karissa laughed as she stepped out of the tub, closed the shower door and contemplated one last time at her bound captive, who was struggling to at least get some fresh air, or to get rid of the taped shoe. Karissa grinned, knowing perfectly that the shoe would stay taped until she decided to remove it. She turned off the bathroom lights, closed the door and returned to the living room.
Floria had already opened her eyes. Her now angry eyes looking at her captor. Karissa smiled.
“Ready for your bedtime?”