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Chapter 300: A Very Special Group of Friends
Saturday, June 9, 2018

"Welcome to our abode, Samantha Evangelina."
"Well, thank you, Bridget!"
"Is your mood as grey as your outfit?"
"Ha ha, no," Sammy responded sarcastically.

Sammy was wearing grey trainers, a purple t-shirt, and a grey bandana headband with a purple scrunchie holding her hair in a braid.

"So, Zo', will I see you tomorrow?"
"You will."
"Girls?"
"Not me," Bridget said.
"For now, I'll stick by my big sister."
"That's good to hear."
"Even if she's prettier in my clothes than I am."
"Now whoever told you that?" Zoe asked sarcastically.
"Would you like to come to my house afterwards?"
"And just visit?" Joy asked her.
"Maybe play some board games."
"OK. That'll be nice."
"You can come too, Bridgie. You don't have to be interested in my church for me to love you."
"I'm spending all day with my family, actually."
"That's fine!"
"Sammy, I heard a rumor," Bridget said slyly, "That you've been kidnapped!"
"Zoe, get the rope!"
"MMMM!" Sammy was double-teamed by Joy and Bridget.

Zoe roped Sammy's wrists, elbows, ankles, and thighs, and she was hogtied from ankles to wrists. Joy's ball gag filled her mouth, and she was put on the coffee table on her stomach. There, ropes wrapped around her upper torso (in her armpits) and thighs (right at her knees) to pin her down.

"Mmmmmm!"
"Poor thing," Joy grabbed a purple bandana and began folding it, "I can't stand that pitiful look."
"Really? Me neither," Zoe said while filming this.
"MMMM!" Sammy was plunged into darkness.
"She's so cute."
"And lovable."
"And thoughtful," Bridget was the third one, and the one petting Sammy's head.
"Mmmm!" Sammy let out a happy groan.

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"Serafina, be reasonable!" Jenny pleaded as rope bound her elbows.
"No can do, girl! You're in deep trouble."
"MMMM!" a blue rubber ball threaded with a handkerchief gagged her.
"My sweet Jenny. Let's go over here to the stairs."

Inside the small apartment was a small two-stair step down into the living room, which is what connected to the house. Jenny was in her pink trainers, a brown t-shirt, and a camouflage kerchief bandana. There, her bound wrists were tied to the railing separating the living room and dining room so that she was in a strappado. Then, Sera bound her ankles, knees, and thighs and blindfolded her with a pink bandana.

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"How do I look?" Nichole asked.
"Almost like a model! And me?" Hannah responded as both had long-sleeve shirts and short skirts.
"Gorgeous!"
"What are we waiting for then? Time to kidnap!" Casey said.
"Let's do this!"

Hannah had, that morning, received a call telling her she was free to come and pick out some clothes and such to keep or buy at a big discount because of her modeling boss going out of business. At the bare minimum, Hannah was going to have a lot of fun from this, and she got a lot of new clothes for her wardrobe.

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"I'm a cowgirl and ready for some cowgirl action," Anna said to her cousin Tyler.
"Ready to be roped up, cowgirl?"
"I'll wait for Jenn to get here first."
"OK, cuz."

Anna had a cousin Jenny, ironically. It was a typical thing that once or twice a summer Anna was tied up, but this time she was going to surprise them with her new ball gag. She figured they'd merely see it as a detraction from their classic Western scenes.

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"Mmmmmmm!" Sammy groaned as she tried to find a way out of her simple but tight spot.

Sammy was a natural-born coward. She always hid from a fight in spite of her competitive spirit. That was why she'd had such a bad boyfriend and let him beat her. Fear was a scary thing.

This time, however, Sammy let her sporting nature take over from her love of being tied up. She worked at the knots and eventually felt her legs loosen. She had undone the hogtie!

"Good job! Keep at it, Sammy!" Bridget cheered.
"MMMM!" she was proud of herself.

She could do this!

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"MMMMM!" Jenny yelled out.
"Shhhh!"
"Knock knock."
"Giulia?" Sera asked.
"Keep it down a bit. I can hear you if stand near the doors."
"OK. Hear that? Quiet Jenny."
"HMPH!"
"Fine!" Sera undid the strappado, "Hop, captive!"
"Oh-ay!"

Jenny was forced to hop to her bed, and there she was hogtied from ankles to elbows. Jenny began singing as she struggled against the ropes.

"You're so happy it's gross. I love you."
"Heh heh!"

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"Are we happy?" Hannah asked Nichole.
"I'd say we are, although I feel bald without a bandana."

Both girls had their hair in a bun, although Hannah's was messy. Each was roped at her wrists, breasts, ankles, shins, knees, and thighs. They were on the floor on their stomachs.

"Ready?"
"Gag us, sweetheart!"
"MMMM!"
"MMMM!" both received socks and handkerchief cleave gags.

The girls looked at each other and smiled. They were imitators of a dark art but in their own innocent fun way.

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"We're thinking something simple, OK, Anna?"
"That's fine. I'm ready! Cowgirls are always ready!"

Anna was dressed as a cowgirl with a cowgirl-ish beige skirt much like Caleigh's and a dark blue denim jacket. Her cousins had her stand against the frame of a bed that was temporarily against the wall. They used ropes to bind her wrists, waist, and ankles with the knots out of reach. A bright blue bandana held a sock in her mouth.

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"Sammy, go! Come on girl! Move those arms; shake that rope. Escape the TUG!"
"MMM!" Sammy responded to Bridget's coxswain imitation with a strong effort to escape.

After some shaking, Sammy felt ropes sliding down her arms and legs. She kept shaking as best she could with the ropes holding her down on the coffee table. Then, a piece of fabric fell off and slid down her hair; that was her bandana. She continued with strong resolved against the wrist bonds and finally felt the ropes give. She was free. She pulled the blindfold off, and then she unknotted the gag, which was covered in spit, and threw that on the ground on top of the blindfold.

"Look!"
"You're such a cutie, but you're still mine!" Bridget said.
"For what?"
"Tickling!"
"Oh, no! Ah ha ha ha!"

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"Having fun yet?"
"Mmmm hmmm!"
"Good, Jenny! I wish I could stay all day, but I need to go home. I'll just untie your wrists and send Giulia a text telling her to check on you in an hour, OK?"
"Mmm hmm!"

Then, Jenny was completely alone. For the first time in her life, she was really alone without a roommate or parent. It was sort of thrilling like being abandoned in a remote cabin in the woods. Jenny effortlessly squirmed and squealed until she was out of the ropes. For fun, she kept the gag on though and put her toys away.

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"MMMMM!" Nichole fought as she was hogtied.
"MMMMM!" Hannah then did the same.
"Eh uth oh! Hah-ah, el- ee!"
"Ah'll hry!"

The girls continued this routine of talk and pitiful moans for another 5 minutes and then went to work helping each other. It was an easy TUG to escape, and Hannah got out first.

"That was fun! Come on, Nichole!" Hannah eagerly freed her friend.
"Thanks!"
"I had a blast."
"So did I!"
"Did you get a good 10 minutes there?"
"I did!" Chris said.
"OK... Hannah, do your magic."
"Sure... I can see you eyeing Chris... how about I hook this up to the TV so you can watch what I do and approve?"
"OK."

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"My friends at school play these games too," Anna said when she was released.
"They do? Really?" her cousin Jenny asked.
"Oh, do they. They don't use rope as rough as this, but man do they have crazy fun."
"That actually sounds creepy. These are your friends?! Anna, are you crazy?!"
"What? No! They're just playing, possibly more harmless and innocent than we do."
"Here I thought we were alone in this. Who would have known?"

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"That was so much fun, girls! I had a blast!" a red face Sammy said while still tied to the table.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Zoe grinned.
"Well, now to get out of this," Sammy put her headband back on her head, "Next time, I want a big girl TUG."
"OK. No problem."
"I can't reach that knot! Bridgie, save me!"
"OK, Sam. I'll get you out."

After receiving freedom, Sammy hugged everyone and went home. It was good to have somewhere close to home and almost as loving as home.

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"Jenny?"
"Hmm?"
"May I come in?"
"Oh," Jenny quickly removed the gag, "Sure."
"Jenny, you're super nervous... What's wrong?"
"I was just sitting here playing Mario Kart."
"What's in your hand?"
"Oh... Uh... Just this," Jenny felt flush and nervous as she showed Giulia the gag.
"You were sitting here gagged and playing a video game even after Sera left?"
"Mmm hmm," Jenny thought she would black out and looked down and away from Giulia.
"Whatever, you're out and OK. Girl, it weirds me out more that you're so nervous about it than that you did it."
"I... Uh... Right... Um..."
"Come on, girl! It's fine. Look, sit down."
"Yes, ma'am."
"You're fine. It's nothing sexual. I'm OK with you enjoying this. Jenny, I don't look down on you. In fact, I see potential for incredible friendship between us. But you have to be comfortable being you."
"I'm not though. My mom strongly disapproves and at one point threw me out of the house over it. She only relented when she finally understood that my best friend really was a friend and not a lover."
"So what? You're an adult and doing nothing wrong or harmful. Look at me."
"Hmm?"
"Sera's your friend; you're Sera's friend; as long as no one gets hurt, keep playing these games."

Jenny felt herself calming down and relaxing. Giulia really was OK with her playing TUGs with Sera. No harm; no foul. It's a game that she just happened to enjoy very much.

"Besides, who's going to see you sitting here all alone?"
"True..."
"Just to make you feel comfortable and know I mean it, I'll share a secret with you that only Sera knows... I like to be spanked by my husband. OK? It's our dirty secret. But, it makes a point: we all have things we just like without knowing why. For you, it's being tied up; for me, it's spanking; for someone else, it's the smell of a freshly printed book. Be you, Jenny."
"OK, Giulia."
"Did I help you at all?"
"Yeah, you did... I just need the embarrassment to wear off."
"Good. See you tomorrow at Sunday dinner, because you're nearly family!"
"OK!"

Jenny smiled and put the gag back in her mouth after Giulia left. She was going to have go become comfortable being herself, and she was glad to have a friend in Giulia. With that positive thought, she resumed her video game.

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"The Cool Girls Club presents...," Nichole read, "Nichole and Hannah in... Hogtied Roomies."
"Well?" Hannah asked.
"Far from professional, but perfect for us!"
"Good!"
"I just love being with you," Nichole put her head on Chris's shoulder.
"You two are gross," Hannah shook her head.
"Why, what did you do with looney-tuney?"
"Not much. Smoke weed; have sex; eat KFC; watch TV; go drug dealing. It only lasted 6 months for a reason."
"You made something good out of it at least."
"Yeah, at least. Are we ready to post it?"
"I think so."
"All right! I had a ton of fun making this today."
"Good!"
"Now, excuse me, I have homework due at 8PM that I need to scan and send to my professor."
"OK."

Life was finally fun again for Hannah.
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Chapter 301: Janie's Spaghetti Western
Monday, June 4, 2018

"So, then what do I do?"
"You just let us tie you up and gag you. For today, that's all we need from you, although you're our star."
"You sure, Carl?" Janie asked for certainty.
"Yep. Ken and I made the whole thing last night. It'll be fine. We're not shooting for an Oscar."
"OK."

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Janie walked up to the porch where Caleigh, Olivia, and Eva sat. Janie was in blue jeans, cowboy boots, a red short-sleeve plaid button-up shirt, a cowboy hat, and a red bandana neckerchief. Her hair was in a braid held by a red scrunchie.

"Well, excuse me," Janie said to them, "I hear this ranch could use another hard worker. Tourist season's coming."
"Yeah, it is. Go away," Caleigh responded in a rude tone.
"Well, that's not exactly nice to say to someone who's willing to lend a hand."
"Just buzz off, girl," Olivia said while still staring off the porch, "I see Billy coming."
"Billy? Is that him walking up?"
"Yeah, it is."
"Can I help you, Miss?"
"Jane Young's my name. I'm looking for work."
"We can use you. $20 an hour."
"I'll take it."
"It's not bad enough you stick around when you're unwanted. Get away from my brother!" Eva shrieked at her and pointed a shotgun.
"No offense intended!" Janie's eyes grew wide as she backed down the steps.
"Wait a second, girls... Let's have fun with her," Caleigh began making a lasso.
"Please, don't do anything to me!"
"Come here Missy!" the rope was thrown, and Janie was dragged to the ground.
"Ow! Let me go!"

Ropes bound Janie's wrists, waist, and lower thighs. A handkerchief and her neckerchief were used to gag her. The trio picked her up and carried her into the old barn. The filming stopped, but, not missing an opportunity, the girls further tied Janie's forearms, elbows, breasts, ankles, shins, and knees. She was hogtied from ankles to elbows with the rope intricately worked around the feet and heels of her boots.

"MMMMM!" Janie groaned as filming resumed at an angle where she couldn't be seen.
"There! That'll teach you! Now you know we're in charge and to stay away from Billy!" Olivia said as the three walked away.

Janie was left there while the rest continued with the next scene, in which Ken, Carl, and the girls argue over the need for "Billy" to focus on running the family business since the older generation is all retired or passed on and to quit staring at what they believe will be just another seasonal worker when they need people committed to growing this dude ranch as a must-see destination.

After that, the everyone took turns visiting Janie, who was only thrilled to spend all day brutally bound and gagged.

"MMMMM!" Janie groaned some 6 hours later when the next scene began at sunset.
"Is someone here?"
"MMMMM!"
"You're in trouble. What on earth, Jane!"
"MMMM!" only her head was shown to avoid the YouTube censors that would declare her brutal binding as "pr0n."
"Let's get you out of this!"

"They wanted to scare you off, huh?"
"Yeah... I'm not though. I've been through hell before. I go to college. I'm an athlete. I've seen worse."
"You're a pretty girl."
"Thank you. I promise I'll be useful to you. I visited a Dude Ranch once some years ago."
"OK. Let's get you a place to sleep."
"All right."

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Tuesday, June 5, 2018

The next day was rainy and wet, so Janie and Ken decided to spend the day alone in the RV without going out to see the siblings and cousins until the afternoon. They wanted some quality time.

"Ken, would you, please?"
"Please what?"
"Your wife wants some time with her husband before breakfast."
"That kind of time?"
"Yes, silly!"
"As you wish."
"I love the way you say that. Ken, if a bolt of lightning struck this place, and one of us ended up permanently paralyzed, I know the other would stick by to the end."
"I really would. I want no other woman by me."
"Come on, big guy," Janie grabbed his arm and began leading him.
"OK... that's why you're still in pajamas."
"Yes!"

After breakfast, Janie and he helped, albeit texting, Carl and Caleigh with the editing of the prior day's shots. It was a fun process, and Caleigh's artistic eye really aided the process. The girl was a natural for anything creative. After lunch, Janie grabbed her bag and said.

"Let's go, hon. Let's go be sociable. Besides, Livvie and Eva have a TUG with my name on it. I think it's something about kidnapped sisters they said."
"All right. Let's go and dash through the rain."
"Running through the rain is fun!"

Janie laughed as she and Ken dashed across the distance up the walkway and onto the covered porch. A rumble of thunder in the distance made the moment seem special.

"Life with you is never dull!" Janie said, and then opened the door to go inside.
"Hey, sis!" Caleigh sprang up.
"Hi!"
"Ken too!"
"Caleigh the ADHD spaz."
"Quit picking on me."
"It's true."
"Come on, Janie... Livvie has something for us upstairs!"
"I brought gags and rope just in case!"

The spare room had two spare beds, and there Janie, Caleigh, and Eva were all tied spreadeagle. Caleigh and Eva were on the bed, and Janie was on the floor between the beds. All had their feet near the headboards and their heads toward the footboards. All three were gagged and left for about 45 minutes before being released.

"The Three Rondell sisters!" is what Olivia captioned the photo.

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Wednesday, June 6, 2018

The Wednesday consisted of filming the rest of the movie except for the finale. This was a moment that needed to be given a full day to reach maximum enjoyment. The next day was going to be Janie's moment with her new friends.

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Thursday, June 7, 2018

"I'll show these cowgirls I mean business! Come and get me!"
"Let's show this brat a lesson!"
"She's getting hers finally."

In short, Janie used a rope trap to grab Eva's leg and a lasso to grab Olivia. Then, brute force was used on Caleigh.

All three got roped and gagged. Caleigh got boxtied arms with a harness and crotch rope and bound at her ankles, knees, and thighs. Eva got her wrists and elbows tied in front and then fastened to her bound ankles and knees; her thighs were bound as well. Olivia got her wrists, elbows, ankles, knees, and thighs roped and then her wrists were hoisted to a rafter. All were gagged with handkerchiefs and red bandana cleave gags.

"You've become quite the cowgirl."
"Thanks to you and your family for teaching me how."

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Friday, June 8, 2018

"That sucked, but you tried anyway :P " was what Nichole sent.
"You tried at least," Joyce responded.

"We got a negative percentage from 'Rotten Fr-riend-ohs,' guys," Janie said.
"Oh, well, too bad for them," Ken said, "We had fun."
"Yep, that's what counts."
"Boys, it's time. To the barn, now!" Eva said, holding a nerf gun!
"It's that time indeed," Janie took hers out.
"Move it!" Caleigh ordered while holding her own.
"Don't make us shoot!" Olivia brandished two squirt guns.
"GO!"

The men were forced to walk to the old barn, and there each received a different punishment.

Ken was tied to a post with his elbows and wrists bound behind the post and his ankles, knees, and thighs bound. A harness, waist rope, and ankle rope secured him to the wood.

Tyler was chair tied with his wrists and elbows tied to the sided and his ankles and knees tied to the legs. A harness and waist rope pinned him down further.

Carl was put on the floor spreadeagle in a stall and had rope run from each limb to a post. All gag blue rubber ball gags threaded with handkerchiefs.

"Girl power!"
"Let's sit and talk girl stuff."
"Really anger them!"

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Saturday, June 9, 2018

"That was an awesome adventure. But, now it's time for me to get back in shape for softball part 2."
"You can do it, Janie."
"Fly down tomorrow with my bestie and come back Thursday. It'll be great!"
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Go Janie you can do it! I love the ideas these girls have!
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Chapter 302: Jenny & Sera
Monday, June 11, 2018

"[Is Jenny there]"
"[I think so,]" Giulia said to her brother, "[Why go this way?]"
"[No funny business this way. You know I'm here.]"

Giovanni walked down the hall and opened the first door and then knocked on the second.

"Coming!" Jenny bounded over with ebullience.
"Hi, Giovanna."
"Hi, Giovanni... Come in and sit down... I wanted tonight to be special for us."
"Thank you... this is my first time alone with a single lady who wasn't my own flesh and blood."
"Really? Well, I promise nothing inappropriate, OK?"
"OK."
"The chicken is going back into the oven now. Then we'll have another 10 minutes to talk."
"I'm fine with that."
"Don't be nervous like me. I think I know what you're anxious about."
"Really?" Giovanni asked as she set her timer.
"Yes... So, go ahead," Jenny walked back over and sat down on the other recliner.
"Jenny... I'm serious about you. I'm genuinely serious."
"I feel the same way."
"I want our relationship to become formal..."
"Meaning?"
"I want to court you. We gel well, but I want to explore our spiritual compatibility."
"So you want this to be beyond boyfriend-girlfriend and more like prospective-spouse?"
"Exactly. We know we're good, but now's the time to find out where we stand on the other things... child rearing, finances, chores, working, church, family."
"OK... This is a big step... I suspected this was it."
"Sera and Giulia told you."
"Yeah...so I have been preparing my answer for a few days now... prayerfully so."
"You don't have to answer me tonight."
"I can though. My answer is a resounding 'yes' because you're responsible yet loose. You take God more seriously than any other man I know. You know how to treat me like a lady, yet you respect my personality and quirks. You know how to take control, and when to stay back."
"That makes me happy."
"You make me happy too. So what does this make us?"
"In love. But seeing if Jesus blesses this or not."
"Fair enough. I'm ready for this."

"Here is your cutlet, and here is some pasta. I made this before and set it on the warmer so I could get dressed and not worry about spluts."
"Oh, thick spaghetti... Nice red wine to drink, it's in gravy... This is Giulia's gravy."
"Yes, yesterday she taught me how to make good pasta sauce. And told me what to do to make this special for you this evening... because I naturally asked your big sister how to show her brother how much I adore him."
"You make cheesecake for dessert too?"
"That I had to buy; no time for that!"
"OK. It doesn't matter because the thought means more to me."
"Chicken Parmigiano, thick spaghet', and good drinking wine. What more could you want?"
"I have it already. You."
"Eat up, Gianni, before it gets good."

They talked and ate, and afterwards she brought out the two cheesecakes: red velvet for herself, and cherry for Gianni.

"You know me well."
"I'll learn more about your likes and dislikes with time."
"Jenny, you're very talented with the dimmer switches."
"Thank you."

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"Peter... I'm glad you came to see me again before you go... Virginia is far, but our hearts are close."
"Sera, it will be a slow process... but we can still make time to see each other."
"It's hard. At this point, I am committed to Benny now. He is my priority."
"As he should be."
"It takes a real man to understand that."
"My father said that to me when I told him about you."
"Oh, does your father approve?"
"Not entirely... he says a girl who had a child like that before me will do it with me... but he will not stop me either."
"Well, I shall still meet him someday if we're at that point... and prove him wrong."
"That's what I like about you. You fight tooth and claw. You never give up."
"I can't give up."
"I won't give up on us, either, though I know a long wait is before me."
"Sera, your son needs you. I'll send you a message when my plane lands."
"OK... Peter... before you leave."
"Yes?"
"I want to give you something," Sera put something small into his hands, "May my patron St. Michael protect you."
"Thank you."
"And just for you... Mwah! A kiss on the cheek to remind you how much I care."
"You're really something special. Good night, Sera."
"Good night, Mr. Peter LaRosa."

Sera walked into the house and found her son standing there. He saw the look on his mother's face and knew instinctively that she was in a plaintive mood. Benny followed her into the living room where she sat on the sofa and crawled on her lap and hugged her tightly. Tears were rolling down her cheeks.

"Mommy, why are you sad?"
"Because Mr. Peter is moving to Virginia tomorrow, and I'm scared that he will... forget us."
"You went to school and didn't forget me."
"No... and I never will, my little boy. Now, run along, and get ready for bed."
"Serafina, what are you doing in there?" Giovanni asked as he walked into the house.
"Contemplating... Thinking... Crying... Savoring... How was your night with Jenny?"
"It was perfect... We both value the same things and place the same importance on them... How was yours?"
"Difficult... I worry Peter will forget about me... and then I will be starting over again."
"If he truly wants you, he will never forget."
"When you get to bed... tell Roberto his big sister needs to destress. I'm going to talk to Mama."

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"Sera, you asked for... Oh."
"I need to destress a bit, brother. I figured you'd enjoy it. Just 30 minutes is all I need. Talking to Gianni and Mama was super helpful."
"OK, Sera... you're beautiful."
"Thank you."

Sera was in a red skirt, a black t-shirt, and a red bandana headband. To that was added tight yellow rope binding her wrists, elbows, breasts, waist, ankles, knees, and thighs and hogtying her from ankles to elbows. Her own ball gag was used to shut her up, and a black bandana blindfolded her.

"You're worried about Peter living far away and only away to visit every few months... The girl I love has moved on in life, and I have to hope she's willing to wait two years for me."

That was a sad thought for sure. For sure, 30 minutes flies when you're tied up, and soon Sera was free and giving her brother a tight hug.

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Tuesday, June 12, 2018

"Jenny, I heard good thiiinnnnggsss!"
"You should have! It was a magical evening. Your brother is... incredible."
"I heard that!"
"Stick it, Gianni!" Jenny shouted back then continued, "We make a cute couple."
"You and Sera sure do!"
"[Dogfaced boy!]" Sera quipped back.
"Well! I'm going to go machine a screw, you too."
"Ha ha ha! Good one!"

"Don't forget Joy; it's her birthday!"

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Wednesday, June 13, 2018

"Good job, you two!" Sera said the next day.
"What?" Jenny asked.
"I had to make a new sign for the workplace," Benedetto Randaccio made a wry smile on his face as he passed by.
"Look!" Sera pointed.
"Lemme see, there it is! 'NO KISSING IN THE WORKPLACE'?! WHAT?!"
"I told you the one after lunch was ooooooverkilllllll!"
"Why don't you come by my place tonight, Serafina?"
"Not a chance... I know you're packing Irish-8s."
"I pack heat too, but, whatever. That's my secret."
"I did know you know how to use a gun."
"My father wants his daughter kept safe."

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Thursday, June 14, 2018

"Sera, what happened? How'd you end up in the shed?"
"Turn the light on, Jenn!"
"You're zipped down! Gianni!"
"Prank, yes! Cruel boy! Just cut me out."
"I am... what a prankster."
"He put a strip of tape over my mouth, but that fell off. Then he ran in and told you to do what he had asked me to do."
"Is it real?"
"Yes, but it was still a setup!"
"That boy!"

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Friday, June 15, 2018

"There, I can smooch your cheek in a Mickey D's without any problem," Jenny said to Giovanni.
"We're sitting right here!" Sera said, noting that she, Jenny, Giovanni, and Father were all in a booth together.
"Your father can tell I'm teasing him. I can smooch you, too, and he'll know it's just a friendly kind of kiss."
"Jenny! Gross! You have mustard on your lips!"
"Miss I-hate-mustard!" Giovanni teased.
"You kids," the father shook his head and laughed.
"Mr. Randaccio, would please tell me? Are you OK with Gianni and me?"
"Yes, I am. I can see in your eyes the same glow that Teresa and I have for each other. I love that woman!"
"Thank you. I have approval of both my parents and my prospective in-laws. Hard to beat that."

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Saturday, June 16, 2018

"UGH!" Sera groaned into the orange rubber ball threaded with a purple bandana.

Sera was wearing her purple trainers, a black t-shirt, and her purple bandana with the circles as a headband. Jenny, the captor, had her pink trainers, a lime-green t-shirt, and her pink floral bandana as a kerchief.

Sera was sitting on the dining room side of the railing with her wrists Irish-8 cuffed and her elbows roped, both on the living room side of the railing. Sera's ankles, knees, and thighs were roped, but her legs had been pulled up so that her ankles were above her and on the living room side of the railing.

"MMMM!"
"Sera is tied well!" Roberto remarked.
"You want to tie me up like she is?"
"Sure!
"Great!"

Jenny's wrists were roped, but the rest was the same. Her gag was a blue rubber ball threaded with a pink bandana. Of course, photos and videos showcasing the happy girls were captured [pun intended]. They were like for this for 30 minutes when Roberto heard the expected and familiar knock.

"Get in here quickly, Giulia."
"So this is what it looks like, huh? You must be happy with no girly prating going on."
"What?"
"No girl babbling."
"None."
"They're smiling though. I can tell. So, this is the game that made the friendships that gave us our Sera back."
"Yes, it is. That's all there is to it."
"Our sweet, sweet Serafina, so cozy and secure," Giulia patted her sister's head.
"Mmmmm!" Sera expressed her happiness.
"I love you too. Yep, nothing I want to try myself, though I might need to learn how to do the tying for Jenny's sake!"
"uhm ack uh-orrow an ah'll eath ooh!"
"Deal... you've been so busy we've gotten no girlfriend time; enjoy your day off, kids!"
"ee ooh!"

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Sunday, June 17, 2018

Jenny had changed to pink trainers, a brown tank-top, and a pink camouflage bandana after church, but Sera was still in her navy blue skirt, white t-shirt, and navy blue kerchief bandana. Giulia and Roberto were there with them.

"OK, so my goal is that it's possible for me to just come over and occasionally shag one of you girls and make you happy, OK? It stays on this side of the double door, period. I am not interested in being tied up at all, but I during the week Jenny might feel like being kidnapped and maybe I can sneak over here after dinner, rope her up, set a reminder, and let her go before bed time."
"I like that thought."
"You would, Jenn."
"Giulia, let's demonstrate on Serafina, because she turned 22 last week and deserves to be punished as a result."
"Hey!"

Jenny and Roberto gave a lesson through binding Sera's ankles, knees, thighs, wrists, elbows, breasts, and waist. Then, Roberto guided Giulia through binding all the same plus her crotch as well. Gag safety was made clear, and Giulia was given clearance only to use ball gags to ensure the girls wouldn't get hurt in case Giulia wandered away.

"Jenny, after some practice, you're going to regret having me next door.""

Jenny's life was becoming pure bliss.
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Chapter 303: Joyce
Monday, June 11, 2018

"Who could that be at the door?"
"I don't know," Joyce said to Amanda while on the couch after working opening to 3PM at Publix.
"Hello... Oh, hi!"
"Who is it?"
"Joyce, it's for you."
"Bring whoever it is in."
"Is that how you talk to me?!"
"Ryan?! RYAN! Oh, what are you doing up here?!" Joyce suddenly was full of energy.
"I had to see my favorite lady!"
"Oh, sweetie!" Joyce stood on her tip toes and kissed him on the cheek.
"How are you?"
"I've been better, but not bad."
"Good. I see much life in those big greens you have."
"Aw, you say the cutest things."
"Would you like an early dinner?"
"Yeah! Let me get into something nicer."

Joyce exchanged her Publix green polo and headband and khakis for a short beige skirt and a red blouse. She wanted to be pretty for her husband-to-be.

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"You seem really happy, Joyce. Like, super happy. How about I tie you up?" Amanda asked.
"Sure. Upstairs."
"Sure thing, girl."
"Ever done it in a car?"
"What, no!"
"Oh, there was no nudity, but it was still passionate."
"Don't kill the wedding night like I did, girl."
"Good point."
"Get on the bed, kid."

Ropes bound Joyce's wrists, breasts, ankles, knees, and thighs, and her own ball gag silenced her. It was a good life.

"How is that?"
"Oooh!"
"OK!" I'll be back in 2 hours!"
"Oh-ay!"

Joyce had a task for herself: escape. Joyce was a talented escape artist though not like Caleigh. She enjoyed some gagged shrieking for the first 45 minutes, and then she went to work planning her escape. Once she had evaluated the bonds, then she began attempting to escape them.

"MMM!" Joyce shook as she tried to unknots.

She sat up and reached around to unknot the ropes binding her thighs. That was easy enough. She hopped up and began rubbing the ropes against the post at the corner of the bunk. This helped her slide off the elbow bonds. After some effort, she got the wrist ropes off. Now she just needed to move quickly and wait for Amanda.

"Oh, Joyce, you escaped!"
"I did!"
"MMMMMM!"

Amanda got her arms bound in reverse prayer and held with a harness and crotch rope. A blue rubber ball threaded with a handkerchief gagged the girl in her pink trainers and black t-shirt. Ropes then frogtied her legs from ankles to thighs, and a red bandana blindfolded her.

"Gotcha! Boooobies!"
"MMMM!" Amanda shook but was clearly smiling.
"You've been such a good friend to me... Amanda... I thought for sure I was going to come to Florida and get so depressed I'd end it all. Instead, you reminded me life's still good as long as there are friends nearby, it doesn't matter how far away the others are."
"Mmmmm!"
"Oh, Amanda...," Joyce hugged her tightly, "You've been so good to me!"
"MMMMM!"
"Now... Trent is going to take you away, girl!"
"Oooooh!"
"Enjoy!"
"Awww!"

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Saturday, June 16, 2018

Joyce didn't get much time to play TUGs. She was working full-time at Publix and doing remote work for her Ph.D. advisor even before the semester began. For Joyce, the stress was growing to new heights. She had no enjoyment of her life really except for doting on baby Janie. And the workload grew quickly.

"Gah! I can't take this $#¡+ anymore!" she yelled out loud that day, "It's too much for me."
"Joyce, what's wrong?"
"I need a break. I just need a break. I know in August I am going up to New Jersey for a week, but I can't! I lose a week of work, then the next week I move in with Ash! I don't have time to visit Sera!"
"Joyce, just go upstairs and take a hot bath," Trent suggested.
"That's a good idea, bro! Just escape an hour. I need to remember my professor is just trying to get me a head start."
"OK... Amanda, who's cooking dinner tonight?"
"I think I am actually! Oops! I'll go see what we have since I am not cooking that roast now!"
"OWWWWWWW! Trenton!"
"Joyce! Are you OK?" Trent ran to her.
"Trent, it hurts so bad. Ow ow ow!" she held her left hand.
"Just keep calm."
"Trent, it's the most pain I felt since... Oh, it's awful, isn't it?"
"You definitely broke your wrist."
"Trent, will you take me to the treatment center?"
"OK."

Sure enough, Joyce had slipped on a staircase and broken her right index, middle, and ring fingers by jamming them against the riserswhen she braced her fall. It wasn't severe, but it would take weeks to heal.

"Trent, I didn't need this! I can't afford to waste time healing from this!"
"Joyce, would you shut up? Calm down!" he said while driving them home.
"Yikes! OK..."
"You are letting things stress you beyond all belief and trying to do too much! God is telling you to calm down. When we get home, Amanda will help you take that bath, OK?"
"OK..."
"Just take the bath and relax. Your phone has a waterproof case; call a friend you love and just talk to her. I want you to just take it easy. School can wait until Monday."
"Understood."
"We've got your back."
"Thank you, Trenton... Little brother."
"That's the Joyce I know. Hey, at least you can still be tied up?"
"Yeah! Ha ha! At least I'm a leftie!"

When they got home, they ate dinner and then Joyce dried dishes while Amanda washed... well, then Mr. Patterson washed because baby Janie was hungry. Then Joyce and Amanda went upstairs.

"Joyce... don't do it. We suffered enough last time, and we suffered with Janie."
"What, Amanda?"
"You both tried to kill yourselves after you were attacked, and your stress levels are there again."
"You... you're right... I have had bad thoughts lately, but I haven't dwelled on them much."
"But they're there?"
"Yeah."
"Tell me, Joyce... How do you cope?"
"I don't cope. I just give it out. Some I give some to friends, some to Jesus, and some to various saints. I cannot do it alone. I'd go insane if I tried. I know who to call though."
"Joyce, want me to leave?"
"Stay as you wish. I'm gonna talk to Bridget and then Janie. Bridgie gave me some bath stuff before I left. Before that though I'm calling Uncle Peter V."
"Peter V."
"My dad had a brother named Peter; my mom had a brother named Peter; and my mom's sister married a guy named... guess."
"Peter?"
"Yep. So I have, in my phone, Uncle Peter R., Uncle Peter V., and Uncle Peter D."
"My mom would have turned 57 next month; Daddy 74 in May. I'm calling; Uncle Peter V. is quite deaf, so it might get loud."
"OK."
"Dialing!"
"Hello?" answered an old man.
"Hi, Uncle Peter! It's little Joyce!"
"Oh, hi. How's my niece?"
"She's doing good, though she had a bit of a spill today."
"You're not hurt, are you?"
"I broke my fingers, but it's minor."
"Your father grabbed you when you were falling."
"Oh, Uncle..."
"We ought to make plans to visit each other when you're up here this summer. Maybe we could meet partway?"
"Yeah! That's a good idea. Uncle, I called to ask you something."
"I'm listening."
"Since Daddy's gone... would you... excuse me a second," Joyce muted the phone and sniffed because she was crying.
"Joyce?"
"I'm still here... Would you... give away the bride at my wedding? In Daddy's place. I already had plans for the wedding and the party for the seats reserved for the parents of the bride to be made up but left empty."
"You asked me to do a favor for my baby brother. How can I say no?"
"Thank you, Uncle."
"I miss him every day. Him calling me at random times just to pick on my golf score."
"You two were close."
"Sure... because we were born on opposite sides of the Pond!"
"Oh, you two always were funny."
"I gotta go; Susan says dinner is ready. I'll call you tomorrow and tell you some stories that might be new to you."
"OK! I'll like that a lot!"
"OK. Love you."
"Love you too! Bye!"
"Bye!"

In another minutes, Joyce was in the hot bathtub with

"What was that stuff you added to the water?"
"Some bath things my friend Bridget gave me before I left. She really likes using bath scrubs and essential oils and the like; she says they help the body to relax."
"Bridget? The tough rowing girl that could wrestle John Cena and win?"
"Yes, her. She's really a sensitive soul underneath the rough exterior."
"I guess so."
"Dialing! Hi, Bridgie!"
"Joyce! Oh, it's so, so good to hear your voice! How are your fingers?!"
"They hurt, but I'm OK because I am doped up. Bridgie, I'm taking a bath right now, and I'm using the things you gave me!"
"Aw, aren't they good? I especially use them after something has left me tense."
"I'm tense all right, and it smells so good. Thanks for giving me these."
"You're very welcome! I wanted to let you know something... I'm going to be in New Jersey at the same time you are! I already claimed staying at Jenny's, too, so you'll have to stay with Sera. I bet you're so disappointed to hear that."
"Bridget... how could you?! That's heartbreaking! I never get any girl time with Jenny and was so looking forward to it!"
"Oh, no! Really?!"
"No! I'm pulling your leg! Jenny and I have never been as close as I am with the rest of you."
"Yeah, that's kind of weird considering you two gel so well!"
"It's just the way it is; God knew she wasn't the right person for my sorrows although I was a perfect Calculus tutor for her!"
"Yep! Wait til August; you're going to love her more in close quarters!"
"I'm sure of it. Gotta go! My sister from another mother is beeping in."
"OK! Talk soon!"
"Bye, girlfriend!"
"Hi, Janie... hold on one second... Amanda wants a word."
"I haven't seen you so happy... ever."
"You know why? I'm at peace, Amanda. I have learned to accept what has happened to me. It's OK to think about my parents and miss them, but it's not OK to wallow in sadness. What I struggle with right now is loneliness, and I will learn how to overcome that and solidify myself, by prayer, through the Church, and keeping my faith."
"Good girl!" Janie shouted.
"Oh, you heard us still. Not a problem."
"Joyce, there are so many reasons I love you."
"Aw, Janie... I'm just here nursing broken fingers with Amanda's help."
"Broken fingers?! What happened?!"
"I tripped going up the stairs and broke three fingers in my right hand. Thank God it was my right hand because us lefties use our left hands more!"
"No kidding? I never realized lefties used their left hands more. I never knew this about myself. Thanks, Joyce!"
"Ha ha Janie you always complement me."
"And I compliment you!"
"D'ohhhhhhh! I love you... thank you for being, as I just called you, my sister from another mother."
"Even Trent feels that way about you."
"I slot perfectly between Lauren and him, really!"
"Yeah, you do! Miss '95!"
"That's why I make rope look so sexy and beautiful!"
"Don't kid yourself; your parents did that."
"Oh, silly! I thought for sure it was something outside my control!"
"Do I need to explain genetics to you?"
"Stop it!"
"OK. I made a nice display at my husband's office yesterday."
"Oh, dear, what happened?"
"I was chair tied and opened up for some binder clips... before he gagged me!"
"OUCH!"
"It was fun beyond that."
"How's married life?"
"Better than I could have dreamt. He's everything I wanted... and I hope we get to our 75th."
"He'd be almost 100!"
"I know! We'll be so cute as an old couple though. We'll be the couple holding hands in the grocery store!"
"That I can picture."
"It's going to be amazing to see you again."
"What's keeping you?"
"Lauren and her baby, really! I want to be here for the birth of my sister's child!"
"I can see you just bouncing all over the country so you can spoil those kids of hers!"
"I know, right?"

Before long, Joyce was off the phone and getting dried off. Amanda wrapped her tightly in a hug while she did so.

"You can be tied up like this all night, Joyce. Will you accept?"
"I accept! Broken fingers don't stop me from being tied even if I can't tie!"

Joyce got roped at her wrists, elbows, breasts, waist/crotch, ankles, knees, lower thighs, upper thighs, and big toes. Amanda gagged her with the blue ball gag with black straps. She was neatly tucked into bed and blindfolded with a purple bandana.

"Good night, Joyce. I'll get you in the morning."
"Mmmmmm!"

Joyce squirmed for a while for some fun and stimulation since it was relatively early before she settled into a nice spot to sleep. Yeah, she'd have to change the sheets, but she didn't mind. She was just happy to have a place where she was welcomed, wanted, and loved.
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Chapter 304: Zoe
Sunday, June 10, 2018

"Look, I bought my own skirt yesterday, OK?" Zoe said to Joy.
"Zoe... You can borrow my clothes still... just that I... it's a me issue, Zo'. OK?"
"Are you coming with me?"
"Because you're my sister, I'm willing to jump into the unknown with you."

Zoe's skirt and kerchief bandana were a verdant green, and her long-sleeve t-shirt was pink. Joy was wearing her all blue skirt, long-sleeve t-shirt, and kerchief bandana. Joy noticed Zoe's countenance had fallen.

"Sis, what's eating you?"
"Just thinking about how I've not been a good sister, really. How much you've suffered and how little I helped."
"You helped me shake my habit of sleeping around like a prostitute. Quit beating yourself up on account of me."
"It's just... I don't want you to feel like I'm trying to upstage you or something."
"Don't worry about it. Blue looks horrible on you anyway. Only the nature colors look good on you; I can wear anything."
"You have that, sis, that's for sure."
"Let's go."

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"Samantha... my mind is made-up...," Zoe said nervously, "I want to join this church."
"Really?! That's wonderful, Zoe! I'll introduce you to the priest!"
"OK. I am kind of scared of talking to him."
"He's nice, and you'll love his wife!"

"Zoe," Michael asked her when he got a moment, "Would you like to go out tonight?"
"Yes, I would, actually... I kind of was hoping you'd ask."

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"How was your date?" Joy asked her sister with eager anticipation.
"Good... Really good."
"That's good to hear."
"He's studying to be a priest, and I will not marry him until I'm a member."
"What?!"
"That's it, Joy. My mind is made up. That's where I want to be. I want to be a Russian girl with a bandana or headscarf pulled around her head and quietly standing in a corner and getting Jesus from a weird spoon and worshiping Jesus with tones of smoke and pious songs,"
"OK..."
"Joy, you don't have to join me on this journey, but I can't do it without your love and support."
"Ummm..."
"Because, it's not easy to say, but I love you... and I admire you. You're strong and brave where I'm a panicky person. When I got the phone call that you'd been hurt, I cried my eyes out. Then, I went to the hospital, and you were strong and confident even if you stuff like cutting your finger makes you lose your cool. When Nichole was hurt, you were brave and rode with her, and the second time you kept Jenny calm."
"Zoe, you're strong too."
"Me? The girl who so can't handle pain she had to be knocked out to have her wisdom teeth pulled?"
"That's awful, really."
"I am the girl who shrieks when she gets a shot. No, you're my strong little sister. The one who always wins when we get into a wrestling match even if I'm bigger. Joy, please. I need your love on this one. I can't force you to do this with me, but I want you to stand by me through it."
"OK, Zoe, I will."
"Thanks, sis. I wish I had gotten closer to you when we were younger."
"Don't sweat it. I'll stick to you throughout it."
"Bridget, would you lightly tie two gangsters together?"
"Sure!"

The girls were tied together at their wrists, elbows, ankles, and upper thighs. This gave two binding points on each limb. It was an easy escape, but one that the sisters would savor.

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Tuesday, June 12, 2018

"Bye, Mom!" Joy hung up the phone.
"Beautiful sister of mine!" Zoe hugged her sister, "I have a birthday surprise for you!"
"Really?"
"Yes! Look! A sleeper sofa!"
"What's that mean?"
"Perfect, for leaving my sister tied up while I go to work!"
"MMMMM!"

Joy's ball gag was padlocked to ensure her silence. After much struggle, Zoe removed Joy's clothes and bound her wrists and elbows. A breast harness and waist rope pinned her arms down. Then, Zoe bound Joy's ankles, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs. A rope was run from her ankles to the base of the bed and from her neck to the top, thoroughly pinning the girl down.

"Here's the gag key!"
"MMMMM!"
"Bridgie will see the note when she comes out and will let you go."
"MMMMM!"
"Byeeeeee!"
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

"Is she gone?"
"Mmm hmm!"
"OK. I'm bringing my big bad blanket that Aunt Carrie bought me when I was in high school."
"MMM!"
"Oh, Joy... you don't need to be afraid... I'm removing that choke rope unless you like it. Do you?"
"Nuh uh!"
"Good. It's going then. There... I'm still tired. But your friend is here."
"Mmm..."

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"Mmmmmm... Roberto..."
"Hmmm?"
"Roberto... how about...," and then when Bridget muttered what followed.
"HUH?! GMPH!"
"OW! Oh, my gosh!" Bridget awoke from Joy head-butting her in the stomach.
"*silence*"
"Joy, you just attacked me in your sleep!"
"Ur uh uhn ith erhertih antathieth!"
"I was dreaming about Roberto and talking in my sleep, wasn't I?"
"Mmm hmm."
"Sorry... every time I get in a bed with another person, I start thinking about him. Oh, Joy!"
"Awww...," Joy put her head on Bridget's chest.
"It's no use," Bridget pet Joy's head a bit, "He's just my sex boy!"
"No! Ooh uv him!"
"You're a good friend, Joy. It's only 10. I need at least 4 more hours sleep. I can't keep you like this, can I?"
"Mmm hmm."
"OK then."

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"How was your captivity?"
"Pretty good. Bridget and I went to Meijer afterwards and did our shopping for the week and stuff."
"Nice. Now, Joy, sit down and close your eyes... I have a birthday gift for you."
"OK!"
"There it is! Open your eyes."
"Ha ha! Zoe! Purple rope! And, ooh, Risk Why? That's too much money."
"Quit the modesty. Mom bought almost all the rope."
"Mom?! Oh, she's the most adorable mother."
"And the game so we have something besides video games."
"Thanks, Zoe! I don't feel like it today, but maybe tomorrow night I can test the rope on you?"
"Sure thing, girl!"
"Let's try this on Saturday when Bridgie has time. Sammy plays it with her cousins."
"I also brought home dinner courtesy Grandpa and Grandma."
"Cracker Barrel!"

Joy didn't like restaurants too much, but she preferred burger joints, diners, and Cracker Barrel. Joy was a true American girl to say the least. To make it better, Zoe even made sure they all got dessert.

To say Zoe loved Joy was an understatement.

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Wednesday, June 13, 2018

"Brown?"
"Needed something earthy so I'd be a sexy Gangster but also going well with purple."
"OK, Zoe, you get your wish then!"

Zoe had brown trainers, a pink t-shirt, and a brown bandana headband with her ponytail held by a pink scrunchie.

"It's not a lot, so how about a regular tie?"
"Sure."

Joy bound Zoe's ankles, knees, thighs, wrists, elbows, waist/crotch, and breasts. Zoe found her little sister's ball gag in her mouth. Lastly, a pink bandana blindfolded Zoe.

"Selfies!" Joy said.
"Mmmm!"

Joy loved cuddling with Zoe, especially while watching the Twins games! And that's what she did that night.

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Friday, June 15, 2018

"Joy, can I borrow your tan outfit?"
"The denim skirt?"
"Yeah, that one."
"Sure thing. Though you're legs are a little longer."
"No worries."
"Let me get this off the hanger. Want the bandana too?"
"Yes, please. Thinking of getting myself a matching skirt and want to gauge first."
"Whatever! Just don't ruin or keep them."
"I have my own shirt to use."

Zoe went in the bathroom and put on the beige denim skirt and kerchief bandana and a long-sleeve brown t-shirt. She was in there for quite a while. Zoe was staring staring in a mirror at herself and thinking about her sister. Finally, she emerged.

Joy herself was in a pink skirt and bandana headband with a purple t-shirt.

"Well?"
"You look gorgeous."
"Really?"
"Definitely."
"Good... because I wanted to look my best during our kidnapping!"
"Kidnapping? Oh, crud! Mmmmm!"

Joy's new purple rope was used to bind her ankles, knees, thighs, wrists, breasts, and waist. The same rope that bound her elbows also hogtied her to her ankles.

"Zoe!"
"Don't worry. Bridgie has the night off and is kidnapping me with you!"
"I see now," Bridget said, "Your rope is a nice brown!"
"Exactly!"

Zoe was soon bound the same way. Then came the gag. Joy got a sock and a purple bandana with purple duct tape wrapped 8 times. Zoe got a sock and a brown bandana, but then came her twist.

"Is this the packing tape you mentioned?" Bridget asked, holding a dispenser with brown packing tape.
"Mmm hmm!"
"OK!"

The dispenser allowed Bridget to be tighter than her usual cruelty, which meant 8 layers of packing tape was absolutely devastating to Zoe's face and left her mute. Bridget took photos and videos of the sisters who were hogtied on the sleeper sofa.

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Saturday, June 16, 2018

"Was that fun yesterday?" Bridget asked her roommates.
"Beautiful. I had lines in my face until this morning!" Zoe said with a laugh.
"The mutual admiration and love you two have for each other is just adorable."
"Aren't we?"
"Yes. It's a privilege witnessing it."
"Someone's at the door."
"I'll get it. Kristina?"
"Hi, Bridgie!"
"What?! How did you get here? Did Dad drop you off?"
"No, I rode my bike!"
"I know it's only 10 minutes, but you crossed 18 on a bicycle?!"
"It was easy! Dad said I can do that if I can ride a bike to school!"
"Buh. Guh! You don't jus... I wasn't allowed to, and the world gets more dangerous every year! I would have come and got you!"
"Bridgie! I'm 14; I'm responsible enough now! I thought you'd be happy to see me. I'm going home."
"Kristina, wait!" Zoe stopped, "I'm a big sister too, girl. Come take a seat."
"Why should I?"
"Because Bridget loves you and doesn't want you to get hurt even if she's being bossy. She can be wrong and still be trying to do the right thing."
"Zoe gets bossy with me, too... But she only means well, so I try not to get upset though sometimes I blow up."
"What does that mean for me?"
"That you should tell Bridget to quit being bossy and that you're grateful for her caring."
"Try it. In your way!"
"Bridgie, you're not Mom or Dad! Dad said it's OK, so talk to him about it if you're so worried. I just wanted to visit my hero in her own place and let her see how mature her baby sister is."
"Awww, Kristina!" Bridget grabbed her sister in a tight hug.
"Now, Kristina, you know what's the best way to show your big sister how big you've gotten?"
"No! Tell me, Joy!"
"You kidnap her!"
"Oh, that's easy! I'm bigger than Bridgie now!"
"Poor Bridge!"

Bridget might have regretted wearing black trainers and a pink t-shirt as she and Kristina began wrestling. Kristina was now big enough put Bridget into a lock and tie her wrists behind her back. After that, more rope bound her elbows, breasts, ankles, and thighs and hogtied her. A black bandana cleave gag and strips of black tape silenced her.

"Mmmmm!"
"Thanks, you two, for stepping in before Bridget and I had a real fight."
"Zoe's a good big sister to both Bridget and I, even if she's not Bridget's big sister."
"Joy!" Zoe blushed as she drank her water.
"She's right! I like you as a big friend, Zoe!"

Zoe had a pretty cool life!
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Chapter 305: Janie
Friday, June 15, 2018

"Would you believe Caleigh and I flew down to Houston Monday morning, stayed through Wednesday, and came back on a 9PM flight and never once did one of us get tied up!"
"Actually, no!" Tyler snarkily said at the breakfast table.
"Punk @$$."
"Someone had to be the bad guy."
"You're up, and Caleigh is sleeping?" Ken asked.
"Well...," Janie began.
"Janie tied Caleigh after we got back at 1AM."
"Oh... So Caleigh's right now working on her latest escape."
"Yes."
"Heh heh!" Janie snickered.
"Good morning siblings and b!+c# sister-in-law!" Caleigh entered with a smile on her face and a song in her voice.
"Someone's had a happy pill!"
"Someone's got a big mess of rope to clean up, too. And it isn't going to be me!"
"Janie, today's going to be a mostly quiet day in the woodshop for me. I'll be alone all day; I was hoping you and Tyler could join me and give a hand."
"What'll you be up to?" Janie asked her husband.
"Cutting and building. It'll be all work on my current projects for customers."
"I'd be glad to come!"
"Tyler?"
"Sure!"

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"This is it!"
"Oh, man, it's so big and amazing!" Janie said as she bounced into the wide and open space.
"Isn't it?"

Janie was ready to help in a workshop, so she had changed into blue jeans, a yellow-and-black plaid long-sleeve button-up shirt, and a yellow bandana headband with her braid held by a black scrunchie. The added weight didn't take away from the spring in her 19 year-old legs though.

"Janie, Tyler's been here before. You need the drill. 90% of what I ask is for things to be brought or taken away. You familiar with wood shapes and sizes?"
"Yeah, I had to take a class with that kind of stuff drilled into our heads."
"Ha ha. Nice try," Tyler rolled his eyes.
"Stop it. Noogies!"
"I hate being the shorter brother!" he laughed as Janie put him in a headlock.
"You'll figure it out. Today I'm working on a custom dresser, and it's due the end of next week. So I need smooth from you two, OK?" Ken made sure.
"OK!"
"Janie, first thing I need you to do is help me over here."
"OK."
"And now I tie you up!"
"KEN! Tyler, stop him!"

Janie was dragged behind the office door, and the door was shut but not locked. Tyler listened by the door knowing Ken would never do anything "dirty" at work.

"Ken, don't you do this to me. Stop. You're being mean to me."
"It's not mean. I promise you'll be out by 11AM."
"You better keep that promise!"
"I will!" after some time, more came out.
"Ken, you dirty boy you! Put those back!"
"Oh, Janie, just stop it!"
"Where did you get those?!"
"From your friend Joyce."
"OUCH! Ken! OWWWWWWWW! Oh, that pain!"
"Would you shut up?!"
"MMMMMM!"
"I'll wrap some tape around your head to really keep you quiet."
"MMMMM!"
"There... now we can rope these up too."
"MPH!"
"Quit being a brat!"
"MMMMMM!"
"There! I'll be back, sweetie."
"MMMMM!"
"Tyler, stay out of the office. You can listen, but not enter."
"Why did you do that to her?"
"Because I love her, and I know she likes it even if she was fussing a lot and even though I could use her help."

Janie was roped at her wrists, forearms, elbows, ankles, shins, knees, lower thighs, upper thighs, breasts, and waist/crotch. Rope ran from her wrists to her ankles, and her shirt was opened and her black sports bra pulled up to reveal her breasts. Her breasts had binder clips on them with rope from the wire connecting the clips to her ankle bonds. She was gagged with a blue rubber ball threaded with a green bandana and 3 layers of microfoam tape.

"MMMMM OWWWWW! UGH!" Janie struggled. She had to pull on her wrists, ankles, or breasts.

This was going to be long, tiresome, and fun.

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"Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Mmm hmmm!" said a sweaty Janie as Ken untied her wrists and elbows.
"Good... now, I really can use your help, but I wanted you to have the fun first so that you'd enjoy the work more on your first day."
"MMmmmm!"
"There... put yourself back together."
"Mmmm!" Janie began pulling the tape off her face, being very careful as she did so. Then she took off the ball gag.
"Well?"
"That was a blast!" Janie pulled her bra back down.
"Good!" Ken was putting things away as she removed each bond.
"I enjoyed it a lot!" she began untying her many leg bonds and soon was free.
"That's what I like, a happy Janie!"
"Tada!" Janie hugged Ken.
"Button up your shirt, please."
"Only you could do that to me and only end up smiling with no sexual thrill from it."
"Ha ha!"
"I'll close this up when I done sweating. I wore the sports bra in case I got sweaty anyway not planning this!"

Soon, Janie was being her husband's gopher and running here-and-there. She and Tyler actually had a lot to do. Tyler took some time to teach Janie how to properly finish wood. He had Caleigh's artistic touch in that regard, but Janie mostly lacked that perfection. Good enough for a first coat though.

Then, the trio sat down to eat lunch, which was varied. Janie ate a microwave dinner and an apple. Ken ate a ramen cup with a store-bough pocket pie. Tyler ate a deli chicken sandwich. After that, it was back to work.

Janie actually took off her shirt and put her braid in a bun at this point and continued working. These boys were no strangers to girls working while wearing sports bras. But, Janie loved the work.

At the end of the day and before leaving, Janie gave Ken a tight hug and a peck on the cheek.

"It's fun working with you guys!"

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Saturday, June 16, 2018

"How was it... really?" Caleigh pressed Janie at the gym.
"What do you mean?"
"Tyler said you were tied up but that it was R rated."
"It was a ton of fun, really. He was mean to me!"
"Ken? To you?!"
"Yeah... as mean as he is to you girls!"
"I buy that," Eva said.
"He put binder clips on my nipples... before he gagged me!"
"Ouch, that's painful!"
"Yikes!"
"I got a bit of a kick out of it. It gave me a nice trilemma."
"Suit yourself," Caleigh said.
"I'd try it, but I've always been the toughest," Eva retorted.
"Really? Give me a way you're tougher than Caleigh."
"I rolled my ankle so badly during a high school volleyball game that I needed surgery. I finished the game."
"Sadly, that ended Eva's chance of collegiate volleyball. She was good enough to get a scholarship too."
"Got your volleyball uni still?" Janie asked.
"Yeah!"
"You'll be tied up in it tonight, and you'll get to taste binder clips."
"Yes!"

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"Pretty sexy, Eva," Janie said of the dark red and mustard yellow colors on the uniform.
"Thank you. Yours is cool too!" Eva referred to Janie's white home uniform, which she was allowed to keep.
"Just sit on the bed."
"As you wish."
"You really do enjoy having me as a sister."
"Exactly. I love you the same way I love Caleigh!"
"That's very kind of you, Eva!"

Janie bound Eva with considerable effect. She roped Eva's wrists, elbows, ankles, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs and waist/crotch before she moved to Eva's top.

"We'll just pull this up... and then... pull up this sports bra."
"This is very adult Janie!"
"Yes, it is. Now, I'm going to gag you so that--"
"Nope! Gag me after! I want to feel what you felt!"
"OK. Don't say you weren't warned. Here it comes."
"OW! Ooohh! That's a nasty pinch!"
"There's a second."
"OOH! Yikes! That does hurt."
"Ready now?"
"Yes."
"OK!"
"MMMM!" Eva got the blue ball bag with black straps.
"Now it gets better."

Janie ran rope from the wire between the clips to her lower thighs so that Eva would pull on the clips if she tried to lean back or straighten her legs. Lastly, Janie blindfolded her with a yellow bandana.

"MMMM!"
"That looks painful," Caleigh said from her position of observation.
"I'm in this softball uniform for a reason! Take advantage, Cay!"
"Oh, OK!"
"Blonde!"

Janie was in the typical Minn Tech home white with a white headband and a navy blue scrunchie for a braid, as she typically wore. Caleigh destroyed Janie using wire. The tight stuff bound her wrists, forearms, elbows, breasts, waist/crotch, ankles, knees, and thighs and hogtied her from ankles to elbows. Janie was gagged with a blue rubber ball threaded with a navy blue bandana and strips of white duct tape, and a white bandana blindfolded her.

"MMMMMM!"
"Booooobies!" Caleigh said while fondling Janie's boobs.

Janie, however, was in position to be displayed for the club. Caleigh loved tormenting the girl in various ways. The best part, though, was handing the girl to her husband.

"Keep her well. Don't do anything naughty."
"I promise I won't touch anything below her tummy."
"OK!"
"Mmmm!" Janie was thrown over Ken's shoulder and taken away.
"Having fun, Eva?"
"Mmm hmm!"
"Weirdo. I could never stomach being yanked like that."
"Hmmm."
"OK!"

After some time, Eva was in pajamas and telling Caleigh how much fun she'd had. At the same time, Janie was in bed in her softball uniform, bound and gagged, and being cuddled by the man she loved.

"Gosh, I love that Janie," Eva told her sister.
"She's a good kid."
"She's my age!"
"Think we will ever find our Prince Charmings?"
"I don't know! I think so. Just need patience."

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Sunday, June 17, 2018

"I love you, big guy!" Janie told Ken when the gag came off.
"I love you back!"
"Is it all a dream?"
"Nope!"
"Good... This is the best. Sad that next month we leave this for Florida."
"It's worth it, though... for you."
"Awww..."
"Let's untie you."
"OK!"

It was another chapter in Janie's joyous life.
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Chapter 306: Hannah
Monday, June 18, 2018

"Nichole's on her way to St. Louis. All I have here is Lauren and the Ralstons."

Hannah had been a bit despondent since pausing things with Landon. She really liked something about him, but she felt like she was a bad influence. She had class today at least.

"Want to give things another chance?" came a text from Landon later that day.
"Let me think. I will call you later."

Hannah was distracted in class, and for lunch she stopped and got a sandwich. She sat down on a bench by the fountain when someone sat next to her.

"You OK?"
"Hi, Lauren. No, I'm not OK."
"Why are you hurting?"
"There's a boy I like, and he likes me. I ended it, and he's asking for a second chance."
"Why did you end it?"
"Because I'm a bad person. I've done bad things, and I'm ripe for regression."
"Why do you say that?"
"Druggies, criminals, p0rn models... we all go back. We always do."
"Now I can at least tell you a story of someone who did something bad and genuinely got away."
"One person does not a rule make."
"No, but one proves it's possible to escape."
"That's a positive attitude for sure. Who?"
"Bridget."
"Bridget, really?"
"She was the school bully and a violent girl. You know what she did to Jenny."
"Yeah..."
"She even once pushed me against the wall."
"Really?"
"But she learned first how not to be a good person, and then later learned how to control herself."
"So there's a chance I'll learn to be happy without the thrills or to find them elsewhere?"
"Kind of... Yeah. I can tell you know that old life was bad. You know the feeling of being high isn't such a good feeling and that the loss of your mind is actually a terrible emotion. You know selling yourself as a toy for creeps in their mother's basements is bad. There's no genuine thrill in trying to break the law."
"Right on all counts. It's the lazy way out."
"That it is."
"I'm going to tell Landon I will be by his house on Wednesday on my quiet day. To talk."
"That's it."
"I'm glad you sat down."
"I'm glad you did. So our paths could cross."
"Lauren, am I a good person?"
"You're imperfect as we all are, and you try to be a good person. You just are learning how to discern the voice of the devil from the voice of God."
"Am I ever. Just... just last night I... I..."
"Yes?"
"Was bored and feeling lonely and was j@**ing off to p0rn. Never watched any before, but there I was. I can't imagine why any girl enjoys it, and then I thought about Joy, Janie, and Joyce."
"And?"
"I realized how one small mistake can lead to emotional agony."
"Look where my sister ended up..."
"It doesn't seem real what happened."
"I know... but see how fast it turned around for her?"
"Such a beautiful thing."
"Joy's turnaround has been years in the making, and Nichole is slowly warming up to certain things after 17 years of being Jenny's friend."
"Be patient?"
"Yep... that's it. Be patient. Hannah, everyone sees in you a brilliant flower just waiting to bloom. The problem though is that everyone's giving up proper pruning, fertilizer, and the right amount of water, but you have to choose to open up."
"I guess."
"Come by my house for dinner tonight. We're having meatloaf, and I know you like that."
"How do you know that?!"
"You got meatloaf at the restaurant on graduation day!"
"Damned social media!"
"You text people a lot."
"I do. Joy, Casey, Jenny, Stacy... lots of names end in eeeee."
"Stacy?"
"Stacy's one of my only friends. She's such a good kid from a good family, but like me she became a rebel and ended up with Greg the freak."
"Oh... was she the girl you...?"
"YES! I talk to her so much just because... We have other friends that are better and closer... but we survived that ordeal together."
"Oh..."
"Lauren, even when the fear is gone... when the bad guy's in jail, you worry that any second he will escape and obsessively chase you for vengeance... when the bad guy's in hell, he still torments you."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I had to tell Joy and Nichole this because they witnessed it in action, and I told Jenny as a condition of being roommates. I have genuine, professionally diagnosed PTSD. Most of the time it's cold sweats, but sometimes just being bound and gagged, only if I am left alone for even just a couple minutes, I just lose everything completely. It's worse because I was only 17 when it happened. Stacy understands it as a co-survivor. Even last night... I lost it completely and woke up so soaked in sweat that I had to take off my pajamas."
"That's horrible. I'm sorry your life's been so traumatic."
"When I lived alone, every little noise made me jump or scream. Parking lot at night... I actually carried a blade against Best Buy policy. Most night's I slept 2 or 3 hours tops. I'm glad that life's over, but I cannot ever live alone as long as I live. I can't even be left alone for a week without freaking out."
"Why don't you spend the week at my house?"
"Me?"
"Just a week until Nichole's back."
"Thanks... I accept your generosity."
"OK. Payment will be made in being my rope toy tonight, Wednesday, and Friday. Deal?"
"Deal!"

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"Perfect!" Zack snapped a photo on Lauren's phone.
"OK!" Lauren said, although they were in a dining room and not a basement.
"MMMMM!" Hannah groaned as rope pulled her elbows together.
"Hey, you accepted."
"MMMMMM!"
"Cool Girls' Club is now trolling Hannah Bandana!" Zack said.
"MMMMMM!"

Ropes bound Hannah's wrists, breasts, ankles, knees, and thighs first. The navy blue bandana headband she had been wearing now instead covered the duct tape strips that held a sock in her mouth. Yes, this was an outfit she borrowed with Nichole's permission.

"Thanks for dressing smart for me," Lauren grinned.
"Mmmm!" Hannah responded, "Awwww!"
"There... Now Hannah can squirm and entertain Zack and I while we play a friendly game of Sorry!"
"I can't believe she still has that game. A little kids game. But she'll someday play it with our children since it's been well-taken care of."
"We're not play that, Hannah. I'm teasing. More likely Rage! is the game."
"Mmph!"

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Wednesday, June 20, 2018

"Landon, I don't know why you insist on me. I'm not there yet."
"Sometimes two people just have an affinity for each other; they know they will not only complement, but iron out each other's folds."
"MMMMMM!"
"That's admirable in a good way at least... that you feel that way."
"Why don't you just pause a minute and give yourself a chance? Only you are scared of you. We're not."
"MMMMMM!"
"You're actually right. My friends love me; my parents love me; my grandma loves me. At least we're friends for now."
"Exactly."
"MMMMMM!"
"Now, how long are you going to leave Liz under you like that?" Hannah asked him
"How long do you plan to keep using Leah as a chaise lounge?"
"MMMMMM!"
"I don't know?"
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM EEEEEEEK GRRRR!"

The two girls were in matching black trainers and green t-shirts. This house seemed to have everything in 5-15 colors. Ropes bound their ankles, knees, thighs, wrists, elbows, breasts, and waist. Both had 1.5 inch ball gags: Leah's was yellow, and Liz's was pink. Liz was under her brother on the sofa, and Hannah and Leah were on the coffee table.

"I'm pretty comfortable! Although she does play soccer and kicks pretty hard!"
"She really does!"
"I could torture her, but I won't do that to her because she's my friend. I have a feeling these two will be my friends for a very long time."
"Haha!"
"Mmmmmmmm!"
"That's a happy Leah!" Hannah said as she put her captive in a tight hug.

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"Voila!" Hannah said to Lauren that night.
"School girl p0rn?"
"Par excellence from moi!"
"Oh brother!"
"Now! This skirt is sexy enough for me or Nichole! But the top vest will got perfect as part of an autumn outfit along with a nice skirt I bought."
"Suit yourself!"

Ropes bound Hannah's wrists, forearms, elbows, breasts, ankles, shins, knees, and thighs. This time, Lauren took Hannah's black bandana headband and stuffed it in her mouth and put strips of red tape over her mouth to hold that stuffing in there.

"MMmmmmm!"
"Oh, shut up!" Lauren took some pictures that sort of looked like the one below.
"MMmmmmm!"

"Oh, stop it!"
"MMMMM!" Hannah was hogtied from ankles to elbows, "MMMM!"
"Fine!"
"Eee!" two strips of the red tape blindfolded her.
"Perfect little damsel."
"MMMMM!"

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Friday, June 22, 2018

"Landon, this was nice. I'm glad we got lunch. I'm sorry if my low self-confidence ever makes one of these a bummer for you."
"Just give yourself a chance, Nichole. It'll come with time."
"Well, my time's running out. I finish my class in two weeks, and then at the end of July I begin my move to NC."
"We're all going to miss you over here in the Ralston house. All of us."
"I have to give this a shot. Nothing hurts like a parent denying their love; and this is my chance to prove that I've... learned. That I want to be a good daughter to them."
"That's admirable."
"I'll see you soon."
"OK."

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Blue jeans and a pink long-sleeve t-shirt were all Hannah wore this time as she didn't want her bandana jammed in her mouth like that again. She was however quite the entertaining girl to tie up because she knew how to act as a model and how to play as a TUGger. Thus, Lauren found a ton of angles in which to play with her friend. Ropes already bound her ankles, knees, thighs, wrists, and breasts. A sock and strips of blue tape gagged her. Like this, but Hannah's hair is longer and bit paler.

"Mmmm!"
"This waist rope will be fun!"
"MMMMMM!"
"Yeah, that one will make you wet yourself. You'll have fun."
"MMMMM!"

Hannah decided to pursue that angle. She pulled on the crotch rope with glee and fought the ropes until she felt that thrill.

"mmmmmmmmmmmm!"
"She found it. Hannah...," Lauren removed the tape, "Enjoy... you're not getting freed until this time tomorrow night."
"What?! Are you offering to 24 hour me?"
"I am... 24 hours of being given the TLC you so deserve."
"OK!"
"All right!"
"MMMMM!" a blue rubber ball threaded with a handkerchief gagged her.

Ropes bound her elbows as well. Then, Lauren laid her on Caleigh's old bed.

"Good night, friend."

Hannah kept fighting and stuff until she'd made a major mess of things. Then, she finally relaxed and went to sleep. For the first time, she silently prayed... thanking God for friends like Lauren and that she could learn to be as positive and faithful as girls like Jenny.
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Chapter 307: Memories LXXIX - Back and Better Than Ever
Monday, September 12, 2016

"I hate this! I hate this! I hate this!" I thought to myself.

I was understandably frustrated.
I had a cast on my left leg and on my right arm because of fractures to my radius, ulna, carpals, tibia, tarsals, and metatarsals; and they had to be a splint-cast-thing because of the lacerations and surgery cuts.
My head throbbed terribly from a moderate concussion and the massive scabbing on the back of my head.
My jaw was busted but only with a hairline fracture; I couldn't eat solids.
My chest ached from 4 broken ribs, three on the right. Thankfully nothing threatened my organs.
My torso throbbed from the massive injuries done to my internal organs and the violent lacerations there.
There were aches from surgeries on my abdominal cavity, leg, foot, and arm. Being punched, beaten, and kicked will do that to you.
Plus, my left elbow and shoulder had been dislocated as had my right foot. They folded instead of breaking. Lucky me?
Lacerations and brutal scrapes covered my body, amounting to exactly 493 stitches not counting the dozens from operation cuts. The worst ones were the two gashes, a seven inch one that wrapped around my ribs and under right breast and a 9 inch one, as wide as two of my fingers combined, on my back. Most were on my legs and torso and showed the combination of cleats and brass knuckles that had mutilated me.

"Nichole," asked Lauren, who was keeping me company, "Are you crying?"
"Mmm hmm," I nodded helplessly.
"Want me to hold your hand?"
"Mmm hmm."
"OK... I'm here."

In the days since, friends kept a 24/7 watch around me because I was convinced another Blakely would track me down and finish me off. I went into hysterics anytime I was left alone, even when someone used the restroom. But I had calmed down as the days went by and some of the smaller wounds disappeared on their own.

"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Thank you for caring so much about me."
"You're welcome. Doubt we love you anymore?"
"Nuh uh," I shook her head.

What a birthday present this had been. That piece of $#!+ Eric not only did this to me, but he did it to me on my birthday of all days! That was 100% part of his plan.

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Tuesday, September 13, 2016

"Jenny, we're going home," I stumbled into the wheelchair.
"What?!"
"I'm checking myself out! OWWWW! OK, that gash on my @$$ hurts like hell!" I said with searing pain flashing through my body
"But?"
"No buts! I can be nursed just as well by my friends at this point. I can't miss more of my classes!"
"OK..."
"Let's go!" I was determined.
"You sure?"
"I have the doctor's notes to make sure stitches and stuff come out. I'm not dropping the doctors; just the hospital."
"Your choice."
"I know."

The car ride was eerily silent. I was focused, and Jenny wasn't breaking that.

"Let's just get to the apartment. I have class at 11."
"You're going to classes?!"
"Yes! You are too! You brought your backpack to the hospital."
"Wellllll..."
"I'll be fine. I'll see you at lunch."
"OK..."

I gathered my things that were needed and put them in my bag. Then, I began slowly wheeling herself to class. Partway, I ran into a wheelchair ramp and had to face this challenge headlong. I was struggling up the ramp when I suddenly got a push.

"Wha? Thank you!" I looked up and recognized the purple bandana headband, "Joy!"
"Hi, friend! Where are you headed?" asked the girl in a skirt and a black t-shirt.
"To fluids, silly!"
"Natch!" Joy responded knowingly as she and I were in this class a semester later than some other friends.

This class, however, included Janie and Bridget. Joyce had taken it with my sister. It was a joyous reunion, and Janie and Bridget vowed to help as best as they could as my roommates. Lunch was a quiet affair, which was concerning to me as Jenny was silent and sad. Nighttime was when it got rough.

"Girls, one of you has to clean and re-bandage a lot of Nichole. I'll tell you which ones if you just ask. Jenny?"
"I... I can't."
"Don't cry. Please don't."
"Why shouldn't I? My best friend and sister is a bloody, broken, bruised mess. I watched her nearly die. Looking at you breaks my heart."
"It breaks my heart too because I think of how hurt you all are! Janie? Bridget?"
"I'm queasy with that stuff," Janie said truthfully.
"Bridger?"
"I'll do it... Where though?"
"How about just on my bed? We can put garbage bags underneath me to prevent bleaching."
"OK."

It was difficult, but Bridget's ability to just shower love came in handy as she patiently cleaned and redressed the many injuries. She hid her emotions well until she was finished helping me get my pajamas on.

"Thank you, Bridger."
"You are very... welcome."
"Huh?"
"My heart's broken too. We love you, Nichole. Keep being you."
"I love you back. Wow, that really took 30 minutes?"
"Yeah."
"I'm tired, Bridget. Help me get under the covers?"
"Already?"
"I've been routinely sleeping 7 to 7. ME! Miss 12-8!"
"I'll help you."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome. Anything else?"
"A good night kiss?"
"OK! Mwah!" she kissed me on the forehead.
"You make a good Mom!"
"Thank you! Sleep well."
"Thanks. You too!"

Jenny never said good night to me, which was uncharacteristic of her. Around 10, I woke up to the creak of her climbing onto the top bunk, but I quickly fell asleep again. I loved Jenny, but she was hurting me.

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Wednesday, September 14, 2016

I woke up to the sound of Jenny rummaging through drawers to become her typical tonally challenge Gangsta Princess self. Red trainers, a lime green tank, and a brown bandana, probably a headband and a braid.

"Jenny, would you please give me a hand?"
"I'll... I'll get Janie to help you; she's stronger."
"I," I started, but she was gone, "want you."
"What do you need?"
"Help getting out of this bed and getting dressed. I'm hoping to use crutches today."
"OK."
"Why won't Jenny talk to me or help me?"
"She's struggling right now; she's blaming herself for what happened to you."
"She blamed herself last time; tonight I am sleeping with a stuffie, if you know what I mean."
"Oh, do I ever! I will provide in exchange for being the next night's stuffie!"
"Deal!"
"Thank you!"

That day again passed with eerie silence from Jenny toward me, but she talked to Bridget and Janie a little bit. I wasn't letting this ruin my day though. My plan would work for sure.

"Chris, this is a big leap we're making. Are we ready?" I asked my boyfriend suddenly turned husband-to-me.
"I think we are."
"I could never imagine... a man seeing a girl get ruined like this and loving her more. But you did. That tells me just how much you care. I could be paralyzed and still be the only girl you want."
"That's right. Tomorrow, we get our marriage license. My uncle is local; that's how I know this school is here."
"Perfect!"

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That night, after I was cleaned and had my pajamas, around 7:30PM, I gave a wink to Janie. She winked back and gave a thumbs up and went to do her dirty deed.

"Janie! What is this?! Stop it! MMMMMM!"
"Just doing as I was ordered!"

After ten minutes, Janie arrived with Jenny roped up nicely. It was all the good stuff: her hands, elbows, boobs, waist, ankles, knees, and thighs. The poor girl was gagged with one of our blue rubber balls which had a brown bandana through it and strips of white duct tape.

"Sis! Come here, my sweet Jenny!"
"MMMM!"
"Janie, tuck us in, please?"
"OK."
"Thank you!"
"Good night, you two lovelies! Mwah!" Janie blew a kiss to them.
"Good night!"
"Mmmmm!"
"Jenny, Jenny, Jenny... I love you so much. It's not your fault what happened to me. It's no one's fault."
"Mmmmm."
"Stop that... it's OK... you're my sister. Let's just cuddle up, hmmm?"
"Mmm?"
"Jenny... I'm actually hurt you think you did something wrong to cause this and that you won't talk to me because of guilt over something you played no part in."
"Mmmmm!"
"Let me take these off for a minute."
"Nichole, every time I see you I just feel so freaking awful! You didn't deserve this!"
"Jenny, that makes me feel awful. Tell me it makes you sad or something, but for the past 48 hours I've seen your fear. I just want you to not blame yourself and to be happy I survived instead of sad that I'm hurt."
"That, I can do."
"I just want to cuddle with my little sister, OK?"
"All right, Nichole."

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Thursday, September 15, 2016

"Hot damn!!" I said as I successfully got around on crutches, "Hopefully no more chair for me!"
"Yayyyy!" Bridget jumped up and down.
"That's so awesome! Congrats!"
"Now, my favorite man and I are spending the morning together, if you ladies don't mind."
"No, take on the world, girl!"

By lunchtime, Chris and I had a marriage license and were thrilled by it! Now, I had to keep it secret when inside I was bursting with excitement. It wasn't easy, but you know the rest.

That night, Janie changed into her red trainers and sports bra with a bandana headband and her lovely hair in a French braid. Bridget roped her quite rudely. I mean it was mean. Four places between her ankles and knees and three between her knees and crotch. The girl had a rope in three places along her forearms and one above her elbows. Then she had the typical harness, which was doubly thorough and even worked around her neck, and a waist rope with a crotch rope.

"You wanted a stuffie?" Janie asked me.
"I noticed something, Nichole, since your concussion symptoms started subsiding you've been going to sleep later and later," Bridget added.
"Oh, that's what it is! I assumed it was stress! But I've been stopping my work around 6. You might be right!"
"Janie stuffie!" Jenny said as she walked into the room.
"Yes, Janie stuffie! Janie, I envy your hair!"

I said that not knowing I'd meet a fashion and hair twin that spring, although in all other regards Serafina and I look different.

"Do you?"
"Oh, do I ever!" I was playing with the massive length.
"Thanks! Would you," she playfully brought her face near mine, "Gag me?"
"Jenny?"
"Yes! I have just the gag!"
"Oh!"
"Here!" Jenny produced a blue rubber ball with a red bandana in it.
"MMMMM!"
"There! Now I have a gagged stuffie!"

And did I cuddle that Janie stuffie! Oh, I cuddled her all night long while she squeaked helplessly.

This won't be the last time I bring you inside my mind and view of events. However, this story is ended. I hope you enjoy it! Soon you'll get a chapter showing inside the mind of a different girl.
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Chapter 308: Sjaastads vs. Fredericks
Monday, June 18, 2018

"Kristina!"
"MMMMM!"
"Well, how long have you been here?"
"Ore ours!"
"Four hours?!"
"Mmmm hmmm!"
"Yikes! Did those Fredericks girls do this?"
"Mmmm hmmm!"
"Oh, those silly girls! I go out for one day, and they do this to you! I hope you had fun!"
"Mmm hmm!"

Kristina was in her cowgirl boots, a navy blue skirt, and a bright blue button-up short-sleeve shirt. Ropes bound her crossed wrists, breasts, waist, and thighs, and she was hogtied. Joy's ball gag was in her mouth, and she was on Zoe's bed. She then freed her sister.

"I never heard you arrive!"
"I didn't get a chance. Zoe saw me coming and grabbed me on the front step."
"Ha ha! I'm glad you enjoyed it though."
"It was fun at least."

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"How do they look?" Bridget asked Joy.
"Oh, Bridgie, you look awesome!"
"Thank you! Glasses look so good on me, and I never expected it to be the case."
"Madison's sexiest weather girl got sexier."
"Weather girl is hard on me at moments. I love doing it, and although I hate social media it's fun creating informative nuggets for people. But man! Some people are creepy!"
"What do you mean?"
"I've had five men and one girl tell me I'm sexy, three guys ask to date me, and two straight up say they'd like to screw me. I had a guy walk up to me in Meijer and say he likes to see what I'm wearing on a given broadcast before he turns off the TV for the night."
"That's sick!" Joy said in disgust.

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Wednesday, June 18, 2018

"Joy can you come here?"
"Sure thing!" entered the girl in a purple skirt, a beige long-sleeve t-shirt, and a purple kerchief bandana.
"Well, how do I look?"
"Great!"
"Shut the door."
"Why? I want to ask you something sans Zoe."
"OK."
"Now... should I use your ball gag, or a rubber ball on you?"
"WHAMMMMMPH!"
"Come here, you Gangsta Girl!"

The orange rubber ball with a handkerchief was a trustworthy gag. Ropes bound Joy's wrists, elbows, breasts, ankles, knees, thighs, and waist/crotch. Bridget blindfolded her with an orange bandana and then exited with her.

"Zoe, I'm headed to work. Enjoy your sister. Good night!'
"Good night?!"
"MMMMM!"

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Thursday, June 18, 2018

"Hey, Joy, have fun?" asked Bridget as she entered the apartment.
"I did! Thank you!"
"No problem!"
"I'm headed to bed."
"OK."

Bridget didn't even get to undress when she was wrestled onto her bed by Zoe. Bridget was too exhausted from the odd hours to resist a situation in which she'd ordinarily win. Ropes bound her wrists, elbows, breasts, ankles, knees, and thighs. Strips of duct tape gagged her, and a red bandana blindfolded her.

"Mmmmmm!" Bridget was tucked into bed with a grin visible on her lips.
"Sleep well, Bridget. See you later."
"Mmm!" the captive nodded.

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Friday, June 19, 2018

"It sucks getting home and finding Joy AWOL," Zoe shook her head with a grin.
"Does it?" Bridget asked.
"Oh, does it. I like seeing her smile when I walk in here, but yours is just as good."
"Mine's going to get bigger!"
"MMMMMM!"
"Ha ha!" laughed Kristina Sjaastad.

This time it was Zoe's turn, but she was zipped. Zip-cuffs at her wrists, elbows, and ankles, and regular zips at her knees and thighs. Joy's ball gag was used to shut her up.

"Really, Miss and Miss Sjaastad?" Joy asked as she walked in while a blue bandana blindfolded Zoe.
"Yes! Now we're even!"
"That does it! You, little girl, come over here tomorrow! Sammy will moderate. It's time we put my birthday gift to use!"

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Saturday, June 20, 2018

"Are we on the same page, girls?" asked Sammy, who had pink trainers, a white t-shirt, and her pink cloudy bandana as a headscarf.
"Definitely!" Zoe responded.
"I'll understand more as we play," Kristina said as part of her first sleepover at her sister's home.
"And winner gets the shiny prize of kidnapping little old me," Sammy grinned.

Joy was again in a purple skirt but this time with a pink shirt and the purple circles bandana as a headband. Zoe was just in yellow trainers and a black t-shirt. Bridget had her rowing navy blue trainers, navy-and-white horizontally striped tank-top, and navy blue bandana headband. Lastly, Kristina had blue jeans with cowboy boots, a purple-and-pink plaid short-sleeve button-up shirt, and a pink bandana neckerchief.

"Kristina's so cute," Bridget teased, "She wore her own gag."
"Actually, yes, I did wear it so I can have the cute OTM gag," she demonstrated on herself.
"She knows she's losing; her only question is who gets to tie her up."
"You got it!"

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"MMMM!"
"Just as you requested!" Joy said as she knotted the triangle OTM gag.

Kristina was on the chair with rope binding her wrists, elbows, breasts, ankles, knees, and thighs. A sock, a purple bandana, and 8 layers of duct tape gagged the girl underneath the pink neckerchief turned OTM gag. A rope ran from her ankles to her wrists.

"Smile!"
"MMMMM!"
"Cool Girls' forever!"
"Mmm hmm!" Kristina nodded.
"Bridgie, your little sister is adorable. May I steal her and keep her as my little sister?"
"Actually no! I'm selfish with her!"
"Fine, Bridgie!"

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"You're next, Zoe!" Bridget said gleefully.
"I guess it's only fair!"
"Sofa bed!"
"Right."

Zoe was Randaccio taped with white duct tape from ankles to knees, thighs to waist, wrists-waist, and elbows-breasts. A blue rubber ball threaded with a black bandana and strips of white tape gagged her. A yellow bandana blindfolded her.

"MMMM!"
"You'll be next!" Joy said to Bridget.
"Yeah, right!"
"Yeah, right!" Sammy added.
"Well!"
"Bridget's already got 4/5 of the map. Might as well just surrender."
"Sammy! My co-gangsta!"
"But a realistic one."
"I want to die a noble death!"
"Fine. But it's longer before I get tied up then."
"Stop it!"
"Hee hee!"

It only took another 9 minutes for Joy to be defeated too.

"For your insolence, zip ties, my dear!"
"Zip ties? Aw, $#!+!'

Joy was zipcuffed at her ankles, wrists, and elbows and zipped at her knees and thighs. Bridget combined zips to zip Joy below her breasts. Her own ball gag shut her up, and her bandana headband was pulled over her eyes and reknotted for a blindfold.

"There! Now, Sammy!"
"My plan this entire time has actually been to put up a fight and maybe kidnap you."
"Oh, you're a real Gangsta Row, aren't you?"
"There are the handcuffs right there. Wrestle it off, Bridget Sjaastad."
"All right!"

Bridget and Sammy were a surprisingly good fight considering Sammy was the one who could destroy Janie. Bridget had more strength while Sammy had raw power. At one point, Bridget was face down on the floor with an arm twisted behind her back, Sammy's hand over her mouth, and the big girl on top of her.

"MMMM!"
"Say 'Uncle' or else?"
"NOO!"
"Say 'Uncle'! My mom gave me permission to stay the night. Make it worth my time, girl!"
"GHEE!" Bridget threw off Sammy.

Not only did Bridget then cuff Sammy's wrists, but she did so easily.

"That was too easy suddenly."
"My surgery site started hurting."
"Oh. You OK?"
"Yeah!"
"Up, Gangsta girl! What'll be your punishment?"
"Ohhhhh," she jumped up and down excitedly while thinking, "Rope!"
"Sit down, Gangsta!"
"OK!"

Sammy's wrists were crossed then bound as well as her elbows, breasts, waist, ankles, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs. An orange rubber ball threaded with a brown bandana gagged her.

"Mmmm!" kicked the athletic girl in her sneakers
"Tickle time!"
"Ahhhh! HA HA HA!"

After 15 minutes of that, Sammy was put next to Zoe on the bed. Kristina was removed from the chair, and her gag was replaced with a blue rubber ball threaded with a handkerchief. Finally, Kristina was put on the sofa bed, and Zoe and Joy were put on their own beds. Bridget replaced the zipties on Joy with tape instead.

"Good night, girls!"

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Sunday, June 19, 2018

"HUH?!"
"MMMMMMM!" Sammy woke up Bridget by sitting on the bed next to her around 6AM.
"MMMMMMM!" Kristina flopped on the foot of the bed.
"OK, OK, time to be get up! One more hour for you two for this!"

Kristina and Sammy were both hogtied on the bed from ankles to elbows. Bridget then cut Joy and Zoe free.

"Morning, girls!"
"That was awesome! I'm wearing long sleeves!" Joy said.
"Definitely!" agreed Zoe.
"We all planned on long sleeves today!"
"Ha ha!"

When the time came, the girls went in their respective directions. Zoe, Joy, and Sammy went to the Orthodox church together, and Bridget brought Kristina to the Lutheran church and then went home with her sister, brother, and father for them to spend time together along with her brother Mike. Zoe and Joy came home and enjoyed a quiet afternoon watching baseball together.

This would not be the last Sjaastad-Fredericks war.
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Chapter 309: Easy as Apple Pie
Monday, June 18, 2018

"I love working here, Gangsta Chick," Jenny said on a fine Monday afternoon as they walked out.
"Good! I do too. It's better with Daddy, Gianni, and you though, Gangsta Princess."
"I know you mean that."
"Starting this weekend, I will be helping Momma in the bakery on Saturdays. You should come!"
"I plan on it!"

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Tuesday, June 19, 2018

"Ciao, mi chiamo Jenny!"
"You get the pronunciation well, and you're flying through the Rosetta Stone with ease!"
"I took 2 semesters of Spanish, 2 of Swedish in high school, 4 more Spanish and 2 French at Minn Tech"
"They offered Swedish?!"
"93% of Mudville is at least 50% Scandinavian. All but one of my great-great-grandparents was born in Scandinavia."
"You're pure Viking?"
"Pure. The one not born there was born here to parents from there. So, I learned Danish and a little Swedish and Norwegian from them... Say! Bridgie!"
"What?"
"I have a friend who knows these languages, and we've never tried using them! She's at work. I'll call her tomorrow."
"You're gifted with languages, girl."
"Thanks, Giulia!"
"Glad to help!"

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Wednesday, June 20, 2018

"Hi, Bridger! [How are you?]"
"Jenny, you know Swede?!"
"[Two years of Swedish in high school, and a little Danish and Norwegian.]"
"[Norweigan too! Jenny, I never even thought about this! You never told me! I talked to my great-grandparents (the ones I knew) and a couple of my grandparents in those all the time, God rest their souls! It's so good to hear it again! How is life in New Jersey???]"
"[Bridget, you speak Norwegian and Swedish, huh?]"
"[I said that already!]"
"Yeah, huh, my Norwegian isn't that great. My Danish is pretty hot, and I have never talked to someone who actually speaks Swedish for real. Once you switched in Norwegian, I was lost."
"You talk Dane; I'll talk Swede. I'll know what you're saying, and I'll go slowly."

So, Jenny began talking in the more familiar {Danish} that she learned around her large family while Bridget spoke in her familiar ^Swedish^.

{I am enjoying New Jersey. I hate the drivers and the sky, but I just adore Sera's family, especially her sisters.}
^I am really enjoying myself here too. Zoe is just... all these years she hid a beautiful soul from us.^
{I saw her soft side when Joy got hurt; Zoe was more worried than their parents.}
^Her soft side is so amazing. She really tries to be such a good big sister, and she's helping me better myself.^
{Sera has a little sister... Oh, my goodness, you will love her so much. She is sugar with super sharp tongue.}
^Oh, that sounds like my cousin Lena!^
{Only she's Italian!}

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Thursday, June 21, 2018

"La donna camina," Jenny read into the microphone with a crisp pronunciation.

Jenny was enjoying herself with this. Perhaps she was going through it too quickly, but she figured she would certainly have enough to accomplish her first goals of surprising Sera on Saturday and on evoking chuckles from Gianni on their date tomorrow. She just wanted to show a little effort toward connecting with the family that had gone to great lengths to connect with her. She had just finished a lesson when.

"MMMM!"
"Shhhhh! This is just a kidnapping courtesy your friend Giulia. Now, just quietly exit the software and do as I say."
"Mmm hmm!" Jenny exited the web browser.
"Hand me that bag over there."
"Mmmmm!"
"Let me see..."

Giulia picked through the bag. Jenny, in her camouflage leggings, tank-top, and kerchief bandana, just sat there quietly while excitedly anticipating Giulia's next action.

"Put your hands through the chair back."
"Mmm hmm!" Jenny did so and felt the Irish-8s clamp with her hands facing opposite directions.
"Not, let's just go for some sticky."

Strips of duct tape gagged Jenny in a simple, effective, and safe manner. Then, Giulia ziptied Jenny's ankles to the underframe of the chair.

"I'll be back at 9 to check on you... so you have over an hour hear."
"Mmmmmm!"

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Friday, June 22, 2018

"Ti piace il suo cibo?" Jenny asked Gianni perfectly as they ate that Friday night, or "You like your food?"
"[Yes, it came out perfectly. And yours?]"
"[Very good.]"
"Now what's this about? My family's in America, and we speak English among others here."
"It's just showing you all that I care about you in a very special way."
"Jenny, you're an amazing girl."
"You're more amazing. That's why I made you a fried pork chop on the night I knew I'd try talking to you in your home language... To show that your home is my home... and my home is yours."
"That's gorgeous. Jenny... you are a gorgeous soul. You have outward beauty, but your inward beauty is your greatest asset."
"Thanks."
"Really, Jenny Kristensen, going gangsta on date night?"
"You're complaining about that when you're wearing jeans, and I'm wearing athletic shorts?"
"You're an impenitent Gangsta Princess."
"Get ready for Jenny Danielle Kristensen's Homemade Apple Pie."
"Don't change topics on me! You're going to find yourself ziptied when this food's done. Giulia Randaccio, get away from that door!"
"Hee hee!"
"I like this side of you! Quick, quippy, and a barrel of fun!"
"You would say... My... what a... beautiful dessert. I've never had apple pie before."
"You've been here 11 years and not had apple pie????"
"Cherry, lemon, key lime, strawberry, strawberry-rhubarb, blueberry... no apple, no."
"Apple crisp? Apple tarts?"
"Yes, but not a pie like this."
"Enjoy... my love."
"Jenny?"
"Now, control yourself, Giovanni, but..."
"Mwah!"
"You're such a sweet man... your father's son for sure."
"Giulia Randaccio quit giggling!"
"Ahhhh ha ha haaaaa!"
"I don't mind her. I like having a chaperone actually."
"This is... the best apple dessert I have ever eaten."
"I'm telling Mom!"
"Giulia Amodea Maria Randaccio, would you stop it?!"
"Hee heee heeeeeee!"
"I love her."
"So do I... not as much as her little brother though. Eat up, Mr. Charming."

After they had eaten, Giovanni really showed a charming side to himself. As promised, he ziptied the Pink Gangsta Princess, who was wearing lime green trainers, a brown tank-top, and a pink bandana headband with her braid held by a brown scrunchie. He carefully zipped her wrists, elbows, ankles, and thighs and hogzipped her from ankles to wrists.

"Giovanni Nicola Maria Randaccio, what are you? You're doing the dishes?!"
"Would you shut up? Yes, I am."
"Let me go! You can't do thamph!"
"Stuff it, Jenn," Giulia interfered.
"MMMMMM!" she got gagged with a blue rubber ball threaded with a handkerchief.
"There you go, bro."
"Thanks, Giulia!"

Then, Gianni did all the dinner and dessert dishes for her.

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Saturday, June 23, 2018

"Welcome to Lavoro d'Italia, how may I help you?" greeted the cashier of the moment.
"[I would like three red velvet cupcakes, please.]"
"Huh?"
"[What is wrong with you? I said what I want!]"
"Serafina, this one talks like you!" the lady called out and shrugged her shoulders.
"What's wrong Marissa?" out came the girl in her blue jeans, Italian soccer polo, and Italian flag kerchief bandana.
"This one only talks paesan."
"Jenny!" Sera greeted her friend in brown trainers, a pink tank-top, and a solid brown kerchief bandana.
"[I would like three red velvet cupcakes, please.]"
"Sure... what?!"
"[What is wrong with you, girl? I said what I want!]"
"Huh?"
"[Serafina, I asked for three red velvet cupcakes. Please?]"
"Yeah, sure... what the heck, Jenny?"
"[My way... To thank you for being my friend.]"
"[You're so sweet. I couldn't believe it was you for a minute. How did you learn so much so quickly??]"
"[Giulia and Rosetta Stone.]"
"[Molto bene! You are the cutest friend I have."]
"[Huh?]"
"You're cute. That'll be $12.33."
"Yikes!"
"Sure you don't want anything else? The cookies are half off if you buy 4 or more."
"I'm good this time. I don't eat too much, let alone sweets."
"I'll see you later, Jenny."
"See you! Arrivaderci!"

Jenny had spring in her step as she walked out.

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"Hi, Gangsta Princess. So what did you get those for?"
"You, Giulia, and me."
"Oh, sorella!"
"Jenny, we need to pull back a little. This girl and I... we get stressed, we stop speaking English," Giulia laughed.
"You too?"
"Yes," Giulia noogied Sera's bandana covered head.
"Ever play Phase 10?" Jenny asked her.
"Sure!"
"Well, when someone completes Phase 5, the person in last gets tied up. If it's Giulia, she gets thrown out of here. Same when someone wins."
"I like the sound of that!"

Serafina was the first one to go down. She was wired at her wrists, elbows, cross ankles, breasts, and waist and hogtied from ankles to elbows. A blue rubber ball threaded with a red bandana gagged her, and a white handkerchief blindfolded her. They put her on the table and played the game on her chair.

"Enjoy, sis!" Giulia teased her, "But man that's brutal."
"She'll be fine."
"I'm sure she will be."

Jenny won the game, so she got left alone with Sera.

"You're a good friend. You're an awesome friend."
"MMMMMM!"
"Boooooobies!"
"Heh heh!"
"Let's untie you though so the marks can heal before you go home."
"Nks!"

"Jenny, you're so much fun to have around. I'll see you in church tomorrow."
"All right. I will see you then!"

Jenny had found happiness in this new phase of her life.
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Chapter 310: Recovery Frustrations
Monday, June 18, 2018
Minnesota

"Squeeeeee! Oh my God! Caleigh!"
"What is it, Janie?" I ran out to see what was so exciting.
"I got selected as a reserve!"
"Meaning?!"
"I'm going to Japan to wear the stars and stripes!"
"OMG! JANIE! MWAH!" I kissed her and hugged her.

Janie Patterson is my best friend, and having her as my sister is such a blessing. It wasn't enough to just love her; now I was committed to loving her! I was full of so much happiness for her. Then the pain hit me.

"I gotta go! Be back!"

Endometriosis is my personal hell. I had told a few friends about it and my ADHD. The pain is unbearable at times... during peak of the month, the bleeding is horrid, and using the restroom can be agony as well. It'd hurt so much that sometimes I'd cry. No one ever saw me crying except Eva; no one knew except her and my mother. There was much joy because, after much fighting, I had finally convinced my doctor to do surgery, and today was that day.

"Girls, Mom's taking me to the doctor," I said with to my sisters with a wink to Eva. My procedure was scheduled for 1PM, "We'll have some girl time together afterwards."

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Florida

"Damn it!" I said as the dish hit the floor with a crash.
"What's the matter?" Trent came in and saw the shards everywhere, "Aw... don't feel bad, Joyce."
"I..."
"Don't cry, Joyce. It's all right."
"OK."
"Take a deep breath in."
"OK," I did as Trent instructed.
"Out. In............ Out..... In.......... Out. You've got oxygen, you're a little calmer. Pause, and thank God that you only broke a dish, a replaceable object."
"Right."
"I'll clean this up. Take your flip flop feet and get somewhere safe."

I tried to control myself. I really, really wanted to cry, especially since it was that time of month. I managed to resist my urges for the moment. I carefully walked out of the room and went to stare at baby Janie while she napped.

Staring at my god-daughter was always relaxing. Even when it was my turn to change a stinky diaper because I was the one home with her, I looked her face. Janie was a good name. She had a lot of features Janie did at that age, but she resembled her Sandoval mother's family as well.

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Minnesota

"Well?" I asked around what turned out to be just 3:30PM.
"It went perfectly, he said. Easy case; couldn't believe you had had it for 5 years."
"Thank you Jesus!" I said and meant it really.

My suffering was finally over. Around 5PM, I slowly walked into the house.

"Caleigh, what's wrong?" Janie asked me.
"I finally did it... I couldn't take it anymore."
"What?"
"The endo. The doctor did the surgery. It's over. Finally... I just."

I barely remember collapsing in a heap and Eva screaming.

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Florida

I stared at the bandages on my broken fingers and grinned in a sneaky way. I looked at Trent and Amanda.

"I'm going upstairs. It'd be a shame if I were kidnapped and tied up and gagged by you two... maybe tortured."

I went up the stairs to my bedroom and began taking off my clothes. I knew Trent would help tie me but then leave so Amanda could do all the cruel stuff. Sure enough, Amanda entered and clamped over my mouth, and with Trent's help my wrists, upper arms, boobs, waist and crotch, ankles, knees, and thighs were tightly roped up.

I cannot tell you what happened afterwards on this one because it got to be a bit too adult. Wednesday's adventure doesn't reach that level of firty.

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Tuesday, June 19, 2018
Minnesota

I was apparently awake but completely incoherent until sometime on Tuesday morning when I woke up to see my mother, father, sister, and sister-in-law all sitting around me. I refused to talk about it until that afternoon though.

"What happened?"
"You had a bad reaction to everything. You fainted, went into some sort of convulsion... it was horrible," Mom explained.
"Is it over?"
"Doctor said it was the anesthesia. They're monitoring you until it's out of your blood."
"The surgery area is sore, but the cramps are gone."
"Good! That means the surgery was a success!" Janie said.
"Something good came from...," and I blacked out again.
"Caleigh!"

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"It's permanent?!" I asked while crying.
"Possibly. You've probably had it and just never been diagnosed."

I'd gone from endometriosis to possibly having permanent epilepsy. Now, I had to stay for observations. If more happened at this point, then I needed tests for epilepsy, although those typically occurred at least a day apart; if no more happened, then it was a side effect of the anesthesia.

Eva stayed with me that night, but I was unusually inconsolable. I only watched videos on my phone and wouldn't talk to her. She knew that when I was silent it was because I had nothing good to say. I spoke only three words as I took my sister's hand.

"I love you."

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Wednesday, June 21, 2018
Florida

Wednesday night saw me tied up the exact same way, but this time I was seated on a stiff wooden chair with all these bindings. This meant the harness squeezed me against the wood of the chair, and on top of this Trent had worked the rope on my wrists and elbows around the chair spindles as well. My arms were pinned that way. Ropes went around my thighs and under the chair to hold those down tightly. Another rope went around my ankles to each leg of the chair.

Here I was in a black bikini after a nighttime swim. I wasn't gagged yet, at least, and only one form of torture was coming at my request.

"Damn, that's tight," I said as I shook the chair on the floor.
"Your elbows come about 2 inches further than mine, and Janie's fold in so easily it's incredible."
"I know! I wish I were flexible so that these +!++!es would stick out more."
"Yours are remarkably firm considering you're not athletic."
"Right?"
"It'd be a shame if this bra came off... Oops, I removed the strings."
"Manda! Naughty!" I chided the girl
"Oh, just shut up!"
"NO!" I closed my mouth.
"You might have strong lungs, but I can wait... or tickle you!"
"GAH! MMM!" her new all black head harness with a red ball gag entered my mouth as the straps closed around my head and were padlocked shut.

I liked ball gags best. I like the feel of the ball and straps, and I loved the helpless drooling. I really was a bondage bunny as much as a TUG bunny, but I preferred simple ties over all. The thought of heavy equipment disgusted me. But nipple clamps were fun.

"Ready?"
"Mmm hmm!"
"Squeeze!"
"UGH! Ohhhhh!" the binder clips crushed me, but it felts so good to be helpless against it.

Amanda ran a rope from the clips, under the chair, and to the gag. She tightened it so my head was pulled back. Now, I either pulled the gag or my +i+$. What a wonderful dilemma to have!

I will skip to bed time, when Amanda detached me from the chair, removed the clamps, and re-tied my elbows, crossed wrists, breasts, and waist and crotch for sleeping. I had forgotten the past and was quite happy as she blindfolded me with a matching black bandana. She removed my bikini panties as well and tucked me in bed with care.

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Thursday, June 22, 2018
Florida

I was having a night terror. I had forgotten being tied up certain ways while sleeping would guarantee this. It was happening again. Matt Paulsen was doing it to me... again, and again, and again!

I always enter this semi-conscious fight-or-flight mode where I'm not awake but I am moving and talking. I always am screaming for help, just as I did that night. I shrieked into the gag, but those on the first floor couldn't hear me. I was thrashing my legs; I was crying. Why wouldn't Matt get off me? Suddenly, I snapped not quite awake, but I was still in the terror.

"MMMM! AUGH! ELLLLLLLPPPPPPP! UMMUHN ELP EEE! MMMMMM!"

I was thrashing with tears and sweat absolutely pouring down my face. I was thrashing on the bed and got myself so my knees were on the floor and my torso was on the bed. In my terror, I remembered another sensation... being tied similarly to this and attacked again. I shrieked again.

"NOOOOOO! EEEEEEEKKKK! UMUHN ELP EE! LEATHE!" I said as I regained my full consciousness and awareness.

"Nooo!" it had happened and was real.

No one had heard me. Amanda and Trent were downstairs sleeping. Matt Paulsen had really destroyed me. I was brutally tied up and gagged and blindfolded and could either cry, wait, or escape. I was angry and chose the latter.

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"Joyce, are you awake?"
"Mmm hmm!" I responded. I could get all but the padlocked gag off me after struggling all night from 12:37 until 4:13.
"You got out of that... Joyce, are you OK?"
"Nuh uh!"
"You're a bloody mess! Joyce, what happened?!" she removed the gag.
"I had a night terror! Horrible, horrible... shaking and screeching."
"I'm sorry... I forgot about those!"
"So did I! It was all fun and games until then!"
"I don't know what you did, but you did a number on your lower body."

I saw the blood all over my legs. Those were the most tightly tied, and in my terrorized state I fought those until they sawed me up. I was red from the crotch rope but not bloody. My arms were fine aside from rope marks.

"Well, we did this because I have work today!" I said positively, but I was cracking.
"Very true!"
"That $#!+head ruined me!" I then burst into tears.

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Friday, June 23, 2018
Minnesota

My life had turned upside down as the rapid spate of tests confirmed the worst: I had epilepsy that had been undiagnosed for at least two years. Towards the end of freshman year, I'd gotten a concussion from being hit by a line drive, and all these "sudden quickie naps" I'd take on long car rides or in class in the time after were actually me losing consciousness. The doctor said that medication would make it so that such wouldn't happen again. The first time I was only unconscious so long only because I smashed my head and got a concussion. The other time my total unconsciousness was only 3-5 minutes. Dangerous, but, once I had it under control, I'd be living normally again. Doctor said within a few weeks all would be regulated again.

"Caleigh, don't lose heart," Janie said to me, "Poor kid."

For the first time in my life, I was genuinely depressed. I didn't talk to anyone; I slept most of the day away even at home; I wouldn't eat, even at dinner; I cried a lot. I had finally eliminated the major issue in my life, and now I had a new one.

"Caleigh, may I come in?" Janie asked me that night shortly before I turned the light out.
"Only Eva. And she's here already."
"Please?"
"Oh, all right."
"Caleigh, I feel so sad for you. You're my sister. Come on; this challenge is a lot easier than the previous ones were."
"I just never thought that every so often dozing off for 1-5 minutes was actually part of a massive issue."
"You'll beat this too."
"You don't understand; no one will want a wife who will pass this on to her children!"
"The right man won't care."
"Janie, it's not easy for me to tell you this... only Eva knows of my most difficult struggle. Shut the door."
"Not the endo? Not this? Not the ADHD?"
"Janie... I want to get married and have children, but I struggle with something that goes against everything you and I believe in," I sat on my bed and began wringing the comforter.
"What?"
"I'm bisexual. I mean genuinely and not like Hannah and Joy just using each other."
"Ohhhhh... my friend Ashley is too... that's another story though."
"I once had a sexually charged clothes-on encounter with Melissa Tompkins even... and, for a time, I struggled with you too."
"Me?"
"Mmm hmm," I was crying at this point, "Janie, I'm so sorry. I'm not as innocent as you thought."
"It takes an incredible and strong woman to not surrender when so much temptation's around you."
"That's why I'm so... kissy and huggy. It helps me to repress my urges."
"I'm kind of complimented that you're attracted to me, but maybe we need to big girl TUG instead."
"I don't know. Please, Janie!" I looked at her in a pleading face, "Please, please don't tell anyone! Only you,Eva, and Melissa know. At least I've never screwed around with anyone?"
"At least. But, I'm not cheating on Ken either, girl," Janie winked at me in a way that told me she wanted to help.
"Don't. That time's passed. I don't see you that way. But I still struggle with others."
"Don't tell me names," she sat down next to me.
"OK... Janie... God's been good to me."
"How?" Janie wrapped an arm around me.
"I've been sick all these years... and never got badly hurt or had one at an inopportune moment like during a softball game or a TUG."
"See... Caleigh, you're a good girl. You have strong morals and don't violate them. And you've been blessed in many ways."
"I guess."
"I'm gonna stay here tonight. Wanna tie me up and keep me between you two on the floor?"
"Eva?" I asked my little sister while rubbing my eyes.
"Sure! We'll watch the thunderstorms together!"
"And you may have the satisfaction of pulling on my crotch rope, OK?"
"Umm... Janie?"
"Just ride with me on this one, OK? See if maybe it's something that would help you."
"Let's try, Cay...," Eva encouraged me, "Get some of this weight off you."
"OK."

Janie was in her brilliant blue athletic shorts and tank-top with a typical blue kerchief-style bandana on her head. I used my rope and gave her no mercy. I bound her wrists, forearms, elbows, ankles, shins, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs. I gave her a thorough breast harness and a tight waist/crotch rope. I gagged her with the matching blue ball gag with black straps, similar to the one the Ralstons have.

"Pull on it this like this?" I asked.
"MMmmmmm!"
"That's it! C'mon, Eva! She deserves for what she did to Ken during the camping trip."
"Yeah! Turn off the lights so we can watch the storms!"

We pulled the comforters off our beds to be cozy and sleep with Janie between us. We learned a new side of TUGs that night, but one that neither of us was keen to use more than on a very rare occasion or when Janie requested it.

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Florida

"I'm such a worthless piece of crap!" I scolded myself as I dropped the box of Bisquick.
"Would Jesus call you that?" my friend Amanda asked me.
"Leave me alone!"
"Since the other night you've been irritable and harsh on yourself. Now, what's wrong?"
"I'm ruined. I'm sick of broken fingers, but that'll pass. I'll never fix a destroyed and scarred me."
"You've..."
"I'm sorry, Amanda. Recovery is so slow I get frustrated, and I shouldn't be getting frustrated or taking it out on you or Trent."

I meant it. My psyche was ruined. It was hard to not see myself as discarded trash. After all, Matt had used me as a toy and tossed me aside. If my own boyfriend did that, what would others do? This was the moment something finally clicked in my mind. Amanda was silent as I began connecting points together and making sense of the past and what it all meant. I was constructing a problem almost like the ones in linear algebra.

"I get it! I get it! It makes sense now!"
"What does?!"
"He never really wanted me! He just wanted a girl who wanted bondage sex!"
"Who?!"
"Matt!"
"Yes, now you get it!"
"He never loved me; it was all an act to get me in the bedroom. That's why he did that to me!"
"Does it make sense now?"
"Actually, it does! I even understand his side of it now although I'm not a deluded perverted hockey player!"

I was having this incredible triumph in my head. It made sense. Of course! A person who says they love you and does that to you doesn't love you! They hate you more than they hate themselves! I looked at the bandages on my hand.

"They say time heals all wounds. Well, I have some that are permanent, but, maybe, someday, that, too, will be in the past!"
"Indeed."
"But, it's one thing to be sad it happened, it's another to distrust others. I need to learn discernment."
"Don't blame yourself; he was an actor."
"True, but... whatever. Amanda, I need a hug!"
"OK!"

One of the best hugs I ever got!

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Saturday, June 24, 2018
Minnesota

"Janie, I want to thank you for last night," I said the next afternoon.
"Thank me? For what?"
"For understanding me. For always being by me... for not being grossed out by my sexuality. For being my friend and my sister."
"You're very welcome! Hug?"
"OK!"

Even as I struggled to get my life under control, I had the incredible support of my best friend and my little sister. Depression sucks, but it sucks a little less when you have people who want to see you happy.
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Chapter 311: Odd Fantasies
Monday, June 25, 2018

"Caleigh, are you OK?" Janie asked her.
"Not really."
"What's bothering you?"
"Everything."
"It's not like you to spend this much time in the window."
"This bay window is my safe space. When I close the curtain, everyone knows I need to be alone."
"I know, but what is it this time?"
"I said everything. It's enough."
"May I sit with you. It's a big window."
"OK. Pretty skort. Is that what you bought?"
"Didn't go yet. I wanted you with me. I've had this one for years; almost cheerleader short just as I like it."
"I'm not up to going today. Tomorrow probably."
"We'll wait for when you're ready."
"Thanks. Janie, you're still OK with me?"
"Of course. You're my sister-in-law and one of my best friends! You clearly love me and trust me enough to share that."
"Thanks. At least the endo pain is going away and with it the acne."
"I have my own fantasies. I was surfing and found this photo and so want to recreate it."
"Show me?"
"Yeah."

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"Interesting prison scene."
"Probably real, but I'm in love with that braid and bandana and just... well... I want to be screwed by Ken like that."
"That does look sexy... even I would enjoy being in that. C'mon, Skort Gangsta... let's go talk to Eva."
"All right."
"Sis, where are you?" Caleigh called
"In here!" she called from the front room.
"Let's go outside and walk to the shed together."
"All right!"
"I'm getting my satchel. We'll make some memories."
"What do you want to talk about?"
"Well, Janie?"
"F***ed-up fantasies."
"Hit me. What's yours, Janie?"
"This photo is my new one. The braid, the cuffs, the suit... I want to be that girl only instead of getting locked in a cell I wanted to have a wild time with the man I love."
"I think I see it too. I could take it and have a good time... especially..."
"Especially what?" Janie pushed her.
"With a girl."
"It's fine, Cay. Just say it."
"Not me... Not my style," Eva said.
"But you have fantasies?" Caleigh asked.
"Do I ever."
"Come on!"
"I don't want to say it. It's embarrassing and stereotypical. Besides, I get to live it."
"What?" Janie encouraged her.
"It's being tied up in uniform. I was the stereotypical volleyball girl and, well, it's my bondage fantasy. In particular, I want to be duct taped and hammered. The other one I'm in uniform and tied upside down; I'm yelling and screaming until the captor has enough and gags me."
"HA ha! See, not so harmful."
"What about you, Janie? Besides this?"
"I've had so many... tied in my uniform... tied in it with Lauren and/or Cay. Tied naked. All sorts of facets of sex and bondage sex. All sorts of positions and ties. I've gotten to do many of them, too!"
"Cay?"
"Mine are a little different... well, the two. My two dirty fantasies. One is to be the dom in a sexual bondage encounter and just have the person permitting me to please myself with them while they're tied up for some time. The other is to be suspended from a tree while naked and slowly lowered into a pool and have to escape; if I don't escape in time, I become hubby's toy for the day."
"Heavy and dark."
"Yeah, but they're on the shelf for when I'm married or just have the right circumstances because the second one doesn't have to be sexual; just thrilling."
"I know a person who has a type of breathplay fantasy, and I don't mean the silly noseclip like Joy enjoys pulling on us."
"Oh? Who?" Caleigh asked Janie.
"Jenny. Only hers isn't sexually charged as much as emotionally."
"Jenny?!"
"Yeah. She wants to be tied and bagged, nose taped, hogtie choked... but only in extremely controlled circumstances."
"How controlled?"
"Like, super controlled just wants the thrill of there being no air; not the thrill of actually suffocating."
"She told you this?!"
"Only me and Lauren under secrecy."
"Everything's secret in this conversation," Eva said.
"Got a softball fantasy in there, Cay?"
"Not really, but maybe we could all kidnapped in uniform some night!"

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Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Janie, Caleigh, and Eva walked out of the store together. The former was in the same red skort as the prior day, red socks, red sneakers, a red tank-top, and a red bandana headband with her hair in a braid held by a red scrunchie.

"You basically got the skort version of every pair of trainers you wear!" Eva shook her head.
"Not true! I got a few in solid colors! Not my fault they were on sale and you had a 40% off coupon!"
"Well, true!"
"I love my trainers, besides! You got plenty as well."
"I play tennis with Tyler and Mom. We both have excuses."
"I haven't enjoyed clothes shopping in years."
"Get in that back seat, Janie."
"OK!"
"I always keep one rope under the seat!"
"What?!" Janie said as her wrists were tied behind her.
"Lie. I brought it just for this."
"Mmmm!" a red bandana cleave gagged her.
"Sit tight, Jane!"
"Good thing we went shopping after dinner. We can keep her alllll night now!" Caleigh laughed.
"Planned!"
"Thath naw nithe!"
"Her gag talk is as cute as yours, Eva."
"Ha ha!"

Janie, once home, found her red rope binding her wrists (anew), elbows, breasts, waist/crotch, ankles, shins, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs.

"Mmmmm! Thith ithhh fun!" said Janie from Caleigh's bed.
"Now what?"
"We warm her up a little and then give her to Ken?"
"Yeah!"
"Oooh!"
"Stop it!"
"Mmm!" Janie got strips of red tape on her lips, "Humph! Mmm! Garump! Mmmm!"
"Gotta love how she has matching underwear and bras for nearly every color she wears."

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Wednesday, June 27, 2018

"Sweetie, need a stooge in the workshop?"
"Sure!"
"C'mon, Cay! Bring your drawing stuff so you can just sit and grow."
"Oh, all right!" Caleigh agreed.

"Caleigh," Janie said after they arrived at the woodshop, "There are two kinds of shells on most people."
"Two? What two?"
"First is the kind of shell a girl like Joyce and Sammy were in. They were scared and lonely and uncertain. Then, with much love and help, they break free of it. Then there's the second shell; everyone has this shell. It's like a turtle shell in that they can spend their hidden in it or come out and walk around bravely. People like me and Jenny and Nichole are energetic and love trotting around and having adventures. People like you and Bridget just naturally are content to stay in the shell and only poke their head out when they know it's safe. That's OK, and don't think otherwise."
"That's really true, Janie. I'm aware of it, but it feels good to hear it from you."
"Now, go sit down and enjoy yourself!" Janie started to walk away.
"Wait... I want a selfie of us first."
"OK! Sure thing!"

Janie was in her blue jeans, a bright-blue-and-black plaid long-sleeve button-up shirt, and a bright blue kerchief bandana and gave a big, genuine smile for Caleigh. She patted Caleigh on the back while she sat down on an office chair and took out her drawing pad. Janie waved as she shut the door, and Caleigh waved back.

"How is she?" Ken asked.
"It's a lot to bear for her, really. Ken, I'm so impressed by you. You've given Cay your 100% in all this."
"She's my sister and always been best 'girlfriend' until you came along. You know; you saw me at softball games."
"Just never talked to you until, what, 7 months ago?"
"Yeah! I'm glad we did. I glued some boards together; let's see if the dresser top is ready."
"All right," Janie held Ken's hand as they walked that way.

"How are you?"
"More like how are you?" Caleigh threw the question back at Janie.
"Me? Why?"
"How about I have a drawing I started last night and finished today, and one from today, and both feature you!"
"May I see?"
"Yeah!"
"Oh, I am such a cutie dressed like that!"
"Right? How was your first tennis lesson this morning anyway?"
"Not bad. Eva's patient at least."
"Good! And here's today's!"
"That looks just like the selfie you took!"
"Thank you!"

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"What did you want, Eva?" Janie asked.
"Ken and I just wanted to ziptie you before you could get into pajamas."
"Zipties???? Ken?"
"You're wearing plenty of padding already, so you'll be cozy. It's that or duct tape."
"I'll take the zips then this time."
"Good choice!" Eva said as she took out large black zip ties.

Janie found zips on her elbows, wrists, ankles, knees, and thighs and two combined to go around her arms and lower chest. A blue rubber ball threaded with a black bandana gagged her.

"So cute!"
"MMMMM!"
"Now, you promised only spooning, Ken!"
"I did."
"Heh heh!" Janie laughed as a purple bandana blindfolded her.

And spooning was all they did. Janie felt so safe.

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Friday, June 29, 2018

"You're getting the hang of this. It's supposed to be fun and athletic, so don't push and hurt yourself."
"Honestly, I shouldn't be doing this at all!" Janie admitted.
"Wait, what?"
"It's bad for softball."
"Ohh..."
"Good thing I suck at it."
"You do not! Just need practice!" Eva was encouraging in it.
"How about tonight we do that uniformed girl triple kidnap?"
"Oh, sure! Can we?"
"Caleigh found her high school uniform."
"Sweet! Let's do it then!"

That night, the three girls put on their respective uniforms.

Janie had her short-sleeve white home uniform with it's navy blue letters, numbers, and logos, a navy blue long-sleeve undershirt, her navy blue socks, white and navy blue scrunchies holding her braid, a navy blue ribbon near the top of her braid, and a white headband.

Caleigh was in her yellow-and-dark-red high school uniform. It had a long-sleeve yellow top (with dark red letters, numbers, and logos) with dark red pants and yellow socks. Her ponytail had a yellow scrunchie.

Eva's volleyball uniform had a yellow t-shirt top much in the same style as Caleigh's but for volleyball and with a dark-red long-sleeve t-shirt and shorts. Her socks were also dark red.

Tyler and Ken were more than happy to do the binding of the girls. Rope, ball gags, tape, and bandanas were aplenty for this torture session.

Rope bound Caleigh's boxtied arms with a harness and crotch rope and more rope at her ankles, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs. She was hogtied from ankles to harness and gagged with the red ball gag with black straps. Her blindfold was a yellow bandana.

Janie's wrists, forearms, elbows, waist, and breasts were tied. She was seated and had her ankles bound in lotus position with rope from her ankles around her neck to secure her. The blue ball gag silenced her, and a white handkerchief blindfolded her.

Eva's arms and torso were tied like Janie's, but her ankles were frogtied. A red bandana blindfolded her, and the black head harness with a green ball gag was her gag.

"Mmmmm!" came from the trio while they were filmed and photographed.
"OK, let's take my share," Ken said after an hour.
"Mmmmm!" Janie moaned.
"Let's go have fun, sweety."
"Wheee!"
"Watch them, Ty."
"I will!"

Caleigh was unstoppable. Sure enough, she escaped her tied and took Tyler's place of guarding Eva who was helpless in her position.

"I promise you; one day we'll team up and find a way to get you!"
"We'll see! I'm Houdini!"

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Saturday, June 30, 2018

"Janie, where's Ken?" Caleigh asked that afternoon.
"In his room, taking a nap."
"Ok. Eva?"
"Taking a nap."
"Tyler?" Caleigh asked doubtfully.
"Taking a nap?"
"Tied spreadeagle?"
"Well, only Ken and Eva are doing that. Tyler's kind of hogtied."
"Impressive! You took out all three on your own?"
"Yeah, I did! Took some trickery on Ken though."
"How?"
"I had to make it seem like I was being overly amorous and then chained his wrist to the bed."
"Ha ha haaa!"
"How are you, kid?"
"A lot better, really. It's passed I think."
"Internally?"
"So much better that I cannot describe it!"
"Good! And is Caleigh accepting who she is?"
"Yes, I am. Slowly. Very slowly. But I am."
"Then, it is time you learn how to make brownies the right way."
"OK!"
"Let's do this!"

Janie, Caleigh, Eva, Tyler, and Ken and their parents were making for a very, very interesting and tight-knit group. Before the end of July, however, the next phase would begin.
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Chapter 312: That Grey Bandana Gang
Monday, June 25, 2018

"Huh?! Momma!" Sammy awoke with a squeak.
"[Oops! How did those scarves get on you?]"
"Momma!"
"[Good morning, my dear daughter.]"
"[Momma, please untie me!]"
"[Not now... I'm busy,]" her mother said with a laugh.
"Mmmmm!" a red bandana cleave gagged the girl, who had scarves binding her wrists, elbows, ankles, and thighs.

This was an interesting way to begin Monday morning after Sammy had worked from 4PM until midnight the night before. Here she was, still in her pink pajamas, beginning the day bound and gagged by her own mother, who then shut the door.

Sammy didn't know what, but she suspected it had to do with her upcoming birthday!

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Tuesday, June 26, 2018

"HHMMM! MMMMM!"
"[You need to quit sleeping so heavily, Samantha!]"
"MMMM!"
"[It'll only be another 30 minutes, my child.]"

Sammy was 100% certain now about this being related to her birthday.

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Wednesday, June 27, 2018

"So, Joy, I didn't say this before, but the last two mornings I woke up bound and gagged."
"Really?!" Bridget asked, "By your mother?!"
"Yes, by her! She's hiding something from me."
"Why, is it your birthday?" Joy asked.
"Actually, yes, Saturday's my 19th."
"Oh, that's it! She's doing something special for you for sure!"
"She always gets sneaky at this time and Christmas. They're special, and with money being so tight it's always an incredible surprise that... well lots of tears ha ha!"
"She is funny and sweet."
"Momma is so... so... perfect. I don't want her to remarry, but I know it will happen eventually."
"You love that little house a lot."
"It's home. I wouldn't mind living there with her until she dies, even unmarried, as long as I have her. I like friends and men and romance, but I want her more. Does that make sense?"
"It makes sense to me," Zoe grinned at her.
"You would say that!"
"You cousin Mike is a treat."
"Thank you! Say, Zoe. Help me."
"How?"
"I have to leave. I hold Joy down, and you tie her to the chair."
"Oh, sure!"
"Now, just wait!" said the blue girl in her skirt, t-shirt, and kerchief bandana.
"I'll get a matching gag and blindfold ready," Bridget jumped up.
"Stop mmmm!"

Joy wasn't tied to the chair but tied on it. Ropes bound her wrists, elbows, ankles, and thighs, and another ran from ankles to wrists. A sock and a blue bandana were under strips of white tape, and a blue bandana blindfolded her.

"Selfies!" said Sammy as she took some of her, Bridget, and Zoe with the helpless Joy.
"Mmmm!"
"See you on Saturday, girls. Byyyyyeeeeee!"

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Friday, June 29, 2018

"Mrs. Raanta, what do you need me to do?"
"Ahem, Joy, your friend needs to be occupied all day. Do it the way you know she likes, please."
"So, kidnap her, take her out of here, and keep her overnight?"
"I wasn't thinking that, but it works. I need to get everything ready so she arrives to a surprise party."
"All right. I'll do what I can!"
"Thank you! I've been knitting her a shawl, and I'm barely going to be finished in time."
"That's why you've been tying her up! Sneak extra time."
"Yes. I have to go to the office."
"What do you do?"
"I'm web developer now."
"Nice, my sister is a programmer too."
"Very good Samantha doesn't know how much I've...," she pointed to the walls and their icons.
"Prayed for her."
"Yes. It's easier to be holy when you struggle as we have and have church family we do, but being away makes everything... overwhelming," Mrs. Raanta struggled to find the right words through her thick accent.
"And you worry she'll lose her way."
"Yes, I do, because she struggles to... tell something's bad. I know she slept with that boy just from her tone, and she was in tears when she found the p0rn. You girls seem to understand this and want to help."
"I'm glad to do so, although I'm not exactly the best either. I've done many bad things."
"He knows your spiritual suffering and wants to help, and He knows you genuinely care for Samantha."

In a blink, Joy understood. Many thoughts flew through her mind, and suddenly right from wrong became clear. The struggle of life made more sense now.

"As long as nothing dirty happens, there's no harm in the way you girls engage Samantha's attention."
"OK," Joy nodded in understanding, "We're glad to be her friends too."
"Thank you. Now, here's my plan, cousins and auntie will come and decorate. Sammy's gone all day and night. You bring her back in morning. Surprise!"
"All right!"
"Thank you, Joy!
"Is she sleeping?"
"Yes, she is. I will see you tomorrow."

Joy walked into the house and heard the squeak of Sammy Raanta. Joy opened the bedroom door and saw the girl on her bed.

"Sammy, I'm sorry about Wednesday. We shouldn't be playing big girl TUGs. Your mom wouldn't want that with good cause. Sexuality is for marriage, and we're misusing it," Joy removed the bright blue bandana cleave gag.
"Did my mom really leave me here with you?"
"Yeah! Let me check these bonds!"
"I got dressed, and she ordered me to lie down and tied me up!"
"Ha ha! Sammy, your mom is such a stereotypical Russian church lady. She looks it, acts it, and worries about her little girl like it."
"She's getting good at tying me up!"
"Yeah!" Joy surveyed the scarves binding Sammy's wrists, elbows, ankles, and thighs and reknotted as necessary.
"So, what now?" asked the girl in bright blue trainers, a white t-shirt, and a bright blue cloudy kerchief bandana.
"Well, I gag you."
"MMMMM!"
"Sammy, remain calm. I'm kidnapping you, and you're not coming home until tomorrow, OK?"
"Mmm hmm!"
"I'm just raiding your drawers so tomorrow we can grey bandana gang Bridget and Zoe."
"MMMM!"
"C'mon, scarf girl," Joy clicked handcuffs on Sammy's wrists and then undid the scarf bindings, "Sit on the bed."
"OK!" Sammy watched as Joy put the scarves away.
"Let's go."

Sammy was quickly led outside and jammed into the trunk of Joy's car. Joy took a photo of Sammy and took off. In another five minutes, it was another dash into the apartment.

"Mm?"
"Oops! I forgot your shoes! Oh well!"
"Mmmm!"
"Oh, that does it!"
"MMMM!" Sammy got ropes binding her elbows, breasts, waist, ankles, knees, and thighs.
"Now to shut you up," Joy added a strip of microfoam tape.
"Mmmm!" Sammy was forced to hop toward Bridget's room.
"Psst, Bridget, I hear you rolling."
"Yeah?" asked the sleepy girl.
"Want a cuddle toy to sleep with?"
"Is that Sammy?"
"Yeah."
"OK."
"Mmmmm!" Sammy was jammed into the bed with Bridget, who would likely sleep until at least 3PM.

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"I roped Sammy's ankles to the footboard, so she's stuck for sure!"
"Oh, OK. We're keeping her until tomorrow after lunch. Sammy's cousins and mother need the time to set up."
"Oh, wonderful! It'll be so much fun! I'm not untying you for good until tomorrow morning then!" Bridget said to Sammy.
"MMMMM!"
"She's so cute when tied up, just like Jenny and Sera and Kristina and, frankly, you."
"Ha ha!"
"That's it!"
"Bridget, stop!"

In 15 minutes, Joy, wearing a beige denim skirt, a purple shirt, and a beige bandana headband, was roped at her wrists, elbows, breasts, waist/crotch, ankles, knees, and thighs. A purple bandana cleave gag and a strip of microfoam tape shut her up.

That night, Joy, Zoe, and Sammy slept on the sleeper sofa. Yes, breaks were given for potty and sustenance throughout the day, but otherwise Sammy didn't find freedom until the next day.

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Saturday, June 30, 2018

"Happy birthday, Sammy!" Bridget said as she untied the ropes binding Sammy.
"Thank you!"
"Sweet, lovable, friend of mine!"
"I love you all too!"

Sammy switched into grey trainers, a bright blue t-shirt, her blue cloudy bandana as a wristband, a grey bandana headband, and a blue scrunchy for her braid. Joy was in her grey skirt, pink t-shirt, and grey kerchief bandana.

"You wear your bandanas tight like Sera and Janie!"
"Yeah, Bridge, I really do!"
"Happy birthday!" Zoe's hug was even tighter, "Sam, Samantha, Sammy, Gangsta Row, Bad@$$, anything else?"
"Evangelina."
"So pretty... We vibe, girl!"
"We do. Zoe?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm taller, sexier, and stronger than you even if you're prettier than me."
"Ha ha! OK, anddddd?"
"This is a kidnapping. Lie down on the sofa bed or else."
"Understood."
"Good. Now, take off your clothes."
"Ooh, fiery!" Bridget giggled.
"Bridget, bedroom for a second while Sammy ties up Zoe. Spreadeagle!"
"Right!"
"Joy?"
"Bridget, you make all these jokes about hotness and stuff... are you?"
"What?! No! Just an admirer of beauty... Joy, this sounds silly... but I think I'm ugly."
"You get so friendly at times, especially with me, Sammy, and Sera, it made me uncomfortable."
"Joy, you and I are closed people, so open love sometimes is frightening. I understand."
"OK."
"I'm an open-minded girl, Joy, but my body will hopefully be only Roberto's."
"I am too, but... I'm weak and will do odd things just for a sexual thrill."
"We're all weak in different ways; it's hard not to succumb."
"Let's go see how Zoe is."
"Right."
"Oh, look at her standard white bra and standard lavender undies!" Joy teased.
"MMMM!" Zoe yelped into the blue rubber ball threaded with a black bandana that gagged her.
"Strip, Bridge," Sammy said to her.
"Me?!"
"You! You're being kidnapped!"
"Oh, all right!" Bridget complied, stripping to her black sports bra and brown underwear.

Bridget was tied spreadeagle on the other side from Zoe. Her gag was an orange rubber ball threaded with a blue bandana.

The models in the photo below... well, you know I use this blonde a lot because she's a pale-blonde with blue eyes like Bridget! This photo gives an idea of how they were tied even if the details are all otherwise different.

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"Easy grey bandana gang stuff!"
"Yeah!" Joy and Sammy high-fived.

After freedom and redressing, the girls enjoyed some time together before heading to Sammy's for a birthday party. It was a fantastic surprise party for Sammy's 19th, but the real surprise was the shawl.

"Momma! It's beautiful. Momma... you didn't."
"Samantha... please... even when you're at school or maybe even someday after I'm gone, you'll have this and will remember the memories and how much we love each other."
"I love you so much!" Sammy grabbed her mother in a tight hug.

There many jammed into the Lagunov household... family, school friends, and church friends. It was apparent to the three school friends that Sammy was a very loved girl.

The finishing touch on Sammy's birthday was a tearful phone call with her father, who was back home in Kansas City and still recovering from the liver transplant. For the first time in 15 years, Sammy had two parents on her birthday.

Life in Wisconsin was slowly helping everyone there to grow in many good ways.

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Sunday, July 1! 2018

"Joy, may I borrow your brown skirt?"
"Of course!"
"Thank you!"
"I'll wear the denim one; then I can wear the blue-and-white bandana my friend Nichole gave me."
"That was amazing yesterday."
"Sammy cried; her mom cried; Bridget cried. It was beautiful."

Joy wore a blue jean skirt, a white t-shirt, and her blue-and-white kerchief bandana. It was like Janie's, but with blue in the center instead of red. Zoe had a brown skirt, a forest green t-shirt, and a brown kerchief bandana. The sisters went together in this fashion now every week, and the elder was becoming comfortable with this arrangement. Parish hall time was conventional for them, but it was between service that the fountain flowed.

"I need to sit down," Joy said to Zoe, "I'll follow you in a little bit."
"OK."

Joy sat down on one of the few seats and began crying. Before long, however, she had someone sitting next to her: Sammy.

"Joy, are you all right?"
"No. Every time I rid myself of a vice, something comes along and lures me back in."
"Are you thinking about Wednesday?"
"Yes."
"Well, this morning, you saw me over there... I getting confession, and I confessed what happened."
"And?"
"It was good to get it off my chest; tell my priest; tell Jesus in a personal setting. I was told not to receive today."
"Sammy... I don't know... I'm just... such a bad person. First it was sex, then alcohol, now it's sex again."
"Joy, I think you need to stop the big girl TUGs with anyone at all."
"I think so... I thought ditching the vibrator would be enough, but I'm... I... I just want to be spiritually content like you."
"I struggle too."
"Yeah, but you, Jenny, Bridget... you at least in your hearts are right with God. I don't know... Zoe's happy here."
"Are you?"
"No. I feel like a worm that deserves to be squished. Being in here makes me see what a filthy sinner I've been."
"That's what we are, Joy. If being in here makes you see how much help you need, then you're getting the right things from it."
"Am I?"
"Think about it. Trust me. Joy, God still loves you and sees your penitence."
"All right," Joy smiled, "Let's go back in there."

A glimmer of light showed in Joy's usually flat eyes. This interaction meant something to the two members of the Grey Bandana Gang. There was hope for Joy, something she always lacked; she had love, but she needed hope. She now could see from Sammy's eyes that she and Zoe were the big sisters Sammy never had.

On this happier note, the friends returned to the parish hall. Morning would give way to an afternoon of fun.
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Chapter 313: Fun with the Chick and Princess

Hi! I'm Jenny! Most of my friends call me that, but some call me Jenn or Gangsta Princess. You know the story behind the second nickname. Others refer to me as "The Shrimp", "Short Stuff", and "Half Pint," but that's because I'm only 5'1".

You've heard so much about me, I'm sure. There are so many friends that are near and dear to me, but of course everyone will tell you the truth. Nichole is my favorite. She's my life, my best friend, my sister. She has 4 months and 12 days on me, and she really is my sister from another mother!

It's not very girly, I know, but I like all the things girls like. I played with dolls as a little girl; I like chocolate as a comfort food; I love slumber parties and doing other girls hair for them; I'm particular about my appearance even if I am a clothing disaster. I often times wear small amounts of makeup to hide small marks on my face. I also like cars and auto racing. Seriously, I watch multiple kinds of racing, play racing video games, and even drive a blue Mustang named "Blue Secretariat" that was my father's and restored by my own hands! Of all colors, it's blue!

Want to know a secret only my immediate family (including Nichole) knows? I'm partially colorblind to blues. It's why I don't wear anything blue and why I sometimes think greens match where they really do not at all; it looks good to me! You always see me in reds, pinks, camos, and browns. This story will include me revealing this to the Randaccios. It's fun having silly secrets.

I'm a proud Gangsta Princess, a founding member of the Cool Girls' Club, and its second and longest-tenured president at 7 years! My sister got me into this mess of wearing bandanas and loving rope. I'm glad she did, though, because I've made so many friends that I love so deeply.

Welcome to my world! This is a week of my life as a now independent young woman living in New Jersey while working for my friend Sera's father at a shop and while dating Sera's brother. Let's go!

Every weekday was the same. Alarm at 6. 5 mile run. Shower. Breakfast. Gangsta up. Work at 8. Lunch 12 to 1. Work 1 to 5. Go home. Cook supper. Wash dishes. Chill out. Bed at 11. Chill out was variable because I had 4 hours to myself or thereabouts.

"Chill out" has many things I like. I might read a book. Play my games, but those were slowly fading into the background because they used to be my escape from too much socialization. Every night I spend 30 minutes with the Rosetta Stone Italian. Sometimes Giulia visits me. There are date nights with Gianni.

Let's go to Tuesday, which was a fun night.

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Tuesday, June 26, 2018

On Tuesday, I was a camo Gangsta Princess. I love my camo tones whether pink camo, regular camo. I got camo bandanas, camo pajamas, camo t-shirt and tank top, camo leggings. I left my hunting camos in Minnesota. So, I had it alllllll. I had the leggings; I had my tank top; I had my kerchief; and today I had my new socks to boot! I wasn't planning on my first wearing being my first eating, but here's how I got there anyway.

It was a normal night for me. I cooked a spicy chicken breast in my grill pan and stuffed it into a wrap with lots of greens and stuff and with a side salad. One thing I love is spicy food! After that was all eaten and washed and put away, I sat down and did my Italian lessons. Then, while I was in my easy chair, I heard the familiar "pat-pat-PAT... pat-pat-PAT" that was Giulia's knock.

"Hi, Giulia!" I let her into my abode.
"Hey, Jenny, I found myself with free time! Thought I'd come over and kidnap you."
"Ha! Seriously?"
"Only if you're game."
"Always! I'll get my bag."
"No need. I brought a role of tape."
"Rope or tape... or wire... hmmm," I thought aloud.

I could feel the excitement building in me. I really did mull this one over for about 5 seconds before deciding.

"Um... OK! You want to tape me; go ahead! I will grab my other camo bandanas from the bag to match."
"All right!"

Giulia's such a fun-loving girl. I like being tied up, so she likes doing it for me. That's a friend. We talked while she Randaccio taped (I love that phrase so much!) my torso, but my legs she taped in a normal ankles, knees, lower thighs, upper thighs fashion. I'm sidetracked.

"How was work today?"
"A little dull... not many calls last week, so not as much needed to be done as far as custom stuff. It was mostly machining on the less-sensitive things."
"And how is my sister?"
"It's good to see her so happy. She's getting over Peter's departure and accepting that she will have to push a bit to keep it alive, but she also knows that if he loves her he'll come back for her."
"It is true. And you?"
"I think Gianni's going to take it easy, get to know me, and then pop the question on a special day like Christmas or something."
"Oh, nice!"
"I was once engaged; he knows that."
"You were?! What happened?!"
"He was a two-timer. He sent a d*** pic to me instead of whoever Andrea was."
"Oh, what a nightmare!"
"Yeah, but it's over."
"Thankfully!"
"Gianni never looked at a girl until he met me, did he?"
"Gianni? Of course he did, but he only dated 1 or 2 of them, and only one of those lasted beyond a date."
"He just always has been so chill."
"Yep! How is it lying tied up on your own table?"
"Pretty good!"

Giulia and I talked slowly and took our time with our words, so she was done taping me already. I couldn't continue myself when she took my beloved Keds sneakers off.

"Ha ha! I'm so freaking ticklish!" I said but then asked, "What are you doing to me?"
"Taking off these cool camo socks."
"Those are new! Just got them in the mail on Saturday!"
"Cool! I think I only need one of them."
"But both feet should be bare!"
"True! Here it comes!"
"Mmmmmm!" I made a nice groan into the sock to express displeasure and pleasure.
"There!"
"UGH!" I hated the taste with a passion but amused this because of Sera as the camo bandana was knotted behind my head.
"Just a second."
"UGH!" that knot was tight!
"Let's seal that in."

I think Giulia wrapped that gray tape around my head 8 times. It was a lot, and it was tight. Then she blindfolded me with the other camouflage bandana. I was so happy to be so tightly bound and gagged, and Giulia used my phone to take photographs and videos of me in my beloved struggle. I'll talk more about struggling later.

The rest of the week was quite happy. As I did every Thursday, I ate supper with Giulia and her family. Then on Friday night I had date night with Giovanni and ate a nice dinner at a restaurant. Then came Saturday.

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Saturday, June 30, 2018

Saturdays begin like weekdays all the way through the "Gangsta Up" step! Yeah, I do like my gangsta, and today it was pink gym shorts, a brown tank-top, and my pink floral bandana, given to me by my beloved Nichole, as a headband. Of course I had a gorgeous braid held by a brown scrunchie. I was now ready to go visit my friend Sera at the bakery.

"Welcome to Lavoro d'Italia. May I help?" the lady kindly asked me while Sera stared at me from the kitchen.
"Dov'è Serafina?"
"Serafina? OK. Sera! Get out here. It's that weird one again that likes to mess with your head."
"Grazie!"
"I don't know why, but it's funny watching Sera get so frustrated by you."
"Thanks," I winked at her.
"Ciao, Giovanna! [What would you like?]"
"[I have three friends coming for dinner. What makes a good dessert?]" I asked slowly and carefully.
"[Ummm... Maybe zeppole?]"
"[OK. Two of those, and two eclairs, please.]"
"[OK! Anything else?]"
"[Yeah, that Gianni pays next time we do this.]"
"[Naughty girl Jenny,]" then in a low voice, "[You deserve to be tied and gagged.]"
"[I will be!]"

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"Hi! I tried to make something I have never made before!" I greeted Sera, Giovanni, and Roberto.
"Ooh, what?"
"Giulia taught me how to make lasagna just the way you all like it."
"Sweet! Not as good as fresh pasta with meat sauce though."
"Roberto's a fresh pasta snob. Except for a handful of things like this, he considers dried to be inferior."
"Because it is, Serafina!"
"See?"
"Good thing I used 50-50 sausage to beef!"
"I'm not mad anymore!"
"Jenny's a good cook, spa-cone!"
"What's a spa cone?" I asked about this part of Giovanni's defense of my cooking while giggling.
"No, it's one word. It's halfway between jerk and jack@$$," Sera explained to me.
"Ohhhh! Yeah, you're that, Roberto! Be nice or get tied to a chair."
"Hey, I ain't mad. She at least used the right meat blend!"
"Now, here it is! Sera, please say grace. Please, my goodness!"

I sat down with a big grin in my face. Sera stared at me with a stupid look on her face.

"Grace?"
"Pray before dinner?"
"Oh, OK!"

Once that hump was traversed, I served the hot, delicious supper to my amazing friends. While we ate, I then shared my colorblindness with them. It wasn't easy, but I had to do so as a show of trust in Giovanni.

"Every notice anything about the Gangsta Princess?" I asked.
"Notice what?" Sera asked.
"How I always look. What my room looks like. What things attract me."
"Well, you like reds, browns, and pinks."
"Good... ever notice anything else?"
"Not really."
"Look around this room at everything that I chose for myself."
"It's pretty simple except for the photos everywhere."
"It's interesting to me, Jenny," Roberto thought about this, "Your car is blue, but nothing else you like is blue."
"You're on it, boy!" I grinned at them; the fun of a secret is that it's secret even if it's harmless.
"Oh, I've got it! You're colorblind!" Sera said to me with a beam of pride.
"You're spot on! I am partially colorblind to blues. So Nichole is always a semi-brown blob to me."
"How adorable is that? It just proves how much your adore that girl."
"Kind of. She's the best ever."
"So why's your car blue?!" Giovanni was confused by this part.
"Dad picked the color without thinking, really."
"Whoops!"
"I just adore Nichole and her blues. I've learned how to distinguish between them, but it's not a full blindness. It's just partial."

After dinner was done, I broke out the desserts I had bought and cut them each in half.

"I figured we'd each eat a half. Next time we do this is on Gianni's dime though!"
"Fair enough! I can get behind that!"
"Hey!"
"We're good, Jenn!" Roberto laughed, and I laughed too. We all laughed, actually.

After we each ate a half of the tasty treats with a cup of decaf coffee, the fun began. Now, Sera likes blue too. In her case, it's navy. And she had it, too. Navy trainers, t-shirt, and kerchief. With her wavy hair, she resembled Nichole when viewed from behind.

"I get wired this time," I said, "Come on, Giovanni. Torment me and enjoy it."
"Wire? You're a tough girl."
"I am. I broke my arm when I was 9 and didn't even cry."
"But you cry with sadness when your friend is hurt?"
"Yes!"
"Before you're tied up," Giovanni started and then surprised me!

He grabbed me and picked me up in the air and brought my face level with his 5'11" face. Then he kissed me, and I mean kissed me in a "is it warm in here?" sort of way. Sera squealed with glee, and Roberto laughed. When Gianni put me down I blushed and just sort of acted embarrassed. I turned around and put my arms together while hiding a giant smile from him. I couldn't contain it though, and I turned back around.

"Giovanni Randaccio, I really mean this. I love you."
"You know I love you back."
"Let's get on with the kidnapping," I turned back around as before.
"All right," Gianni took a wire and began binding my wrists tightly behind me.

Wire is tough stuff. If used properly, rope can immobilize you, but it's still pliable and has a little stretch for you to squirm. This wire doesn't have those, so you're more limited plus it's stiffer and thinner. It's only really good on the flexy people who can squish down further, but that requires a captor who's not going for full torture.

I love being tied up. When I'm tied up, it's always (usually, LOL) by people I trust with my life. I'm never scared unless the person is for some reason punishing me in rage (like when Bridget exploded that time you've heard about). I like the feel of being helpless, unable to talk, unable to move, unable to see, or whatever else. It's fun being trapped. It's fun making garbled noises. It's fun kicking my legs and accomplishing nothing.

It's hard to not bounce with happiness while my upper forearms and elbows are getting wired Then the feeling of the breast harness is even better. I like the way my boobs poke out because of my crazy flexibility. I like it all!

I had added enough to my collection so that I could have my torso tied as described. Then I could also have my feet, ankles, shins, knees, above knees, mid thigh, and below waist tied and be hogtied. Gianni did all that, and it felt soooo good. I rolled on the carpeted living room floor as best as I could and smiled at Giovanni. Across the room, Serafina had been tied up identically but using rope. Poor Gangsta Chick.

"Just because," I began one of my silly adjective streaks, "I'm sweet, short, cute, beautiful, adorable, lovable, kindly, friendly, gorgeous, bandana-crazy, rope-loving, talented, athletic."

That ended when clean socks were wedged into our mouths and sealed in with bandanas. Mine was pink, and Sera's was white. I love the way that fabric felt against my face and the back of my head. The 8 layers of pink duct tape that trapped that all was sticky, tight, and fun, and Sera probably felt the same about the white tape on her. And the brown bandana that took away my eyesight was a perfect finish.

This is my dark secret, but I secretly love the thought of a super careful breathplay. I'd only want to be bagged though, so that I still breathe but instead feel the thrill of slowly running out of oxygen and then having the bag removed. But I don't want to test unconsciousness... just the feeling of it getting steamy and such. That's why I enjoy pillowcases and sheets and the like.

"MMMMM!" I screamed into the gag when Roberto asked us to act up for the camera. Gag talk is my forte.

We really enjoyed ourselves that night. I was tied up until 11PM! Four hours of gagged helpless fun, though partway through Gianni undid the hogtie and cuddled with me while I squealed and squirmed. I couldn't ask for more.

Next time, Sera will be the one narrating our Jersey adventures. You'll like her, I promise!
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I love the updates as always! These girls are always so much fun!
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hafnermg wrote: 1 year ago I love the updates as always! These girls are always so much fun!
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Chapter 314: Gangsta Friend-ship
Monday, June 25, 2018

"Mom, are you OK?"
"I'm fine. Just getting used to things. I'm a late starter at the pregnancy game."
"I still can't believe it! I'm going to be a big sister!"
"I can't either... but look at you all grown and even dating now!"
"I know! Are you sure you'll be fine with me gone all week?"
"Yes... now, get along!"
"OK, Mom!"
"Give Nichole a hug for me... I didn't get to do so last time!"
"I will!"

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"So how was St. Louis?" Hannah asked Nichole.
"It was so much fun. Claire and I had such a great time, but then it got really hard."
"Why was it hard? Something with her?"
"No, we had a great time for real! It's just, well... she has children... and..."
"Don't go back there."
"I held it in the entire time...," Nichole's voice choked, "I wanted that baby so badly."
"Nichole, I know the pain... I know the pain... I know the pain... just stop."
"OK... We need to fake smiles for Casey."
"All right, Gangsta Queen."

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"What's wrong with you two?"
"We're just having a hard time together."
"How's my new pink bandana look on me?"
"Pretty nice! It looks good on you!"
"Thanks!"
"A sweater in the daytime?" Hannah asked.
"*sigh* Yes, a sweater and blue jeans because... because that's my life. Some days I just can't get warm even when it's 90 degrees out. Sometimes it's dangerous because I'm really overheating."
"Well, sit down and join us for supper," Nichole said with a big, genuine smile.
"Thank you! Would you like me to pray?"
"Uhhhhhh... sure!"
"Gladly!"

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"You're not tying us up, you two, are you?" Casey asked as Chris and Nichole bound her and Hannah's wrists.

Casey wore her pink striped sweater, her pink circles bandana as a kerchief, and blue jeans. Hannah had orange trainers, a blue t-shirt, and an orange bandana headband. Nichole wore her black trainers, a bright blue t-shirt, and a black kerchief bandana. Ropes eventually bound their wrists, elbows, breasts, waist, ankles, knees, and thighs. Nichole was kidnapped as well!

"Well...um... time for bed? Hannah and I don't want to be gagged, right?"
"Right!"
"That's fine...," Nichole said, "Chris is having dirty thoughts about me."
"Oh, I get it!" Hannah giggled at the thought.

Soon, the two were on top of Hannah's bed while Nichole and Chris played dirty games in their room.

"This is fun!" Casey grinned.
"Casey... Ever have fun while tied up?"
"Fun? What kind?"
"Like this," Hannah gave her a peck on the cheek.
"Are you hitting on me? If so, I'm not interested."
"I'm not interested either, but I just want to get off on some sort of sexual thrill."
"Don't do that. You only hurt yourself."
"Joy and I did it to our own harm already. It was awful."
"Then why did you want to do it with me?"
"Because I trusted you enough to hope you'd just do it to make me satisfied."
"Would you have been happy?"
"No... just emptier."
"Now, Hannah Bandana, let's just lie here and just enjoy each other's company."
"You pray so well. Would you say a bedtime prayer for us?"
"OK!"

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Tuesday, June 26, 2018

"MMM?" Casey woke up to her face being wrapped in microfoam tape.
"I'll be gone all day, but Nichole will come back at lunch time to let you go, OK?"
"GRMMM!" she growled at Hannah, but winked to show she was teasing as her bandana became an OTM gag.
"See you, Gangsta Friend!" Hannah said as she took a picture of her helpless friend.
"Humph!"

With that, Casey spent the next 4 hours bound and gagged in darkness and solitude. It was reminiscent of her first days awake after the events of her injury... when she was alone, she was alone and unable to move much at all. Most would hate to relive such a time, but for Casey it was the time in which all her friends and family rallied around her and proved just how much they cared.

After some time, Casey decided to have fun and hop out to the living room. It was 12:15 when she heard the door open and saw Nichole enter the apartment.

"MMMMM!"
"How did you get over here? You hopped?"
"Mmm hmm!"
"Cute little thing you!" Nichole squeezed her cheek and removed the tape.
"Well thank you! I'm used to only my parents and Alex thinking I'm cute!"
"Nah, you are! And I got your favorite!"
"Sonic!?"
"Yes!"
"Perfect!"

Casey sat down and ate a very happy and personal lunch with Nichole. They didn't ever have opportunity to talk alone like this.

"Nichole, it's so good to see you married and happy like this."
"Thanks... it's similarly good to have a friend who's so resilient and full of life."
"It only still sucks at moments like this when I can't open... my... thing... of... ketchup. Would you please?"
"Sure thing!"
"This is why my dream is to help others like myself. There are plenty of people out there my age and younger in need of someone positive that will help them overcome. I might even go work for a church camp type thing!"
"You so want to help others."
"Of course, Nichole. I don't just want to get to heaven; I want to be there and recognize the people whose lives I transformed."
"Being your friend is such a thrill!"
"So what were you and Hannah hurting over last night?"
"Lost children."
"Lost?"
"Hannah's ex forced her to abort their child; I had a miscarriage; seeing my niece and nephews made me jealous."
"Oh... It's hard not to be jealous. You can't pray it away over night, but it eases the pain."
"Good advice."

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Wednesday, June 27, 2018

"What gave you the idea of tying and gagging people?" Nichole asked the next morning.
"Well, I saw someone in a TV show, and I thought it looked fun in the context of a cops and robbers game."
"Then?"
"I researched, saw how intense it was, and still thought it looked fun! Then, Hannah and I tested a little and then decided our first real victim would be Jenny."
"Who would think 8 years later it'd be our favorite game to play?"
"Me? I liked it enough I tied myself up for years!"
"Ha ha! You did?"
"Yeah! I brought the stuff so I can show y'all tonight."
"Cool!"

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"Show us your stuff, Casey!" Nichole suggested.
"OK!"

The girl in black trainers, a pink t-shirt, and her black-and-white checkered bandana headscarf. She had rope, a couple bandanas, a roll of tape, and padlocks before her.

"That's it?"
"Yeah! Just watch me!"

Casey quickly bound her ankles and thighs gagged herself with a bandana and grey tape. She then laid on her stomach and bound her own breasts, elbows, and wrists... the last of these used the padlock.

"MMMM!"
"Can you go all out with a hogtie and crotch rope like this?" Nichole asked.
"Mmm hmm!"
"Nice!
"Mmmm!" Casey speedily freed her wrists and removed the gag, "That's my normal. I try to be careful, so I keep a knife handy. I don't do much with my elbows, but I can go all out on the rest. How about you go for a walk? I'll tie myself up, and when you come in you keep me prisoner to do as you wish?"
"Sounds good to us, right?" Hannah asked.
"Yeah!"
"Cool! Get out of here!"

Casey didn't bind her elbows, but she did the rest: ankles, knees, thighs, wrists, waist, and breasts. She gagged herself with a blue rubber ball threaded with a black bandana, and she was hogtied from wrists to ankles. She was squeaking quietly when the trio returned and found her.

"Gangsta Friend! Who did this to you?" Hannah asked.
"Mmmmm!"
"Well, this is a shame. But I think we're just going to blindfold you instead since you seem happy."
"MMMM!" Casey got a pink bandana blindfold.
"Hannah, I think you have a tied up roommate again!"
"Sweet!"
"MMMM!" Casey smiled.

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Thursday, June 28, 2018

"Man, I've spent two nights tied up! This is awesome!"
"Well, you're happy, Gangsta Friend!" Nichole said to Casey.
"Yeah, but now it's your turn, girl!"
"I got tied up the other night!"
"Yeah, so your husband could play with you."
"MMMM!"
"Hannah, help me!"

The next hour was absolute chaos. Not only was Nichole, wearing pale blue trainers, a navy blue t-shirt, and a pale blue kerchief bandana, roped at her wrists, elbows, ankles, knees, thighs, waist, and breasts, but Chris, in blue jeans and a black t-shirt, was tied the same after a long fight from Casey and Hannah! Both were gagged with just 6 wrappings of white duct tape.

"MMMM!" Nichole rubbed her gagged lips against Chris's, and the photos and videos proved she had done it too.

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Friday, June 29, 2018

"Casey, you've met these girls, right?"
"Yeah! One's Liz and one's Leah! You date their brother!"
"That's right! Now, they'll keep you company today. Be nice!"

Casey was looking her Gangsta self in black trainers, a black t-shirt, and a black bandana with a white interior (basically a black version of the ones Janie and Sera had);headband. She contrasted slight more innocent looking twins who were in matching blue trainers and yellow t-shirts with each having their hair in a braid held by a yellow scrunchie. Once alone, the blue bandana headbands were added.

"What's the game?"
"We have a rule at home: only 3 hours tops tied up. You get us for three hours, if you'd like."
"Oh, this could be fun! How about we play video games to decide it?"
"That's fair!" Leah said.
"Let's make a deal of no gags... so we can talk to each other the entire time."

Casey and Liz could say they had a ton of fun while tied up. The girls, while very different, had similar spiritual opinions, and thus the conversation was enriching for all three. The day was best described by Liz.

"There's something special about a Gangsta Friendship!"

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"Our blue camo Gangsta Queen!"
"MMM!" said the girl in blue camouflage pajama pants and kerchief bandana with a navy blue pajama shirt.
"It's a shame you're so rudely bound and gagged."
"MMM!" she responded while being photographed and filmed.
"You and Chris will have fun!"
"Mmmm!" groaned Chris.

Both were roped at their wrists, elbows, breasts, waist, ankles, knees, and thighs and gagged with a blue rubber ball threaded with a handkerchief.

"Mmmm!" Nichole gag-kissed her husband's gagged lips.
"Mmmm!" he returned it.
"So cute!"

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Saturday, June 30, 2018

"See you soon, hopefully!" Nichole hugged Casey.
"Same! At least you still have your parents in Mudville!"
"True! I'll probably stop in before summer ends!"
"That would be great."
"See you, Gangsta Friend!" Hannah hugged her as well.

Life was only getting better for the members of the Cool Girls' Club! But there was something particular about Gangsta Friendship and the smile she always wore!
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Chapter 315: Her Biggest Smile Yet
Monday, June 25, 2018

Joyce here again! I'm going to talk some more here, but you'll get the usual third person narrative with interjections from me, Amanda, and Ashley! Back to Florida!

"Listen to this text from Janie! 'I'm going to call you Austin from now on. It's a capital city, and unlike Trenton, is a real name.'"
"Hee hee hee!" Amanda cackled as the doorbell rang, "That's rich!"
"Ashley! Come on in! I had a rough day at work," Joyce welcomed her friend.
"Really? What up?"
"Boss is worried about the tropics."
"The usual. I have apps that tell me when to panic and ignore them otherwise."
"I got used to keeping aware thanks to my friend Bridge."
"I'm up for a big girl game today!"
"Sure thing," Joyce said while Amanda called her, "Go upstairs; I'll join you."
"All right!"
"Joyce, Joyce... I have been meaning to tell you something."
"What?"
"Come here... You do know Ash is bi right?"
"She is?"
"Her roommate that moved out? They broke up."
"Ohhhhh... That's no big deal though. Doesn't mean I can't be friends."
"It damaged things between her and Janie, I think."
"Nah, she and Janie have talked a lot more than you know."
"That's good. All right... just helping you to understand her better. Go have fun."
"All right!"
"Are you coming?"
"Yeah, Ash! I'm coming to rope your orange gangsta hide!"
"Awesome!"
"Ash, why did you tell me that you and your roommate were in a relationship?"
"How the f*** did you know? Oh, God, you're gonna reject me too, aren't you?"
"Stop!"
"Last thing is another person I trusted turning on me and becoming my enemy over this!"
"Ashley."
"I already lost four friends forever because of it and even had Amanda upset for a week."
"Shut up!"
"This-"
"SHUT UP."
"Yes, ma'am."
"You're fine. You're fine. Just wish you'd been transparent. Roomies need some level of it."
"You're not mad?"
"No! Friends don't ditch each other over such things. At worst they should agree to disagree."
"My girlfriend was weird. Like, really, really f***ed up in the head, and I saw it too late."
"Want to talk?"
"Yes. No. But yes. Not really. I've told my psychiatrist. That's enough, no?"
"Yes."
"That means I can tell you."
"Make up your mind."
"You're helpful. Just tell me... Would you let Ryan put a lockable gag on you?"
"Only for a consensual game!"
"She did it without consent... She'd tie me up for punishment when she was angry. She'd force me to wear sex toys inside my clothes. When she wanted to screw, she'd just order me. That's half of it. At least she never forced herself on me, but I was always too scared to tell her off."
"How did you get out of it?"
"One day, my teammate saw the rope marks, and I told her. She gave me 48 hours to face her or face the police."
"Oh, dang."
"It wasn't easy. I told Sheila to stop it. She tied me up and made me do breathplay games for an hour. When she let me go, I got up some courage and texted my teammate for help. Thankfully, after that, we were able to peaceably break up, and she went to a different school."
"Now what?"
"I like girls and boys alike. But I'm scared of anything more than a one-night stand now."
"Comes with the territory."
"Sure does. It's all been downhill since the accident when my parents divorced."
"They did?!"
"A couple weeks after my father and I were injured, Mom had walked out for a man she had been apparently seeing for 9 months. She was too good to live with a handicapped husband. Three months after they divorced, my mom married that guy. He's the one that felt me up and made me this way."
"Huh?!"
"Creepy stepfather. My parents had split custody. Every other week. I started refusing to go because he would make me parade half-naked for him. I finally told Dad after 6 months of it, and he told the cops. Mom's a loser and on husband three now... Dad got happily remarried when I was 16 in spite of his paralysis. My life sucks, and I express my trauma and abuse in this way... Seeking affirmation from boys and girls alike."
"I don't want to play."

Joyce: I really didn't want to play anymore. Hearing that all made me so sick I actually cried. My friend downstairs had a pervert brother, and my friend here had a pervert step-father and a pervert ex-girlfriend. The former hadn't, but the latter had been horribly abused in various ways and was obviously quite severely scarred from both the physical and psychological wounds.

Ashley: I looked at Joyce in confusion. Why did that make her not want to play a TUG? After a moment, I realized she felt sorry for me. I never felt sorry for myself really, although I clearly had been damaged in many ways. I had been traumatized in so many ways that frankly I was numb to it all now. A corner of Joyce's right eye betrayed a tear which I gently wiped away.

"Joyce... We've been friends for 3 years now... I'm sorry I bomb-shelled you like this. Now you see why I never talk about home or invite you to my place."
"Yeah... How do you cope?"
"I coped with being cooked alive by my friendship with Amanda. I coped with my father's injuries by loving him. I coped with my step-father's abuse by becoming friends with Janie. I coped with my mother's actions through softball. I can't cope with Sheila though... she hurt me, Joyce. You know what it's like for someone to hurt you; Janie does too; so does Dad."
"I know the fear. Sexual abuse, however, is not exactly familiar to me."
"It's gross... You can't even imagine what she did to me."

Ashley: Inside, I started shaking with fear. The awful feelings surged back through me as I remember the many ways in which Sheila bullied me into doing things I didn't want to do. It wasn't physical abuse; it was psychological. In fact, she had hit on me first so she could have a bondage sex toy. Then I thought of how at one point I had hit on a friend's brother and on a few other guys and girls and how fun that was, whereas Sheila always felt manipulative and deceptive. I had hit on a variety of girls and guys, and she was the one that stood out in my mind because, now I saw, she was genuinely evil, whatever that means.

"Ash?"
"I don't want to play either. I'm... going home. If I'm up to it, I'll let you know. It's just a 15 minute ride."
"All right. Before you go," Joyce gave her a tight hug.
"Thank you so much."
"I'm sorry this has all happened to you."

And they ended up talking longer than they planned on playing.

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Tuesday, June 26, 2018

"What happened last night?" Amanda asked Joyce the next day.
"Nothing."
"Nothing?"
"We talked all night until 1AM. It turns out Sheila... was hurting her."
"Hurting her? How?"
"Bullied her into doing things she didn't want to do... for Sheila's sexual thrills."
"Oh... Lordy... It was graphically sexual of a relationship."
"Big time. She's scared and hurt and trying to process it; she had a nervous breakdown when I asked her about it. Went from fine and happy to a wreck."

As they conversed, Trent entered the room.

"Today: 'I might call you 'Paterson' from now on. It's a different city in New Jersey, and then you'll be Paterson Patterson.'"

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Wednesday, June 27, 2018

"Oh brother! 'I'm going to call you Phoenix. Phoenix is a capital city, and Phoenixes are bad@$$ unlike Trentons.' UGH!"
"I love Janie so much!" Joyce grinned.

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Ashley: I had to pause and think. I put on a tank top one morning and spent nearly an hour studying the scars on my body. I can relive, in fast forward, that entire day at will. When I'm deep in thought, I play a lot of video games. Today, though, that wasn't enough.

That afternoon, I sat on my bed thinking about Sheila and all the harm she did to me. It was bad for real... but only emotional scars. Only. Pfftt! She destroyed all innocence I had. Bullying me into sexual acts, breathplay, humiliation. I suspected she even sold some of our sessions to people.

"Dad??" I called my father.
"Yeah, Ash?" my father started wheeling toward me.
"I need you... to talk."
"What is it?"
"Dad... I need to tell you what really happened with Sheila."
"What do you mean?"
"She wasn't just my girlfriend... She was abusing me."

And there I told my daddy, in softer terms, how a "simple" sexual relationship had turned into 9 months of trauma and how sorry I was to hide my distress from him. Most of the time he's Dad, but that day I was Daddy's Little Girl again.

Dad and I got closer that day than ever... and our relationship took off to heights I never imagined possible. He's the best dad ever!

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Thursday, June 28, 2018

Amanda: I couldn't stop thinking about Ashley. I didn't even know. I knew it was sexual, but I should have seen the signs. My own brother is a registered offender; why didn't I help Ashley? I was breast-feeding Janie and walked over to Trent.

"Sweetie... did I fail Ashley?"
"No, and don't think for a moment you did. You didn't know, and you're not a mind reader."
"We all..."
"We all feel awful, but it happened. All you do now is help her to move past it."
"OK. How?"
"Do what she asks unless you 100% know it's bad. Roll with her. Be the friends she thought Sheila would be and be her assurance that good people exist."
"How did you get so wise?"
"I didn't. I asked my wise big sister about this yesterday."
"Trenton Patterson!"
"Yes? Want to here today's Janie text."
"Sure."
"It reads, 'I am going to call you Tallahassee. It's the capital of our home state.'"
"She's awful and adorable."
"Right?"

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Friday, June 29, 2018

"Lordy! 'You should be called Philadelphia. It's the City of Brotherly Love, and everyone you love your big sisters more than anyone else ever will.'"
"That one's sweet!"
"It's sappy!"
"Ashley?"
"Hi, 'Manda. Is Joyce upstairs?"
"Yeah, she is. You're smiling again!"
"Just found a new outlook and came over for that game we skipped the other night!"
"New outlook?"
"Yesterday I had a really hard conversation with the only person who always 100% supports me."
"Your dad?"
"Yeah... it wasn't easy telling him why is previously cheerful daughter was so dour. It's not easy telling your dad that your girlfriend was abusing you. He never opposed it, but he never liked her."
"Let's go upstairs."
"OK."
"What's in the bag?"
"Everything... Literally everything I have for TUG toys... including a couple things I wanted to show you."
"OK."

Ashley: I proceeded to show Joyce all of my TUG toys... which besides the binding, gags, tape, and such included my vibrator. I also showed her the device that Sheila had made me wear to humiliate me for her thrills. I then did something uncharacteristic for me: I snapped the device in my hands.

"Bravo, Ash!"
"I did it! Ha ha! Take that, Sheila! You can't bully me no more!"
"I wish you could see how happy you are right now!"
"Now, my dad figures we're having a slumber party... Would you tie me up? Keep me as your, as you all like to say, prisoner of love all night?"
"Sure! I don't do gay sex though."
"I know! It'll just feel good though to be with a friend. I haven't slept tied up without feeling objectified since the last time Janie did it to me."
"I'll do it, girl! Get in whatever make you comfortable!"

Joyce: Ashley decided to strip to her panties and bra. It was acceptable for me, and I put on my pajamas. Using the straps, I bound Ashley's wrists, elbows, upper and lower chest, waist, ankles, knees, and three spots on her thighs. I used her muzzle gag on her, and then we got into my bed together. Never had I seen her so excited, and her smile was as wide as ever.

"Ashley, here's a real girlfriend kiss, because me, Janie, and Amanda are your real girlfriends. We truly love you!"
"Mmmmm!"
"Good night!"

What a peaceful rest Ashley had! For the first time in many months, being tied up for bed felt good!
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Chapter 316: Sjaastads vs. Fredericks II
Sunday, July 1, 2018

"Sit down, Sammy."
"Is that a joke?"
"Ummmm... maybe!" Zoe responded.
"Well, then ha... ha... ha... ha!"

Sammy and Zoe were in the apartment and still in their Sunday clothes. For Zoe, this was a brown skirt, a forest green t-shirt, and a brown kerchief bandana. Sammy had bright blue skirt, a pink dress, and a silken kerchief. Both were sitting and had their elbows and wrists tied behind the back of the chair, and their crossed ankles were tied under the chair.

Talking and giggling while tied up was awesome, and they had fun doing until blue rubber balls threaded with blue bandanas gagged them.

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Monday, July 2, 2018

"Good afternoon, Bridgie!" Kristina greeted her sister.
"Oh, hi, sis! How long have you been here?"
"Since 1."
"And how much time has Joy been tied up?"
"Only the last 30 minutes or so."
"Hmph!"
"Oh, Joy, stop it!"
"Mikey actually tied her up, but then he got called into the lab."
"Michael was here, and you didn't wake me up?"
"Bridgie, am I like that?"
"No, but he is!"
"He doesn't want to disturb your labors."
"How late did Dad say you could stay?"
"If any later than 8 then Joy would have to bring me home."
"Girl, time to rope you up!"
"Bridgie!" Kristina giggled as her strong sister roped her elbows.

In short order, like Joy, Kristina had bound wrists, elbows, breasts, waist, ankles, knees, and thighs and was in a wrists-to-elbows hogtie. She also had a knotted handkerchief gag under gret duct tape. Kristina was in blue jeans a pink t-shirt; Joy was in bright blue skirt, a pink t-shirt, and a pink kerchief bandana.

The two victims looked at each other and giggled. Being little sisters was so much fun!

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Tuesday, July 3, 2018

"How was work?" Joy asked Bridget as she walked in.
"Exhausting. Got three pervert messages tonight; had a tornado warning for no reason."
"You sit down... I'll make you a cup of calming tea before you go to sleep."
"Thank you so much!"

Bridget was a purple dress with pink polka dots. She sat down and breathed a huge sigh of relief and was soon sipping freshly brewed tea. As soon as she finished the tea, she stood up and stretched. She had just flopped on the bed when she felt her wrists being bound behind her.

"Hi, Joy."
"Hi, Bridget."
"This feels nice. Thank you."
"I thought you'd like to destress."
"I would."

Joy bound Bridget's elbows, breasts, ankles, knees, thighs, and waist. When that was done, she grabbed her ball gag and a pink bandana.

"How is it?"
"Good. Thank you very much."
"All right then."
"Mmmmm!" the gag filled her mouth.
"And lastly."
"Mmm hmm!" Bridget approved of the blindfold.
"Sleep well," Joy said as she took a photo of her friend.
"Mmmm!"
"Professor wants to see me; Kristina should be here soon, and then I will go."

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Wednesday, July 4, 2018

"Nothing like a day out of work!" Zoe said with satisfaction.
"I invited your girlfriend over here," Joy winked at Zoe.
"Samantha?"
"The one!"
"Haha! Ok."

It was July 4th, one of the few days where Joy wore her navy blue skirt with white stars, a red-and-white horizontally striped shirt, and an American flag kerchief bandana. Zoe just had jean shorts and a red Minnesota Twins shirt. When Sammy arrived, she had blue jean shorts, a red paisley patterned button-up shirt, and an American flag kerchief bandana; her hair for once was not in a braid or ponytail but was free.

"Gangsta Girl!"
"Gangsta Row!"
"Gangsta Dorks!" Bridget said to both.
"Go back to sleep!"
"I will, but I had to tease."
"Bridgie's tired."
"I see."
"Do yourself a favor and just lie down on my comfy bed so I can tie you up without a fight."
"When I have a bad gangsta shirt even?"
"Yes!"
"Ohhhhhh... Hmmmmm... Maybeeeeee?"
"Please?"
"It has to be duct tape. Or else I am kidnapping you."
"Deal!"
"All right. Let's do this."

Joy taped Sammy's wrists and waist, above and below her breasts, her ankles, and her thighs.

"Is that it?"
"Perfect! How about a tape gag with no stuffing?"
"OK!"
"Mmmmm!"

Eight layers of the sticky crushed her face.

"Why did you not stuff her mouth?" Kristina asked Joy, having been let in by Zoe.
"Because she didn't want it."
"Ok... just wondering what I had missed."
"Zoe... check this American in!"
"Huh? Check in?"
"Yeah, to the Hotel Fredericks!"

Kristina had blue jeans, a stars-and-stripes button-up shirt, an American flag bandana neckerchief, a cowboy hat, and cowboy boots. A quick kidnapping at the hands of the sisters saw her wrists, elbows, breasts, waist, ankles, and thighs bound and then secured by a wrists-to-ankles hogtie. A sock, a navy blue bandana, and strips of red tale gagged her. The victim was put on Zoe's bed.

Some time later, Bridget came out. She saw her bound sister and friend and was unimpressed.

"Heyyyy! Kristina! Did those bad girls do this to you?"
"Mmm hmm!" Kristina put on a fake tone that deserved pity.
"Poor baby came over to get to come over for today and instead got kidnapped."
"Mmmmm!"
"I know you're acting, kid! And I'm not untying you yet! But this is war!"
"Mmmmm!"
"Heh heh!" Sammy laughed as she finished freeing herself after what had been a four hour captivity.
"She freed herself! What's your problem?"
"Ah uhn-no!" Kristina slipped most of the ropes off at once.
"You brats!"
"Woo! I'm sweaty!" Sammy said as she undid a few buttons and knotted her shirt because she was sweating.
"Dang... that's kind of sl*tty there Sammy," Bridget said regarding Sammy's exposed navel.
"I'm warm after four hours of that. Excuse me."
"You could at least..."
"I don't want hear the 'nice retort' nonsense after you called me a sl*t. Joy!"
"Yeah?"
"Do I look like a sl*t?"
"That's actually pretty... um... errrr..."
"OK... maybe it is too immodest after all. But it's staying."
"Would you dress that way in front of a boy?" Zoe asked.
"Nah! But I know you four."
"Then it's fine in this house. You know your audience."
"Includes me," Kristina grimaced having never seen such things in person.
"Fine! My mom's OK with it if no guys are around, so I don't know what the f*** is wrong with y'all."
"OK... time out... What the hell, Sammy? Sit down right now and calm down. You're all overreacting to something minor," Joy said, "Sammy's entitled to her own standards, especially when she seems to have her own boundaries and conditions set. Likewise, Sammy, you should know the standards of your audience. So please respect the lines Zoe and I have in the future. For now it's fine because you didn't know that about us. Zoe's in short shorts too; we four just aren't comfortable parading our bellies like you and the Patterson's are."
"All right... That's fine. Bridget, I'm sorry I snapped at you for trying to protect your sister. I should know better given that shoes are OK here but not in my own home."
"See? Different standards. All is well," Bridget said.
"Am I at least sexy?"
"Yes, but not anything I would wear except in front of my husband."
"Haha! I can see Roberto in your eyes."
"Me too!" Kristina giggled.
"I meant him in my mind when I said it!"
"Too bad you were tied up already as it'd make a good excuse to tie you up!"
"Look, I'll be back here Saturday, and the winner of Sjaastads vs. Fredericks Part II gets to kidnap me... or be kidnapped by me!"
"Deal!" Zoe said.

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Saturday, July 7, 2018

"You delivered!" Zoe said.

Sammy was in a similar outfit as on Wednesday, but this time she had a white kerchief bandana instead of the American flag and her shirt was green but still paisley.

"I promised! I am a girl of my word!"
"Sexy," Zoe winked.
"Video games this time, I see."
"Yep! More fair for Kristina, I think."
"I bought the red one of these and sewed the other two myself."
"Huh?"
"My shirt here... I sewed it myself!"
"Nice!"
"Come on... Let's do this!" Joy encouraged.

Joy was wearing her brown skirt, pink t-shirt, and brown bandana headband. Bridget had black trainers and a pink t-shirt. Zoe was wearing jean shorts and a Minnesota Vikings t-shirt. Lastly, Kristina had a navy blue skirt and a bright blue t-shirt.

A friendly game of Mario Kart settled the next edition of "Sjaastads vs. Fredericks," and Bridget enjoyed tying up Joy more than Zoe enjoyed tying Bridget or Kristina.

First to go was Joy. Zips cuffed her wrists, elbows, and ankles and regular zips bound her thighs and fastened her wrists to her waist and pinned her arms above and below her breasts. Her own ball gag silenced her, and a pink bandana blindfolded her.

Second kidnapped was Bridget, who asked to be duct taped in that familiar Randaccio style: crossed-wrists/waist, elbows-breasts, ankles-to-knees, and thighs-to-hips. It was appropriately black tape, and a knotted black bandana cleave gag and strips of black tape gagged the rower. Finally, a pink bandana blindfolded her as well.

Kristina was Irish-8 cuffed and roped at her waist, breasts, ankles, and thighs. A blue rubber ball threaded with a handkerchief gagged her, and another handkerchief blindfolded her. She was put on Bridget's bed and hogtied from ankles to harness.

"Now, it's only 9, and I promised Momma I'd be home by 10:30."
"What would the Gangsta Row enjoy?"
"Something super tight... Ooh, do you have wire?"
"No, sorry."
"No problem. Just do rope then... May I unbutton?"
"Kristina is on the bed anyway. Sure."

Sammy unbuttoned her shirt and shorts so that Zoe could bind her wrists, forearms, elbows, breasts, waist/crotch, ankles, shins, and lower and upper thighs. A blue rubber ball threaded with a purple bandana gagged her.

"Nice boobies," Zoe said while squeezing Sammy's breasts.
"Mmmm!" Sammy responded happily.
"You like that too, Joy?"
"Mmm hmm! Heh heh."
"Bridget?"
"Mmmm!" she pulled away.
"You'll grow to trust me to do that. Three big girls on a couch!"
"Mmm!" Sammy enjoyed pulling on the crotch rope.

Bridget, Kristina, and Joy were helpless because of their bindings, and Sammy was because of how tight it was. All were happy, though, and displayed that happiness in the photos and videos that immortalized the moment.

It was but another joyful time in Madison, Wisconsin.
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Chapter 317: Sera's Eyes
Tuesday, July 3, 2018

"Jenny, I am still surprised to learn that you're color blind, even if only slightly."
"It's only sometimes a quality of life issue. Like, you're bandana right now blends in with your dad's shirt."
"So your car doesn't look much better."
"Actually not really. But she's my baby, and I take care of her."
"Indeed. I have to go run a machine for this... I'll be back."

Normal workplace activities I do a lot. Easy things. Put on safety glasses, turn on machine, cut to bits, repeat. Normal day in my life. Today, things went awry. This time, I began cutting, and as the aluminum bits flew around, one somehow snapped off instead of cutting and went right up my face and lodged itself under my right eyelid.

"Papa! Oh, Papa! Ow. OW. OWWWW!"
"Sera? Are you OK?" Gianni asked as he came.
"[No! The piece of metal jammed into my eye!]" I switched into Italian as I do under stress,
"Oh, that's disgusting!"
"Are you hurt?!" Papa asked me.
"[Yes, it's horrible! Metal is in my eye!]"
"[Were you wearing safety glassesL?]"
"[Yes!]"
"[Then we need full shield to use that one from now on. Let's go, my love.]"
"Sera, will you be OK?" I could see Jenny's face full of horror.
"Yes... Yes..."
"I will take you to the hospital," Papa said, and away we went.

Gianni told me afterwards. Jenny watched us leave through the window and cried as we drove away.

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Nice to meet you. I'm Serafina Randaccio. You know who I am and how I got to be here. I'm Italian, a proud mother, a rower, a gangsta, a Catholic, a sister, a daughter, a granddaughter, a cousin, a niece, and, more than most of those, a beloved friend.

After this injury, I had to wear an eye patch for a week while following special instructions. It made for some interesting TUGs and jokes in my life.

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"Mommy!" Benny ran up to me for a hug.
"My little boy!" I grabbed him tightly.
"What happened to your eye?"
"I got hurt at work, but it will be better soon. I have some fun news for you. Friday night you and I are going to eat dinner at Zia Giulia's, and you will get to see your cousins."
"Yay! Zia Vittoria and I prayed for you while you were gone."
"Tori?"
"Least we can do for my hero."
"What did you call me?"
"My hero."
"Me?"
"You've been trampled down so much and never gave up."
"I love you so much. Mwah!" I had to kiss my baby sister at that one.

In it all, I had managed to be a positive influence on the young girl.

Now, try being me. Here I am so emotionally silly that I have to sleep blindfolded... and now a blindfold hurts like a knife in the eye. Well, my winter scarf worked well after I had gotten to 1AM with zero shuteye. It was a relief to find something that worked and didn't hurt.

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Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Public holidays are nice. I don't like July 4th in particular, but I like to celebrate the birthdays of both my homelands. Mama and I made the typical American flag cake, but a little different. We dipped strawberries in red and blue food coloring for those parts and put them on top of the whipped cream. Little candies made the stars. It was fun to make, pretty, and delicious.

Jenny came over, of course, and wanted to help, and that girl is just sugary sweet. It's an understatement to say I love the girl because I see her more as an extension of my family now. Well, after another year, she was family for real!

On this 4th of July, I did something slightly new to me by wearing an American flag bandana and t-shirt. It's silly, but I had never dressed America for America's birthday before. Having two homelands is just plain awesome.

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Thursday, July 5, 2018

"Today I stayed home and enjoyed motherhood," was my diary entry.

Well, I enjoyed motherhood and sisterhood both. Roberto and Umberto went to help Mama, so I got left home with Tommaso, Vittoria, and Benny. I took advantage of my typical bandana to make a joke.

"Arr, I be a pirate, buckos!"

That comment made while wearing white trainers, a black t-shirt, and a black-and-white bandana came back that night. I was wrapped up well by my brothers Giovanni and Roberto. This time it was clear mover's wrap, but the gag was the usual black duct tape. They even put a piece over my left eye so I was blinded completely.

"Arr, you be a pirate, bucko!"
"Mmmmm!" I grunted into my filthy white socks with pleasure.

But, clear wrap isn't hard, and after enjoying it for 30 minutes I escaped in 12 minutes.

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Friday, July 6, 2018

"Now, Benny, we don't bother Zio Gianni or Zia Jenny unless they ask us, OK?"
"OK, Mommy!"

But I couldn't resist. Once I got Benny nicely distracted with after dinner play, I sneaked over to the door and looked under it at my brother and his beloved Jenny. I was enjoying the sight when suddenly...

"Cute aren't they?"
"Giulia! You scared me! Don't do that to me when I'm snooping!"
"Oh, a couple of snoops, huh?"
"Oh, you're cute cooking dinner for Jenny like that!"
"Thank you. Now go away!"
"Yes, bro!"
"Hee hee hee!" Giulia giggled.

That night I went home and was "punished" with hankies binding my wrists, elbows, ankles, and thighs and my ball gag shutting me up quite nicely. It was quite a fun way to spend 30 or so minutes relaxing in just my undies before bedtime.

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Saturday, July 7, 2018

As I knotted my black-and-white kerchief-- mind you quite perfect when I also had black sneakers, socks, running shorts, and a t-shirt--I thought about Jenny and imagined what funny bakery visit I would get today. Today would be fun as Vittoria was spending the day with Jenny just for some "friend time" as she really admired Jenny. I stepped out to find Vittoria in a red skirt and a pretty white-and-red blouse with horizontal stripes.

"Aren't you nice looking?"
"Sera, may I try your red bandana, the one with the white border?"
"What? Why?" I was genuinely confused.
"You and Jenny wear. I want to try!"
"We're the weird ones though," I struggled for words, "Actually mostly bad folks wear these."
"I admire you two girls very much."
"Oh...," I looked at her pouting face, "Come into my room. I show you."
"I want to be physically and morally strong like you both are. My big sisters and friend are... heroic!"
"All right... Here is your first bandana lesson... I was already in sports myself when I started!"
"I know! I remember then even if I was very little!"

That day, I dropped off Vittoria at Jenny's and went to the bakery and really beat on the goods a bit too much. My eye patch was an aggravation to say the very nicest about it. Roberto yelled at me. Umberto yelled at me. Mama yelled at me. My frustration showed in the way I made zeppoles and such, and finally Mama ordered me to either go to the register or to the house.

Eventually, Jenny, Giulia, and Vittoria walked in. Jenny had that pink flower bandana headband on to go with a brown tank and neon green athletic shorts. It was awful. My sisters and friend were having a girls' day together, it seemed.

"Ciao! Welcome to Lavoro d'Italia! May I take your order?"
"Pick nearly anything, girl," Jenny said.
"The lemon creme cake is my favorite!" she said without a thought.
"Giulia?" I asked.
"I'm not into sweets. You know that. How about an orange cannolo?"
"Sure! Jenny?"
"Mmmmm... how about a brownie?"
"Sure thing! I'll get those for you," I said before ringing them up and watching them leave.

"Sera, can we talk?" Vittoria asked me that night after everyone was in bed.
"What is it? You seem upset."
"Do you really have friends from school besides Jenny and Joyce?"
"Of course! You know Peter and Bridget and some others."
"Jenny made a joke about tying you up and tickling you before you did it to her and how she had fun last time it happened. It meant nothing until Giulia told her to stop saying such things, which made me know it was bad."
"Uhhhhh," I felt my mouth go dry, but I could not lie to this girl, "She did? What do you think?"
"Does Jenny really do that to you? Do the others do this? Do you do it to them?"
"Ummm... Yes, sweetheart, she, Giulia, and I and most all of my school friends do. I'm sorry."
"It's OK. You're not doing bad things like bad people do in bedrooms?"
"We definitely do not. I assure you."
"Why?"
"It's fun to us, but many think it's bad so we don't talk about it with people in case they think we're bad when you can see I'm a happy mommy and sister who loves Jesus and Mary."
"What would happen if I played too?"
"You're too little still, I think."
"I understand."
"I'll give you a little taste though. Just a little one, OK?"

All I did was tie Vittoria's wrists with a hanky. She walked away thinking we liked movie damsel scenes and just wriggling out of silly traps. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that tomorrow i would have to lecture my friend.

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Sunday, July 8, 2018

"Jenny, we need a girl-to-girl talk. Bedroom. Come on"
"Oh, OK."
"As long you are dating my brother, we need to have these conversations."

It was Sunday after dinner at my house. Most Sundays Mama or Papa invited her over. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I thought about this. I had to make Jenny understand that I was upset but not hurt. When I'm upset, I say many things I do not mean because I fumble my words.

"Jenny," I shut the door and locked it, "Let's sit on closet floor. More private."
"OK...," she shrugged.
"How was yesterday."
"Didn't Vittoria tell you?"
"Yeah, she had so much fun. She idolizes you and now wants to wear bandana because we do."
"She'll be a fun teenager."
"Yeah... Why did you and Giulia talk about TUGs in front of her?"
"Uhhhh... Well, I have no close friends I don't play TUGs with, Sera. There's family, and no TUGs are mentioned near them. But friends... Vittoria is my only friend who doesn't know, and I forgot that and... I slipped."
"It'll be all right. Just be a little more careful. She asked me last night, and I told her it just has to wait until I think she's ready. I know Bridgie was 7, but most of us were in high school or college. I tied her with a hanky and let her go at that."
"I so sorry. I didn't mean to cause problems for you. I just wanted to pass it off as a joke, but..."
"She didn't buy it. I couldn't lie."
"Are you there, sis?" asked a voice in the hallway.
"Speaking of the devil."
"Yes, we are love. Need something?"
"I just wanted to make sure Jenny wasn't in trouble for yesterday."
"Oh."
"My sister is a tough rower who is nicknamed Gangsta Chick. I have to keep Jenny safe from you."
"Well she's the Gangsta Princess."
"Uh oh, she's a naughty too!"
"Yes, I am!"
"Were you talking about yesterday?"
"Yes, we were."
"You're not mad at Jenny are you, Serafina?"
"No. Just reminding her to be more aware of who she's with."
"Good! I like her and want to be like you and her when I'm your age!"
"Me? How?"
"You're spunky and unafraid and try so hard to shine Jesus' love... just like Sera!"
"Awwwww..."

I was so happy to see how well these two were bonding. Perhaps... just perhaps... we would "rope her in" as well.

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It's fun being bound and gagged, It's fun binding and gagging too. You don't know this, but the way our storied often just say "and was untied after 2 hours" doesn't tell half of it. One, some of us take our time just enjoying being tied up, and two some are more skilled.

I am part of the majority group with the likes of Bridgie, Joy, Nichole, Hannah, and others. We can escape nearly any regular TUG, but it takes time. Really, only Jenny and often Janie have the issue of being unable to escape even easy ties. Caleigh and Joyce escape anything.

One scarf on wrists, one on ankles, one in mouth, and one over eyes... that'll keep me a happy girl for 30 or 60 minutes, and then I escape at will.

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I conclude with stuff about the most important human in my life: Benedetto Francesco Carmelo.

My little boy is everything. Nothing makes me happier than cuddling with him and oftentimes falling asleep together. I taught him to talk and read, and oh how I squealed with glee when he took his first steps. It's hard being a single mom, but Benny has the best aunts, uncles, and grandparents possible.

I hope that f***er Kevin Dougall got his butt handed to him at some point. After Benny was born, my father convinced that s---head to give up all rights as the father, and I have never heard from him or about him ever again. I wish I had at least had sex with someone who had been as responsible about it as I was and would have at least been a worthy father.

Every day has certain things the same. Benny always gives me a hug when we first meet in the morning. We brush our teeth together. I always spend at least one hour doing things with him outside of meals; we do stuff in kitchen, we play games, we go for walks, we pray. Every night we pray together. And we give each other a good night kiss and hug.

I hope to talk to you again soon!
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Chapter 318: Again I Say ReJoyce!
Monday, July 2, 2018

"Joyce, are you OK?"
"I will be, Trent... just thinking about Mom and Dad," Joyce responded while staring at a photo.
"About what?"
"Just thinking... So many things... And how I feel so spoiled when I see what you and your sisters got for a childhood."
"Well, it seemed rosy to us, so it's all good. I came to ask you to make your weenie meat stuff on Wednesday."
"Oh, sure!"
"Beware... I heard Amanda making phone calls, and it sounded like wedding stuff."
"That girl is something special... has it been a year already?"
"Well, we copulated first!"
"Stop it!"
"It really has been a year."
"2 years since Daddy went home."
"Life's tough."
"It sure is... I know! Manda and I will make dessert! I know how to make this flag cake!"
"Sounds perfect!"
"I'll get the stuff when my shift is up."
"Wait up. We have the same times today."
"Oh, all right!"

That night, Amanda came upstairs to talk to Joyce.

"Hey, girlfriend. What's up?"
"I've been thinking... What do you want or need for your wedding? I mean as far as planning and such."
"Well, Ryan is coming over tomorrow so we can talk about those things. We picked a church, but we don't know about a reception afterwards. It's the problem of who to invite and who to invite to just the wedding itself and then accommodating all of them."
"Well, let's just do something easy then for tonight."
"What?"
"Kidnap me!"
"How do you want to be kidnapped?"
"Well, with this bag of beautiful purple rope of course!"
"Look, I want to kidnap a real purple gym girl. Go down, get ready, and come back when you're alllllll purpled up, OK?"
"OK!"

Amanda returned "alllllll purpled up" with purple sneakers, socks, leggings, sports bra, and bandana headband. She stood at the ready.

"Purple enough?"
"Yes! Time to kidnap you!"

Amanda's purple rope boxtied her wrists and pinned them with a breast harness and crotch rope. Her legs were frogtied from ankles to thighs. An orange rubber ball threaded with a purple bandana gagged her, and Joyce spared nothing in knotting the gag.

"MMMMM!" grunted the victim while she was filmed and photographed.
"Well, this is nice, but what now? Do I just enjoy you? Do you I break out the clamps or even just expose you? Give you to Trent?"
"MM MMM MMM MMMM MMM MM MMM MM MMMMMM!"
"Expose you and then give you to Trent?"
"Mm hmm!"
"OK!"
"MMMPH!" Amanda yelled as Joyce pulled up the bra to expose her nipples.
"I'm keeping you here for an hour still. How about a little tickle torture?"
"Mmmm!" she indicated five minutes max with her hands.
"All right!"

After the tickling and 50 minutes of struggling, a very sweaty Amanda was handed over to her husband for further adventure.

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Tuesday, July 3, 2018

"I had so much fun last night," Amanda said the next day, "Trent only untied me at 2 AM."
"You two... for 4 hours???"
"Oh, of course not! There was marital stuff, but tied up. But mostly he was just cuddling and kissing me."
"You two are so cute!"
"We try to be. You know who's cuter?"
"Who?"
"You... I envy your natural beauty. I have my Irish family's freckles, Hispanic skin tone, Dumbo ears."
"You're beautiful still."
"Well, yeah, but you're more beautiful."
"I dunno... I just... I try to give others a reason to re-JOYCE, and I'm finding more reasons to do so myself."

That night, Amanda talked to Joyce again after Ryan had left.

"You're so pretty. I love your clothes. You try so hard to be beautiful for Ryan... heck, you're beautiful for everyone."
"It was a good time and productive."

Joyce was wearing a brown skirt, a pink long-sleeve t-shirt, and a beige bandana headband. She looked at Amanda and thought for a second. she stood up and began walking backwards toward the stairs. She cupped a hand over her mouth and used her other arm to motion for Amanda to follow. Then, Joyce gracefully bounded up the stairs. Her fingers were still bandaged and had more healing ahead, but Joyce's depression over the wound was long gone.

Amanda waited half a minute and followed her friend. When she got up the stairs, she looked into the bedroom and saw Joyce standing and looking out the window. Her hands were clasped behind her back. Joyce turned, winked at Amanda, giggled, and turned her back to Amanda. Amanda saw some brown rope and the ball gag on the bed. She walked over and grabbed the materials and came up behind Joyce and quietly began binding Joyce's wrists behind her back.

"Hi."
"Hi."
"Tie me up as tight as you like. I just want to squeal and squirm and then escape."
"It's good to see you happy. I've never met someone who is as contagious and shining when happy as you."
"Janie?"
"Second to you. You're fun of true spiritual contentment. You're transforming."
"Maybe. I just want to be tied up."
"All right, girl."
"I like how rope feels," Joyce said as her elbows were bound, albeit she came nowhere close to touching.
"Do you?"
"Yes, I love the roughness and the way the fibers hold you and leave their mark."
"Do you like gags?"
"I like being gagged, although stuffed gags are my least favorite unless it's plain tape over my lips."
"No cleave gag?"
"Right."
"How do blindfolds make you feel?"
"Like the challenge has been upped and I am being triple dog dared to escape!"
"It's all about the sport for you, eh?"
"Sport, sisterhood, friendship, love."
"It's incredible how you make bandanas a beautiful hair accessory while most of us just look like jocks with sweatbands or gangsters."
"My friend Joy does it too. Serafina sometimes... "
"OK, sexy."
"MMMM!" the gag filled her mouth.

Ropes bound Joyce's breasts, waist, ankles, knees, and thighs. A pink bandana blindfolded her. After photos and films, the girl was left in the dark to struggle in the privacy of her own bedroom.

Joyce enjoyed herself for a while with some struggling, squirming, squealing, shrieking, and other 'S' words related to innocent TUGs before, around 11:30, escaping her predicament. Much like her friend Sera, Joyce flopped in bed without changing and fell asleep with a smile on her face.

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Wednesday, July 4, 2018

"Wake up sleepy head! You promised us you'd bake a cake!"
"Huh? Oh, 'Manda! Hi!"
"Whatever you were dreaming sure was happy!"
"Oh, Janie visited and we tied her up and were watching her struggle while we swam in the pool."
"That sounds like reality to me! Was her cute husband there?"
"Yeah, he was on a pool chair laughing at her."
"I'm glad to see you escaped the rope job from last night."
"I usually do!"
"Get dressed so we can see your handiwork in motion."
"All right!"

Joyce came out in her dress which had a navy blue top with white stars attached to a skirt which was red and white horizontal stripes and came down to her knees. An American flag bandana headband accented her outfit.

"Oh, you're cuter than an American Girl doll."
"Don't start," Joyce blushed.
"Sorry..."
"I have rolls of duct tape that came last weekend via Prime. You can use those on me later."
"Deal. I just have a shirt that says 'Proud Cuban-American' and nothing more special."
"It's special though! Your ancestors and my ancestors have something in common: they risked everything to come here."
"Mine made a speed boat using the engine of a 1948 Willys."
"Ha ha! Mine had to sneak out of Italy into France as the Vichy government was being established and then worked across Spain to Africa to Brazil to Florida and then up to RI."
"WOW!"
"That's what I want to do!"
"What?"
"I'm going to do my family tree! Learn my ancestors and the story of how I came to be here!"
"Go for it!"

"How did you make it?" Trent asked Joyce that afternoon as they readied to make their July 4th lunch.
"Well, the cake is soaked in Jell-o first. Then I took Cool whip and separated it to die parts of it red and blue."
"It's pretty!"
"Little dots of plain white make the field of stars."
"You worked hard on this. We'll just have to eat it."
"Of course, bro!" Joyce said as she finished her hot dog concoction.

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"Mmmmm!" Joyce groaned that evening.

White tape was wrapped around her wrists and waist and above and below her breasts. Black tape was wrapped around her ankles, knees, and thighs-to-waist; the last of these was wrapped over her skirt. A sock and 6 layers of red tape gagged the girl, and a strip of black tape blindfolded her.

"I have an American girl doll!" Amanda said proudly while filming Joyce.
"MMMM!" squirmed the helpless victim.
"This sweetheart has such a cute outfit on, I couldn't resist duct taping her. Isn't she gorgeous?"
"MMMMMM!"
"Janie, I am understanding what you love so much about this one!"

Joyce was similarly understanding what Janie saw in Amanda.

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Thursday, July 5, 2018

"Hi, Ash!" Amanda greeted their friend while wearing her purple swimsuit, "Brought your swimsuit?"
"Among other things."
"Ha ha! Joyce and you will have fun later, I suppose?"
"A good bit... not the kind you think though."
"No?"
"I brought the TUG toys, but not the sex toys."
"Gotcha."
"I'm a bit disgusted with that side of things right now. Just a phase."
"I dig it."
"Good. I'm here to relax."
"How's your dad?"
"Really good, actually... really, really good. He hasn't been this chipper and active since before the wreck."
"That's great to hear."
"His improving mood improves mine too!"

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"I miss having Lauren and Janie here," Joyce said with a laugh as she adjusted her brown swimsuit.
"Why?" Amanda asked her.
"It was a competition in the pool with them. Except for water polo, I'm just kicking everyone's butts."
"No fun when it's easy?"
"No."
"Well, I know another competition that you and I are both about equally good at," Ashley said with a wink.
"What's that?"
"Escaping being tied up," she, too, adjusted her swim wear, an apricot bikini.
"Let's do it kids! It's late anyway!"

The sound of fireworks was accompanied by the sound of gag talk. Joyce, Amanda, and Ashley were all hogtied on the former's bed. The former was strapped, and the latter two were roped.

A larger forearm strap that had five buckles held her arms down, and a special full waist/crotch to shoulders harness strap that had at least 6 buckles if not more by Joyce's count. More straps bound her thighs in four places and her lower legs in another four places. Ashley's muzzle gag shut Joyce up nicely as it's firmly attached red ball gag filled her mouth.

Ashley and Amanda were tightly tied in a fashion more akin to Janie, but Ashley and Amanda had no endurance unlike their friend. Ropes cinched their wrists, elbows, forearms, breasts, waist, ankles, shins, knees, and lower, mid, and upper thighs. Joyce's ball gag shut Ashley up, and a purple ball gag with a black strap shut up Amanda.

"It should be fun to see who escapes first!" Trent said.
"MMMM!" Joyce yelled into the muzzle.
"Poor little girl!" Trent teased.
"MMMMM!" Ashley agreed with Joyce while drool poured off the ball gag.
"Mmmm!" Amanda thirded this.

The three escape specialists pressed onward. They knew they had a chance. Trent was perhaps the most fair binder any of them had encountered. His knots always were escapable even when he was ruthless with the binding. Joyce had the worst and easiest of it as straps are easy... but can be very strict as well.

"MMMMM!" Joyce yelled into the gag in frustration.
"I have never seen those either; that's why I had Ash tie you first."
"Mmmmmm!"
"Oh, sis, stop it."
"GRM!"
"You're really turned on by that, girl?"
"Mmm hmm. MMPH!"
"Mmmm!" Ashley was also fighting and leading the escape race as she escaped her hogtie.
"Mmmmm!" Joyce protested her deficit, but there was nothing she could do about it.

After 45 minutes, Joyce was alone with Ashley and being tickled and teased about her position. It was a lot of fun, and Joyce was actually a bit happy to have been stumped by the straps.

"Joyce... until you came back... I was contemplating ending it all... But it's really only just beginning. Thanks for being my friend."
"Oor ery elcome," Joyce naturally blushed.
"Want to come out?"
"Mmm hmm."

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Friday, July 6, 2018

"Thanks for the help, girls," Amanda said to her friends Joyce and Ashley.
"Mmmmm!" Trent moaned.
"You're welcome," Joyce replied.
"You're in for some time on the wrong side of the marital ropes boy!"
"Have fun..."
"See ya girls!"
"Joyce.. I'm itching."
"Itching?"
"I'm horny, Joyce... not just for a dirty TUG."
"I'm straight..."
"Joyce, I'm desperate... It hurts... I haven't gone so long without a real affair since I was in my freshman fall term."
"How can I help?"
"I don't know... I'm just like Janie only I sleep with both girls and guys."
"Ashley, I can't do this... It's bad enough I slept with Ryan before getting married. I'm not cheating."
"All right... I'll get over this urge anyway."
"Let's sit and pray you do."
"I'm not comfortable being here if you do."
"Ash..."
"I'm... I'm going home...," Ashley said, and Joyce saw tears starting to pour down her cheeks as she left.

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Sunday, July 8, 2018

"Hi," Ashley said sadly as Joyce opened the door.
"What's wrong?"
"I failed you, Joyce... I spent all yesterday... never mind."
"Ash, get in here... Let's go out back and talk."
"Yeah... I want to talk..."
"Now, want a drink?"
"No thanks... I'm not thirsty."
"Let's go talk..."
"Joyce... I... I and some college friends... one girl on my softball team, a local frat girl, and a baseball player"
"Hmm?"
"We had a wild day yesterday... Got drunk in the afternoon, and when I sobered up we were naked and Kelsey and he both said I'm a really good kisser and... We had a bender then a foursome."
"I'm not judging you girl... I understand that sexual problems are a struggle. I understand you'd at least prefer a committed relationship though."
"I'm an addict to the party... Heck, to make it worse, I apparently while drunk duct tape kidnapped my teammate and she and Chase were having a crazy time."
"How can I help?"
"Joyce... I don't know... I'm really struggling bad with this. I just want to be in control. I don't want to say it... I can't want a real relationship. I don't care if it's with a guy or a girl... but I can't have the girl I've wanted for years now."
"Why not?"
"Because she's you."
"That's enough confessing for now Ashley... I'm just gonna... get... some... Amanda... Yeah."
"Huh?"
"Amanda! We need you stat!"
"All right."
"You're afraid of me? I thought you were better than being a common f***ing h0m0phobe!"
"I am... because that's twice now you've made suggestive statements to me."
"I'm not asking you to f***ing f*** with me. I want your help! Joyce... please don't cut me off," Ashley didn't know whether to be angry, sad, or scared.
"What is wrong here?"
"Ashley needs real help... That we can't provide... But she needs friendship right now."
"Manda, I just want control of my life back... I've become a freaking animal."
"What happened here?"
"She... has a crush on me," Joyce explained while in a cold sweat, "And neither of us wants it."
"Got it... Ashley, we can help you. There's always hope..."
"I just want to not keep having moments like yesterday... The pattern... At least three times a month, I go out, get drunk, and wake up in bed with some friend of mine."
"She had a horrible day... yesterday," Joyce continued.
"You're shaking an awful lot," Amanda said to Joyce,
"Happens to diabetics when under stress. Causes a crash."
"You look terrified."
"I am. Ashley, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I am so so sorry. I," and then Joyce slumped against the wall.
"Oh, damn, she passed out."
"I'm going home."
"No, you ain't."
"I know inside this girl loves you. Help me with her."

Fifteen minutes later, Joyce was in her own bed and finishing a Pepsi with Amanda and Ashley by her side.

"Ashley, it is not your fault. I chose to react to what you said as I did."
"Joyce... I'm sorry about this whole thing."
"We'll help you. I promise. You need to learn to discern real friends from bad ones. Real friends don't want you to get drunk or to get an STD."
"I try to live life to the fullest."
"Certain truths aren't because of religion, Ash," Amanda said, "Like, STDs suck."
"True... You'll never hook me on the religion stuff, so don't try. I'm bi, and that's my stance."
"That's your stance then, but let us say it's best to find your forever than to sleep around... Better to wait..."
"I dated a guy for half a year and he still r@ped me! Half a year!" Joyce made clear that not even verbal commitment is safe.
"I'll work on it. I promise you I will. Will you two be my accountability partners?"
"Sure thing."
"Great. Joyce... I'm sorry for what I said earlier... the things I said after..."
"I forgive you. Ash... I want you to be happy... I just won't do that though, OK?"
"I know... Shellie was really just a friend with benefits... We both cheated and knew it... I hated it. I hated it so much... and when I'm drunk... Oof!"
"Easy goes when you're drunk?"
"Big time... It'll be a slow process."
"Of course."
"Thank you both."
"Have a hug, Ash," Amanda squeezed her tightly.
"Always find things to re-JOYCE in, girl!"
"I will."

Ashley had a difficult journey ahead of her. She was a mess, but a mess that could be fixed up. Joyce had broken a sex addition, and so had Joy. Joyce knew she could help Ashley too.
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Chapter 319: Gagsta Gangstas
Monday, July 2, 2018

"Stressing, Hannah Bandana?" Nichole asked her friend and roommate.
"Am I ever. This exam determines the rest of my life."
"How can I help? The exam is on Thursday?"
"Yeah, so a day off in the middle. All I need is for you to make sure I get adequate rest."
"I'll do that then! Just for you!"
"You're going to tie me up for bed?"
"And make you relive that experience? No!"
"Being tied for bed doesn't do that unless you leave me completely alone or something like that."
"Would you rather be tied for bed then?"
"Maybe for tonight?"
"Only if you want."

Hannah was thinking about Nichole's proposition. She eyed the Gangsta Queen in her pale blue trainers, beige t-shirt, and pale blue kerchief bandana. Hannah stood up.

"I've made up my mind."
"Oh?"
"I'm kidnapping you instead!"
"MMMMM!"
"Come here, Gangsta Queen!"
"MMM!"
"I'll hold her down for you," Chris said.
"Thanks!"
"MMMM!"

Ropes bound Nichole's wrists, elbows, breasts, waist, ankles, knees, and thighs. A blue rubber ball threaded with a handkerchief gagged her snugly but not severely, and a beige bandana blindfolded her. Naturally, photos and videos ensured this one wouldn't be forgotten.

"Mmmm!"
"Chris, do you mind if I keep this one as a cuddle toy tonight?"
"Not at all."
"Thank you very much!"
"MMM!"
"Come on, friend! Time to have fun!"
"Ha ha ha!" Nichole began cackling as the tickling began.

Nichole could only gag laugh, and she sure laughed a lot for 30 minutes before Hannah ceased. After some time to relax, Hannah resumed studying before she tucked herself and her friend into bed for the night.

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Tuesday, July 3, 2018

"Mmmmmmmm!"
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" Leah asked her twin.
"Mmmmmm!"
"Sorry little Miss Gagsta Gangsta."

Liz was in trouble with her blue jeans, yellow summer camp t-shirt, and yellow bandana headband. Ropes bound her crossed wrists, waist, above and below her breasts, ankles, thighs, and wrists-to-ankles hogtie. In her mouth was a yellow 2-inch ball gag with the usual black strap.

"Mmmmm!"
"Life got a little more fun after you decided to try being tied up again."
"Mmm hmmm!"
"Now, I tell a little lie and say that you kidnapped me. Then, you get tied up again tomorrow first."
"MMMMMMM!"
"Then I admit the truth and we get tied together!"
"ERK!"
"Yes, I am a jerk!"

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Tuesday, July 4, 2018

"Look at these American girls," Chloe showed Liz and Leah to Nichole and company.
"What on earth kind of twinship is this?"
"Twinship!" the twins responded.

Both had jean shorts and red t-shirts. On their shirts were, in flag pattern, the words "GOD BLESS THE USA," and both had American flag bandana headbands. It was a very Ralston scene especially when adding that Chloe was dressed the same way except that she had blue jeans and unmatching hair color.

"What kind of gangsta are you?" Liz asked Hannah.
"Just a gangsta."

Hannah was simply dressed in red trainers and a navy blue t-shirt she'd borrowed from Nichole along with a white bandana headband. Nichole had red trainers, a white t-shirt, and a navy blue kerchief bandana.

"And you?"
"A Gangsta Queen as always! Always down for kidnapping someone."
"Well, you saw what happened to Leah last night. Liz is due for some revenge."
"Oh, yes, she is!"
"I think she's telling the truth!" Landon said.
"What truth?"
"That Leah kidnapped her instead!"
"You're cute when standing up for your siblings," Hannah blurted.
"Oh, Landon, someone has the hots for you," Chloe picked on her cousin.
"Stick it."
"Since Hannah's so interested in the inside of Landon's shorts, maybe she, Landon, and Liz need to spend some quality time in the shed!"
"This sounds good to me!" Nichole said, "Hannah can burn off some of her sugary breakfast cereal that way."
"Oh, all right," Hannah blushed with a smile.
"It'll be fun bonding time," Landon winked at her.
"Ah ha ha ha!" Nichole cackled.

The shed was the point of punishment. There, both girls and the boy were rudely roped at their ankles, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs. Liz was tied in reverse prayer with a harness and a yellow bandana blindfold; Hannah and Landon had a boxtie and harness.

For gags, Hannah had a blue 1.75" rubber ball, and Landon had the same size in red. Liz started in "Jumbo" the 2.5" red ball gag. All the victims were loudly groaning for their captors videos and photos, but Hannah had the experience to appear the most pitiful.

It was hot in the shed, and Hannah and Landon cozied up together for their sweaty vigil. It was just hot; not steamy and dangerous. It was well ventilated, and the door and windows were open. They watched Liz as she squealed into the large gag and thrashed on the floor. She was acting like she was kidnapped, and Hannah couldn't help but laugh at her friend.

"It's already been 15! Gag switch time!" Leah removed the gag
"It's not enough you lied about me, now you do this?! Either let me go right now or tell the truth and join me, or I will tell Mom and Dad! They'll see the photo and know I'm telling the truth!"
"Relax, I told Clo and Nic, all right?"
"You'd better! MMMM!" a 2" bright green ball gag replaced her previous gag.
"Get on the floor girl!" Nichole, Chloe, and Loyal stormed the shed.
"Yes, officers," Leah laid down on the floor with her hands on her head.
"Wow, that was automatic!" Nichole said.
"I've been arrested before. Long story!"
"Whatever!"

Ropes quickly bound Leah just like her twin, and she got a 2" white ball gag with a brown bandana blindfold. She was put next to Landon and Hannah.

"Hee hee heeeee!" Hannah giggled as she gave Leah a girlfriend kiss on the cheek.
"Mmmmm!"

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"There!" Hannah rubbed herself off and began untying Landon.
"How did you get out?"
"I am a professional bondage model. What do you expect?"
"Ahhhhh... Interesting and strange."
"For real... Let's get Liz out too... then when Chloe and Nichole return... Bam."
"Sounds good."
"Come on Liz."
"Yay!"

Once untied, the three waited in full knowledge that all they had said was heard by those outside. Soon, Chloe and Nichole had entered the shed themselves.

"Mmmmmm!" Leah moaned.
"Just do us a favor and join Leah without a struggle," Liz emerged from behind the door.
"Get down girls," Hannah grabbed an elbow on each.
"You've been kidnapped," Landon grinned.

Nichole was seated on a metal folding chair and had her wrists, elbows, ankles, knees, and thighs bound. A rope ran from her wrists to her ankles. She was gagged with a pink 1.5" ball gag and blindfolded with a yellow bandana.

Chloe was roped at her wrists, elbows, breasts, and waist and seated on the floor with her legs crossed for her ankles to be bound and a rope run from her ankles around her neck. A blue 2" ball gag silenced her.

"Mmmmmm!"
"Auv ehn ih-acked!" Nichole said.
"Time to prove your ih-acked!" Hannah teased while she filmed and photographed the two.

Hannah donned a red bandana mask and took selfies with both girls. Then she took more with Landon and Liz. She then uncharacteristically gave Landon a peck on the cheek.

"Love is in the airrrr!" Liz teased Hannah.
"Stop it!"

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Thursday, July 6, 2018

"You got this Hannah!" Nichole hugged her friend, "I'll be praying."
"Thank you! I'll text you as soon as I am finished!"

Hannah was extremely agitated and nervous. She turned off her phone completely 2 hours before her exam. She studied rigorously to fully grasp the material. It was so bad that Hannah vomited from anxiety 20 minutes before the exam. After passing her exam to the teacher, she went back to her desk with tears rolling down her cheeks, sighed, and then left.

"I'll email you your grade," her professor said.

Throughout work, Hannah bounced in nervousness. She literally bounced at times. She had told Nichole and then her mother and then Joy when she had finished. She also texted Casey, Jenny, and Serafina because she know those people would be positive and encouraging, and they were. Finally, around 3PM, Hannah got her email.

"Congratulations, Hannah, you got a 92 on the exam. This counted as 33% of your final grade, so you got an 87.67 for the class, which rounds to 88 for a B+!"
"OMG OMG OMG! Nichole! Nichole! I did it! I passed! I'm going to graduate next month!"
"Yay!"

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Friday, July 7, 2018

"Hey, twins. What brings you over?"
"We knew how stressed you were, so we bought some cupcakes to celebrate your success!"
"Aww, thanks! I suppose I should be tied up after to show my gratitude."
"Sounds like a good idea."
"I worked as a pro and have tons of outfits he let me keep. In fact this is one."

Hannah had a navy blue and pale blue sweater with a navy blue bandana headband, an unusual color combo for her, along with a matching pale blue denim skirt.

"I was tied up in this skirt at least 3 times."
"How long did you do this?"
"Three years and counting. I probably averaged two or three scenes per month in that time, including the busy and quiet stretches."
"I think I have a photo of you on my TUG-gram page. Is that you?"
"Yeah, that is! Wow! I have like 20 photos of you on here apparently and never realized it."
"The pro's willing to recreate an old one if you'd like me too."
"Let's do it!"
"I did lots of scenes where my bandana got turned into my gag. Let's make it one of those. Last time I went over to check out his close out, Steve sold me his remaining double-sided tape."
"Nice!"
"Discounts for being a good worker."

With that, the girls proceeded to bind Hannah's wrists, elbows, breasts, ankles, and thighs. The victim was gagged with a pair of clean panties, double-sided tape, and, on camera with Liz filming, Leah removed Hannah's bandana to use as an OTM gag.

"Mmmmm!" the girl struggled.

Here's a sort-of decent example of what Hannah looked like during her struggle.

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Hannah really turned on the professional, sexualized struggle and sounds. This wasn't ordinary TUG struggling; this was an actress at her artform. The camera quality wasn't the same, but the starlet was. After 5 minutes, Liz cut the film.

"That was fun! We could do this professionally," Liz said.
"Church on Sunday and Wednesday; professional porn on Friday! Do you hear yourself?!"
"Yeah, it's erotica. I'm being an idiot."
"You are!"
"MMMM!"
"Butt out!"
"Hmph!"
"Says the girl who spent a night in jail for speeding!" Liz taunted.
"Don't talk that way in front of Hannah! She's lived real trauma!"
"So have I!"
"A creepy encounter at church isn't spending 6 months in jail."
"Underplaying an unwanted advance?!"
"Compared to Joyce, yes! You're the one talking about making p0rn!"
"I was just saying!
"C'mon, Liz, let's not fight over it."
"Oh!" Liz threw her hands up and went into the bathroom and locked the door.
"Hmmm?"
"Hormones."
"Ugh," Hannah rolled her eyes.
"Want to come out?"
"Nuh uh!"
"OK. Gagsta Gangsta will keep you company. How long did that guy let you stay tied up?"
"Ourth ith I annih oo ah ee ah ime!"
"Wow! He sounds nice."
"Mmm hmm!"
"But still p0rn, right?"
"Mmm hmm. Unah ee!"
"Haha! Playing or mean it?"
"Mmmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm!" Hannah meant it!
"OK! What up?"
"I've forgiven myself it. I get it! I was thinking about this after our game the other day! And I realized I need to let go of my mistakes... that I forgive Nichole in order to love her, so I must forgive me in order to love me and love me in order to forgive me."
"You do?"
"I was sorry for the harm I did to myself... for hurting Jesus... for hurting my friends... But I never forgave myself. I feel... Leah, is this joy?! I can live with myself!"
"Yes, Hannah, part of that is true joy!"
"I like it! This hogtie feels soooooo good right now! Aw, Leah... I wish I could tell Jenny and Casey how I feel too!"
"Let's tell them. If I can hack your phone first! HA HA!"
"It's just an H pattern, silly."
"Natch."
"Natch. Liz, get out of there now!"
"Why?"
"Because I'm happy and love you!"
"Hannah? You're happy?" that got Liz out in a hurry.
"Yes, I'm happy! I'm really happy! It's sooooo cool. I know you two... well... come with me to mass tomorrow. Please?"
"All right."

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Saturday, July 8, 2018

"Name this person," the priest said.
"Hannah Elizabeth," Lauren and Zack responded, the former extremely nervous.
"Hannah Elizabeth...," the priest continued.

"Well, Hannah, you're officially a Catholic although you still have to finish RCIA," Lauren said as they sat in a restaurant afterwards.
"I know... but it's special. Thank you both. It's good to have godparents."
"Unfortunately I can't convince Jenny to convert, so Father doesn't want her to be god-mommy to this little one."
"Awwwwww!"
"Hannah, you were springing today."
"Because I'm finally... finally happy, Lauren! I've learned to love not only Jesus, but to love and forgive my friends and family and the one person I didn't love or forgive."
"You."
"Me."
"I've said a lot of prayers for you; it's good to see the answer to them firsthand."

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"Hannah Bandana?" Nichole asked that afternoon.
"Hmm?"
"I missed you all these years. You're back; you're really back."
"Yes, I am."

Hannah swished the blue skirt back and forth. It was just like Joy's and match her white blouse and blue kerchief bandana. Hannah was still bouncy, but she had changed.

"Want to spend time in my friendship jacket?"
"Friendship jacket?"
"This one," Nichole showed her the straight jacket.
"All right. But only if my legs get tied in that matching black rope."
"Deal. I borrowed something from Liz to complete it."

Hannah was put into the straight jacket and fastened up quite nicely. Then black rope bound her ankles, knees, and lower and upper thighs. A blue 1.75" ball gag with a black strap silenced her, and a black bandana blindfolded her.

"Mmmmm!"
"There are a lot of people that are happy."

That weekend, Hannah made people all over the United States very happy. They shared a little bit in their friend's newfound joy.
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I love twins, especially in tie up games they are always so willing to get each other. It's also really fun when they take each others place or convince others that a different twin is tied then who actually is. Keep up the great work!
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Chapter 320: Settled Down
Monday, July 2, 2018

"Mmmmmmmm! NnnnnnnnnnnnnnHh!" Janie squirmed.

The blue athletic skort, underwear, t-shirt, sports bra, sneakers, socks, scrunchie holding her braid, and bandana headband weren't enough. No. Tyler's blue rope bound her wrists, forearms, elbows, breasts, waist, and crossed ankles. A knotted blue bandana cleave gag and strips of blue duct tape gagged her. Worse, she was in an ankles-to-elbows hogtie!

After photos and videos, it was fun for the situation to be put to good use by Ken. Janie loved the feeling of being unable to kiss back while they engaged in their dirty fun. Instead she would try to say "I love you" as best she could.

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Tuesday, July 3, 2018

"That was f***ing wonderful what you did to me last night, Ty."
"TMI!" the high schooler blocked his ears.
"Ha ha!" laughed today's black-and-pink skort girl.

Janie had white socks and black-and-white Keds, much like her sisters-in-law. With it, she had a black skort, a pink shirt, and a black bandana headband. Her braid was held by a black scrunchie.

Janie liked the skorts for running all over the woodshop as Ken's assistant. Her trainers were better for all over the house and yard or going about, but on days where she was planning on only being in the shop she was happier with a skort. Honestly, she liked the gophering more than she even liked her civil engineering stuff! Soon, a vision was entering her head.

"Ken.... Someday, after we have our dream house... we should start a business. You'll do carpentry, and I'll be doing structural engineering."
"That sounds like a

This day found Janie tied to a chair with her wrists and elbows bound to the arms of a chair, her ankles and knees tied to the legs, her thighs tied to the seat, and her waist and breasts tied to the chair back. The head harness with a green ball gag shut her up, and a pink bandana blindfolded her.

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Wednesday, July 4, 2018

"How do I look?"
"Disgustingly flagged," Eva remarked to Janie's question.

Janie had her American flag bandana wristbands and headband. Navy, red, and white scrunchies held her braid. She had a flag shirt, navy trainers, white socks, and red sneakers.

"I'm gonna get tied up again, aren't I?"
"Aren't you used to it?"

A typical 4th of July followed with grilled food, fun in the sun, and fireworks.

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"Mmmmm!" the American Gangsta Jock groaned some time after 10 PM.

Ropes destroyed her wrists, forearms, elbows, breasts, waist/crotch, ankles, lower shins, upper shins, knees, lower, mid, and upper thighs and hogtied her from ankles to elbows. A sock, a navy blue bandana, and 8 layers of white duct tape gagged her, and a red bandana blindfolded her.

"Such a beautiful American Gangsta Jock!" Caleigh said while filming Janie.
"Mmmmmm!" the captive was loving this impossible captivity because it was all so tight yet safe.
"Now, Janie, we know you're not too good at it anymore, but please for once escape something."
"Hmm?"
"Imagine you're 12 again and this is Trent kidnapping you for the first time ever."
"MMMM!"

Janie accepted this request with pleasure. Now, Janie wasn't an escape artist, but she enjoyed the safety and security of being tied up so much that she just rarely bothered to try escaping.

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Thursday, July 5, 2018

Janie today debuted her green skort, a yellow t-shirt, and a green kerchief bandana. In irony, Eva was wearing a yellow skort and a green t-shirt, but her hair was just in a messy bun.

"We kind of match."
"You'd think we were sisters."
"Well, we are!"
"Sisters from different mothers!"
"Sisters by marriage!"
"Truth!"
"I'm glad I married your brothers... I got so much more than just him!"
"We all are!"

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"MMM!"
"GGGG!"

They were both yellow taped at their crossed wrists, waist, breasts, ankles, and thighs. A sock, a green bandana cleave gag, and strips of yellow tape gagged them. Both had a yellow bandana blindfold. They were seated back-to-back and thoroughly taped together at their waist, lower chest, and gag.

"MMMMM!"
"Oh, you two cuties!" Caleigh again filmed captives in distress.

The best thing that can happen to sisters is being kidnapped and taped together!

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Friday, July 6, 2018

"Different day, same Janie!" Ken said to his wife.
"Of course!"

Today's outfit was a bright blue skort, a blue t-shirt, and a bright blue bandana headband with Janie's hair in a standard ponytail with a blue scrunchie. Blue socks and sneakers were on her feet.

"You're having too much fun with this."
"The fun is seeing your reaction to me because I could parade naked and you'd still only have eyes for my eyes."
"Maybe... I'm not a saint, but thankfully I've avoided the pitfalls most men fall into."
"Don't worry... my eyes can stare into yours all day."
"How about I tie you tonight... in here?"
"How about we do when we're alone... at the shop... It's going to be an easy day... I'll be your hopping rope bunny."
"Let's go... I have enough to do to keep you tied up for at least 5 or 6 hours."
"All right."

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"Mmm!" Janie hopped alongside Ken.
"Keep moving."
"Mmmmm!"

Ropes bound Janie's wrists, elbows, breasts, waist, ankles, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs. A blue rubber ball threaded with a blue bandana gagged her. Janie was hopping from where Ken had kidnapped her her to the office. Best of all, for Janie, was that nothing dirty had happened and that this was but a good TUG.

"MMMMM!" Janie groaned as she was laid on the desk and hogtied from ankles to elbows.
"Enjoy yourself. If you're still there at 9:30, I'll blindfold you too!"
"MMM!"

Being Janie, of course she was still there at 9:30, and another blue bandana blindfolded her. A strip of microfoam tape and a bright blue bandana OTM gag were added as well.

"MMMMM!" Janie groaned as Ken, for the second time, filmed and photographed her.

Janie was squirming on the desk in the dark all by herself with only the daylight that filtered through the blind for warmth. The ropes were tight and secure, but Janie was a warrior. She squealed and struggled with all her best effort.

Janie loved being tied up so much. She loved squealing helplessly, being unable to move, and being at the mercy of someone she loved, especially Lauren and Ken. But, she was an athlete, and it was time to revisit those escape skills that frustrated her siblings so much when she was a high schooler.

At 11:19, Janie finished coiling the rope and put it all back into her husband's zipper bag. She kept the gag on, though, and left her blindfold down around her neck. With that, she took a selfie and then many photos to show the rope marks all over her body with the caption "After being blessed with fantastic siblings as a child and fantastic friends in college, I'm blessed with more fantastic family as an adult."

"Mmmmmmm!" Janie greeted as she opened the door.
"Hey, you're out!"
"Mmm hmm!" she gave Ken a small "kiss" on the cheek.

And she stayed that way until lunch time. After lunch time, she put the blue rubber ball gag back in her mouth and out a fresh strip of tape over that. Thus Janie continued for another hour until she decided she was risking dehydration in the unconditioned building while working as she was.

"Maybe next time we should work up a dirtier sweat."
"In here?!"
"It's hotter and sexier in Florida."
"Never been to Florida."
"Loser."

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Saturday, July 7, 2018

"Mmmmmm!" Janie groaned into the red ball gag with black straps.

She was in all red: socks, sneakers, trainers, underwear, sports bra, bandana wristbands, bandana headband, and scrunchie holding her braid. Red rope bound her ankles, shins, knees, lower and upper thighs, wrists, elbows, breasts, and waist/crotch. She was hoisted upside down from a tree deep in the forest courtesy Eva and Ken.

"Ugh!"
"Cutie Janie! Caleigh escaped already! Why can't you!"
"Mmmmm!"
"She's trying. Maybe we shouldn't have hung her up like this."
"MMMMM!"
"She's wetting herself."
"Oof, really?" Ken asked.
"I think so," Caleigh said with a giggle.

Janie didn't mind though. She had been tied up like a piece of meat every day this week. As far as she was concerned, that was a special treat and one she'd love to repeat alone with Ken.

Oh, she was just happy with anyone doing it as long as it was done in love.

Heck, Janie didn't need TUGs. She had people more awesome then TUGs.
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