The Thrill-Seekers (MF/MF) - Guard Your Life 2 (F/F)

[AlexUSA3]

Guard Your Life 2 (F/F)

Part 2 of [mention]Ellie96[/mention] for her and [mention]Evo[/mention] to enjoy.

You've met Ellie before, but let's visit her at work again. It's always the same scene because the life guards have a speck uniform: tight black shorts and a blue t-shirt. Every girl does the same day-in and day-out.

Ellie ups the ante though. She goes for even tighter black shorts because she is muscle bound and thus has nothing but pride concerning her figure. As if piercings and tattoos weren't "bad girl" enough, today instead of a bun Ellie wears a red bandana as a headband to keep her hair back.

A lifeguard's job is to guard lives. But, sometimes, there are multiple people on duty, or the pool is quiet. On those days, Ellie's life is a bit boring. She'd rather be with her boyfriend, Elias, and being held captive by him in some way. Even captivity at a girl's hand would be welcome.

Then Ellie remembers the other day: that girl Carmen. She could add spice to Ellie's boring day! Grabbing her phone, she sends a text to Carmen in hopes of getting an answer. All Carmen responds is that she will be there soon.

Black boots, black pantyhose, a tight black leather skirt, and a red long-sleeve t-shirt are the exterior, but inside Carmen Salvaro is always much more. Sneaky and cunning, frivolously playful, adventurous, choleric, sarcastic, generous, and vicious are adjectives others have used to describe the mysterious Mexican-American.

Carmen is strutting about town checking out all the small stores. She is obviously foreign, but her grip on the language stuns all. A few chocolates here; admire but not purchase a beautiful sweater there; a sample of some cheeses. Carmen is always occupied on the days she isn't the one working, but sometimes she is doing this because she is working.

"Freeze!" she whips out a gun on a florist who is secretly smuggling drugs into this country.

With the reception of a text from her friend Ellie, Carmen returns to her hotel. She changes back to the black bikini and black coat just to get easier entrance to the pool. She packs up the clothes in a bag and puts it in the rental car to put on later.

Carmen sometimes speeds for fun as all thrills require danger or wrongdoing. As the tyres chirp a bit, Carmen powerslides the car into an alleyway with ease. It's the perfect shortcut to get her to this pool in this nondescript corner of Norway.

Carmen shamelessly strutted into the facility as though she were the owner. For all anyone knew, she could be the owner. Spies have this benefit: no one knows what they really do, and perhaps their "job" is really a false ruse. Then again, most people here would not know Carmen from Mao Zedong either.

She casually made her way down the concrete path and to the warmth of the room with the pools. This environment is much more her style, and Carmen puts her bag down by the entrance to stairway that leads to the breakroom. The soon-to-be dominatrix casually slides down to where Ellie and sits down next to lifeguard stand. There is no one there but the two ladies.

"I think you need to take a break," Carmen says softly and cordially.
"A break?" Ellie asks nonchalantly.
"You're going to have a wonderful time if you go down there. Just trust me," Carmen says with assurance and pulls herself up, "Give it a go, girl."
"When I'm ready," the future captive winks at Carmen, "Take a swim first."
"All right."

Carmen tossed the coat and jumped into the water to swim a few laps. There was immense admiration between the two on many levels they both appreciated, physical fitness and figure in particular. Both took care of their bodies with an almost neurotic passion; but one had natural curves to accentuate her fitness while the other had the perfect physique for her muscles to show, and both so without losing the feminine edge they each had.
Ellie studied the grace with which Carmen swam and how she maintained a constant pace. Certainly, her exercise was focused more on tone and endurance. It certainly explained why Ellie's strength wasn't enough to pull the Latina off her when Carmen had struck the first time.

When Carmen climbed out of the pool, she gave a wink to Ellie that told her it was time. Ellie stretched with a yawn and climbed down from the lifeguard's tower. She slowly made her way toward the stairs and turned to be sure no one was following her and made her way down the stairs.

Carmen responded by taking her time to dry herself off with the towel she had brought, putting her coat on, and heading down the stairs in silence courtesy her bare feet. Ellie was lounging on the sofa while playing with her phone and pretended to be oblivious to Carmen's presence. This gave Carmen the clue she needed and, in a repeat of the other day, she soaked a cloth in chloroform, approached from behind, and pushed the wet fabric against Ellie's nose.

Ellie tried to struggle, but Carmen climbed on top her and shushed the girl as the medicine did its trick. Soon, Ellie was out like a light and being brought back to one of her friends: rope. Carmen didn't favor rope in particular, but it was necessary to do what she had planned for the young damsel-in-distress.

The rope was quite inconsiderate really in the way which it secured Ellie's crossed wrists and elbows alike. It wasn't much of a chloroforming, really, and Ellie started stirring while Carmen was binding her ankles together. By the time she was fully awake, her thighs were bound too, and Ellie began putting up a real fight.

"LET... ME... GO!" she said it loudly and forcefully even though she didn't mean it.
"Stop it!" Carmen spanked Ellie hard on the butt.
"I'm not!"

Ellie squirmed as much as she could and then some more. She gave absolutely no breaks for Carmen, but she was inevitably and slowly losing. First her knees were tied, then her waist and crotch, and finally another one of Carmen's intricate breast harnesses.

A yelp emerged from Ellie as a rope was attached to her ankles and used to begin hoisting her from the rafter of the break room. She was now upside down and suspended from the ceiling! Ellie let out more resistance.

"UNTIE ME! NOW!" she yelled.
"Be quiet!" the captor calmly responded and gave a hard spank on the butt.
"OW!" Ellie yelled again.
"Now for your impudence!"

Ellie had a big mouth, and the blue ball gag that filled her mouth to the max was a welcome twist. Carmen had to work a little, but Ellie's jaw made a perfect fit around the gag sphere. Then, her bandana was pushed over her eyes to plunge her into darkness.

"Bad girl!"
"OW!"

Carmen slapped Ellie while delivering all sorts of insults, some of which we shall not print in this section of the site. Some of the lesser phrases included "Enjoying it, my spanking b-tch?", "Take that, bondage slave," and "Pathetic rope bunny." Each one was accompanied by a hard spank on Ellie's butt, and Carmen didn't even need to remove the girl's shorts to get such a strong effect.

With each spank, Ellie let out a groan to express her arousal in the sense of being stimulated by the spanking and crotch rope. She was in pain, but it was good, good pain. She liked this so much, and the feeling was heightened by her suspended state with the blood rushing to her head. At the end of it, Carmen removed her socks and shoes.

As soon as she was lowered, Ellie let out a sigh of relief, but her relief was short lived. Indeed, the crotch rope and breast harness were untied and redone so as not to restrict her arm movement. This was Carmen's plan to hoist the girl up anew by her wrists to put her into a strappado. She was stood up on her feet, and her arms went higher and higher until finally she was standing on her tiptoes; at this point Carmen finally secured the other end of the rope so that relaxation of any kind pulled on her crotch.

"Is my poor captive a bit helpless?" Carmen asked as she put Ellie's bandana back into her hair.
"Mmm!" Ellie nodded.
"Perfect," Carmen gave her a playful kiss on the cheek.
"MMMMM!" the captive groaned in her struggle.
"There, there, my beautiful," Carmen patted her on the head.

Carmen proceeded to squeeze anything she could get the right grip upon; Ellie's legs, butt, cheeks, and boobs all got a tight squeeze of the kind that annoying relative gives the small child. Another girlfriend kiss on the forehead followed, and Carmen sat down with a bottle of water.

The strappado was intense and took everything out of Ellie. She let out the occasional shriek into the gag to express her mixture of pleasure and displeasure. She was definitely enjoying this one immensely; this consensual game was so much better than the one the other day.

"You want a drink?" Carmen taunted when Ellie was at her breaking point..
"Mmm!" Ellie nodded.
"Good. Let's go get you a drink!"

Ellie was released from the strappado and found her arms back in the restrictive waist/crotch rope and breast harness that pinioned her arms in a vice grip. She was forced to hop up the stairs slowly. Each stair required a lot of effort, and the last ones required monumental effort. Ellie was groaning in pain and loving it.

Carmen finally got Ellie near the pool and made her lie down. She wasn't sure what was coming until she was dragged to the edge and had her face plunged into the water. This wasn't the right kind of drink! Ellie sputtered as she was pulled up, but then Carmen dunked her again. This repeated a couple more times until Ellie's bandana and hair were completely soaked through.

Ellie was finally brought up again and forced to hop with her wet bandana again as a blindfold now. Ellie was getting very tired, but the crossfit girl in her had no quit and wanted to continue. She had to see what Carmen would do next. She let out some happy groans even as her feet were chilled by the cold Norwegian winter.

The captive was forced into the trunk of the car. Ellie let out another yell before the lid shut and stole her chance of freedom. Where was Carmen taking her? Ellie didn't get to see where she had been brought. As soon as the trunk opened after a surprisingly controlled and smooth ride (with Carmen, a miracle), Ellie's bandana blindfolded her again. Most impressive was how Carmen just carried the girl to the destination, an apartment of some kind.

Carmen removed all ropes except the wrist and ankle ropes and began to strip the girl. When the blindfold came off as part of this, Ellie could now see that she was in her own home. Well, that much was a relief! Once the clothes were down to Ellie's wrists, Carmen finally untied her ankles, removed the clothes, and fastened her ankles to the corners of the bed with rope. The same was done with her wrists towards the headboard.

Ellie wished she could see her naked spreadeagle, but she couldn't. She really couldn't because she was face down to boot! Carmen looked at the scene and knew all was secure. She grabbed her back and started to leave.

"Huh?!" the gag talk came from the captive's mouth.
"I am going to shower," Carmen responded and left.

Here is where Ellie's greatest flaw became apparent: she was a rope bunny. Typically, rope bunnies, for whatever reason, are terrible at escaping. There is no reason; they just are; Ellie is no exception. Her struggles only served to make her excited and wish Elias was here.

Carmen soon returned in her original attire and strutted into the room like the dominatrix she normally is. She checked the ropes and announced that a change of gag was necessary. She unbuckled the gag and jammed a wad into Ellie's mouth as soon as the ball gag was out.

GROSS! Ellie's wet panties and filthy socks entered her mouth. She had his the crossfit gym that morning! What a disgusting development, and Carmen put strips of red duct tape over Ellie's face and chin to hold it in. This was a captor with a sense of aesthetic and effect.
What happens then is up to you. Did Carmen spank Ellie? Maybe attach a wand and walk away? Perhaps tickle torture was on tap? We know Carmen likes pulling on Ellie's hair.

After that, Carmen took out Ellie's #1 nemesis of wire. Starting with Ellie's wrists, she again bound the girl's elbows, breasts, ankles, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs. The captive was seated up on the bed and stood up. The girl was led hopping toward the setup she and Elias used for strappados.

Ellie's second strappado of the day got all the works... It was serious, but not too serious. Like the first time, the rope that pulled her was attached to her crotch. Carmen attached nipple clamps to her chest, and then Ellie's hair was put into a rope that was run down to a kettle bell and then back up to the clamps so that she had to choose between pulling on her breasts or her hair.

Carmen enjoyed putting the person in the situation and the knowledge they were in that spot. She also liked pleasing people. In this case, she enjoyed putting Ellie in this painful position because she knew it made the Norwegian a happy girl.

Ellie was doubly gagging though on the putrid flavors in her mouth. She had wet herself in those panties and worn those socks all day. Now they were making a flavorful soup in her mouth that tasted like brimstone or gangrene. Every movement triggered a negative response of some kind. It was hard not to let out some shrieks into the gag.

Carmen, however, had plans for the rest of her day, but she couldn't leave Ellie like this. But she had to leave the girl bound and gagged. So much time had been spent playing with ropes and wire... It was time for something different.

Ellie was exhausted and gave no resistance. In fact, she was completely untied and just lay on the bed panting and getting her breath, relieved that her disgusting gag had been changed. She was smiling though as a roll of blue duct tape started by winding up her arms completely until all, including her hands, was covered and also wound above and below her breasts and at her waist. Ellie's torso was encased.

Next, Carmen taped her legs by starting at her hips and going down to cover her feet. Carmen put something(s) in before taping Ellie's crotch and butt, but you decide in your mind what those were. All I will say is Ellie let out a groan of satisfaction before Carmen jammed the big ball gag in her mouth again.

The tape wrapped anew, beginning at her waist and wrapping everything up to the top of her head. All that Carmen left exposed was Ellie's nose. Using Ellie's phone, Carmen texted a picture of the girl to Elias, who still had 2 hours left at work. Poor guy having to hold in that ecstasy all that time.

As mysteriously as she arrived in Ellie's life, Carmen slipped out after one, last, thrilling slap on the girl's butt. Carmen walked out of the apartment a very happy and very grateful woman to have had opportunity to play with this girl twice. With that, she climbed into the car and made her way to pick up her husband and to say goodbye to Norway... for now anyway.

[Ellie96]

Very well written and i really enjoy Carmen's torment of mei guess i'm Carmen's bitchi wonder what she will do with me next?