Capture Club (F/M, FM/F, FM/F, M/F, F/M, M/F, MM/FF, F/F...etc.)

[Rtj65]

Great to see you back, and to see this continued.

Thoroughly enjoyable chapter, there's a lot going on in this particular scene but you described it very well. I'm quite pleased to see Elisa win her freedom that time, partly because I'm a sucker for gloating, and also because she'll add some unpredictability to proceedings. Trent obviously needs some encouragement to shake things up a bit, and it looks like Elisa will make for the perfect enabler.

[Roboticrobin20]

How is it possible that I never tumbled on this story before? This entire universe is a GEM and I am absolutely in love with it. Abbie is by far my favorite character but the others are so likeable as well. I do feel bad for Trent a couple times as the teasing and humiliation they put him through is ruthless. But he is a cool dude and I respect him.

I do see some potential for him and Abbie to grow closer but I saw you mention some other characters as potential love interests so I'll wait and see Though I have to admit that hug between Abs and Trent tugged a couple strings in my heart.

The only sad part is that I'm now at the end and that I'll have to wait for the next chapter. Please don't stop yet this is wayyy too good.

I'll be rereading this multiple times. That's how good it is.

[Fandango]

Sophomore Year - Chapter 20: "That Was An Awesome Saxophone Solo, Girl" (FFF/FF, M/FFFFF, MF/FFFF, MFF/FFF, MFFF/FF, MFFFF/F) [Part 8 of 9]

It only took a couple more minutes for Abbie and Elisa to finish untying Elisa while I put Erica and Courtney into fairly stringent hogties. Courtney was still none to pleased about her predicament but she didn’t put up as much of a struggle as I had anticipated. I could feel the visceral irritation and anger in her tensed body as I tied her though. She had known that this day was coming. It had been a surprise for the majority of the girls. I had thought she’d take things a little more lightly, but apparently losing had put her in quite a mood.

Elisa: Alright, chumps. It’s time to pay the piper.

I looked over at Elisa who was standing up and approaching the beds. The tension in the room shifted. It was odd to comprehend and slightly enlightening to witness. I’d never actually seen Elisa work over any captive except for myself and Sam and I thought she reserved some of her nastier work for us. I’d seen the aftermath of her bullying Abbie, but I’d never seen it happening in the moment aside from when she presented Abbie as a gift to me when I first joined the club. There was a shift in the captives that didn’t really exist when I was the captor. My captives were always alert and wary as to what nonsense I might pull. But there was rarely outright fear. This was different. Apparently even with her close friend and confidante, Erica, Elisa was viewed as a wild card. To say that Erica and Courtney looked anxious would be an understatement.

Elisa: Jackie, may I have your shoes?

Jackie: Nope.

Elisa: Oh, come on. Yours are perfect for this. They’re the best.

Jackie: Ummm… go to hell. Just because my family aren’t a bunch of one percenters who can afford new shoes every month.

Elisa: Don’t give me that. Your parents drive an Audi and a Lexus. You’re just a skinflint. And I love you for it. You and your filthy shoes.

Jackie: Still no.

I hadn’t even noticed that Jackie had put her shoes back on. It must have happened while I was setting up the captives. She had been barefoot ten minutes ago. But her well worn Adidas sneakers were now on her feet.

Elisa: Do I need to capture you and TAKE them?

Elisa grinned at Jackie as she said this.

Jackie: Excuse me. I’ve already been captured today. Trent has just been a little too busy to send out the text yet.

Trent: I will. I mean… I’m going to. Almost everybody is here. It’s just Dale and Sam.

Elisa: Jackie, you’ve never cared about that rule before. You’re fine with double dipping.

Jackie: Maybe so. But that’s been a gentlewoman’s concession. I’m invoking my rights today. In solidarity with my sisters-in-arms… no shoes for you.

Elisa: Fine. Be that way. Trent, may I have your shoes?

I had ideas on where this might be going. But I was intrigued to see. I slipped off the sneaker on my left foot and tossed it to Elisa. She looked it over and frowned. She held the entrance to it under her nose and breathed in. She tossed it back to me.

Elisa: Too new. I had thought it might be worse.

She then went to the shoes that were by the door. Four pairs. One for each of the other girls besides Jackie, including herself. She looked them over. She dismissed Erica’s bright pink Nike Air Max running shoes as too new and picked up Courtney’s older, red off brand canvas shoes. She gave them another quick smell check.

Elisa: These will do.

She picked up the shoes and brought them over the bed. She tossed one of them onto the bed next to the girls and began to unlace the other one.

Courtney: Nnnnnnnnnnnmmmmmmpppppppphhhhhhh mmmmmmmmpppppphhhhhhhhhh nnnnnnnnnnmmmmmmmmppppphhhhhhh hhhhhhhmmmmmpppppphhhhhhhh!!!!

Courtney was grunting indignantly. She did not appreciate the fact that her shoes were being de-laced. Possibly because it might be a rigmarole to relace them or possibly because she might know what Elisa was going to do with said laces. My mind was cycling through ideas but I was intrigued to find out.

Elisa: Sorry, girlie. If you didn’t want your shoe laces undone maybe you shouldn’t have given me up. Maybe you shouldn’t have let me down.

Elisa was clearly making a reference to Courtney’s final song in the last game. The look that Courtney was giving her was withering. However, Elisa seemed to feed off her friend’s fury.

When she was done unlacing the first shoe she dropped the lace and shoe on the bed and picked up the other one before doing the same with Courtney’s other one. She placed that one next to Erica and approached Courtney.

Elisa: How long do we have for this, Trent?

I looked at my phone. I wanted the final punishment to last around an hour. Though I’d settle for a little less. The final game would be short. It would probably only last a few minutes. Which means that we had around 15-20 minutes for this punishment.

Me: Fifteen to twenty minutes.

Elisa: I can work with that.

In lieu of this timeline that I’d now set, I opened an app on my phone and purchased an item for delivery that would factor into the final punishment. Twenty minutes ought to just about do it. However, what Elisa did next dropped my jaw a little bit. She grabbed Courtney’s athletic shorts and pulled them down her legs. The bindings on her upper thighs stopped them from going very far as the shorts bunched into the restraints and stopped without being able to go down her leg. But myself and everybody else in the room, aside from Erica who was facing the wrong way, were treated to full view of Courtney’s panty clad bottom. The panties in question were a colorful jigsaw puzzle pattern. I heard a loud gasp and for a second I was trying to figure out who it was, eventually noting that it was actually somewhat of a collective gasp between Abbie, Jackie, and even myself.

Courteny: Mmmmmmmmmppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

Courtney’s eyes went wild with rage as Elisa pantsed her. Her face began to blush an absolutely scarlet shade of red from what I could only presume was a mix of shame and anger. I was beginning to become a little uncomfortable.

Elisa: Well, that’s certainly… puzzling!

I cringed at Elisa’s hackneyed, low-effort pun but Abbie stifled a snort that she immediately caught. However, that didn’t stop Courtney from giving her a glare that drained the blood for Abbie’s face.

Jackie: Elisa, she is going to kill you!

Elisa: I’m sure she’ll try. And don’t you mean KILL US?

Jackie: I think I’m making it very clear that I don’t condone this debacle at all.

Elisa: No. By “us” I meant Trent and I.

Me: Jeez, thanks for that, Elisa. I’m pretty sure that this is WILDLY against the rules.

Elisa: YOUR rules. Sure. But not OUR rules. Courtney and I have different rules.

I looked at Courtney. She still looked mad as hell, but I saw in her eyes that the redness in her face was shifting more in the direction of pained humiliation.

Me: You have rules that you can remove each other clothing?!?!

Elisa: To an… extent. I’m still within the boundaries.

Jackie: And you’re allowed to do it with Trent and Abbie present?

Courtney: Nmmmmmppppphhhhh hhhhhhhhmmmmppppphhhhhhh nnnnnnnmmmmpppppphhhhh!!!!!

Courtney’s response implied that this was definitely not something that my eyes were supposed to be seeing and I felt more than a little guilty for staring and began to avert my gaze.

Elisa: You know, we never really hammered out that parameter. Courtney was seemingly growing even more and more indignant.

Elisa was once again bringing home the point that if you gave her and inch, she’d take a foot.

Elisa: This isn’t even that bad, Trent. Dale and I have moved on to full nudity. Captor’s choice.

I recoiled a little bit at what I was 99% sure was a tasteless joke and looked over at Jackie who had seamlessly put up her fist and was shaking it in a mock cartoonish gesture.

Jackie: Why I Oughtta…

She said it in what I can only imagine was her version of a Three Stooges impression and smiled at Elisa who was smiling back at her mischievously. Then Jackie saw me staring at her with a blank expression on my face which she probably mistook for uncertainty.

Jackie: She’s joking.

Me: I know. I think.

Jackie: However, Dale and I HAVE moved on to full nudity. Captor’s choice.

She put her hand in the air as though I was supposed to high five her and knocked her knees suggestively. She still seemed a little punch drunk off of her victory. I demurred on accepting her high five invitation. As we were messing around, Elisa had grabbed one of the shoelaces and had taken tight hold of Courtney’s hair, pulling it into a tight mound at the back of her head. I had left it loose, making sure to not catch it in the duct tape that was encircling her face.

Courtney: Nnnnnnmmmmmpppppphhhhhhh mmmmmppppppphhhhhh hhhhhhhhmmmmpppppphhhhh!!!!

Courtney shook her head indignantly and tried to fight Elisa, but she appeared undeterred.

Elisa: Trent, you want to hold her steady?

I looked at Courtney. She looked back at me, eyes ablaze. Holding her steady was not going to win me any friend points.

Me: Courtney, are you going to behave?

Courtney: Phhhhmmmppppppphhhhhhh mmmmppppphhhhhhhh!!!

Courtney shook her head defiantly. Clearly “Fuck You” was the gist of what she had just grunted at me. I knelt down next the bed, took her head in my hands, one cheek pressed between each palm, and held her head straight ahead. Her eyes were now locked dead ahead at me and were firing a gatling gun’s worth of vitriol right into my soul. Her face was flushed and hot above the smooth tape that was gagging her. I could feel myself filling with a euphoric feeling as I asserted myself upon her. I didn’t want to enjoy it as much as I clearly was. I couldn’t hold eye contact with Courtney though. I had to look away and I wanted to see what exactly Elisa was doing.

Elisa had put a bight in the shoelace and had Courtney’s hair in her other hand. Clearly she was going to attempt a hairtie. Good luck!! With a shoelace?!?! Hair ties were something that I’d never been able to get down. I’d tried them out a couple of times before without any real success. The hitch always slipped and came off. There didn’t seem to be any way for me to do a proper one without creating a potentially dangerous situation for the captive. And I’d been using twine. A shoelace seemed like it would give even easier. If Elisa could pull this off, I wanted to see how. As I held Courtney’s head in place, Elisa tied what appeared to be a lark’s head knot passing Courtney’s hair through it. She then opened up the wing’s of the lark’s head knot and collapsed the knot, folding the hair into itself. She then made a loop, passing the longer side of the shoelace to the inside and tightened the loop behind her initial knot. She repeated this step one more time, forming a tight hitch. She gave the lace a quick tug until she was satisfied that it would hold.

Courtney: Mmmmmmmpppppphhhhhhh!!!!! Mmmmmmppppphhhhh!!!!!!

Courtney was none too pleased about this development. I was intrigued as to where Elisa was going to tie the hair tie off. She gave it a quick run underneath one of the harness ropes near the small of Courtney’s back and she slowly pulled it tight, forcing Courtney’s head back as she grunted in frustration. Then Elisa did something even more unbelievable. She put her hand to Courtney’s butt, slid her thumb into one leg hole and her index and middle fingers into the other. Then she grabbed Courtney’s panties, yanking them inward and up into her butt crack. She gave Courtney a massive wedgie as I heard the fabric stretch with the quick exertion.

Courtney: Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!

Up to that point, I’d never heard a captive squeal that loudly.

Jackie: What the hell, E?

Elisa didn’t say anything. She just continued to grin maniacally as she weaved shoelace through the panties, which now resembled something of a thong and threaded it through both leg holes a few times. She then kept it taught as she brought it back and knotted the shoelace around Courtney’s two big toes, tying it off in a neat little square knot with almost no lace left to spare.

Elisa: Ta-da!!

Courtney: Mmmmmmpppphhhh hhhhhhmmmmppphhhhh nnnnnnmmmppphhhhhhh mmmpppphhhhhh!!!!!!!

Courtney was in a bit of a predicament. Her head was pulled back and facing upwards. If she wanted to relax her head or try and look downwards it would pull the wedgie that Elisa had given her even tighter. She still looked mad as a hornet’s nest, but I was getting the distinct impression that the redness in her face was now more from embarrassment than anger. Notions of being a gentleman be damned, I couldn’t stop my eyes from wandering to her exposed butt cheeks. She had the nicest, toned butt I’d ever seen.

Elisa: You’re turn, ‘Rica.

Erica: Nnnnnnnnnmmmmmpppppphhhhhhh hhhhhhhmmmmmpppphhhhh nnnnnnmmmmppphhhhhh mmmmpppphhhhhhhhhh.

Erica’s retort came out as a long, pathetic whimper. She was not interested in also being summarily humiliated, but it appears that that’s what Elisa intended to do. Elisa picked up the second shoelace. Erica was in a slightly different position than Courtney as she was not wearing basketball shorts, but tight khaki shorts, and they couldn’t properly be pulled down with how high her upper thigh restraints had been tied. They could be unbuttoned and peeled back at best. Erica had also recently gotten a somewhat blunt bob haircut that just touched the tops of her shoulders. So she had less hair to work with than Courtney. This was especially true since Elisa had caught some of it in her haphazard wrap job she’d done when gagging Erica. I always like to try avoid catching my captive’s hair in their gag because I know what a rigmarole it can be to get out, but also because I like the aesthetic of a nice, neat, tight band around their mouth and cheeks. Elisa just wants her captive quiet. She doesn’t possess any sort of desire for form to go with the function. Still she managed to clump together a large amount of Erica’s hair in her fist. It was a little bit off center, since the right side of Erica’s bob was caught in the tape. However, I watched as Elisa repeated the same process for the hair tie that she had for Courtney. Elisa’s fingers were swift and nimble. I tried to follow as best I could. I think I was getting the hang of it, but her movements were smooth and practiced as though she did this regularly. I was thinking that this was not the first time that either of these girls had received a hair tie from Elisa. She gave Erica’s tie a few quick tugs to make sure that there was no slippage, eliciting a few annoyed squeals from her roommate.

Erica: Mmmmppphhhh mmmpppphhhhh mmmppppphhhhhh!!!!

Elisa then tucked the shoelace underneath a rope on the harness and brought it back towards Erica’s feet. I was wondering if she was going to skip the demeaning wedgie step when I saw her reach her hand salaciously into the back of Erica’s shorts. Erica’s shorts were already fairly tight but Elisa crammed her hand in as her palm gripped Erica’s rump. I saw her slide her hand across Erica’s butt and a couple seconds later, she pulled it out with a fistful of Erica’s panties. They were a light, pastel pink color. Erica let out a loud, pained exclamation into her gag.

Erica: Nnnnmmmmmmmmmpppppphhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

I could see that her eyes were wild with emotion. And they were locked right on me. She appeared to care most of all that I, a male, was viewing her in her current state of humiliation and agony. I couldn’t bare the eye contact and immediately looked away. I made the mistake of shifting my gaze over to Courtney who was also boring her judgmental gaze directly into my soul. The eyes that were locked firmly onto me were unnerving. I had naively thought that Elisa taking over punishment duties would make her the boogeyman. But it was hard to squash the realization that both Courtney and Erica knew that I was the one who had done this to them.

Once Elisa had entangled the hair tie rope into Erica’s panties, she forced her head back with her palm on Erica’s forehead and pulled it taut before tying the other end squarely around Erica’s two big toes. When she was done she gave each of the two mortified captives a condescending little pat on their outside cheek with each of her two hands as they glowered at her and fumed indignantly.

Elisa: Well, there’s an adorable little picture if I’ve ever seen one. Do you want to a photo op of this, Trent?

I kind of did. And at this point I wasn’t going to deny myself. I pulled my little digital camera out of my pocket. Elisa stood up and got out of the frame while I snapped a few pictures of Courtney and Erica in their ignominious predicament.

Trent: So, fifteen minutes of wedgie is the punishment?

Elisa: That’s HALF the punishment.

Trent: Half?

Courtney: Hhhhhmmppppphhhhhh?!?!?

Erica: Mmmmmmmppphhhhhhhh!!!!

Elisa: Yeah. If these two chumps didn’t want to suffer the consequences of a humiliating Elisa Thompson patented wedgie then they should have brought their A-Game.

Elisa then picked up a roll of duct tape and peeled a bit off for ease of access. She then grabbed one of Courtney’s unlaced sneakers. She pressed the opening of the sneaker flush against Courtney’s face, enveloping her nose and mouth as Courtney bucked and grunted but found herself with more limited head mobility now.

Courtney: Nnnnmmmmmppppppphhhhhh!!!! Hhhhhmmmmppppppphhhhhhhh!!!!! Mmmmpppphhhhhhh!!!!!!!

Elisa: That’s it. Drink it in, girl.

Elisa took the duct tape and began to wrap it around the shoe, pinning it to Courtney’s head. A swift six rotations around and Elisa appeared to be satisfied that the sneaker was properly pinned into place. With Courtney’s angry muffled protests doing nothing to dissuade Elisa, Erica began to mewl pathetically. This was presumably in the hopes that maybe begging for mercy was going to be effective in granting her a reprieve from this punishment. I’d like to think that she knew better though. For somebody who promised me that she was going to one day make me beg for mercy, Elisa never did a great job of showing me that there was any value to such a course of action. Sure enough, Elisa picked up Courtney’s other moderately dilapidated sneaker and taped it to Erica’s face as well. The opening enveloping her nose and her head position forcing her to whiff whatever odors the shoe was offering.

Elisa: OK. Now THAT’S their punishment. I’m sure they’ll certainly taking the next game a little more seriously.

Courtney: Mmmmmmmppppphhhhhhh hhhhhhmmmmppppphhhhhh nnnnnmmmmppppppphhhhhh!!!!

Elisa: That’s no way to speak to me.

Elisa put her hand on the back of Courtney’s head and gently pushed it forward, demonstrating that the hairtie worked as I could see the already taut shoelace pull even tighter and the waistband of Courtney’s panties stretch a little further.

Courtney: Mmmmmmmmmpppppphhhhhh hhhhhhmmmmpppppphhhhhh nnnnnmmmmppppphhhhhh mmmmmmpppphhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

Jackie: Elisa, enough of that! Knock it off.

Elisa: Whatever you say, mom.

Elisa removed her hand and Courtney’s head pulled back a little bit. I set a timer for twelve minutes and tossed it on the bed.

Elisa: So, do we get any sort of preview as to what the next game will be? Will there be anymore audience participation?

I took a seat on the floor next to Abbie’s dresser while Abbie followed suit and sat down in her desk chair.

Me: No. I’ll keep that a secret for now. I don’t think the final game is going to be as fun of a spectator sport as the previous games. It’s more just a little boon for me as I see who wants to avoid the final punishment.

Elisa: Will you be needing some help with said final punishment?

Elisa looked at me hopefully as she slid into Jackie’s desk chair while Jackie took a seat on the floor. We were now in somewhat of a circle with Abbie and Jackie facing away from the captives while Elisa and I were clearly enjoying the spectacle of the tightly trussed beauties behind them.

Me: No. I’ve got the final punishment figured out already.

Elisa: Oooohhhhhhh. Well, I’ll await the results with baited breath. I hope it’s something that really light a fire under the loser.

Me: Trust me I know that you’re interested in seeing people tormented.

Elisa: I’m also interested in seeing you get your proper comeuppance for this whole debacle.

Me: MY comeuppance. I thought I already had my comeuppance. Or whatever we’re calling pre-comeuppance. Pre-venge? Pre-taliation?

Elisa: How so?

Me: You rubbed hot sauce in my eyes?

Abbie: You did WHAT?!?! That’s not legal!!

Elisa: It was misguided. And he agreed to it.

Me: "Agreed to it" is a loose interpretation. But wasn’t that comeuppance enough?

Elisa: From me? Sure. But the other girls aren’t going to take this sitting down.

Jackie: Meh. I’ll take it sitting down. All Trent did today was show everybody what a stud I am.

Elisa: Those two won’t though.

Elisa motioned towards Courtney and Erica.

Me: Is this really so bad?

Elisa: I think having one’s bum paddled for a half an hour could be considered worse than hot sauce in the eyes.

Me: Hard disagree. Jackie? Abbie?

Jackie: Disagree.

Abbie: Disagree.

Elisa: OK. Fine. But we also have to show you up for thinking you can just play games with us as your little whimpering pawns. Give you a taste of your own medicine.

Me: I’ve already had games played with me as the “helpless little pawn”.

Elisa: When?

Me: Abbie and Courtney organized a rousing game of “Spin the Trent”.

Elisa: Spin the Trent? Would this be a relative of the seminal club volleyball party game “Spin the Courtney”?

Jackie: Yes it would.

Elisa: Oh wow! What a wonderful torture you created for him? Make him watch a bunch of chicks kissing each other? Just what every horny degenerate guy hates.

Abbie: We blindfolded him.

Jackie: Well… maybe he did see a girl or two kiss each other.

Abbie: But it wasn’t just girls kissing! Dale and Sam were there. They were heavily involved.

Elisa: What?!?! You invited Dale AND Sam! Why didn’t I get the invite?!?!

Abbie: You know all too well why you didn’t get invited.

Elisa: That’s a load of fucking poppycock! I can be cool. I’m chill for a friendly Capture Club game session.

Me: Are you?

Elisa: Yes. I have multiple speeds. I can definitely tone it down and play nice.

Me: Can you?

Abbie: Can you?

Abbie and I asked the question almost simultaneously. Overlapping each other. Elisa was trying to play it cool. She wasn’t the type to wear her emotions out in the open. But I got the distinct feeling that she was a little wounded by the slight. As though it stung her more than she would be willing to admit.

Jackie: I think I’m the only one here who has seen those multiple speeds, Liss. So you’ll have to forgive them for not knowing that they exist.

Elisa: And I hear that you all had another swanky game day without me. You three and Erica.

Abbie: Don’t blame me. I didn’t plan that one. Erica captured us and then Trent captured Erica. Ask Trent why he didn’t invite you.

Trent: I was just trying to enjoy myself. You were more than welcome to join but only as my captive. It wasn’t a spectator kind of day.

Elisa: In your dreams, cabron. Pass.

Abbie: Wise choice. I think the “game” was just a ruse to ogle Erica’s breasts while she hopped around.

Elisa: Listen. Erica’s breasts are quite a spectacle when she’s hopping. But the real treat is her cute little butt. Underrated in my opinion.

Me: That’s what I’ve been saying!

Elisa and I exchanged a high five as Abbie rolled her eyes at us.

Erica: Hhhhhmmmmmmpppppphhhhhhh mmmmmmmppppphhhhhhhhh!!!!!

We’d almost forgotten that the two feeble detainees on the bed were almost certainly listening to the conversation. Apparently Erica was none too pleased about us making jokes at the expense of her anatomy from the look that she was giving us.

Elisa: Is that why you had us start with musical chairs? You like watching bound girls hop around for your amusement?

Me: Nothing slips past you, Elisa. You’re very quick on the uptake.

Abbie: I didn’t think that the Price Is Right setup of that other game was as good as the ones today.

Elisa: Price Is Right?

Me: That reminds me. I might owe you some stuff back.

Jackie: You still haven’t returned it. That was weeks ago. Coward.

Elisa: Did you jack some of my shit?!?! Are you the reason that I’ve been using REGULAR sized ice cubes on Whiskey Wednesday for the last few weeks.

Me: Hey! Why am I not invited to Whiskey Wednesdays?

Elisa: You’re not 21 yet.

Me: Neither are you. You’re only two months older.

Elisa: Eh. Wednesday is your off day. I don’t want to deal with that. If you’re willing to waive your off day then you’re more than welcome. I could really use a footstool for Whiskey Wednesdays. That’s definitely something that’s missing. A nice Trent Banks ottoman.

I could hear the alarm on my phone start beeping on the bed next to the struggling prisoners. We all looked at them in unison as they continued to squirm uncomfortably in their embarrassing predicament.

Me: As much as I’d love to let you continue with that little fantasy, it’s time for the final phase.

Abbie: Ooooohhhhh!!! Share. What is the game this time?

Me: That’s a bit of a secret, my dear Abbie.

I got to my feet and the girls followed as I approached the captives on the bed who had somewhat stopped squirming and were eyeing me with looks of extreme consternation.

Me: We need to get them unhogtied and un-whatever Elisa did. I’m going to take each of them into your bathroom to play a little game in private. We’ll start with Erica.

Erica: Hhhhhhhmmmmmmmpppppppphhhhhh!!!!! Nnnnnnnnmmmmmpppppphhhhhh!!!!!

Elisa: Sounds a little perverted to me. You’re not going to play Seven Minutes in Heaven in there, are you? I don’t know that we can trust you with such things.

Me: You trust me with such things every time I capture a club member. This is no different. No rule breaks. She and I will be out in five minutes or less and then it will be Courtney’s turn to play.

Elisa: And we don’t get to know what the game is?

Me: No.

Elisa: Why not?

Me: Because despite your honorary title as co-captor, I’m still the boss. I’m in charge. And thems are the breaks.

Elisa rolled her eyes hard at me. But she was already releasing the shoelace from Erica’s toes as I picked the knot that was tethering her hogtie.

Elisa: Fine. You’re no fun.

Me: Nonsense. You had a ton of fun today.

Elisa: I can assure you that I did not.

Jackie: I’m sure you didn’t. Perhaps you should have won a little earlier. I had a blast. How about you Abbie?

Abbie: Bum Drummer was definitely fun.

Elisa: I hate you both so much.

Jackie: You wish. You love us. You’re just a sore loser.

Jackie then delivered a loud slap to Elisa’s butt with her hand that made her yelp.

Elisa: Ouch! That smarts.

Jackie: See! What did I tell you? You’re still sore, loser.

Elisa: You’ll pay for that one.

However, I could see that Elisa was giving a genuine smile as she said it. Once Erica was released from her hogtie we propped her up as Jackie began to release Courtney from her predicament. I rotated Erica around and slid her off the side of the bed while helping her bare feet down onto the floor.

Me: Erica, would you be a darling and hop over to the bathroom for me?

Erica: Mmmmmmmmppppphhhhhhh!!!!!! Hhhhhhhmmmmpppphhhhh mmmmmmppphhhhhhh hhhhhmmmmmppphhhhhhhrrrrrmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!

I would categorize the look that Erica gave me as “unfriendly”. She gave me a look of stern defiance as her face went beet red.

Me: It’ll help score you some points in the coming game. I’d hate for you to finish last. That would be a real shame.

The anger didn’t fade from Erica’s face. But a look of resignation joined it. It would appear that Erica was not interested in coming in last place in today’s proceedings… even if it meant giving the rest of us a little show as she hopped her voluptuous form across the room. She gave me an extra hostile glare but commenced with the hopping, squatting down and springing upwards as the balls of her feet lifted off the ground and landed six to eight inches in front of her. Her body tensed and jiggled with the exertion as she repeated the motion and began her short journey towards the bathroom door.

Me: Well, ladies. I’ve got some business to attend to. I’ll see you all in a few minutes. Keep an eye on Miss Branch for me and remember the agreement. No untying Courtney.

Elisa: Wouldn’t dream of it. I think that Courtney is right where she belongs.

Elisa gave Courtney an extra condescending boop on the nose and a quick stroke under her chin as Courtney elicited an angry grunt.

Courtney: Mmmmmmmmppppppppphhhhhhh!!!!!

[Rtj65]

Super update again, this really delivered on the promise of the previous part. Elisa has managed to find herself in a position where she can carry out what appears to her usual brand of domming, while Trent takes most of the ire. It does seem like that will come back to bite him, but I'm sure it's worth it for him. I'm curious to see what he's got planned for the final round and punishment, though Elisa has just created a tough act to follow.

In terms of the rules, I feel like this sort of thing will help Trent in the long run. He's clearly reluctant to broach any rule changes with other players himself, presumably because he a) likes the rules as they are and b) doesn't want to risk making anyone uncomfortable. Seeing the agreements others have made and how they bend rules might encourage him to start doing the same, but we'll see. I'm really looking forward to the conclusion of this part though; it's been one of my favourite chapters overall.

[laz]

Super update again, this really delivered on the promise of the previous part. Elisa has managed to find herself in a position where she can carry out what appears to her usual brand of domming, while Trent takes most of the ire. It does seem like that will come back to bite him, but I'm sure it's worth it for him. I'm curious to see what he's got planned for the final round and punishment, though Elisa has just created a tough act to follow.

In terms of the rules, I feel like this sort of thing will help Trent in the long run. He's clearly reluctant to broach any rule changes with other players himself, presumably because he a) likes the rules as they are and b) doesn't want to risk making anyone uncomfortable. Seeing the agreements others have made and how they bend rules might encourage him to start doing the same, but we'll see. I'm really looking forward to the conclusion of this part though; it's been one of my favourite chapters overall.

and then there is c) Trent is just a wuss, always afraid to rock the boat. From my male point of view he is just pathetic.
This chapter is well written and somewhat enjoyable.

[charliesmith]

Great update! I see things have started to escalate with the help of Elisa. I wonder if this will open new opportunities for our boy Trent

[Caesar73]

I wonder what Trent has in Store for Erika and Courtney! Excellent work!

[GreyLord]

I am so far behind! This is a wonderful reading with which to catch up. Interesting to see things move a little more in the adult direction with the exposure of butt cheeks. Will Trent's infatuation with Courtney reach full bloom?

[Roboticrobin20]

Another awesome chapter )

[anita7824]

can't wait for your updates on this amazing story.

[latin-self-bound]

Some days ago I came up with this story. I just can say it's formidable! I am just reading the chapter 12, but the development of the characters and their relationships foresee a great continuation. I hope the author keeps updating the chapters soon.

[Roboticrobin20]

Some days ago I came up with this story. I just can say it's formidable! I am just reading the chapter 12, but the development of the characters and their relationships foresee a great continuation. I hope the author keeps updating the chapters soon.

Couldn't agree more, looking forward to the next chapters.

[Wodeik]

Found this again - amazing updates! But how does it end? I've enjoyed this whole story and really want to know what the last game is, who wins and who loses! Beyond that there's so much potential with this cast of fantastically developed personalities. It's those relationships that make me rather read more chapters of this than any other similar story I've found. Brilliant work and please continue!