Very very good. God that smell must be horrible haha
It‘s insane how long this goes, but I like it, stories with several chapters are awesome.
Thank you so much
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Home Invasion Birthday - request by Tuggymale M/mf
Is the smell really that bad? Well, let's find out in
Chapter 14
If you switch off one sense, the others automatically intensify, they say. You can see for yourself that there is some truth in this in an involuntary experiment!
Strictly speaking, several of your senses are switched off that night: neither of you can speak, neither can you touch, and - in the dark room - can't see anything! But your other two senses really work all the better!
You've known since the beginning of your relationship that your girlfriend snores lightly, and normally the volume is just about bearable for you. But today it feels like a jackhammer!
But your nose suffers more than your ears that night. The hearty cheese aroma that comes from Kim's feet tied right next to your head tickles around 100,000 olfactory receptors in your nose.
Snoring and smelly feet... under these circumstances you won't get a second's sleep - but you absolutely need it to keep a clear head tomorrow and get you both out of this situation safe and sound!
You have no choice: You ask me to tape Kim's mouth shut and wash the soles of her feet. While I get tape, water and soap, you take one last look at your snoring friend! Kim is dozing unsuspectingly next to you - then you turn away and hope that your relationship survives the next few minutes...
I look forward to your feedback and wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy new year. I probably won't be able to continue the story for another two or three weeks - if you still want to, @TuggyMale!
Chapter 14
If you switch off one sense, the others automatically intensify, they say. You can see for yourself that there is some truth in this in an involuntary experiment!
Strictly speaking, several of your senses are switched off that night: neither of you can speak, neither can you touch, and - in the dark room - can't see anything! But your other two senses really work all the better!
You've known since the beginning of your relationship that your girlfriend snores lightly, and normally the volume is just about bearable for you. But today it feels like a jackhammer!
But your nose suffers more than your ears that night. The hearty cheese aroma that comes from Kim's feet tied right next to your head tickles around 100,000 olfactory receptors in your nose.
Snoring and smelly feet... under these circumstances you won't get a second's sleep - but you absolutely need it to keep a clear head tomorrow and get you both out of this situation safe and sound!
You have no choice: You ask me to tape Kim's mouth shut and wash the soles of her feet. While I get tape, water and soap, you take one last look at your snoring friend! Kim is dozing unsuspectingly next to you - then you turn away and hope that your relationship survives the next few minutes...
I look forward to your feedback and wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy new year. I probably won't be able to continue the story for another two or three weeks - if you still want to, @TuggyMale!
I give back the wish. Merry Christmas!
That’s absolutely no problem. As Long as you can continue since you don’t run out of ideas, I‘d really appreciate it if you would continue. However, it’s all up to you
I really like it that you‘re giving so much background information too, it’s not a bland story where someone gets tied up, this kinda feels like some kind of book, ngl. You‘re doing great
That’s absolutely no problem. As Long as you can continue since you don’t run out of ideas, I‘d really appreciate it if you would continue. However, it’s all up to you
I really like it that you‘re giving so much background information too, it’s not a bland story where someone gets tied up, this kinda feels like some kind of book, ngl. You‘re doing great
Thanks for the feedback.
Chapter 15
You take one last look at your innocently slumbering friend before you have to turn away. It would be a great miracle if Kim could forgive you for what is about to happen to her - more specifically to her smelly soles - at any moment. But you can't help it - since you don't want to throw up right away, you nod briefly, still avoiding looking at your girlfriend!
Quickly, I cover Kim's mouth with one hand. "Thank your friend - or better yet, his sensitive nose!" With one hand still pressed over Kim's protesting mouth, I throw you a wet sponge with the other hand. "Sit on Kim's legs so that firstly she can't kick you and secondly you can get to her feet better with the sponge!"
“Hmmmpfmmm?†Kim first looks at me, then at you, questioningly. But while you avoid her gaze, I explain to Kim, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, that you strangely don't like the "eau de fromage" perfume on her feet. Then I nod to you.
You avoid eye contact with Kim as the sponge in your hand approaches Kim's bare soles as if in slow motion. This will definitely be the biggest test of your relationship yet...
Feedback as always, and happy new year!
Chapter 15
You take one last look at your innocently slumbering friend before you have to turn away. It would be a great miracle if Kim could forgive you for what is about to happen to her - more specifically to her smelly soles - at any moment. But you can't help it - since you don't want to throw up right away, you nod briefly, still avoiding looking at your girlfriend!
Quickly, I cover Kim's mouth with one hand. "Thank your friend - or better yet, his sensitive nose!" With one hand still pressed over Kim's protesting mouth, I throw you a wet sponge with the other hand. "Sit on Kim's legs so that firstly she can't kick you and secondly you can get to her feet better with the sponge!"
“Hmmmpfmmm?†Kim first looks at me, then at you, questioningly. But while you avoid her gaze, I explain to Kim, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, that you strangely don't like the "eau de fromage" perfume on her feet. Then I nod to you.
You avoid eye contact with Kim as the sponge in your hand approaches Kim's bare soles as if in slow motion. This will definitely be the biggest test of your relationship yet...
Feedback as always, and happy new year!
Happy new year, my friend
Nice and slow start after the breakdown of this site. I still really like it, please go on.
Washing my Gf‘s soles will be a hard test, yes. Let‘s see how it goes
Nice and slow start after the breakdown of this site. I still really like it, please go on.
Washing my Gf‘s soles will be a hard test, yes. Let‘s see how it goes
Sustained long enough
Chapter 16
As if in slow motion, you struggle with yourself about whether you should really do it. Your nose screams "yes", your heart says "no"! You drop the sponge - and pick it up again, to Kim's horror! This goes on several times - not because you want to torture your friend unnecessarily, but because you are not sure which decision is the right one.
For Kim, too, it is an endless alternation between tension and relaxation. She holds her breath several times and tenses all the muscles in her feet when your hand with the sponge approaches her bare soles - only to relax again a few minutes later when you drop the sponge again, just before it touches her sensitive soles! But your hesitation is always too short for proper relaxation: Kim's breathing remains rapid, and beads of sweat glisten all over her body.
My tension also grows - until at some point I lose my patience: I push you to the ground and sit on your legs. Before you realize what's going on, my fingers are already running over the soles of YOUR, TuggyMales, feet.
Kim looks on in shock as you squirm and laugh, but your feet are trapped too tightly under my legs - somehow also a form of bondage! I look at your friend and say, without stopping the tickling of your feet for even a second: "You can stop your boyfriend's tickling torture very easily, Kim! You just have to ask him - or rather: beg him - to scrub your own bare soles with the sponge! This means your boyfriend is no longer responsible for what he will do to your feet- and he will hardly be able to refuse you, his best friend, such a fervently begged wish! So, Kim?"
Your sentence, which is repeatedly interrupted by fits of laughter: "You don't have to do that, Kim! I can handle it!", is a lie, at least in the second part, we all know that. Kim is only slowly coming out of her state of shock!
Will she say the sentence, begging you to wash her sensitive feet? And as always, feedback, @TuggyMale (if you can even manage to say it while laughing so hard
Chapter 16
As if in slow motion, you struggle with yourself about whether you should really do it. Your nose screams "yes", your heart says "no"! You drop the sponge - and pick it up again, to Kim's horror! This goes on several times - not because you want to torture your friend unnecessarily, but because you are not sure which decision is the right one.
For Kim, too, it is an endless alternation between tension and relaxation. She holds her breath several times and tenses all the muscles in her feet when your hand with the sponge approaches her bare soles - only to relax again a few minutes later when you drop the sponge again, just before it touches her sensitive soles! But your hesitation is always too short for proper relaxation: Kim's breathing remains rapid, and beads of sweat glisten all over her body.
My tension also grows - until at some point I lose my patience: I push you to the ground and sit on your legs. Before you realize what's going on, my fingers are already running over the soles of YOUR, TuggyMales, feet.
Kim looks on in shock as you squirm and laugh, but your feet are trapped too tightly under my legs - somehow also a form of bondage! I look at your friend and say, without stopping the tickling of your feet for even a second: "You can stop your boyfriend's tickling torture very easily, Kim! You just have to ask him - or rather: beg him - to scrub your own bare soles with the sponge! This means your boyfriend is no longer responsible for what he will do to your feet- and he will hardly be able to refuse you, his best friend, such a fervently begged wish! So, Kim?"
Your sentence, which is repeatedly interrupted by fits of laughter: "You don't have to do that, Kim! I can handle it!", is a lie, at least in the second part, we all know that. Kim is only slowly coming out of her state of shock!
Will she say the sentence, begging you to wash her sensitive feet? And as always, feedback, @TuggyMale (if you can even manage to say it while laughing so hard
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God, I have a laugh cramp now
I hope Kim will say it, this would bring an entirely new and probably fun side to our relationship
I hope Kim will say it, this would bring an entirely new and probably fun side to our relationship
Chapter 17
Although my nimble fingers have only worked on the soles of your feet, there is no part of your body that doesn't hurt. Why are you so ticklish? But you want to be strong and bite your lip.
But that doesn't help forever either. You fight for every second - always hoping that I'll let go of you at some point - then you hear your girlfriend's weak voice - as if through a veil of fog. "Please do it!" Excuse me? Did you just hear correctly?
Kim continues. "Please clean my smelly soles with the sponge! I beg you!" "You really don't have to do that, Kim!" you want to say, but you don't have the strength to do it right now. But Kim understands you even without words and says in a shaky voice: "I... I can't stand to see my best friend suffer! Please clean my soles!" "That's true love!" I say in a mocking voice.
Kim remains stretched out, tied to the bed, while I untie you, but immediately tie your wrists together in front of your body. You can't defend yourself, as your body is completely occupied with slowly reducing your heart rate and breathing rate back to normal. As if in a trance, you take the wet sponge and run it over Kim's bare soles, again and again. You don't even notice if she laughs, let alone if she asks you to stop. As I said, you're in a trance.
At some point I push your hand away, dry Kim's feet and spray them with perfume. "Good work!" I say to you. Then my cell phone rings.
While I answer the call, you lie down next to your friend, who is still tied to the bed, and whisper to her ear: "Everything will be fine, my darling!" You don't have the strength to untie her, but just talking is good for both of you. Kim doesn't answer, but she smiles. For a few minutes you just lie there in silence and look at each other's eyes. "We will make it. We will get out of here alive!" That is what your eyes tell each other - you don't need any words for it.
You don't even notice that I've finished my conversation. But then I untie your hands and tie your hands together behind your back, as well as Kim's. "I hate to interrupt my two lovebirds, but there's been a car accident nearby. The driver is only slightly injured, but the police will soon be looking for witnesses. That's why we have to get out of here, and quickly!" I say as I tie your legs together just above the knees. I also tie your upper bodies together, back to back. Then I blindfold you, gag you with a scarf and push you forward.
First you feel the wooden planks under your bare feet, then a sidewalk - and finally the forest floor! The earthy ground is now so uneven that you have to take very short and careful steps to avoid falling. This is an almost impossible task, especially for you, who has to walk backwards. Because if you fall over, you will inevitably pull her to the ground with you because of the restraints!
At least Kim can warn you with screams of pain or surprise when she has stepped on sharp stones or branches or slippery leaves. Then you can't prevent yourself from stepping on them, but you can at least hold your breath to lessen the pain in the soles of your feet or keep your own balance a little more so that you don't slip yourself.
The path seems to have no end. Where am I taking you - and what will await you at the destination?
Feedback as always, @TuggyMale.
Although my nimble fingers have only worked on the soles of your feet, there is no part of your body that doesn't hurt. Why are you so ticklish? But you want to be strong and bite your lip.
But that doesn't help forever either. You fight for every second - always hoping that I'll let go of you at some point - then you hear your girlfriend's weak voice - as if through a veil of fog. "Please do it!" Excuse me? Did you just hear correctly?
Kim continues. "Please clean my smelly soles with the sponge! I beg you!" "You really don't have to do that, Kim!" you want to say, but you don't have the strength to do it right now. But Kim understands you even without words and says in a shaky voice: "I... I can't stand to see my best friend suffer! Please clean my soles!" "That's true love!" I say in a mocking voice.
Kim remains stretched out, tied to the bed, while I untie you, but immediately tie your wrists together in front of your body. You can't defend yourself, as your body is completely occupied with slowly reducing your heart rate and breathing rate back to normal. As if in a trance, you take the wet sponge and run it over Kim's bare soles, again and again. You don't even notice if she laughs, let alone if she asks you to stop. As I said, you're in a trance.
At some point I push your hand away, dry Kim's feet and spray them with perfume. "Good work!" I say to you. Then my cell phone rings.
While I answer the call, you lie down next to your friend, who is still tied to the bed, and whisper to her ear: "Everything will be fine, my darling!" You don't have the strength to untie her, but just talking is good for both of you. Kim doesn't answer, but she smiles. For a few minutes you just lie there in silence and look at each other's eyes. "We will make it. We will get out of here alive!" That is what your eyes tell each other - you don't need any words for it.
You don't even notice that I've finished my conversation. But then I untie your hands and tie your hands together behind your back, as well as Kim's. "I hate to interrupt my two lovebirds, but there's been a car accident nearby. The driver is only slightly injured, but the police will soon be looking for witnesses. That's why we have to get out of here, and quickly!" I say as I tie your legs together just above the knees. I also tie your upper bodies together, back to back. Then I blindfold you, gag you with a scarf and push you forward.
First you feel the wooden planks under your bare feet, then a sidewalk - and finally the forest floor! The earthy ground is now so uneven that you have to take very short and careful steps to avoid falling. This is an almost impossible task, especially for you, who has to walk backwards. Because if you fall over, you will inevitably pull her to the ground with you because of the restraints!
At least Kim can warn you with screams of pain or surprise when she has stepped on sharp stones or branches or slippery leaves. Then you can't prevent yourself from stepping on them, but you can at least hold your breath to lessen the pain in the soles of your feet or keep your own balance a little more so that you don't slip yourself.
The path seems to have no end. Where am I taking you - and what will await you at the destination?
Feedback as always, @TuggyMale.
Amazing as always, my friend
I really like that you really see the love between me and Kim (finally lol)
If I had to guess I‘d say you‘re probably taking us to an old cabin in the woods
I really like that you really see the love between me and Kim (finally lol)
If I had to guess I‘d say you‘re probably taking us to an old cabin in the woods
You'll see if you're right if you read on.
Chapter 18
The journey is the destination, they say - although, to the chagrin of your scraped and now swollen feet, there seems to be no destination. It seems to you as if we've been walking for hours. Haven't we already passed this tree? You've completely lost your bearings, all your muscles are burning and all you want to do is sleep. Countless bruises from various falls and many scratches from thorny plants will tell of this march for a long time to come, as will the cuts in the rope that connects you, or the blisters and abrasions on the soles of your feet.
At some point I order you to stop and untie the rope that connects you. Then I tie Kim's wrists together crosswise behind a tree trunk. I lead you to a tree trunk a few meters away and tie your hands in the same way. You don't even try to free yourselves - you know only too well by now that that would be a waste of energy.
When I take the blindfold off you, you immediately try to get your bearings - but all you see are trees. And you didn't pay enough attention when you were in the Boy Scouts to be able to orient yourself by the sun. But the most important thing for both of you is that your partner - apart from a few harmless blisters on the feet, bruises and scratches - seems to be unharmed.
"We'll march on right away, I promise - as soon as I've emptied my bladder. Don't run away!", I tell you. The joke was good.
While I run into the bushes, at least you know that you are tied to trees that must be near a lake or a river - otherwise there would be no explanation for the millions of mosquitoes that use you both as a free (and defenseless) blood filling station immediately. But that's not the only insects here: a lot of ants also run back and forth - and over your bare feet. You both don't know what's worse: the tickling of the ants or the itching of the mosquitoes or the pain of the blisters.
The faster you comment, @TuggyMale, the faster I can let you move on and relieve you both of the mosquito and ants torment.
Chapter 18
The journey is the destination, they say - although, to the chagrin of your scraped and now swollen feet, there seems to be no destination. It seems to you as if we've been walking for hours. Haven't we already passed this tree? You've completely lost your bearings, all your muscles are burning and all you want to do is sleep. Countless bruises from various falls and many scratches from thorny plants will tell of this march for a long time to come, as will the cuts in the rope that connects you, or the blisters and abrasions on the soles of your feet.
At some point I order you to stop and untie the rope that connects you. Then I tie Kim's wrists together crosswise behind a tree trunk. I lead you to a tree trunk a few meters away and tie your hands in the same way. You don't even try to free yourselves - you know only too well by now that that would be a waste of energy.
When I take the blindfold off you, you immediately try to get your bearings - but all you see are trees. And you didn't pay enough attention when you were in the Boy Scouts to be able to orient yourself by the sun. But the most important thing for both of you is that your partner - apart from a few harmless blisters on the feet, bruises and scratches - seems to be unharmed.
"We'll march on right away, I promise - as soon as I've emptied my bladder. Don't run away!", I tell you. The joke was good.
While I run into the bushes, at least you know that you are tied to trees that must be near a lake or a river - otherwise there would be no explanation for the millions of mosquitoes that use you both as a free (and defenseless) blood filling station immediately. But that's not the only insects here: a lot of ants also run back and forth - and over your bare feet. You both don't know what's worse: the tickling of the ants or the itching of the mosquitoes or the pain of the blisters.
The faster you comment, @TuggyMale, the faster I can let you move on and relieve you both of the mosquito and ants torment.
God I hate mosquitos. They always pick me for some reason… guess I have tasty blood
Ants can be bad if they â€pee“ on you. But let‘s see what happens next
Ants can be bad if they â€pee“ on you. But let‘s see what happens next
Sorry for the delay
Chapter 19
When I untie you from the tree, you both instinctively try to scratch yourselves. The nasty beasts have been very thirsty for blood. But I immediately tie both of your hands behind your backs again with the rope. "Don't scratch, otherwise your skin will become inflamed. Let's keep going - the physical exercise will distract you from the itch."
Unfortunately, that's just wishful thinking, as you soon realize. You both want to peel your skin off, it itches so much. But since you're still tied to each other, it's more important to keep your balance. Sprains from tripping would be much more unpleasant than the itch. So you continue to carefully put one foot in front of the other and try to keep your balance. How far is it? And where are you anyway? You can't see the forest for the trees.
Finally, a small wooden forest hut appears on the horizon. I unlock the door, lead you in and untie the rope that binds you together. The hut is completely empty except for a massive wooden table. I drag Kim to the table, sit her on the floor and tie her hands together with a rope, crossed behind a table leg. Then I lead you to the table leg opposite Kim and treat your wrists in exactly the same way. Since you are sitting at least three meters apart, you have no chance of untying each other. And the table is too massive to lift it and pull your hands under the table legs. You are stuck.
I don't need to gag you here - the hut is so remote that no one will find you. I give you each a drink of water before I turn off the light and leave the hut. You hear a heavy bolt locking the door from outside - and at the same time feel the cold wind whistling through the cracks. You both sit helplessly on the floor of the hut and begin to freeze. This will even make you forget about the itch - at least!
You have plenty of time to think about it - for example, how you like the chapter, @TuggyMale.
Chapter 19
When I untie you from the tree, you both instinctively try to scratch yourselves. The nasty beasts have been very thirsty for blood. But I immediately tie both of your hands behind your backs again with the rope. "Don't scratch, otherwise your skin will become inflamed. Let's keep going - the physical exercise will distract you from the itch."
Unfortunately, that's just wishful thinking, as you soon realize. You both want to peel your skin off, it itches so much. But since you're still tied to each other, it's more important to keep your balance. Sprains from tripping would be much more unpleasant than the itch. So you continue to carefully put one foot in front of the other and try to keep your balance. How far is it? And where are you anyway? You can't see the forest for the trees.
Finally, a small wooden forest hut appears on the horizon. I unlock the door, lead you in and untie the rope that binds you together. The hut is completely empty except for a massive wooden table. I drag Kim to the table, sit her on the floor and tie her hands together with a rope, crossed behind a table leg. Then I lead you to the table leg opposite Kim and treat your wrists in exactly the same way. Since you are sitting at least three meters apart, you have no chance of untying each other. And the table is too massive to lift it and pull your hands under the table legs. You are stuck.
I don't need to gag you here - the hut is so remote that no one will find you. I give you each a drink of water before I turn off the light and leave the hut. You hear a heavy bolt locking the door from outside - and at the same time feel the cold wind whistling through the cracks. You both sit helplessly on the floor of the hut and begin to freeze. This will even make you forget about the itch - at least!
You have plenty of time to think about it - for example, how you like the chapter, @TuggyMale.
I really like It. The hut seems like a good place to keep some hostages.
Maybe there‘s even some more stuff lying around you could use
You‘re doing really good, thanks man
Maybe there‘s even some more stuff lying around you could use
You‘re doing really good, thanks man
Thank you
Chapter 20
But in addition to the cold, something else soon weighs on you: boredom! In your desperation, you have already started counting the wooden boards on the walls, followed by the freckles on your girlfriend's face. Even in this tense situation, she is still as pretty as usual, you notice.
When Kim notices that you are staring at her, she is startled: "What's wrong, TuggyMale? Do I have a crumb on my lip? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Instinctively, she tries to wipe the nonexistent crumb away with her fingers - the only "success" of this measure is a painful cut from the rope in her wrists. "Ouch!", Kim cries out. "Stupid shackles!"
You lower your head, embarrassed. "There wasn't a crumb, Kim! I... I was bored and..." Your voice fails you. But Kim keeps staring until you tell her about your "freckle inventory" in a quiet voice and with a red face. Kim is speechless for a moment! But then she laughs with relief and says: "Unfortunately, I can't tell you the number of freckles - it changes all the time! But I can tell you exactly how many scratches there are on my shackled wrists!" You blush again. "I'm really sorry! I'll make it up to you, I promise!" You think for a moment. "On our next date night, I'll take you to a five-star restaurant, on my tab - I promise!" You don't know exactly how you're going to finance it at the moment, but if necessary, you'll wash the restaurant's dishes every weekend - nothing is too expensive for Kim's well-being.
Kim laughs again. "I'll gladly accept the offer - also because I can understand you. I'm bored too. We can't even walk a few steps, chained up as we are!" As if to confirm this, you both carefully tug on the ropes that still firmly fix your wrists behind the table legs. Kim continues, "But I have an idea for how we can make good use of our time here!" You look at your friend curiously.
"As you know, TuggyMale, we're taking a test in French at school after the holidays..." Kim begins. "...if our kidnapper has released us by then!" you interrupt her. But Kim ignores your justified objection. "...and we both desperately need a good grade!" she continues. You don't yet know what your friend is getting at.
Kim continues: "Since we're stuck here - literally - at the moment and don't know for how long, we might as well conjugate some French verbs as practice! I'll start...!"
You can think of a million things you'd rather be doing than conjugating French verbs right now - like fighting a lion or getting a root canal at the dentist - but you accept your fate. Hopefully I'll be back very, very soon!!!
Do you like this chapter too, @TuggyMale?
Chapter 20
But in addition to the cold, something else soon weighs on you: boredom! In your desperation, you have already started counting the wooden boards on the walls, followed by the freckles on your girlfriend's face. Even in this tense situation, she is still as pretty as usual, you notice.
When Kim notices that you are staring at her, she is startled: "What's wrong, TuggyMale? Do I have a crumb on my lip? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Instinctively, she tries to wipe the nonexistent crumb away with her fingers - the only "success" of this measure is a painful cut from the rope in her wrists. "Ouch!", Kim cries out. "Stupid shackles!"
You lower your head, embarrassed. "There wasn't a crumb, Kim! I... I was bored and..." Your voice fails you. But Kim keeps staring until you tell her about your "freckle inventory" in a quiet voice and with a red face. Kim is speechless for a moment! But then she laughs with relief and says: "Unfortunately, I can't tell you the number of freckles - it changes all the time! But I can tell you exactly how many scratches there are on my shackled wrists!" You blush again. "I'm really sorry! I'll make it up to you, I promise!" You think for a moment. "On our next date night, I'll take you to a five-star restaurant, on my tab - I promise!" You don't know exactly how you're going to finance it at the moment, but if necessary, you'll wash the restaurant's dishes every weekend - nothing is too expensive for Kim's well-being.
Kim laughs again. "I'll gladly accept the offer - also because I can understand you. I'm bored too. We can't even walk a few steps, chained up as we are!" As if to confirm this, you both carefully tug on the ropes that still firmly fix your wrists behind the table legs. Kim continues, "But I have an idea for how we can make good use of our time here!" You look at your friend curiously.
"As you know, TuggyMale, we're taking a test in French at school after the holidays..." Kim begins. "...if our kidnapper has released us by then!" you interrupt her. But Kim ignores your justified objection. "...and we both desperately need a good grade!" she continues. You don't yet know what your friend is getting at.
Kim continues: "Since we're stuck here - literally - at the moment and don't know for how long, we might as well conjugate some French verbs as practice! I'll start...!"
You can think of a million things you'd rather be doing than conjugating French verbs right now - like fighting a lion or getting a root canal at the dentist - but you accept your fate. Hopefully I'll be back very, very soon!!!
Do you like this chapter too, @TuggyMale?
Interesting. Pretty chill, but I like it
Funny thing is: I actually had French in school until this year lol
Curious how good I still am. Or maybe we might get interrupted, idk
Funny thing is: I actually had French in school until this year lol
Curious how good I still am. Or maybe we might get interrupted, idk
I also had French at school, but with very limited success )-:
This is also shown in
Chapter 21 (be warned - a more extreme one):
It is not that easy to think up French tasks yourself, you realize. But you manage it and over time even you start to enjoy the private tutoring session - which is probably mainly because you get to spend it with your best friend.
You are not sure whether your attention is more on the vocabulary and sentences that you form as they come to mind - without any thematic connection - or on your friend. If she speaks French, she is even more attractive to you than she already is.
Kim has nothing to worry about after today's oral practice session - she will pass the test easily, without a doubt! . You, on the other hand, are making a lot of mistakes today! When Kim notices that you are not fully paying attention, she smiles knowingly. And your bright red face says more than a thousand words - regardless of whether they are in English or French! To make a long story short, it's not the restraints that are making your performance below average, but your attractive girlfriend...
You're so busy practicing that you don't even notice that I've entered the hut. I don't understand a word, but the fact that you're suddenly no longer communicating in English sets off all the alarm bells for me! You're probably discussing how you can overpower me and escape! I have to stop that at all costs!
I cover Kim's mouth in a flash before stuffing a wet washcloth into her mouth and wrapping silver tape around her head several times at mouth level. Then I untie her hands and bring her palms together behind her back, with her fingertips pointing upwards towards her head. I use the tape to tie her fingers together.
Your hands are tied in the same way, but I don't use a gag on you. After just a few seconds, you both feel an unpleasant pulling sensation in your wrists and shoulders. You won't be able to hold this position - a so-called "reverse prayer" - for long!
I grin maliciously when I see your faces contorted in pain. "You just have to tell me what escape plan you just talked about, then you'll be free of these bonds immediately, I promise! But woe betide you if you lie to me! Then you'll stay like this for the rest of the day! By the way, this type of bondage is called `reverse prayer`, just in case you've got a taste for it! So, I'm listening!"
As the pull in your shoulders is already getting uncomfortably strong, you have to quickly think up a plausible story about what you just talked about - because I'm hardly going to believe the truth! But your shoulder seems to be blocking your brain!
I hope you enjoyed this somewhat more extreme chapter anyway, @TuggyMale, and I'm excited to hear what story you'll tell me about what you both talked about!
This is also shown in
Chapter 21 (be warned - a more extreme one):
It is not that easy to think up French tasks yourself, you realize. But you manage it and over time even you start to enjoy the private tutoring session - which is probably mainly because you get to spend it with your best friend.
You are not sure whether your attention is more on the vocabulary and sentences that you form as they come to mind - without any thematic connection - or on your friend. If she speaks French, she is even more attractive to you than she already is.
Kim has nothing to worry about after today's oral practice session - she will pass the test easily, without a doubt! . You, on the other hand, are making a lot of mistakes today! When Kim notices that you are not fully paying attention, she smiles knowingly. And your bright red face says more than a thousand words - regardless of whether they are in English or French! To make a long story short, it's not the restraints that are making your performance below average, but your attractive girlfriend...
You're so busy practicing that you don't even notice that I've entered the hut. I don't understand a word, but the fact that you're suddenly no longer communicating in English sets off all the alarm bells for me! You're probably discussing how you can overpower me and escape! I have to stop that at all costs!
I cover Kim's mouth in a flash before stuffing a wet washcloth into her mouth and wrapping silver tape around her head several times at mouth level. Then I untie her hands and bring her palms together behind her back, with her fingertips pointing upwards towards her head. I use the tape to tie her fingers together.
Your hands are tied in the same way, but I don't use a gag on you. After just a few seconds, you both feel an unpleasant pulling sensation in your wrists and shoulders. You won't be able to hold this position - a so-called "reverse prayer" - for long!
I grin maliciously when I see your faces contorted in pain. "You just have to tell me what escape plan you just talked about, then you'll be free of these bonds immediately, I promise! But woe betide you if you lie to me! Then you'll stay like this for the rest of the day! By the way, this type of bondage is called `reverse prayer`, just in case you've got a taste for it! So, I'm listening!"
As the pull in your shoulders is already getting uncomfortably strong, you have to quickly think up a plausible story about what you just talked about - because I'm hardly going to believe the truth! But your shoulder seems to be blocking your brain!
I hope you enjoyed this somewhat more extreme chapter anyway, @TuggyMale, and I'm excited to hear what story you'll tell me about what you both talked about!
Hm, difficult decision. We probably thought if we cought pull the table upwards to slip our hands free while the legs are hovering above the ground.
Btw, my actual birthday is coming really close, let’s see if you manage to get another chapter out on that exact day
Btw, my actual birthday is coming really close, let’s see if you manage to get another chapter out on that exact day
Awww, you missed itTuggyMale wrote: 3 months ago Hm, difficult decision. We probably thought if we cought pull the table upwards to slip our hands free while the legs are hovering above the ground.
Btw, my actual birthday is coming really close, let’s see if you manage to get another chapter out on that exact day
No problem though
I'm sorry I missed your birthday. Hopefully the next chapter can calm you down a bit...
Chapter 22
I finally come to you and take off the gag. Kim moans: "Can you please untie us and tie us in a different position? My shoulders hurt a lot! Please!" The pain even prevents you from speaking - only indistinct moans come out of your mouth, even though you are no longer gagged.
Since you are easier for me to handle when you are in a good mood, I comply with Kim's request and tie your hands to a crossbeam above your head. You politely thank me - after all, this position is much more comfortable - especially in the shoulders - but still safe!
Suddenly Kim says: "Damn - I'm such an idiot, I forgot something really important yesterday!" And then she suddenly starts singing "Happy Birthday" to you! It's a little off-key and keeps being interrupted because Kim has to catch her breath - but for you it's the most beautiful birthday serenade you've ever heard! The tears that well up in your eyes aren't from pain, but from emotion!
Kim continues: "Unfortunately, I can't give you your birthday present in person because it's still at my house - I forgot that yesterday too! Sorry!" Kim looks down, embarrassed.
Given your current situation, you fully understand this. But I listen to Kim's words: Birthday present? If it's something electronic - camera, cell phone, etc., or jewelry, watch, etc. - I can sell it and give you the proceeds - after deducting 100% "processing fees," of course! I offer to get the present from Kim's apartment. Naive as she is, Kim tells me the address immediately and even thanks me for my trouble.
I leave the hut with Kim's key and lock it again from the outside. I don't have to gag you - the cabin is too remote for anyone to hear you! Kim smiles at you: "There you go - you're getting a great present! This birthday will be truly unforgettable for you!" At least the latter is definitely true!
Feedback welcome and belated happy birthday again, @TuggyMale!
Chapter 22
I finally come to you and take off the gag. Kim moans: "Can you please untie us and tie us in a different position? My shoulders hurt a lot! Please!" The pain even prevents you from speaking - only indistinct moans come out of your mouth, even though you are no longer gagged.
Since you are easier for me to handle when you are in a good mood, I comply with Kim's request and tie your hands to a crossbeam above your head. You politely thank me - after all, this position is much more comfortable - especially in the shoulders - but still safe!
Suddenly Kim says: "Damn - I'm such an idiot, I forgot something really important yesterday!" And then she suddenly starts singing "Happy Birthday" to you! It's a little off-key and keeps being interrupted because Kim has to catch her breath - but for you it's the most beautiful birthday serenade you've ever heard! The tears that well up in your eyes aren't from pain, but from emotion!
Kim continues: "Unfortunately, I can't give you your birthday present in person because it's still at my house - I forgot that yesterday too! Sorry!" Kim looks down, embarrassed.
Given your current situation, you fully understand this. But I listen to Kim's words: Birthday present? If it's something electronic - camera, cell phone, etc., or jewelry, watch, etc. - I can sell it and give you the proceeds - after deducting 100% "processing fees," of course! I offer to get the present from Kim's apartment. Naive as she is, Kim tells me the address immediately and even thanks me for my trouble.
I leave the hut with Kim's key and lock it again from the outside. I don't have to gag you - the cabin is too remote for anyone to hear you! Kim smiles at you: "There you go - you're getting a great present! This birthday will be truly unforgettable for you!" At least the latter is definitely true!
Feedback welcome and belated happy birthday again, @TuggyMale!
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Spaghetti needs meat sauce for growing 16-year-olds, not just pesto rabbit food which will just turn your skin green.
Tie you up and have my way with you. 
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🖐🖐johopp wrote: 3 months ago I'm sorry I missed your birthday. Hopefully the next chapter can calm you down a bit...
Chapter 22
I finally come to you and take off the gag. Kim moans: "Can you please untie us and tie us in a different position? My shoulders hurt a lot! Please!" The pain even prevents you from speaking - only indistinct moans come out of your mouth, even though you are no longer gagged.
Since you are easier for me to handle when you are in a good mood, I comply with Kim's request and tie your hands to a crossbeam above your head. You politely thank me - after all, this position is much more comfortable - especially in the shoulders - but still safe!
Suddenly Kim says: "Damn - I'm such an idiot, I forgot something really important yesterday!" And then she suddenly starts singing "Happy Birthday" to you! It's a little off-key and keeps being interrupted because Kim has to catch her breath - but for you it's the most beautiful birthday serenade you've ever heard! The tears that well up in your eyes aren't from pain, but from emotion!
Kim continues: "Unfortunately, I can't give you your birthday present in person because it's still at my house - I forgot that yesterday too! Sorry!" Kim looks down, embarrassed.
Given your current situation, you fully understand this. But I listen to Kim's words: Birthday present? If it's something electronic - camera, cell phone, etc., or jewelry, watch, etc. - I can sell it and give you the proceeds - after deducting 100% "processing fees," of course! I offer to get the present from Kim's apartment. Naive as she is, Kim tells me the address immediately and even thanks me for my trouble.
I leave the hut with Kim's key and lock it again from the outside. I don't have to gag you - the cabin is too remote for anyone to hear you! Kim smiles at you: "There you go - you're getting a great present! This birthday will be truly unforgettable for you!" At least the latter is definitely true!
Feedback welcome and belated happy birthday again, @TuggyMale!
As I Said, its absolutely no problem you missed my birthday. And this chapter is a really good redemption
Love it, I‘m curious what Kim would‘ve got me for my birthday. Well sadly, I‘ll never know because you probably steal it…
Your keyword `stealing` gave me a good idea for
Chapter 23:
As I said, I decided not to gag you this time. A decision that you at least soon regret, because Kim constantly says things like: "I know that you will be very happy about my present!". Despite slight variations, the sentences soon get on your nerves. Why did I forget to gag Kim? Or was that intentional? In any case, you are looking forward to my return!
When I arrive at Kim's house, I ring the bell and introduce myself as your uncle. As hoped, Kim's mother does not know him. I say that Kim has been helping me prepare your surprise birthday party for the last few days and that is why she has not come home. Kim's mother laughs: "Typical of my daughter! Always so helpful that she completely forgets to call home! Well, then everything is fine! Say hello to her from me!"
On Kim's behalf, she hands me the box with your present, including the birthday card. On the way out, I apparently accidentally open the door to Kim's room and quickly put her piggy bank and one of her exercise books in it. I was able to hide the piggy bank from her mother's view and Kim apparently needs the exercise book to study. I apologize again for the interruption, promise to pass on the greetings and go back to the car.
On the way back, I stop at a kiosk and buy another empty birthday card, which I write in Kim's handwriting - which I trace from her exercise book - and add a new text. The old card ends up torn up in the nearest trash can, just like the empty piggy bank, the contents of which I have stowed in my wallet.
Then I unwrap the present, put the contents in my jacket pocket and put something else in it. You want to know what? A little more patience, please!
In the hiding place, you tried every trick in the book to get Kim to give you at least a hint about your present. After a while, she says: "It will put you in a whole new light, darling!" You rejoice: It can only be a new camera or a new flashlight! If you weren't tied to the crossbeam, you would kiss Kim right now!
When I finally enter the hut again, you act clueless, of course. When you notice the large box in my hand, you are skeptical: Does such a small electrical device take up so much space?
Since I don't dare untie you, you allow me to unpack the present in your place. With a grand gesture, I reach into the box and pull out... a tomato!
Kim can't remember packing vegetables - maybe her mother! My next attempts to reach into the box also only reveal vegetables - tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, carrots! Oh well - the main present is still in the box! I'm sure I just want to increase the tension!
"And now for the climax. Your present, TuggyMale, is...!" With a grand gesture, I reach into the box and pull out... an envelope! Of course, you know that there's no room for a flashlight or a camera in there, but there is room for a voucher for one. Everything can still turn out well!
Kim thinks so too - until I read the card out: "Dear TuggyMale, you don't have a big belly, you have a supply for bad times...!" That probably means that your girlfriend thinks you're a bit... plump and thinks you should go on a vegetable diet!" I add as an explanation. You continue to listen to me in amazement until I finish with the words: "... voucher for 100 hours at the gym. Best wishes, your top model Kim!"
You fight back tears. I add unnecessarily: "That probably means that your girlfriend thinks you're fat!" "No, that... TuggyMale, that's not my present, believe me!" Kim calls out, stunned. I have to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. Kim is right: the card, the vegetables and the voucher are mine! With the sole purpose of disrupting the harmony between you two, because then - as experience shows - you are easier for me to deal with. And as always, it's very interesting for me to listen to your conflicts - whether they're real or artificially created, as in this case! Better than the movies!
Kim continues to try to clear up the mistake, but you whisper to me: "Gag that scumbag, immediately!"
What do you think, @TuggyMale?
Chapter 23:
As I said, I decided not to gag you this time. A decision that you at least soon regret, because Kim constantly says things like: "I know that you will be very happy about my present!". Despite slight variations, the sentences soon get on your nerves. Why did I forget to gag Kim? Or was that intentional? In any case, you are looking forward to my return!
When I arrive at Kim's house, I ring the bell and introduce myself as your uncle. As hoped, Kim's mother does not know him. I say that Kim has been helping me prepare your surprise birthday party for the last few days and that is why she has not come home. Kim's mother laughs: "Typical of my daughter! Always so helpful that she completely forgets to call home! Well, then everything is fine! Say hello to her from me!"
On Kim's behalf, she hands me the box with your present, including the birthday card. On the way out, I apparently accidentally open the door to Kim's room and quickly put her piggy bank and one of her exercise books in it. I was able to hide the piggy bank from her mother's view and Kim apparently needs the exercise book to study. I apologize again for the interruption, promise to pass on the greetings and go back to the car.
On the way back, I stop at a kiosk and buy another empty birthday card, which I write in Kim's handwriting - which I trace from her exercise book - and add a new text. The old card ends up torn up in the nearest trash can, just like the empty piggy bank, the contents of which I have stowed in my wallet.
Then I unwrap the present, put the contents in my jacket pocket and put something else in it. You want to know what? A little more patience, please!
In the hiding place, you tried every trick in the book to get Kim to give you at least a hint about your present. After a while, she says: "It will put you in a whole new light, darling!" You rejoice: It can only be a new camera or a new flashlight! If you weren't tied to the crossbeam, you would kiss Kim right now!
When I finally enter the hut again, you act clueless, of course. When you notice the large box in my hand, you are skeptical: Does such a small electrical device take up so much space?
Since I don't dare untie you, you allow me to unpack the present in your place. With a grand gesture, I reach into the box and pull out... a tomato!
Kim can't remember packing vegetables - maybe her mother! My next attempts to reach into the box also only reveal vegetables - tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, carrots! Oh well - the main present is still in the box! I'm sure I just want to increase the tension!
"And now for the climax. Your present, TuggyMale, is...!" With a grand gesture, I reach into the box and pull out... an envelope! Of course, you know that there's no room for a flashlight or a camera in there, but there is room for a voucher for one. Everything can still turn out well!
Kim thinks so too - until I read the card out: "Dear TuggyMale, you don't have a big belly, you have a supply for bad times...!" That probably means that your girlfriend thinks you're a bit... plump and thinks you should go on a vegetable diet!" I add as an explanation. You continue to listen to me in amazement until I finish with the words: "... voucher for 100 hours at the gym. Best wishes, your top model Kim!"
You fight back tears. I add unnecessarily: "That probably means that your girlfriend thinks you're fat!" "No, that... TuggyMale, that's not my present, believe me!" Kim calls out, stunned. I have to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. Kim is right: the card, the vegetables and the voucher are mine! With the sole purpose of disrupting the harmony between you two, because then - as experience shows - you are easier for me to deal with. And as always, it's very interesting for me to listen to your conflicts - whether they're real or artificially created, as in this case! Better than the movies!
Kim continues to try to clear up the mistake, but you whisper to me: "Gag that scumbag, immediately!"
What do you think, @TuggyMale?
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VEGETABLES!!! aren't all 16-year-olds deathly allergic to vegetables? 
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Wouldn't a teenager rather eat Limburger Toe Cheese? 
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Wouldn't a teenager rather eat Limburger Toe Cheese? Tie you up and have my way with you.
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🖐🖐johopp wrote: 3 months ago Your keyword `stealing` gave me a good idea for
Chapter 23:
As I said, I decided not to gag you this time. A decision that you at least soon regret, because Kim constantly says things like: "I know that you will be very happy about my present!". Despite slight variations, the sentences soon get on your nerves. Why did I forget to gag Kim? Or was that intentional? In any case, you are looking forward to my return!
When I arrive at Kim's house, I ring the bell and introduce myself as your uncle. As hoped, Kim's mother does not know him. I say that Kim has been helping me prepare your surprise birthday party for the last few days and that is why she has not come home. Kim's mother laughs: "Typical of my daughter! Always so helpful that she completely forgets to call home! Well, then everything is fine! Say hello to her from me!"
On Kim's behalf, she hands me the box with your present, including the birthday card. On the way out, I apparently accidentally open the door to Kim's room and quickly put her piggy bank and one of her exercise books in it. I was able to hide the piggy bank from her mother's view and Kim apparently needs the exercise book to study. I apologize again for the interruption, promise to pass on the greetings and go back to the car.
On the way back, I stop at a kiosk and buy another empty birthday card, which I write in Kim's handwriting - which I trace from her exercise book - and add a new text. The old card ends up torn up in the nearest trash can, just like the empty piggy bank, the contents of which I have stowed in my wallet.
Then I unwrap the present, put the contents in my jacket pocket and put something else in it. You want to know what? A little more patience, please!
In the hiding place, you tried every trick in the book to get Kim to give you at least a hint about your present. After a while, she says: "It will put you in a whole new light, darling!" You rejoice: It can only be a new camera or a new flashlight! If you weren't tied to the crossbeam, you would kiss Kim right now!
When I finally enter the hut again, you act clueless, of course. When you notice the large box in my hand, you are skeptical: Does such a small electrical device take up so much space?
Since I don't dare untie you, you allow me to unpack the present in your place. With a grand gesture, I reach into the box and pull out... a tomato!
Kim can't remember packing vegetables - maybe her mother! My next attempts to reach into the box also only reveal vegetables - tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, carrots! Oh well - the main present is still in the box! I'm sure I just want to increase the tension!
"And now for the climax. Your present, TuggyMale, is...!" With a grand gesture, I reach into the box and pull out... an envelope! Of course, you know that there's no room for a flashlight or a camera in there, but there is room for a voucher for one. Everything can still turn out well!
Kim thinks so too - until I read the card out: "Dear TuggyMale, you don't have a big belly, you have a supply for bad times...!" That probably means that your girlfriend thinks you're a bit... plump and thinks you should go on a vegetable diet!" I add as an explanation. You continue to listen to me in amazement until I finish with the words: "... voucher for 100 hours at the gym. Best wishes, your top model Kim!"
You fight back tears. I add unnecessarily: "That probably means that your girlfriend thinks you're fat!" "No, that... TuggyMale, that's not my present, believe me!" Kim calls out, stunned. I have to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. Kim is right: the card, the vegetables and the voucher are mine! With the sole purpose of disrupting the harmony between you two, because then - as experience shows - you are easier for me to deal with. And as always, it's very interesting for me to listen to your conflicts - whether they're real or artificially created, as in this case! Better than the movies!
Kim continues to try to clear up the mistake, but you whisper to me: "Gag that scumbag, immediately!"
What do you think, @TuggyMale?
While reading, this is very funny. However, since I‘m in the story, I‘m very disappointed right now. Although I‘m still not sure whether to believe her.
Well, seems like I want her to be punished right now. Angst sounds good, but what about making the way she‘s tied up more intense? After all, in my Eyes, She just ruined all my hopes.
But again: I‘m still in an inner conflict and I‘m not sure if she might be telling the truth
Chapter 24:
Kim has been sitting there for several minutes - which already seem like hours to me. Despite the lack of a gag, no sound comes from her lips. Her gaze is directed past you into the distance - and an ever thicker net of salty tears covers her cheeks. She doesn't seem to notice her surroundings at all.
It's all over! Her best friend has coldly dumped her because of a misunderstanding! What should she do now? How should her life go on? Instead of an answer to this question, only another flood of tears comes from her eyes.
And you? You just want to cry too - and lash out angrily, but the restraints don't allow that! What does this bitch think she's doing? She has to be punished for this! With maximum torture!
You ask me - no, you order me - to make Kim's "reverse prayer" even tighter - in other words, to shorten the distance between her fingertips and her head even further! You also order me to tie her forearms just below the elbows as tightly as possible with another rope. I immediately carry out your instructions, but to your great surprise Kim still doesn't make a sound, even though her arms and shoulders must be hurting like hell by now!
Suddenly you hear a woman's voice: "TuggyMale, you stupid child!" You turn around in shock! Who said that? It wasn't Kim, she is still enduring her painful reverse prayer in silence! Her face is shining with sweat. Despite your anger at her, you can't help but admire her for her perseverance!
"Listen to me, damn it!" You know the voice, for sure! But who... - suddenly it all dawns on you - your mother! You look around frantically for the second time - but there is no one there except Kim and me. We both look at you in surprise - which causes Kim to grimace in pain due to the sudden pull on the rope - but apparently because of your jerky movement, not because of your angry voice.
Your mother continues: "I'm only in your subconscious, you idiot! The other two can't hear me! Only you! And you're going to listen to me now!" Whether real or not - you've never seen your mother so angry!
Your mother continues: "Kim and you have known each other since you were still in diapers! You always wanted to sit next to each other at school! When we were away, you called her at least once a day to see how she was doing - and vice versa. When one of you is sick, the other insists on sitting by his or her bed - to this day! You know each other's wishes without words. You say at least once a week that you want to get married one day! You don't give that up because of a stupid letter! Fight for her, damn it!" Then - silence!
You shake your head - was that real, was it a dream? And how does your mother know about the letter? Kim asks worriedly: "What's wrong, honey? Are you OK?" "Did you hear that voice just now?" you ask us. Kim replies, contorted in pain: "What voice?" I reply: "If this is a trick to trick me, then..."
So it must have been your subconscious. But one thing is clear to you now! Whether real or not: your mother is right - you will never give up on Kim without a fight! Never! And suddenly a thought occurs to you: "Could I please see Kim's letter?"
Feedback, @TuggyMale?
Kim has been sitting there for several minutes - which already seem like hours to me. Despite the lack of a gag, no sound comes from her lips. Her gaze is directed past you into the distance - and an ever thicker net of salty tears covers her cheeks. She doesn't seem to notice her surroundings at all.
It's all over! Her best friend has coldly dumped her because of a misunderstanding! What should she do now? How should her life go on? Instead of an answer to this question, only another flood of tears comes from her eyes.
And you? You just want to cry too - and lash out angrily, but the restraints don't allow that! What does this bitch think she's doing? She has to be punished for this! With maximum torture!
You ask me - no, you order me - to make Kim's "reverse prayer" even tighter - in other words, to shorten the distance between her fingertips and her head even further! You also order me to tie her forearms just below the elbows as tightly as possible with another rope. I immediately carry out your instructions, but to your great surprise Kim still doesn't make a sound, even though her arms and shoulders must be hurting like hell by now!
Suddenly you hear a woman's voice: "TuggyMale, you stupid child!" You turn around in shock! Who said that? It wasn't Kim, she is still enduring her painful reverse prayer in silence! Her face is shining with sweat. Despite your anger at her, you can't help but admire her for her perseverance!
"Listen to me, damn it!" You know the voice, for sure! But who... - suddenly it all dawns on you - your mother! You look around frantically for the second time - but there is no one there except Kim and me. We both look at you in surprise - which causes Kim to grimace in pain due to the sudden pull on the rope - but apparently because of your jerky movement, not because of your angry voice.
Your mother continues: "I'm only in your subconscious, you idiot! The other two can't hear me! Only you! And you're going to listen to me now!" Whether real or not - you've never seen your mother so angry!
Your mother continues: "Kim and you have known each other since you were still in diapers! You always wanted to sit next to each other at school! When we were away, you called her at least once a day to see how she was doing - and vice versa. When one of you is sick, the other insists on sitting by his or her bed - to this day! You know each other's wishes without words. You say at least once a week that you want to get married one day! You don't give that up because of a stupid letter! Fight for her, damn it!" Then - silence!
You shake your head - was that real, was it a dream? And how does your mother know about the letter? Kim asks worriedly: "What's wrong, honey? Are you OK?" "Did you hear that voice just now?" you ask us. Kim replies, contorted in pain: "What voice?" I reply: "If this is a trick to trick me, then..."
So it must have been your subconscious. But one thing is clear to you now! Whether real or not: your mother is right - you will never give up on Kim without a fight! Never! And suddenly a thought occurs to you: "Could I please see Kim's letter?"
Feedback, @TuggyMale?