Shut up Anne! (/FF)

[Ovi1]

This story takes place after I had just finished college and was still living in shared housing with 5 students. Since I had found a job in a different city I always had to wake up way earlier than the rest of the house and had to adjust my bedtime accordingly. My room was right above the kitchen/living room. One of the people who lived there was a first year's student named April. She was short and skinny with a pale skin and fuzzy red hair. She and some of her friends often chilled at our house. One night, her and her 2 best friends were joining for dinner. Her best friend’s name was Anne, she had an hourglass figure, blond hair down to her shoulders, and a face that could really use a gag most times. They asked if I was bothered by them making a lot of noise in the living room at night. “If it gets too much I’ll just lower a sign from my window so you can see it through this window when you make too much noise.” I said. People started to laugh. “You just need to make a sign that says ‘shut up Anne!’” Anne herself joked. The conversation then went a different way.

Over the weekend I made the sign that said “Shut up Anne!”, attached the ropes to it and tested if I could lower it from my bedroom to be seen from the kitchen. I found out that if I shook the sign in the proper way I could also use it to knock on the kitchen window, drawing attention to it. April hadn’t been around to see this, since on the weekends she was working as a barista in her home town.
It took a few more weeks before it made actual sense for me to use it. April, Anne and a bunch of their friends were chilling in the kitchen on a Thursday night. They had said that they would hit the bars at 11.30-ish, and I had already walked downstairs two or three times to close the door between the living room and the stairwell in an attempt to mute the sound. When they were still there after midnight I decided to lower the sign. After a few minutes of unchanged sounds from downstairs, I pulled the rope to make the sign knock on the window. I heard the room burst into laughter, only to quickly quiet down after it. I went back to bed, popped on my headphones and put on a podcast to fall asleep to. I quickly drifted off to sleep.

In the morning I put on my clothes in my room, brushed my teeth and quietly made my way downstairs. The rest of the house wouldn’t have to wake up for another 2 hours and I had no reason to wake them up any earlier. When I entered the kitchen I was greeted by the most delightful sight. 2 of the chairs at the kitchen table were occupied by Anne and April. Anne was wearing a grey t-shirt and blue jeans, April was wearing a black tanktop and blue jeans. Anne had her arms over the back of the chair and taped together with duct tape. Wraps of tape above and below her chest and around her waist kept her entire body sealed to the chair. Her legs were spread with each ankle taped to a chair leg, and her shoes and socks had been removed. A kitchen towel was wrapped around her head as a blindfolded and the tape that gagged her was wrapped around her entire head as well. By the looks of it her mouth had been stuffed with something before the tape was applied. Next to her was her friend April, since she was a lot shorter her arms were squeezed between the back of the chair and her body, and tape was used to attach her upper body to the chair as well. Her legs were tied together with zipties. She was also barefoot, and her big toes were ziptied together. She also had a tape gag that was wrapped around her head and a towel for a blindfold. On the table in front of the girls was an empty roll of duct tape and a half-full pack of zip ties. When I came in, April immediately stirred. A few violent shakes of her head got the towel off and her green eyes gave me a very exhausted look. I tried to hide my response and started getting my breakfast together. “MMMMPFFF!!!”, April sounded. “keep it down, we don’t wanna wake anyone up”, I said in a soft but deep voice, gesturing towards Anne. I set up my breakfast at the head of the table, within reach of April, and started removing her gag. It was hard not to pull out half of her hair while removing the tape. When I removed the last tape, a sock came out of her mouth. She opened her mouth and showed me that the other sock was still in there and I gently removed it. I helped her to a few sips of water from my glass until her dried out mouth could produce sound again.

“When are you gonna untie me?” she asked. “When do you have to be at uni?” I responded. “Well, we don’t have to be at uni until 9..” she returned. “Someone else will be here before then, why should I untie you earlier?” I asked. “If you untie me now, I’ll make you the best coffee you’ve ever had.” she said. This was no empty promise, as she had a fancy barista coffee machine up in her room which she loved to use. One of Aprils coffees always meant a good start of the day. “I am always up for some bribery, let me find the scissors.”I said as I went to the kitchen drawers. When I had cut the tape around her torso free I saw that when tying her up, they had also ziptied her elbows together. When I cut her elbows free, I could see a lot of tension leave her body. After I had cut off everything I noticed that each ziptie had left quite a mark on her, she showed me that even the ones that had been over her jeans had left their marks overnight. After being completely untied, she quickly bounced up the stairs to go and make some coffee.

While I was putting my plate into the dishwasher, Anne stirred. A pained groan came out as she instinctively fought her bonds for a few seconds and realised that her attempts were as useless as they had been last night. She had heard my presence and said “mmf mmsfph tmmmph” (who is there). I walked up to her and removed the blindfold. She squinted at me, and started fighting her bonds again. I checked out her bonds, and while her struggling had done nothing to the bonds on her upper body, the duct tape on her ankles was looking quite bad. April came into the kitchen with a serving tray. “Ohh, our sleeping beauty is awake,” she said as she set the tray on the table. “MMPH MMPH” Anne responded as April approached her and gave her a kiss on the head. She squatted down next to me as I was still looking at Annes ankle bonds. “Look out, she might be able to kick you soon.” I warned. “I’ll go and take care of that, your coffee is the one with the flower.” April said as she picked up the zip ties. I looked at the serving tray, it had sugar, milk, three bundles of rope, 2 coffee cups, one with a heart and one with a flower in the foam, and a black ballgag on it. I enjoyed a nice sip of coffee while April reinforced Annes ankle bonds with zip ties. “So, what’s with the ropes and gag?” I asked. “Well, I figured you might want to re-tie me after we’ve had our coffee, and I really don’t want to be in zip ties again.” April said casually. She took her coffee and sat down on the couch with it.

While we had our coffee April talked me through the events of the night before, accompanied by some “mmph”s from Anne. Apparently, after I had lowered the sign, they had started timing how long Anne would be able to keep her mouth shut. She never made it past a minute. After a while they had figured that the best way to keep her quiet was a gag, which had been a clean dish cloth and a single strip of duct tape. After a bunch of iterations and Anne removing her gag all the time she had ended up in this tied up position with her socks in her mouth and a wraparound tape gag. A few hours later when people went home, they did not want to untie Anne, but they figured it would be very sad for her if she was left alone tied to the kitchen chair. With April living here the group quickly decided on a solution, and with April being very small it wasn’t much of a fight to get her into the chairtie that I had found her in.

When I put my cup back on the serving tray, I slowly moved my hand towards the rope and looked April up and down. “How do you want me?” she asked, surprisingly eager to be tied up again. “First things first, is there anything you do not want me to do?” she thought about it for a moment. “No elbow tie please”. She said. “Reverse prayer it is,” I declared happily, “Stand here, hands on your head so I can start with the harness”. She obliged and I tied a nice body harness on her, including the chest harness and a tight crotchrope. Then I forced her arms into the reverse prayer position. I tied her legs together above and below her knees, placed her on her belly on the couch and tied her into a strict hogtie. Then I placed the ballgag in her mouth, pulled it tightly, put on my coat, left the house and locked the door behind me. Leaving a nice surprise for the next person to wake up to.
You can imagine I had some trouble focussing at work that morning.

[Beaumains]

Very nice story. For the first paragraph, I thought you had written a true story as the style very much reflects how true stories are written on this site. The "shut up Anne"-sign was a lovely idea, and deapite it being so obvious, I had not initially connected with her ending up tied and gagged. The ties were maybe a bit too harsh to be realistic, but this story was well done. Both the premise and execution worked flawlessly.

[slackywacky]

Not bad, not bad at all. Will there be more?

[ninterz]

That was a fun read. I hope this story will continue

[dymoke]

Realy good story, thankyou so much.

[Ovi1]

Thank you all for reading and commenting!

For the first paragraph, I thought you had written a true story as the style very much reflects how true stories are written on this site.

Well, the fantasy only truly starts at paragraph 3, so that would make sense.
As for the ties being too harsh, there was definitely a version of this in my head where the ties were more subtle, and Anne was released as well, for (at least) a bathroom break.

@slackywacky @ninterz I do have a vague idea for a second chapter in mind, but I feel like this story does quite well as a stand-alone story.