Best friends... Almost (F/F)

[danper140]

Lauren Brown, 35, was a legend in the world of espionage. An accomplished secret agent specializing in the most perilous infiltration missions, she had built her reputation on a series of successful operations that few of her colleagues would have dared to attempt. Her captivating beauty, with long brown hair and piercing green eyes, was no stranger to her success: she often used her charm to extract information, leaving her targets stunned before they even realized they had been manipulated. But behind her intense gaze and mysterious aura, Lauren remained a simple and loyal person, appreciated by all who had the fortune to know her.

Among them was Nadia, her best friend, who held a particularly special place in her life. For years, the two women had shared a rare bond, filled with confidences and laughter. They had gone through trials and moments of joy together, to the point where Lauren considered Nadia a true sister at heart. When her children went off to summer camp, Lauren didn't hide her excitement at the idea of spending a pajama night with her: an opportunity to relax, laugh, and set aside, for one night, the tension of her job.

As the evening approached, Lauren could hardly contain herself. She chose a wool pajama set, consisting of a pink sweatshirt and fitted pants, paired with cozy white socks, eagerly anticipating this lighthearted interlude.

In Lauren's apartment, the relaxed atmosphere of the pajama night between friends had turned strangely tense. Lauren, 35, an infiltration agent, was enjoying this rare moment of relaxation with Nadia, her best friend, while her children were away at camp. She had donned a soft and comfortable pink wool pajama set, complete with thick white socks, to complete this welcome break from her usual missions.

Lighthearted discussions had morphed into a bolder game when Nadia proposed a challenge. She pulled out a black sports bag, opened it, and revealed several coils of rope.

Nadia (with a mysterious smile): "What if we tested your skills, Lauren? Show me what the best infiltration agent is worth!"

Lauren (laughing): "What? You want to tie me up and see if I can escape?"

Nadia: "Exactly. Let me show you my rope-tying skills… and prove to me that you can get free!"

Always up for a challenge, Lauren extended her wrists to her. Nadia grabbed them and tied them firmly behind her back, then knelt down to tie her ankles securely. Finally, she connected her wrists to her ankles, forcing Lauren into a strict hogtie that barely allowed her to move.

Lauren (squirming a bit): "Not bad, Nadia! But you know, in two minutes I’ll be free."

Nadia (with a mysterious smile): "Oh, we’ll see about that."

Lauren tried to move, pulling slightly on her bindings, but she quickly realized that Nadia wasn't joking. She tightened the ropes with disconcerting precision. A sense of unease began to envelop her.

Lauren: "Okay, alright… Nadia, you can untie me now. That was funny."

Nadia (crossing her arms): "Oh, I don’t think so. Not just yet."

Nadia's expression darkened. Lauren felt the tension rise and tried to reason with her friend.

Lauren: "Nadia, seriously, that’s enough! Let’s stop the game."

Nadia: "But, Lauren… this isn’t a game. Not for me, anyway."

Lauren’s heart tightened. She pulled again on her bindings, but to no avail. She stared at Nadia, disbelief clear in her green eyes.

Lauren: "What do you mean by that?"

Nadia: "Let’s just say I’ve been given a mission too. And that mission is to neutralize you."

Lauren's eyes widened, torn between surprise and anger. She pulled even harder on the ropes, but Nadia simply watched her with a cold smile.

Lauren: "You’re joking? Nadia, let me go! You’re making a huge mistake. They’re manipulating you!"

Nadia: "Manipulated? No, I’ve finally opened my eyes, Lauren. You insist on believing you can control everything… but not this time."

She leaned down, grabbing Lauren's white socks. Lauren tried to struggle with more energy, shaking her head.

Lauren: "No, Nadia! Wait! We can talk about this!"

Nadia slid the socks down her feet, exposing Lauren's bare toes painted pink, which triggered a chuckle from her.

Nadia: "Pink polish, really? So… delicate, for someone like you."

Lauren (blushing and trying to explain): "It’s... it’s just... Nadia, listen to me… please, stop."

But Nadia, in response, rolled the socks into a ball.

Lauren: "No… No, Nadia, wait! MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Nadia stuffed the socks into Lauren's mouth, and Lauren thrashed frantically, trying to articulate through her makeshift gag.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHHHHHH! MPHHHHHH!"

Satisfied with her effect, Nadia pulled out a roll of adhesive tape. Lauren, understanding what was about to happen, shook her head desperately.

Lauren: "MMPPHHHHHHHH! Wait! MPHHHHHHH!"

But Nadia unrolled the tape and pressed it firmly over her mouth, applying several strips to ensure her captive was well gagged.

Nadia (with a smug smile): "Go ahead, pull if you want. This tape is Russian, the best. Nothing you do will make it give way."

Lauren: "MMPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Nadia (laughing as she watched her): "Are you saying something, Lauren? We can’t understand what you’re trying to say!"

Lauren, red with frustration, shook her head, trying to make her relent. She attempted to speak despite the embarrassment, her eyes pleading.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHHHH! Nadia, MPHHHHHNNNNN!"

Nadia: "Oh, let me guess... You want me to untie you? Or do you want me to repent for my actions? Sorry, but I have no intention of stopping."

Lauren, immobilized, continued to struggle as much as possible, her cheeks flushed with frustration and shame.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHH! MPHHHHHH!"

She tried to convey her despair, but each attempt only resulted in muffled sounds.

Nadia (laughing): "Oh, Lauren, you’re hilarious. Do you want to say something? Because all I hear is 'MPHHHHHHHH'. A great agent like you, reduced to this... Barefoot, gagged, totally helpless."

Lauren's eyes shot defiance, but she felt her heart racing. She tugged at the ropes, her fingers desperately searching for a weakness in the knots.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHH! MPHHHH!"

Nadia: "Come on, keep going, you almost make me feel sorry for you... or not."

Refusing to give up, Lauren vowed internally to find a way to escape. Her pink-painted toes trembled slightly as she discreetly adjusted her position, knowing she hadn’t said her last word, even if all Nadia heard was a simple "MPHHHHHHHHH."

In Lauren's apartment, the atmosphere of the sleepover had shifted into a palpable tension. Nadia, former best friend and now enemy, had just neutralized Lauren, the undercover agent, by tying her up securely. With her wrists and ankles bound and her mouth gagged with her own socks under tape, Lauren struggled in her hogtie, emitting muffled protests. Her now bare and pink-painted feet displayed an unusual vulnerability for someone of her stature.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHH! MPHHHHHHHH!"

Nadia (with a mocking smile): "Oh, but what are you trying to say? Still those incomprehensible 'MPHHHH'... I have to say I prefer you this way, Lauren."

Lauren's eyes shot furious and desperate glances. She shook her head, trying to convey her discomfort to Nadia, but the bindings held firm, and the tape over her mouth prevented her from forming any intelligible words.

Nadia (kneeling by her feet): "You know, now that you're here, barefoot and unable to defend yourself... why not enjoy it a little more? Those pretty pink-painted feet, how adorable."

Understanding Nadia's intentions, Lauren tried to pull back as much as possible, but her movements were limited. She began to make muffled sounds of protest.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHHHH! MPHHHHH! N-MPHHHHHH!"

Nadia: "Come on, Lauren, you’re not going to be difficult, are you? You let me neutralize you... now you’ll have to face the consequences."

With a sadistic smile, Nadia brought her fingers closer to Lauren's feet and began to tickle her. Lauren jumped immediately, her involuntary reaction betraying her sensitivity. She burst into new muffled sounds, twisting as much as her bonds would allow to escape Nadia's fingers.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHHHHH! MMMMPHHHHH!"

Nadia: "Oh, but you seem particularly sensitive... I would have never imagined that from you! Let’s see how long you can stand it."

Nadia's fingers continued their torment, grazing each toe, sliding along Lauren's heels and soles, while she desperately tried to escape. The forced laughter, muffled by the gag, testified to her helplessness and the humiliation she felt.

Lauren: "MMMPHHHHH! MPH MPH MPH!"

Nadia (mocking): "So this is the best agent in our unit? She lets herself be defeated by a few tickles! Ridiculous!"

Lauren, her eyes misty with frustration, continued to struggle, while Nadia, proud of her little game, heightened her humiliation. Each time Lauren tried to straighten up or move, Nadia added more tickles, amplifying her domination.

Nadia: "Come on, be reasonable. You should get used to this position. It suits you wonderfully, you know."

Determined not to give in, Lauren vowed internally to find a way to escape. The challenge was now stronger than the shame, and her thoughts focused on one goal: to free herself.

Satisfied, Nadia straightened up and threw one last mocking glance at Lauren, still tied up and gagged, before leaning closer.

Nadia: "Well, it’s time for me to go make my report. Stay nice and quiet here, okay? I’m counting on you not to make too much noise while I’m gone."

She grabbed Lauren by the arms, lifted her, and slid her into the bathroom. Lauren, completely helpless, struggled in her bonds while emitting muffled grunts.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHH! MMPHH!"

Nadia (placing her in the bathtub): "Oh, how adorable, you want to escape? But don’t worry... here, you won't even be able to move, let alone find a way out."

She left her in the bathtub, her bare and slightly trembling pink-painted feet exposed to the cool air of the bathroom. Before closing the door, Nadia threw her one last smile.

Nadia: "I’ll see you in a bit... Don’t go anywhere while I’m gone!"

The door shut, and Lauren heard the sound of the lock. She was now alone. The silence in the bathroom accentuated her desperate situation. Trapped in the bathtub, feet and hands tied in a hogtie, gagged by tape and socks, Lauren felt frustration rising.

Lauren: "MPHHHH… MPH!"

She moved as much as possible, twisting and pulling on the bonds that restrained her wrists and ankles, but Nadia had done an impeccable job. The knots were tight, and she couldn't even reach them with the tips of her fingers.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHHHHH!"

She tried to open her mouth to free the gag, but the tape stayed firmly in place, compressing the sock fabric against her lips. Despite her efforts, the resistant tape showed no signs of weakness. She tried to calm herself, realizing she needed to conserve her strength and focus.

With slow movements, she gently rocked her body back and forth in the bathtub, trying to find a position that would give her more grip. Each sway produced a dull sound as her feet softly struck the side of the bathtub, but she made little progress. She groaned in frustration.

Lauren: "MMPHHHHHH! MMPHHHH!"

The bathroom echoed her muffled moans, a reminder of her helplessness. She closed her eyes for a moment, thinking of a new approach, desperately seeking a way to free herself. The coldness of the bathtub beneath her heightened her feeling of humiliation, but also determination. She wouldn’t let herself be defeated so easily.

She tried to rub her wrists against the edge of the bathtub, hoping that the friction could help weaken the ropes. But the movement was difficult, and the slippery surface didn’t provide the support she needed.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHHHHHH!"

After several unsuccessful attempts, Lauren caught her breath, continuing to struggle against the bonds despite the apparent failure. She had only one idea in mind: hold on and be ready, for she knew Nadia would return.

The bathroom door opened, and Nadia appeared with a satisfied smile. She approached Lauren, who looked at her with eyes filled with anger and determination despite her bindings and the gag that prevented her from expressing herself.

Nadia: "Look at you... You’re a good girl, Lauren, as docile as can be."

Lauren, still tied up in the bathtub, twisted in her bonds, her bare feet sliding against the bathtub's surface as she tried to show her disagreement. Nadia, amused, slowly removed the tape from her mouth, and Lauren finally managed to spit out the socks, gasping for air.

Lauren: "Nadia... you’re making a huge mistake! You have no idea of the consequences of your betrayal. My team will know something is wrong, and they’ll come looking for me. You’ll regret this."

Nadia (in a mocking tone): "Really? And what are you going to do, Lauren? Right now, you don’t seem capable of threatening me."

Lauren gritted her teeth, seething.

Lauren: "You can’t keep this little game up forever. Enjoy it while you can, because when it’s over, I’ll have the last word."

Nadia burst out laughing, enjoying the audacity of her captive despite her situation. Finally, she seemed to have had enough of the conversation.

Nadia: "Well, enough talking. It’s time to silence you again."

She leaned toward Lauren with a sly smile.

Nadia: "So, tell me... Would you prefer your pretty socks back in your mouth, or maybe... a sponge to switch things up?"

Lauren’s face tensed, and she tried to reason with Nadia, to avoid another gagging.

Lauren: "Nadia, please... don’t do this. You’ve won... no need to gag me again."

Nadia, smiling at her former friend’s pleas, shrugged and grabbed a sponge from the sink. Lauren, realizing what was about to happen, struggled, shaking her head.

Lauren: "No! Nadia, please, don’t— MPHHHHHHHHH!"

Nadia inserted the sponge into Lauren’s mouth despite her attempts to escape. Lauren emitted muffled moans, her bare feet thrashing frantically in the bathtub, her toes curling and contracting in a final sign of protest.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHHHHHHHH! MPHHHHHH! MPHHHH!"

Nadia gently pressed the sponge, ensuring it was securely in place, before tearing off another strip of tape that she pressed firmly over Lauren’s lips to finally silence her.

Nadia: "There we go, much better. Now you’re the good girl I love so much again."

Lauren’s bare feet continued to flail, twisting in the bathtub as her muffled grunts grew more furious.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHHHHHH! MMPHHHH!"

Nadia grabbed Lauren by the shoulders and lifted her out of the bathtub, carrying her to the bedroom. Lauren's feet flailed uselessly in the air, her pink polish contrasting with her total helplessness. Nadia finally placed her on the bed, taking care to arrange her comfortably.

Nadia: "I’ll leave you here. It’ll be more comfortable for you, don’t you think?"

Lauren, lying and constrained, simmered with rage, her mind filled with promises of revenge. She tried again to struggle, her bare feet slipping on the sheets, but her movements were limited and the bindings tight.

Lauren (her thoughts behind the gag): I swear, Nadia, you will pay for this. It’s not over.

Motionless and silent, she waited, determined to find a way to free herself.

After an hour of relentless struggle, Lauren was panting, exhausted. Her efforts to break free had only caused her bare feet to slide and curl futilely on the sheets. Out of strength, she continued to emit muffled "MPHHHHHH!" sounds through the gag, desperately hoping to attract someone’s attention.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHHHHHHH! MPH MPH! MPHHHHH!"

When the bedroom door finally opened, Nadia appeared, a sly smile on her lips, clearly satisfied.

Nadia: "Look at this... It seems like you’ve enjoyed your time alone. And to think you couldn’t even loosen your bonds with all that movement!"

Lauren, her cheeks flushed with frustration, looked at her with a mix of anger and despair. Amused, Nadia approached and gently removed the tape from her mouth, finally freeing the makeshift gag. Lauren spat out the sponge and gasped for air.

Nadia: "Thirsty, huh?"

Lauren: "Yes..." she replied, her throat dry and sore.

Nadia handed her a glass of water, which Lauren quickly drank, regaining a bit of energy. She then shot a determined glance at Nadia.

Lauren: "Listen, Nadia, it’s not too late to turn back. If you free me now, I’ll help you lessen the consequences. What you’re doing makes no sense. We were friends; you can’t go this far."

Nadia shook her head with a light laugh, savoring every word from Lauren.

Nadia: "Oh, Lauren, you’re so predictable. Always the great heroine who thinks she can save everyone. But right now, you’re not in a position to dictate the rules."

Seeing Nadia approaching again with the sponge, Lauren tried to dissuade her, pleading.

Lauren: "No, Nadia, please... We can talk, you don’t need to do this, okay? Stop!"

Nadia: "It’s true, I could stop... but where would the fun be in that?" she said with an ironic smile.

As Lauren shook her head, desperately trying to avoid the sponge, Nadia quickly inserted it into her mouth despite her muffled pleas.

Lauren: "Nadia, please, MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH—!"

Nadia: "Oh, just be quiet, good girl," she whispered before tearing off a strip of tape and applying it firmly over Lauren’s mouth.

Nadia: "You’re so much more pleasant this way, you know? Silent and docile."

Frustrated and humiliated, Lauren emitted furious grunts while writhing. Her bare feet flailed frantically, tapping in vain against the bed as Nadia watched her with amusement.

Nadia: "Do you realize? With all that foot movement, you might have at least loosened a rope, right? What a disappointment, Lauren."

Nadia left the room for a moment, returning with a large rolling suitcase that she opened in front of Lauren.

Nadia: "I think it’s time to go. We have a long way to travel, my dear."

Lauren understood with horror what was about to happen. She struggled, her bare feet contracting and slipping as she tried to resist. But Nadia effortlessly lifted her, placing her in the suitcase. Lauren emitted muffled "MPHHHHH!" protests, but Nadia closed the suitcase, trapping her cries and movements once more.

She rolled the suitcase to her car, placing it in the trunk without paying attention to the weak thuds and muffled whines escaping from inside.

Lauren: "MPHHHHHHHHH! MPHHHHHH!"

As the car started, Lauren anxiously wondered where Nadia was taking her, her mind boiling with rage and frustration.

Lauren had been driving for about forty minutes when the car finally stopped. Locked inside the suitcase, she felt it being lifted, then dragged over rough ground, each jolt accentuating her discomfort. She was still trying to free herself, her bare feet slipping and her wrists pulling against the bonds, but every effort seemed in vain. Then, after a few moments of silence, she heard the zipper come undone and blinked in the sudden light.

The first thing she saw was Peter's smiling face, her colleague, accompanied... by his entire unit! They stood there, a broad smile or a snicker on their lips, as if they had been eagerly awaiting this moment. Lauren let out muffled "MPHHHHH!" sounds, furious and incredulous, writhing to free herself from her gag. Yet, her colleagues left her like that, amused by her uncomfortable position.

Peter: "So, Lauren, the best in the unit, in a suitcase and barefoot! Not bad, huh?"

Colleague: "Who would have thought? You really have some tenacity with all those ‘MPHHHHHH’!"

Lauren continued to moan, trying to make herself heard through the sponge and tape, her bare feet contracting in frustration. Each muffled groan seemed to amplify their hilarity, and they continued like this for ten long minutes, watching her with playful mockery.

Finally, the unit chief signaled to Peter, who leaned down to gently remove the tape from Lauren's mouth. She spat out the sponge with a sigh of relief, catching her breath as anger and humiliation shone in her eyes.

Lauren: "You all really had fun, huh? All this just to make me look like an idiot!"

Unit Chief: "Oh, come on, Lauren. You’re the best undercover agent we have, but even you aren’t invincible. This shows you that it’s good to stay humble. We can all get caught."

She shot him a glare, trying to keep her composure, as they finally untied the ropes around her wrists and ankles. She straightened up, barefoot and with a disgruntled expression.

Lauren: "Alright, I think everyone had a good laugh. Now, can someone order me a taxi?"

As she walked away, the unit couldn’t help but continue their laughter and jokes behind her back. Lauren, back straight, headed toward the exit on her own. Once outside, she sighed deeply, her bare feet brushing against the ground. Despite her wounded pride, she realized while waiting for the taxi that this experience could serve as a lesson for her.

Maybe even I can get caught, she thought. A slight smile crept onto her face despite herself.

[Caesar73]

Nice twist at the End!

[laz]

nice tale with a nice twist. well done