Coping with a complaining roommate. M/F
Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2020 6:44 pm
Inspired by COVID19 Social distancing we are trying to endure. I hope this story gives people a few minutes of amusement in our Cabin-Fever styled confinement.
Coming home from a long day of delivering groceries across the city. Tyson gets out of his car holding a bundle of groceries in his left arm he closes the door to his car. Walking up the stairs Tyson opens the door and kicks his shoes off.
Looking around he can see his roommate: Jane had not gotten up to cleaning the kitchen as he had requested her to do a week ago. Growling to himself he sets the groceries on the counter and began to set the groceries in their spots.
“Hey did you pick up some chips while you were in the store?†Jane calls from the living room Tyson looks up to see her on the couch wearing a red wool shirt. Blue jeans and white socks her black hair draping down her shoulders.
“You know Jane since it seems I am the only income coming in so I assume I am the only one paying rent... and the bills I cannot afford some of the added luxuriesâ€
“Okay... calm down what’s your problem some paranoid nutcase give you a bad trip today†Jane's voice calls as he finishes putting the groceries away Tyson looks up to Jane seeing her flicking through channels on the tv. Biting his curses he walks into the living room.
“There's nothing good on TV... I don’t feel like reading I am bored there’s nothing to do here†Jane whines leaning her head on the arm of the couch. College was out the window thanks to COVID Jane spent most of her day in class or texting her hundred and one friends to talk about the day's trials.
This is her twenty-fourth day in the house. Having done a total of two things start the coffee maker on day eleven, and complain. Tyson had considered himself a reasonable man but every man could be pushed. And Jane had very well pushed him past his.
“You know there is always something to do Jane, though you may not see it does not mean it is not there†Tyson spoke the annoyance plain in his tone glaring to Jane she looks back on him and shrugs “I can’t see anything†the complains before laying back on the couch. Alright, time for measures to be taken. Biting back a snarl Tyson goes into his room.
Rummaging his closet he produces four lengths of rope two bandanas and a roll of vet wrap. It was time for Jane to realize what it was really like not to be able to do anything.
Marching back into the room Jane had rolled her eyes until Tyson had rolled her to her stomach bending her arms back before winding ropes around her wrists. Three times around the wrist before cinching it between her wrists and knotting it out of reach of her fingers and thumbs.
“What is this about Tyse seriously this is not funnyâ€
“You are right it is not†making her bit her words she glances over her shoulder as Tyson had moved onto her legs. Binding her ankles at the bottom of her pant legs wrapping the rope around three times before cinching it and knotting it behind her heels.
“Is this because of the money thing... I am sorry okay I do not mean to push you I just thoughtâ€
“This is not about the money thingâ€
“Then what is it†taking a blue bandana Tyson began to stuff her mouth with it. Using the blue vet wrap he began to pull the length between her teeth before winding it five times around her mouth once over her top lip second over her bottom a third around her chin then again over each lip finally tucking it all in. Her entire lower face was covered in blue vet wrap.
“Hephf lephf mphe taphf plephf†she began to wiggle her shoulders before Tyson places his hands under her arms and shoulders hoisting her up to a seat position taking the last the longest length of rope. Tyson began to bind a harness around her shoulders and bosom using the last length he bent Janes knees up to her belly button and tied it to her ankles.
“Hegph thupsh hurphf sphfophf!†taking the last bandana Tyson bound it over Jane's eyes knotting it behind her head inching it over her nose below her eyebrows Tyson leans to whisper in her ear.
“You complain about being bored you say you can’t do anything... yet I ask you politely to do things around the house... let's see how you like being bored really unable to move anything†Tyson snaps walking away within minutes Jane began to scream and call into her gag.
Numb to her plight Tyson takes a bottle of water and sets a mental timer of three hours.
(First hour)
Jane gave up screaming and calling after fifteen minutes her voice obviously hurting from the effort. She now put her efforts into an escape. Wiggling and squirming every attempt to move caused discomfort to either her arms or her legs. Her jeans began to fall down revealing the upper band of her panties.
Tyson had sat and watched for the majority of a half-hour watching her moan and thrash helplessly. His ropework held fast as every contortion of her body gave Jane a new reason to complain.
(Second hour)
Jane had given up fighting her cheeks were flushed below the vet wrap and her blindfold. She had begun to sway hoping to land on the couch her prayers were answered by a cushion Tyson had set there. Nuzzling her face into the sofa cushion she caught to bad aroma the couch held. Turning her face one direction she only went deeper into the stink before rising her head the other way to breathe something slightly more pleasant.
With Jane incapacitated Tyson had taken over the television turning the mute option on so he could watch the rewind of different sports. Scanning the television Tyson found humor in the Canadian show about guys with building log houses with funny accents.
Last hour.
Eternity drags in the darkness of her blindfold. Jane had sighed heavily realizing she was unable to fall sleep in her uncomfortable position. She began to wiggle again not to escape but to get comfortable. With her ankles crossed and her arms behind her back, it was impossible. In her wiggles her weight began to shift from the couch unable to stop it she tries to brace herself as she collapses onto the floor of the living room. Landing with a thump Jane's surprise quickly forms to tears as emotion runs high behind her concealed face.
Taking her tears as a final sign. Tyson stands up removing her leg binding and body harness he sits her up and sets her on the couch with care. Brushing a tear from her cheek Tyson began to unwrap her arms.
“I did not want to do this... well I wanted to do this but not in this fashion... but you need to open your eyes... things can be done around the house, instead of just moping†Tyson speaks pulling the vet wrap from her mouth.
Spitting the wad of bandana from her eyes she pulls the black bandana away looking to Tyson her eyes dark with tear stains.
“I am sorry Tyson... I did not think... I am sorry I promise I will not complain again†Tyson knew this was a high bet for her but he was willing to accept it. Nodding he takes the supplies from the livingroom setting the two bandanas to be washed. The next time he sees her she was organizing the kitchen.
Some times it takes more than just a lecture to get the point across. Some times it takes a dose of extreme medicine to stop an annoying roommate.
Coming home from a long day of delivering groceries across the city. Tyson gets out of his car holding a bundle of groceries in his left arm he closes the door to his car. Walking up the stairs Tyson opens the door and kicks his shoes off.
Looking around he can see his roommate: Jane had not gotten up to cleaning the kitchen as he had requested her to do a week ago. Growling to himself he sets the groceries on the counter and began to set the groceries in their spots.
“Hey did you pick up some chips while you were in the store?†Jane calls from the living room Tyson looks up to see her on the couch wearing a red wool shirt. Blue jeans and white socks her black hair draping down her shoulders.
“You know Jane since it seems I am the only income coming in so I assume I am the only one paying rent... and the bills I cannot afford some of the added luxuriesâ€
“Okay... calm down what’s your problem some paranoid nutcase give you a bad trip today†Jane's voice calls as he finishes putting the groceries away Tyson looks up to Jane seeing her flicking through channels on the tv. Biting his curses he walks into the living room.
“There's nothing good on TV... I don’t feel like reading I am bored there’s nothing to do here†Jane whines leaning her head on the arm of the couch. College was out the window thanks to COVID Jane spent most of her day in class or texting her hundred and one friends to talk about the day's trials.
This is her twenty-fourth day in the house. Having done a total of two things start the coffee maker on day eleven, and complain. Tyson had considered himself a reasonable man but every man could be pushed. And Jane had very well pushed him past his.
“You know there is always something to do Jane, though you may not see it does not mean it is not there†Tyson spoke the annoyance plain in his tone glaring to Jane she looks back on him and shrugs “I can’t see anything†the complains before laying back on the couch. Alright, time for measures to be taken. Biting back a snarl Tyson goes into his room.
Rummaging his closet he produces four lengths of rope two bandanas and a roll of vet wrap. It was time for Jane to realize what it was really like not to be able to do anything.
Marching back into the room Jane had rolled her eyes until Tyson had rolled her to her stomach bending her arms back before winding ropes around her wrists. Three times around the wrist before cinching it between her wrists and knotting it out of reach of her fingers and thumbs.
“What is this about Tyse seriously this is not funnyâ€
“You are right it is not†making her bit her words she glances over her shoulder as Tyson had moved onto her legs. Binding her ankles at the bottom of her pant legs wrapping the rope around three times before cinching it and knotting it behind her heels.
“Is this because of the money thing... I am sorry okay I do not mean to push you I just thoughtâ€
“This is not about the money thingâ€
“Then what is it†taking a blue bandana Tyson began to stuff her mouth with it. Using the blue vet wrap he began to pull the length between her teeth before winding it five times around her mouth once over her top lip second over her bottom a third around her chin then again over each lip finally tucking it all in. Her entire lower face was covered in blue vet wrap.
“Hephf lephf mphe taphf plephf†she began to wiggle her shoulders before Tyson places his hands under her arms and shoulders hoisting her up to a seat position taking the last the longest length of rope. Tyson began to bind a harness around her shoulders and bosom using the last length he bent Janes knees up to her belly button and tied it to her ankles.
“Hegph thupsh hurphf sphfophf!†taking the last bandana Tyson bound it over Jane's eyes knotting it behind her head inching it over her nose below her eyebrows Tyson leans to whisper in her ear.
“You complain about being bored you say you can’t do anything... yet I ask you politely to do things around the house... let's see how you like being bored really unable to move anything†Tyson snaps walking away within minutes Jane began to scream and call into her gag.
Numb to her plight Tyson takes a bottle of water and sets a mental timer of three hours.
(First hour)
Jane gave up screaming and calling after fifteen minutes her voice obviously hurting from the effort. She now put her efforts into an escape. Wiggling and squirming every attempt to move caused discomfort to either her arms or her legs. Her jeans began to fall down revealing the upper band of her panties.
Tyson had sat and watched for the majority of a half-hour watching her moan and thrash helplessly. His ropework held fast as every contortion of her body gave Jane a new reason to complain.
(Second hour)
Jane had given up fighting her cheeks were flushed below the vet wrap and her blindfold. She had begun to sway hoping to land on the couch her prayers were answered by a cushion Tyson had set there. Nuzzling her face into the sofa cushion she caught to bad aroma the couch held. Turning her face one direction she only went deeper into the stink before rising her head the other way to breathe something slightly more pleasant.
With Jane incapacitated Tyson had taken over the television turning the mute option on so he could watch the rewind of different sports. Scanning the television Tyson found humor in the Canadian show about guys with building log houses with funny accents.
Last hour.
Eternity drags in the darkness of her blindfold. Jane had sighed heavily realizing she was unable to fall sleep in her uncomfortable position. She began to wiggle again not to escape but to get comfortable. With her ankles crossed and her arms behind her back, it was impossible. In her wiggles her weight began to shift from the couch unable to stop it she tries to brace herself as she collapses onto the floor of the living room. Landing with a thump Jane's surprise quickly forms to tears as emotion runs high behind her concealed face.
Taking her tears as a final sign. Tyson stands up removing her leg binding and body harness he sits her up and sets her on the couch with care. Brushing a tear from her cheek Tyson began to unwrap her arms.
“I did not want to do this... well I wanted to do this but not in this fashion... but you need to open your eyes... things can be done around the house, instead of just moping†Tyson speaks pulling the vet wrap from her mouth.
Spitting the wad of bandana from her eyes she pulls the black bandana away looking to Tyson her eyes dark with tear stains.
“I am sorry Tyson... I did not think... I am sorry I promise I will not complain again†Tyson knew this was a high bet for her but he was willing to accept it. Nodding he takes the supplies from the livingroom setting the two bandanas to be washed. The next time he sees her she was organizing the kitchen.
Some times it takes more than just a lecture to get the point across. Some times it takes a dose of extreme medicine to stop an annoying roommate.