01 - Bound Best Friend
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By Jamie
Tuesday, August 9th 2005 - 12:26:31 AM
Bound Best Friend
My best friend in my freshman year of high school was, and still is, a girl named Ally. It was unusual then for boys and girls to be best friends, but Ally and I did absolutely everything together.
The day this story takes place was actually very random. I remember it vividly only because it was my first bondage experience ever. I was over Ally's house and her parents were out to dinner, and we were sitting on the living room couch, playing video games. I got bored with them after a while and was just lounging on the couch, while Ally was busy losing and shrieking her head off in dismay. We had at least two hours until her parents came home, as they had just left, and I wasn't entirely thrilled with the prospect of dealing with her shrieks for two hours.
"Can you just shut up?" I asked, somewhat irritated but trying not to let it show because Ally was easily miffed. She responded to my question by shrieking some more at the game and I was beginning to get a headache. I asked her (very politely, I might add) to shut up several more times and, finally, when I couldn't stand it anymore, I just pounced on her and covered her mouth tightly with my hand, pinning her to the couch, me on top of her. She squirmed a little and I'll never forget the look she gave me, which was this baffled look of utter astonishment and helplessness. She mmmphed a bit and I smiled, because I suddenly had an idea.
I grabbed several tissues from the tissue box on the coffee table next to the couch and I stuffed them into her mouth, getting a secret little thrill as she mmmphed louder. I jumped off the couch and picked up a large roll of duct tape that had been laying on a carton in the corner. (I'm still surprised at the convenience of that.) I came back to the couch where, surprisingly enough, she still had the tissues stuffed firmly into her mouth while she mmmphed frantically, though I was pretty sure I caught a little mischievous gleam in her eye that led me to believe she was enjoying the ordeal just as much as I was. My smile widened as I gently took out the tissues, allowing her a quick "Jamie, what are you --" before I'd plastered several thick pieces of duct tape over her mouth. She seemed to realize then that there was no way she could speak now, and she really began to squirm, mmmphing loudly. Unfortunately having nothing else on hand at the moment, I took off my belt and quickly flipped her over as she mmmphed some more, tying her hands tightly behind her back. Amidst her incessant squirming, I also managed to tie her feet together with my sweater (a pretty lame bondage tool if I do say so myself, though) and then sat back to enjoy watching my best friend struggle and yell through her gag.
After about a half an hour, I leaned over to her and asked her if she wanted me to take the gag off. She nodded yes, whimpering slightly, and I slowly peeled the tape off her mouth, allowing her to breathe and laugh at me under her breath.
"Any more screaming and I'll have to put the gag back on," I warned her, feeling just like a comic book villain.
Another testimony to my premonition that she was actually enjoying this: she let out a shrill scream and with a "You asked for it!" I grabbed the roll of duct tape again and this time stuffed a wad of tissues into her mouth and wrapped the roll around it several times. She mmmphed as hard as she could and I teased her with several, "What? I can't understand you"s, while we both sat glaring at each other with the utmost contentment, both of us thoroughly enjoying the process.
At that moment however, unfortunately, we heard her parents coming down the hallway to the apartment. Not wanting them to catch Ally bound and gagged with me in the vicinity, I quickly picked her up and carried her to her room, amidst many a muffled squealing, where I locked the door, set her down upon the bed, and quickly proceeded to untie her. I'd enjoyed the whole thing so much that I was actually rather sad to have it all end so quickly. Still relishing my role as a comic book villain, I growled under my breath to her that I'd keep the gag on and tell her parents she was out of the house if she tried to scream, and a muffled giggling was her consent. I gently peeled the tape off and removed the tissues, and we both glared at each other before sharing a quiet moment of giggling and hurrying out of the room to greet her parents.
That was really when I decided that I liked bondage as a hobby. It wasn't the only experience I'd ever had, though. The next time, Ally tied me up (coming soon).
Jamie
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