The TIE Christmas Caper (F+/F+)

[AlexUSA3]

Tau Iota Epsilon 03: The TIE Christmas Caper
Saturday, December 05, 2015

“There, there, what’s-your-face… it’s all OK,” Destiny patted the blonde on the head.
“MMMMMM!” Skylar groaned into her captor’s disgusting socks.

Skylar, one of the founders of the sorority, hadn’t expected to be kidnapped in the games, but her Big was still a senior while she was a junior because of the looser measures that had been used to pick out Bigs and Littles during those first two years of the sorority’s existence. Big Skylar had been kidnapped by a gang of girls from the new chapter at the University of Minnesota (UM), a group that included Skylar’s UM Little, Kylie. Despite the distance between them, the two really had cultivated a meaningful friendship over the past 3 months.

Little embraced Big. The blonde-haired blue-eyed girls were so different. Skylar only was into boys whereas Kylie was only into girls. Skylar had more of a platinum blonde while Kylie had a dirty blonde. Both were slim but couldn’t care less about exercise. Both wore blue jeans, but the captive had a purple turtleneck t-shirt while the captor had a teal-and-purple flannel shirt. Purple was a TIE color and therefore natural. They even both wore teal socks and purple sneakers, but Skylar’s were canvas sneakers while Kylie’s were running shoes. Kylie also had a solid yellow bandana around her neck in a cowboy style. All wore green wristbands as part of the festivities.

"GMMMM!" groaned the barefoot Hannah Jones and her fellow captive Casey Clark.
"Would you stop it?" Felice teasingly ordered her friends.
"Nmm mmm," Hannah shook her head, sore that Casey’s socks were stuffed in her mouth.
“GMMMM!” Casey hopped in place and loudly protested Hannah’s socks being in her mouth.
"UGGGGHHHH!" Kiersten also groaned unintelligibly, but she had a teal ball gag.
"Now, Kiersten," Jackie sweetly held the surprised, but not distraught, captive, "I like you. You're one of the only girls besides my Big who'll actually video chat with me."
“Ohhh,” the captive blushed and looked away towards Casey, another friendly soul.
“Hmm hmm,” Casey giggled and winked at Kiersten, comforting the fellow captive.

Jackie might have been 5’4.5”, but Kiersten was but half an inch shorter. Jackie wore her a tight red leather knee skirt, green thigh-high socks, her red combat boots, a red-and-green striped knit sweater, and, naturally, a white bandana headband with the knot tied on top of her head. Kiersten simply wore a pair of blue jeans and a purple TIE long-sleeve t-shirt with white socks and typical black canvas sneakers. The lack of festive dress had played a large part in Kiersten and Skylar being targeted when the quartet decided to invade this house first. Both girls were blonde-haired and blue-eyed. Jackie had wavy yellower hair that could be mistaken for a blondish-brown; Kiersten was a more classic platinum blonde with straight hair.

Destiny, standing tall at 5’8”, had the funniest clothing of all though. Her red leather knee skirt was seasonally toned, but it was no match for the green leggings or the ugly Christmas socks that she’d stuffed into the captive Skylar’s mouth, the ugly Christmas sweater, or the green chunky high heel combat boots that made her taller. Felice, only 5’2”, almost matched that though with a form-fitting red turtleneck t-shirt, a green knee skirt with Christmas lights, mismatched candy cane thigh high socks (one was red and white; the other was blue and white) that was hoping to use to eventually gag a captive, and brown combat boots for the trunk. She had a bandana that had white Christmas tree outlines and white snowflakes dotted against a red background worn as a classic kerchief bandana. Both had brown hair and brown eyes, but Destiny was both taller and stockier and had slightly shorter hair while Felice’s came far down her back and was wavy. Also true was that Felice was slightly paler while Destiny had a nice natural tan.

Hannah Jones was another member of the UM chapter who had been bound and gagged back at home and brought all the way up to Minnesota Tech to be enjoyed by her Minnesota Tech Big. She had dressed neither for TIE nor for Christmas, hence her kidnapping. Indeed, Hannah had worn plain green leggings, plain red socks, her white sneakers, a plain red long-sleeve t-shirt, and a standard paisley green bandana headband thinking that would be festive enough.

Casey Clark was the prudish member of the UM chapter who had dressed in sufficiently festive fashion but had been taken captive for being prudish. She had candy cane red-and-white striped bandana headband, a green sweater with a Christmas Nativity scene on it, and brown sweatpants to form a tree trunk. She’d worn green socks with candy canes on them and red canvas sneakers.

Sky was the unlucky girl, the one in elbow bondage, with those tied together in addition to her wrists, ankles, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs. A harness and a waist/crotch rope ensured she went nowhere, and the red vet wrap cleave gagged her three times and OTM gagged her five times before it also wrapped under chin and over the top of her head several times before several more wrap gags. Sky was allergic to the glues in every tape ever tried on her, including various supposedly hypoallergenic tapes, but the vet wrap silenced her just as well and didn’t hurt her. In her opinion, the worst part of her situation was that Destiny’s socks were in her mouth.

The other two captives weren’t so flexible, so they instead had classic boxties with similar crotch ropes and harnesses. Kiersten, being one who did not enjoy dirty sock gags, had the classic TIE teal 2 inch ball gag for this reason. Hannah, despite her protests, genuinely liked the use of dirty socks, especially since hers were rejected by her TIE sisters. Strips of double-sided tape held the socks in her mouth, and a red fashion scarf was used as an OTM gag before it wrapped about her hair and was knotted another time. Casey was tied and gagged in the same way; the scarf OTM gags were red with white snowflakes. Casey, Hannah, and Kiersten had their big toes tied with twine as well. The 5’6” brown haired, blue-eyed, nicely tanned Hannah, and extremely trim and fit girl was a lovely damsel-in-distress who enjoyed captivity twice as much as she protested it. Casey was the same height and also blue-eyed, but she was pale-skinned and blonde-haired. A sparkle was in her eyes despite the captivity.

“Who should we take next?” Destiny turned to Paige, Kiersten’s Big.
“Well,” Paige giggled as the one giving suggestions, “I’d personally get Chloe.”
“All right, toots, take us there. We’ll dump these lugs in the TIE TUG Palace.”

Each one of the three captives was forced to her feet in order to hop to the SUV that was waiting with its trunk open and ready to hold the captives along with some captors for a quick trip to the TIE house where the President lived and where the Christmas party would take place. Paige had giggled quite loudly at Destiny calling her toots. Despite the fact that Destiny, her three helpers, and their initial captive were all former criminals, they brought a fun spirit to TIE that embodied the sisterhood, love of bondage, and playfulness of the pseudo-sorority.

Spanks were initially used to get the captives to hop, but Destiny quickly ran out of patience and slung Hannah over her shoulder. Jackie did the same with Kiersten, giving the blonde two hearty spanks on the butt on the way to the SUV. Not to be outdone by anybody, Destiny gave Hannah four spanks along the way. Felice shocked the rest by effortlessly imitating Nastasia despite her height. Felice the Christmas nightmare was in town and in control!

How little they knew that a sinister force was ready for them. How little they knew that they, too, were targets in the eyes of the sorority. How little the new Littles knew that they were to be part of the Christmas festivities. This wasn’t just about nabbing 6 girls; no, indeed, they were on the menu as well. The plot was underway, and Paige was the decoy in this scheme. TIE had enough Bigs to spread the joy around the room at the party before the party.

“So, this is where Chloe lives?” Destiny asked Paige while using the keys Zoe gave her.
“Yeah; be quiet,” Paige warned her, “Everyone knows it’s happening but not who’s doing it.”

With that the quartet of kidnappers entered the apartment and sought out Chloe. As part of their process of kidnapping the girls, they had texted the House Mother of their presence, and she was at the door to greet them with a wink and pointed them to the room where Chloe was actually in a frantic state… because she was already bound and gagged and knew what was coming to her! Her long wavy dirty blonde curls were free, and her brown eyes were playfully on fire.

Chloe had been marked for capture for her failure to dress for either TIE or Christmas. It was a fully deserved kidnapping because she’d worn black sweatpants, black combat boots, and a pink Minnesota Tech sweatshirt. There was nothing seasonal or TIE about that. Her kidnapper had a professional edge, too, binding her ankles, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs with the ankles bound with the rope tightly into the heels of her boots. A 2 inch forest green ball gag with a chin strap silenced her. More rope formed a boxtie with a waist rope and a harness. Whoever nabbed the 5’9” Chloe was good at kidnapping girls and had a girl scout’s level of knot professionalism.

“Well, now, that sucks!” Jackie put her hands on her hips, “Someone stole our fun!”
“I guess we just take her and go!” Destiny threw up her hands in peaceful surrender.
“She’ll make a nice addition to the pile at the TUG palace.”
“I just realized something because Paige was with us,” Kylie looked around them.
“Shoot,” the flippant Destiny pulled out a green squirt gun and pointed it at Kylie.
“Very funny. We lost Felice when we were dropping off the others.”
“Well, how the heck did we do that?” Jackie scratched her head, “She deserved it anyway.”
“WHAT?!” Kylie couldn’t believe the cold-bloodedness of the hardened criminals around her.
“Yeah, let’s go take two next to make up for it,” Destiny led the way out the door.

Meanwhile, in the TIE President’s house, Casey, Hannah Jones, Kiersten, and Skylar squirmed in their bonds on the floor of the living room. In another room, Felice drooled on account of a blue 2 inch ball gag in her mouth. The same professional touch that bound Chloe bound her in similar tightness, but her wrists and elbows were tied together. A green bandana blindfolded her as well. But Felice was zipped along her limbs, at her waist, and above and below her breasts. Naturally, red, green, and white zips were used to contrast with her clothes; her shirt and skirt were gone.

The same girl who had sneakily bound Chloe had also bound Felice, and now that same girl was planning to take Jackie or Kylie on their way out of the house again. She mindlessly fondled her Little, Felice, and quietly sang Christmas carols she knew were among Felice’s favorites. Unlike most, she sang the entire song from memory. When she saw the SUV park in the driveway, she hogtied Felice in a merciless ankles to elbows fashion, gave her Little a sweet kiss, and waited in the perfect spot. She knew she could do this with ease just as she had done to Felice. She held a green squirt gun in one hand and carried a pink spray bottle in her pocket.

“Madame President, your faithful elf Destiny arrives with yet another captive!”
“My goodness, Destiny, you really are full of yourself!” Jackie shook her head.
“HMPH!” Chloe protested the spanks that kept her hopping along.
“Hey!” Joyce whispered and motioned for Kylie to come over, “I found Felice.”
“Really?” Kylie unknowingly followed her friend’s kidnapper.
“Yeah, she’s upstairs. Come on. I don’t know who took her though.”
“Thanks for being around. Kind of lucky for you since Felice is your Little.”
“Yeah, and you’re my captive too!” Joyce sprayed the rose water right at Kylie’s nose.
“Damn it!” Kylie c played along with TIE rules by pretending to faint.

Joyce Verdi knew these University of Minnesota TIE girls better than anyone else in TIE. After all, she was the most active bondage model of the lot, having appeared in scenes with nearly all of these girls at some point. The girl with the dark blonde, light brown hair and hazel eyes had a clever streak and a TUG-filled past. Her red Christmas sweater with its green cuffs, collar, and waist, green leggings, red socks, and white canvas sneakers kept her out of line for being an easy target. The deer antler headband with its green fuzzy headpiece helped her cause.

The same professional edge now applied to Kylie, but Kylie received a different gag. She got an old favorite of hers: dirty socks. President Zoe gave hers to Joyce without hesitation, and those filled Kylie’s mouth under a purple bandana and 7 layers of clear tape. Her own neckerchief was turned into a blindfold. Rope bound her just like Chloe, but Kylie’s shirt was already opened for Joyce to play with her so that others could take care of Destiny and Jackie. The only problem in this was that Kylie had really looked forward to playing with her Big, Skylar.

“There’s something rotten in Denmark,” Jackie said upon noticing that Kylie was missing.
“Well, it’s possible they snuck out the back way while we were distracted,” Destiny fumed.
“Or they’re in this house.”
“Well, Jackie, you know what this means? Right?” Destiny’s frown changed to a smile.
“No. Just out with it. I dress all skanky to be a dominatrix, not a captivated fool!”
“Bullsh-t, Jackie, you do it all the time. Be happy. We’ll be captured too at some point! I’ll go have fun, and you can sit here to p-ss and moan. C’mon, Paigey. Tell me who I should take.”

Jackie didn’t understand how Destiny could be so gleeful over the thought of doing all this dirty business only to wind up in bondage herself. Then again, Jackie was a teenage bandit who broke into people’s homes and stole the oddest things in order to survive because her parents spent the money on nothing but booze and other self-indulgences. She looked in the mirror one day, broke down, cried, and turned herself into the police, and while she was a changed person her fashion still very much reflected the mentality of a teenage bandit and was her one link to the past.

Paige was an eager accomplice and having the most fun she’d had yet since joining TIE. Getting to be part of the Christmas caper was always fun, and she’d been the victim of the first caper just two years before this. The group was smaller then, and she had been nabbed by President Zoe as a surprise “gift” for her Big. Now, she was going to get to tease her own Little in a short while at the start of the annual Christmas party.

“So, you’re Cassidy?” Destiny held out her hand to the red head, “I’m Destiny.”
“Yeah, you’re the model my Little calls ‘Destittie,’” Cassidy giggled as she said the words.
“It’s a good thing this is the annual Christmas Caper, and I’m the kidnapper.”
“GMMMMM!”
“Quick, Jackie! Truss up this one so I can clamp her titties!” Destiny barked out the orders.
“Oh, isn’t this delightful?” Jackie took a roll of red duct tape to Cassidy’s arms.
“NMMMMMM!” Cassidy struggled but found no freedom.

Red duct tape encased her arms from wrists to shoulders, like an armbinder. White tape pinned her arms to her torso at her waist and either side of her “tits.” Green tape encased her thighs and her legs. A classic blue rubber ball threaded with a green bandana gagged her under four layers of Christmas duct tape. She should have known better than to wear cowboy boots, blue jeans, a pink polo shirt, and a pink winter hat! Alas, she was also targeted for “inappropriate” fashion.

Then there was Maya Pathappan, the Indian beauty, a first generation American who discovered TUGs via her older sister, an active bondage model. Her family was unusual: they celebrated the Christmas season even in their home country, from that minority of Indian Christians. It was an unusual trait, to say the least, but she could appreciate a Christmas party and the colors even if a traditional Indian Christmas was very different from an American one. She had made two treats, bolinhas and baath, traditional Christmas delights, just for the party.

“Smells good,” Jackie said to Maya’s surprise.
“You scared me!” Maya jumped a little and put the cover over the cake, “Thanks, Jackie.”
“I’ll make sure your desserts get to the party,” Jackie then revealed her Nerf gun and fired.
“You’re a real character, Jacqueline. No wonder I’ve heard good things about you.”
“I’m glad you’re a sport.”
“I liked you the day I met you,” the Indian girl smiled while the Irish-8s bound her wrists.
“You know, while Destiny was carrying Cassidy away, I took these from your room.”

Maya blushed when the leather cuffs bound her elbows together. She was dressed in both TIE and Christmas colors, but she was the only one that Destiny and her conspiracy circle had been explicitly ordered to take as part of the caper. Indeed, she had an ugly sweater with the classic teal leggings and even teal sneakers. A purple headband held her dark hair back.

Jackie put a posture collar around Maya’s neck, and it naturally was teal while the cuffs were a similarly TIE-themed purple. A purple head harness ball gag filled her mouth, and black straps held the 2 inch gag firmly in place. Teal straps bound her legs and thighs thrice each, and more of the teal straps secured her arms to her torso in several places. The strap harness was yellow. Yes, these things all were hers, and the harness had a delightful crotch strap. Maya smiled since she knew there was going to be a reward of some kind in her future.

“C’mon, babe, do the hop-hop-hop!” Jackie playfully hopped while leading Maya.
“Huh huh!” Maya giggled and could help but follow along with glee.
“That’s it! No spanking you unlike Cassidy.”
“GAAHHHHHH!” Cassidy shrieked when Destiny slung her across her shoulder.
“Shut the f-ck up! You’re an absolute b-tch, Cass!” Destiny spanked Cassidy several times.
“GUH HUHHHHHH!”
“Don’t worry about it,” Cassidy’s Big rolled her eyes, “Cassidy likes to overreact especially since she usually wears a red wristband most of the time.”

To the TIE President’s house the latest captives went, but there was still another surprise in the waiting for Jackie and Destiny. Sure, Destiny knew for certain that she would wind up tied up and being part of the festivities, but she didn’t know when, why, or how. The payoff that was awaiting her was going to be good. She’d never heard anyone call her “Destitties” before, but people like her could laugh at such things and take no offense to them at all.

Cassidy resisted the march to the house and needed to be forced along, but Maya hopped along with almost overwhelming enthusiasm. Destiny had a cheesy grin on her face, and Jackie had forgotten the prophecy. They delivered their latest batch of captives to the President’s house and found themselves the victims of a two-pronged ambush from Paige and Joyce. Joyce had a green bandana soaked in vinegar, and Paige had the bottle of rose water. They approached each girl in stealth and in loving kindness as was becoming of any good TIE sister. Paige spritzed the bottle in Destiny’s face, and Joyce pushed the bandana over Jackie’s mouth and nose since she was big enough to account for Jackie’s prison girl strength advantage.

“Paige… f-ck you,” Destiny said before making a goofy face and pretending to pass out.
“Gotcha, Little,” Paige was ironically younger and shorter.

Jackie and Destiny both received Christmas-themed restraints. Jackie was bound with red and green cinch straps that crushed her arms together in four places, her legs in four places, and her thighs in three places. Another cinch pinned her arms to her torso at her waist and either side of her breasts. A red ball gag silenced her. Destiny, on the other hand, had her wrists bound in an ‘X’ behind her back using a ‘+’ of red duct tape. The red tape also pinned her arms to her torso at her waist and either side of her breasts. Her thighs were encased in white tape and her legs in green tape. Paige’s socks filled her mouth, and eight layers of white tape sealed it up. As part of their kidnappings, Jackie and Destiny had their shirts and skirts removed and carefully set aside.

Jackie, Destiny, Felice, Kylie, Casey, Hannah, Skylar, Kiersten, Chloe, Cassidy, and Maya were all bound and gagged now. Kylie, Kiersten, Skylar, Cassidy had their jeans moved down along with crotch ropes being untied and retied if necessary; in the interim others had untied Kiersten, Skylar, and Chloe’s torso to remove their shirts and tied them up again; Chloe’s sweats weren't touched; Cassidy’s polo was pulled down around her breasts. {Joyce: With 11 girls tied up and gagged, I couldn't keep the bindings, gags, and outfits straight either. I didn't want a table to relist them all even though Zoe wanted it. Let it be said that plain white and lacy white are popular bra choices in this sorority.}

“My Little is so cute,” Joyce squeezed Felice’s cheek and hoy a groan from the captive.
“How are my sweeties?” Paige fondled Destiny and Kiersten to different reactions.
“Gmmm mmmmmmmph!” came from Destiny.
“Mmmm,” Kiersten more or less quietly squirmed.

Kylie’s Big had been captured, so another girl took over teasing her. There was fondling galore in the room, and vibrators loudly buzzed away. Gagged groans filled the air, and giggling and laughter accompanied the other sounds. It was sorority love, TIE style sorority love. Bondage was at work, bringing pleasure to all. Paige walked over to the stereo and put on a Christmas CD for all to enjoy. It just seemed to be the appropriate thing to do. Some girls had their breasts put in some mild torture (e.g. clothespins); others were spanked; some had their nose pinched shut for a few playful second; some had their hair pulled; others were tickled. Use your imagination and have fun for a little bit. Pick a girl and imagine yourself standing there watching without interfering. Repeat for as many scenes as you like.

This is where this adventure comes to a close. Before the girls were released after an hour of fun and light torture, their gags were removed so that others could hand feed them cookies and help them enjoy mugs of either hot cocoa or hot apple cider. It was a fantastic way to celebrate such a happy season in their own unique manner. It was a TIE tradition, and it continues to this day.

On this occasion, though, all was unique. They would never again have this exact group of girls in these circumstances with those particular goodies awaiting them. It would be a very long time before any photos could be taken; gag and rope marks first had to fade enough for them to fulfill the tradition of Bigs being photographed with their Littles, of the Leadership being photographed together, of the photo of the House Mothers, etc.

Traditions and Christmas, just like it should be.

Merry Christmas.

THE END

[Caesar73]

That is quite the Celebration! I doubt the Ladies will forget so soon. What a glorious Feast of Tie ups and Gags!

[LunaDog]

Seems like a Merry Christmas was had by all here!