Total Control (FF/F)

[AlexUSA3]

Tau Iota Epsilon: Total Control
Saturday, January 28, 2017

Kiersten Byrne was a favorite target of her Tau Iota Epsilon sorority sisters with good reason: (1) she loved humiliation and even had permission to be photographed while bound and gagged, (2) she usually wore the green wristband saying she had time to spare with a kidnapping game, and (3) she was comfortable with both exposure and vibration. Of course Paige Wilson was going to kidnap her Little, and she even enlisted the help of Kiersten's House Mother, Skylar Stevens.

Whoa! That's a lot to explain. Target? Photography? Wristbands? Little? House Mother? The terminology is a handful at the Tau Iota Epsilon Sorority, which is really a bondage club that uses sorority jargon to look less like an all girls bondage club to others. Students at Minnesota Tech all learn eventually when sorority rush time comes and only TIE's display features young women sitting in a booth—bound and gagged—to appeal to potential recruits without offending others.

TIE Constitution:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1vSx ... sp=sharing

TIE Handbook:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/10_O ... sp=sharing

Skylar Stevens had a multitude of duties as a House Mother. In Tau Iota Epsilon, that meant she was the supervisor of all games in her home and made sure the rules of the club were followed to keep everyone safe and happy. For Skylar, enforcing the rules and helping others sneak around couldn't be more fun. Being a more dominant girl, she often was the pouncer or the accomplice.

"Jump Kiersten? Well, count me in!" Sky smiled brightly at the mere thought of a kidnapping.
"I need your help," Paige explained herself, "I'm not strong enough to take her solo."
"You and me, a little rope, and a 2 inch ball gag, my dear," the House Mother giggled.
"Only 2 inches? I know Kiersten's not big, but wouldn't a 2 and a quarter be better?"
"Look," Sky wagged a finger, "You're the Big and should know the answer already."

Paige blushed and shifted her eyes away from Sky's gaze before a mischievous simple formed on her face. Out of her bag she pulled two different ball gags, having clearly made a raid on the toy chest with the permission of the sorority Equipment Mistress. She held the bigger one up to her own mouth in a playful manner, indicating she already tested on herself to be sure the bigger gag would work on her larger mouthed little. Mischief knew no limits around Paige Wilson.

Kiersten sat at her desk quietly reading from a textbook, secretly hoping someone would distract her from the boring material. She brushed a stray blonde hair back out of her face while her blue eyes studied the words and absorbed their meaning despite her desire to quit for the evening. In a moment like this, a sorority girl actually has fantasies of their Big, House Mother, or a generic sorority sister barging into the bedroom and kidnapping her for an evening of surprises. Each of the options appealed to her, and she paused a moment and leaned back in her chair, fantasizing a surprise captivity at the hand of her Big in concert with her House Mother, unaware of the truth. She played with the green wristband—the secret TIE symbol that told her sisters she was open to being kidnapped—and smiled at the pink one—her permission to be photographed—beside it.

With a smile on her face, she closed her eyes and crossed her wrists, imaging ropes coiling over her blue jeans and over the purple sweatshirt she wore. In her fantasy, the ropes were a classic TIE yellow to contrast her purple, and she was getting forced to orgasm with a vibrating wand, a favorite of hers when combined with intense breast fondling. Then a squeal emanated from her; a distinct hue of pink arose on her cheeks; relaxation returned when she concluded she was alone even though she could not have been more wrong.

"GMMMMM!" the electrical green ball gag filled her mouth.
"Gotcha!" her Big whispered into her ear and held a hand to keep the ball from being spat out.
"I've got her covered," her House Mother began binding her crossed wrists with yellow rope.
"Nice climax," Paige's stronger, free left hand fondled Kiersten's breasts, "Do you like this?"
"Mmmm hmmm," Kiersten slowly nodded before she winked at her big to say, "Thank you."

Kiersten offered no resistance while Paige buckled the gag and took careful steps to make sure it was secure and caught no stray hairs. While they'd had their spats, Paige had turned into the Big every girl wanted, the one who saw through her Little's heart to see her desires, who made sure a birthday was special, who was there to give advice when needed, and to be a favorite playmate in sorority activities, whether organized or unorganized.

With a twinkle in her eye, Paige wordlessly helped Kiersten to stand and pulled up her shirt. The captive tested the yellow rope binding her crossed wrists and found Skylar's work to be tight and effective. Yellow rope bound Kiersten's ankles together with that same strong efficacy, ensuring that she would remain captive as long as Sky and Paige wished for her to be in their possession. The only sounds heard were those of ropes whipping about the room while Sky bound Kiersten's legs and an erotic groan when Paige put her hand under Kiersten's white bra and firmly squeezed her right breast. In true sorority girl fashion, Paige and Sky let out some soft giggles.

The captive remembered that day vividly. She'd never heard of bondage in her life, yet she felt a tug at her heartstrings the day she went to the student union building, the day during new student orientation that had a three hour window dedicated to nothing but letting students walk around to see all the new organizations. There was a girl sitting there inside a booth, a booth with plentiful warning signs, bound with numerous ropes and gagged. That girl was Skylar Stevens. Without a thought, Kiersten knelt down, removed the gag, and questioned Sky for 20 minutes.

That wasn't the story, though. Kiersten didn't commit or inquire further for two weeks, missing the traditional activities at the start of the semester to bring new girls into Tau Iota Epsilon. She was timid and felt shame at first, and she began infrequently communicating with Sky with lots of questions. After 6 weeks, she began doing her own research into TUGs and bondage and felt a desire to explore this further. By the end of the first weekend of November, she was a member of the school's TUG/bondage club that was disguised as a sorority with Paige as her Big. There was a strange knot of friendship that bound these girls more strongly together than the ordinary sororities found at Minnesota Tech, and it ensnared the hearts of those who gave TIE a chance.

So many things about the bondage checked the right boxes for Kiersten. There was the doubled waist and crotch rope that featured one crotch rope beneath her jeans and one over them to start a list of arousing elements. The ropes on either side of her knees and holding her ankles together made her legs feel like a useless club. With the ball gag in her mouth, she could only attempt to speak in garbled words that caused her to drool profusely. The exposed breasts made her feel as though she were the epitome of a captive with the harness making her feel extremely vulnerable.

"Guuhhhhh!" Kiersten writhed a little while Paige pushed a vibrator against her crotch.
"Well, then," Sky stood there rubbing her hands together, "How may this dominatrix help?"
"Help me carry to her bed and tether her to the footboard," Paige suggested with an eye wiggle.
"Mmmmmmm," the captive blonde looked at her blonde captors and struggled a bit in the move.
"Haaaaa! She's drooling!" Big hugged Little like a prized stuffed animal, "Slobbery Kiersten!"
"I'll tether her ankles," Sky smiled mischievously, "You fondle and vibrate her until it hurts."

With her ankles tethered to the footboard, Kiersten had no way to escape her captors. Sky was a complete professional at binding and gagging her sisters. All Kiersten could do was helplessly watch as she received yet another restraint while Paige sat her up on the bed. A blob of drool got past the ball gag and plopped in the gap between the captive's boobs, and she blushed and looked to Paige in a playfully mischievous manner that said "I'm naughty. Punish me."

With nothing but the sounds of breathing, buzzing, and giggling in the room, Paige put the white wand against Kiersten's crotch and and jerked on the leg ropes to force the captive to lie down on her back on the bed, her arms trapped between her body and the bed. Above Kiersten's head, the dominatrix sat down and began squeezing Kiersten's breasts and sweetly kissing her forehead. A domination of Kiersten's physicality now was being followed by domination of her sexuality.

"GMMMMMMMM!" Kiersten squirmed, but in reality she was enjoying this.
"Well, your dreams came true, didn't they?" Paige teased her Little in bright spirits.
"Mmm hmmm," the captive nodded before she was lost in the ecstasy of orgasm.
"Was it the wand or my breast massage?" Skylar asked the main conspirator.
"Well," Paige paused in thought, screwing up her face a little as she pondered the question, "You do give the best breast massages and likewise the best breast orgasms in the entire sorority."
"Thank you!" the House Mother's eyes lit up, and she giggled a bit, "You're not the first one who said that to me, but you're definitely the one who made it sound the sweetest!"

Kiersten didn't know whether to blush or to revel in the moment. In her opinion, she had the best in the business right here. No one knew how to push a vibrator against her body or the ideal way to set the wand like Paige, and Sky's queenhood at breast massages was just as true. A smile was hidden by the gag, but Kiersten was in a happy place. The timing of her kidnappers' arrival was perfect, and there was no choice but to surrender. The happy groan led to more blushing and the cutest stir from the captive, and Paige and Sky looked at each other and smiled. The domination now extended to the sexual as well. The captive had been fully subjugated.

No sounds could be heard but the vibrator and the captive's erotic groans. She offered only what resistance was necessary for her own arousal, happy to escape her textbook for as long as Skylar and Paige wished to keep her captive. Skylar was happy to be dominating a TIE sister, both for her own thrill as a dominant and Kiersten's thrill as a submissive. For Paige, the happiness was more strongly rooted in her Little's happiness and being a friend, but there was a distinct joy that came because the captive was her Little as opposed to someone else.

What more could any of them want?

[Lb1900]

Good story, a fun concept and really liked the Tie Handbook.

[AlexUSA3]

Good story, a fun concept and really liked the Tie Handbook.

Glad to hear someone appreciates the TIE Handbook. I put tons of work into the Handbook and the Constitution, too.