Bound to me (F/F)

[Tuna]

Part 1

Slowly my eyes started to flutter open. I groaned and ached as I slowly came to. “Ugh, my head,” I thought to myself. I could tell that I was sitting up, in a chair of some sorts. I could feel this overwhelming sensation of paralysis, I tried to move and I couldn’t. I was fixed in some sort of position. It didn’t take me too long to realize the ropes that crossed over my breasts and legs. I was tied up, and not only that, I could feel something sticky over my mouth. I tried to speak, “mmmph!” was all that came out. Duct tape, I was bound and gagged. The realization hit me and I started thrashing  and struggling like an animal. After a few moments of doing that I realized there was no way of getting out of it. Whoever tied me up did a good job. 

“What happened?” I thought to myself. I was still wearing my green bikini, I could tell because I felt slightly cold. Where was I? I scanned my surroundings and it appeared that I was in my bedroom. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief, at least I wasn’t kidnapped or something like that. Still, I wasn’t exactly in an ideal situation either, even if I was in my own room. I was still a prisoner inside it. I glanced over at myself in the mirror and could see the ropes intricately binding my body. It almost looked pretty with how they were wrapped. A few strips of duct tape had sealed my mouth shut. I slowly calmed down after the initial shock. “Who did this?” I thought to myself. I tested the knots, secure, any slack? Nope, every inch of the ropes was fully secure. Thankfully it wasn’t overly tight or uncomfortable. I was a bit sore, I was sure I was like this for much longer, maybe hours. Either I was a victim of a home invasion or I had one hell of a night. I glanced out the window and could see a beautiful view of a sunrise over the highway. “Well at least I get a pretty view while I am stuck,” I thought to myself. I looked over at my alarm clock, 9 am. Still early, it was Saturday. I tried to think of what happened last night. Friday, I was at a pool party, wearing my new green bikini at one of my girlfriend’s houses. I checked the knots again, still stuck, no slack. Have I introduced myself? In case you're reading this and have no idea who I am, my name is Anne. I am a 19 year old blond girl in college, studying health. I was living in a tall apartment building with my roommate, Sara. Despite having different rooms we didn’t care and would walk into each other’s rooms whenever we felt like it. We knew basically everything about each other from our fun side to our deepest darkest secrets. One of which is a secret interest in being tied up. I had been tied up before by my older sister when I was in high school for my 18th birthday at my request but it was a very light one. Still, I craved the feeling of being totally helpless. Well, now here I was except it was not in circumstances I was okay with. Honestly I wouldn’t have minded waking up like this if I knew who did it. Did she…?

Anyways, I was at the pool with my girlfriends. We were talking about something dumb and had a lot of sugar. Then my roommate had a “brilliant” idea. “Hey, I have some gummies that make you feel funny. Would you like to try them out and play truth or dare?” she suggested. I shrugged, “sure why not.” I took one and ate it. “Alright,” she said, “truth or dare?” “Dare,” I responded. “I dare you to give Tina a kiss.” I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Okay my turn! Truth or dare?” I asked. “Truth,” Sara responded. “Have you ever gone skinny dipping?” I asked. “No,” she responded. “Are you sure?” I asked. She was clearly blushing whenever I asked her. “Oh okay, maybe once. But I was a little kid!” she responded. “What’s the difference?” Tina asked. “I didn’t know any better!” Sara responded. “Alright Tina, ask away,” I said. “Alright Anne, truth or dare?” she asked. “Truth,” I said. “Do you have a fetish?” she asked. My eyes went wide and my face bright red. Suddenly I looked over at Sara who had an awkward smirk on her face. I didn’t answer, I couldn’t. “It looks like that’s a yes,” Tina said teasingly. Suddenly I could feel myself getting very light headed, and dizzy. My speech slowly began to slur. “So tell me Anne, what kind of fetish?” Tina asked. 

It’s all coming back to me! Sorry to interrupt the story. Anyways I remember not being able to control what I said very well and so I just blurted it out, “I…I likee too be tied up!” The two girls laughed and laughed. “Well those edibles really worked for you huh?" Sara commented. “Wait…edibles? Like drugsss?” I slowly asked. “Why…?” I asked again. “I think…I should go…” I said slowly again. I stumbled and somehow put my shoes on while high. “Oh no you don’t,” Tina said, “you’re not going anywhere. You’re not fit to drive.” Sara leaned in, “Anne, do you want me to tie you up right now?” My eyes went wide again. “Tie me up… Uh?” Before I could answer, I could feel my hands being pulled behind me and soft rope getting wrapped around my wrists. I felt my legs being pulled together and also tied. I tried to struggle but I was too out of it and high. “Stooop…Let me gooo” I said slurred again. “I think you should be more quiet,” Sara said. “Wha-mmph?” I was taken by surprise as Tina smoothed out a piece of tape over my lips, she tore another piece and smoothed that on my lips once again. She did this a couple more times, five strips in total. I continued to struggle and moan, “mmph! Grmmph.”  Sara put her finger to her lips, “shh, Anne, no one is going to hear you. Just relax and let this happen.” Suddenly lights went out as I felt a blindfold getting put over my eyes. After that I could feel more ropes binding my body to where I could barely move. “Get her bag and take it with us,” said Sara. I could feel myself getting picked up and placed on a shoulder. What felt like an hour of being carried I was then laid down in the trunk of a car and then shut. Oddly enough I found it to be quite comfortable. As furious as I was, a part of me was turned on. Maybe I was so high that I couldn’t think straight. Slowly I drifted off to sleep and then next thing I know, I wake up in this chair. 

After all of this came back to me I began thrashing again in the ropes, furious that Sara would do such a thing. “Mmmmph Mph Mmph!” I continued in my gag. Slowly I heard a knock on the door. “Hello Anne?” Sara called out. “Mmmph!” I called back. “Haha, just as I like it, still tied up,” she opened the door to find me tied to the chair just as she had left me.

“How’d you sleep?” she asked. “Mmph?” I responded. “Oh, silly me, you want to talk don’t you?” she asked. I nodded. “Well hold still sweetie,” she slowly pulled away at the tape making sure it didn’t hurt me. “Ah, thank you,” I said, “but what the hell Sara!” “What?” she said playfully. “Tricking me into getting high so you could tie me up? How could you think this was a good idea?” I asked exasperatedly. “What are you talking about, this was your idea,” she said. “What? No it wasn’t,” I said. “Maybe you don’t remember, I asked if I could tie you up, and you said yes, you were begging me to kidnap you. We talked about this before too.” I cocked my head to the side, “I don’t recall doing that, but it does sound like something I would say,” I paused, “and yeah I guess I do remember agreeing to this.” “Exactly, so how did I do?” she asked cheerfully. “What?” I asked. “How well did I tie you up?” I tested the knots again, no budging, “yep, I am not going anywhere.” She gleefully clapped her hands and bounced, “yay, I feel like you get out every time I have tied you up but not this time!” I smiled a little, “yeah yeah good job. Are you going to untie me now?” She suddenly turned her head, “what? That wasn’t in the agreement.” I raised an eyebrow, “what agreement?” I asked. “You said I could keep you for the weekend.” My eyes went wide, “for the weekend! I said that?” She nodded, “yep and I am holding you to your word.” I started to struggle again, “that’s not fair, I was high.” “Oh hush,” she responded, "it's not like you don’t want this anyway.” “I do, uh- I mean I don’t, just next time, I would like proper consent.” Sara nodded and then sighed, “do you really want to be untied?” she asked. I nodded, “yes please.” She looked a little disappointed, “fine.” She came over and started to untie my wrists. Funny enough, the way she tied it felt really good and really comfortable. “Actually wait,” I said just as she almost finished on the wrists. Her eyes lit up, “yes?” I sighed, “if you really want to keep me like this as your prisoner, you can.” She jumped up and down again, “yay.” Quickly she retied the wrists back to where they were, fully secure. “I am so glad you said yes, it will be fun.” I nodded and sighed a little exhausted, “yeah.” “But you know what that also means right?” she said with a smirk. “Huh?” I asked. “Open up,” she said. “What do y- mph?” Before I could finish she stuffed a small cloth into my mouth and started to wrap over my mouth and around my head with duct tape. Thankfully she made sure to keep my hair from getting caught.  “Mmmph!” I protested. “There we go!” she said proud of herself, “nice and gagged.” She gave me a small kiss on the cheek, “you're such a good friend.” “Grmmph,” I responded annoyed. “Now you know this does mean I get to keep you like this for the weekend right?” She asked. I nodded, “mm hmm.” She smiled again and ruffled my hair. Then she grabbed a baby monitor and set it up facing me. She pulled out the small screen where she could see me. I gave my eyebrow a raise. “I have to run some errands for a minute, if you need me to come home just call out, okay?” she said. I was a little concerned but then nodded. Just before she left the room she turned on the TV and put on Discovery Channel. “Might as well have something to entertain you while you're here,” she commented. I shrugged and did my best to adjust myself with the limited motion. “Have fun girl,” she said playfully. She shut the door to my room leaving me inside. All I could do was sit and watch tv.