One Dastardly Christmas (F/FFF)

[AlexUSA3]

Game Night: One Dastardly Christmas (F/FFF)
Friday, December 15, 2023

"You backstabbing nincompoop!" Xandra shrieked when she was thrown to the bull gator.
"Now that is not a nice way to talk about yourself. Tsk tsk," Destiny, the killer, chided her.
"If I get my way, I'm going to hang you from the rafters!" Xandra howled back.
"Yeah, sure, whatevah," my bestie scratched her nose, "Suck my stinkin' socks."
"You're too high strung," I said, sneaking on Xandra as she respawned and slicing her throat in a heartbeat, "You make it too much fun to target you, gang up on you, and outright annihilate you."
"You conniving little…," Xandra let the profanity fly without shame, "If I didn't love you!"

Game night varies around this place, but often the video games are worked into bondage games to give real consequence to fictional actions. It's really awful, but it's so much fun. This story is a story in which I ruled over the roost in my own home and bound and gagged my friends during our normal game night—with a festive twist! A big Christmas tree in the den little trees in each of the three bedrooms showed our collective and individual tastes here in my home. When you agree to play Red Dead Online with us, you're agreeing to a night of hilarious suffering.

My housemates—Felice and Destiny—and I were all lovers of the holiday for different reasons. For Felice and Destiny, Christmas was difficult because they both had lost parents as youths, and some part of them still mourned that loss. Christmas was odd for me because it was, as a kid, the one time of year I really got to experience true joy and love because my parents never wanted me in the first place and thus never showed me much love. Among our guests, Ashley was orphaned by parents who loved her more than could be put into words, and Emilia and Alexandra had fully normal childhoods with loving parents and extended family. On the other side of our screens, the pretty Taylor Zawislak had a loving family who she betrayed by her actions and imprisonment.

During Game Nights, Destiny, Felice, and I sat around a circular table in the dining room that we used as a gaming den, and we had this big microphone that we all used for talking despite having individual cameras used to show our faces. We allowed friends to visit and use the desks in our bedrooms as their own gaming stations so that they could be bound and gagged if circumstances went that way. This is how it's possible for Ashley, Emilia, and Xandra to be in this story.

Our favorite game was Red Dead Online because only there can you hogtie people and let them be eaten by a freaking alligator. It's genuinely awful, but it's so much fun. With the joy of a Christmas theme in the game for December, we couldn't help but go crazy at Christmastime to bring that Christmas murderous cheer into our lives! The developers give us the snow and decor in the game, and we dress in Christmasy outfits and enjoy the light of the Christmas trees. When the goal is to mix tie-up games and video games, we usually have certain rules. Like Taylor does not get to count towards someone's kill count, but she's free to kill us. After someone has bought the farm a number of times, we tie her up. On top of this, Taylor's husband and both Felice's and Xandra's boyfriends were here to add to the chaos, but mens' kills only count when they kill their significant other. All of this occurred to the sound of Christmas classics in the background.

"HA! Take that, peasant!" Xandra crowed when she threw Taylor off a cliff.
"Whoa!" Ashley took feigned offense to that, "Taylor is not a peasant by any means!"
"Heyyyyyyyy!" Taylor laughed into her microphone, "Don't pick on my social standing!"
"BOOM!" A deep, male voice came through her microphone, and a Molotov ended Ashley.
"Damn. They got ya there, girls," Destiny deadpanned and burst into laughter, "HA HA HA!"
"Die!" The angry blonde let out a round into Destiny despite firearms deaths not counting.
"Someone is begging for us to play Xandra Versus the World again," Felice slickly cooed.
"Then let's give her what she wants," Taylor said with a playfully smug grin on her face.
"Merry Christmas, Xandra," I said in a sinister tone that made me sound really naughty.
"You're going to regret wearing your work clothes," Emilia said, studying Xandra.

Felice and I were obviously naughty with how we looked, but the two of us were all the sweetest, most harmless hoodlums you ever saw in your lives. We're the good kind of gangsters now even if Destiny and I were the bad kind of gangsters in the distant past. Our plaid Christmas bandana headbands—mine green and Felice's red, both with black—gave the atmosphere of the two of us being long-time friends. Felice wore a pair of skin tight black jeans, red socks, and red running shoes with hers, whereas I wore green pantyhose and a pair of black combat boots with my tight black denim knee skirt. Felice's red t-shirt was as skin tight as her pants, but my green turtleneck was taped up to reveal my belly and a shiny navel piercing. We were really cute!




Felice and I being a little short didn't deter us. My wavy blonde shoulder-length locks were held back by the scarf, and my blue eyes were as cheerful as ever. Maybe I was 5'4½", but that made me a giant compared to the 5'2" Felice, whose brown hair was also held back by her customary scrunchie. The red elastic kept the wavy hair in a long ponytail, and her brown eyes could blink and instantaneously change from warm, fuzzy, and affectionate to cold, cruel, and dominant.

Destiny deserves mention too because she's such a gangster at heart. She was wearing her white bandana with red paisley patterns. She stood out among us girls because of the red patterns, but the ugly sweater and blue jeans she wore with it give you a microcosm of Destiny Reilly, one of the nicest girls you ever met, one tough cookie, and my best friend. The black ankle boots were a chic touch, especially with her red socks. No doubt about: Destiny was ready for Christmas!

Xandra really had worn her work clothes to the house here, and I already knew how I was going to bind and gag her if I got the chance. No one in the room was actually a provocateur except for the brash young attorney. The black pantyhose, black pumps, and black, tight business skirt gave her the appearance of a professional, and in the courtroom she acted like one too. The Christmas red shiny button-up long-sleeve blouse with its white buttons was appropriate yet seasonal. With a modest height of 5'5", the svelte blue-eyed girl with the long blonde hair was totally gorgeous.

"Ohhhhhhh, Ah-lex-ahn-drah!" Ashley called in a soft, thick French voice, before…
Xandra was eviscerated by being dragged with a lasso through the streets of town, "Butt wipe."

"If this Gangsta Thief ever gets in trouble again, I'll call you for legal help," I said before…
Dropping a hogtied Xandra in front of the train, "You're a little brat, Jackie. You know that?!"

"Yoo hoooo! Alejandra!" Emilia soon taunted in her own soft, thick Spanish accent, but then…
Xandra cursed into her headset while drowning in an icy pond while hogtied. "Coward!"

"Xandra, Merry Christmas, and I love you," her boyfriend said before feeding her to the swine.
Xandra gritted her teeth, forced a saccharine sweet smile, and calmly said "Vince, you're a brat."

"I only do it because we're friends, ya got it?" Destiny explained her motives before…
Using dynamite to amputate Xandra's legs. She shrieked, "You cocky Jersey thug!"
"Oh, Xandra," Destiny put an affected hand to her chest and feigned shock, "I'm hurt by that!"

"And this one's for the right to bind and gag you," I joyfully called into the microphone as I…
Shot a hole in the bottom of the boat where Xandra was hogtied, "OK, that one was clever."

Alexandra pushed the desk to roll herself backwards. There was a look of insufferable pleasure on her face that said we'd fallen for the oldest trick in the Cool Girls' Club unofficial Notebook of Rope Bunny Behavior. The smile was as saccharine sweet, and the giggles that emanated from the doomed lawyer's mouth confirmed that she had deliberately gone for the shrill, profane behavior to egg us into ganging up on her so that she'd be eliminated more quickly.

Moments like these are funnier when you realize that all of us only have the computer cameras to see one another. Granted, Xandra is sitting in my bedroom at my desk, which meant I could hear her laughter emanating through the walls to the gaming den. Ashley smirked and shook her head at Xandra; Emilia giggled; Destiny howled in boisterous laughter; I simply laughed; Felice took a deep breath, crossed her arms, and leaned back in her chair; Taylor laughed halfway between my controlled laugh and Destiny's howling. All the while, Xandra sat there with a childish grin.

"I think pantyhose is what Xandra needs." I smiled and rolled over to a plastic tub in the corner.
"There should be a dozen or two of green in there," Felice said with a playful sadistic grin.
"Oh, look at this," I said, holding the packages up and rolling back to the camera, "Ladies?"
"Oooooooh, I love it!" Xandra rolled right up to her computer again, "They're so cute!"
"Well, now you have to do it, or you're a bad friend, Jackie, " Destiny teasingly warned me.
"She is right, although I'd enjoy a pantyhose captivity," Ashley spoke, and her big brown eyes glowed at the mere thought of it, "I promise that I will not lose on purpose unlike Alexandra."
"Thank you!" Taylor cooed into the microphone, "It's normally more fun when you lose for real."
"Oh, I agree," the jubilant Xandra explained her actions, "I couldn't waste the opportunity."

I walked into my bedroom and smiled at the little tree in the corner to the left of the desk. There was comfort in finally having a place that was home, that was truly mine, and having things the way I want them to be. Can you hear that sound? No? Too bad, because in my mind I can hear the sounds of Xandra's heels while she hops around the bedroom and maybe even other parts of the house. Maybe she'll go make a cameo on Emilia's camera or join us in the gaming den.

"Bring it on!" Xandra stood up with her back to me and her arms behind her back.
"Classy bondage for a classy girl," I said with a wink to our friends through the microphone.
"Would you like someone's socks, your hose, my hose, or some other stuffing?" I asked her.
"As humiliating as the socks are, I'm going to ask for a sponge and tape strips."
"The gag talk will be loads of fun either way," I quipped, "Oh, wait, you get loads from Vince."
"If my wrists weren't tied—" Xandra started, but then shook her head, "You got me, Jackie."
"Mmmmmm!" Emilia's brown eyes glazed over at the pleasurable thought of her husband…
"Snap out of it, Millie!" Destiny ordered like a drill sergeant, "Attention! No bl-wj-b fantasies!"

Soon, I had a clean, jumbo, yellow sponge filling Xandra's mouth to the brim and strips of white duct tape with forest green Christmas wreaths and red ribbons on it sealing her lips. There was something adorable about the look of the white decorated tape with the green pantyhose peaking out from under it. The lawyer's blue eyes had a Christmas joviality in them, assuring me she was happy despite having arms tied together on either side of her elbows. Four leg bonds—ankles, below the knees, above the knees, and below the waist—and pantyhose both wrapping around Xandra's torso above and below her boobs and at her waist and pinioning her arms to her torso finished the decorative captivity. Said ankle tie was also cleverly wrapped into Xandra's heels and wrapped around her feet so she couldn't slip her shoes off. I unbuttoned her blouse enough to be able to pull it aside and show her red bra while keeping some of her dignity intact.

When I left the room, Xandra was sitting on the chair at my desk, and she batted her eyes in true damsel-in-distress fashion and gave some exaggerated, pitiful, muffled pleas for help. Little did I know at the moment that she was only my first captive of the night. Soon, the rest of us were back to free roaming massacres, but we eventually heard the distinctive sound of heels clacking on the cherry wood flooring. I looked at Xandra's camera—yes, we left her camera going—and saw that she was missing. Listening allowed me to figure out where in the house she had gone.

"Well, hellll-lo, madame!" Ashley soon said from Felice's bedroom, "Please, come in, Xandra."
"Mmmmm!" Xandra hopped into view and sat down on the bench Ashley was using as a seat.
"Oh, look, everyone!" Ashley's brown eyes beamed, "I have a cuddle buddy."
"Hmmmm!" Xandra sat up to her full height, which wasn't shabby against Ashley's 5'7".
"Someone's trying hard to be cute and likable all of a sudden," Destiny playfully teased Xandra.
"Don't turn your back on your enemies," Felice cooed, tossing a lasso to drag Destiny to death.
"Why ya little backstabbin' snake! Ah'm gonna gitcha fer this!" the big Jersey girl pinky swore.
"You do that, Destiny. You do that," naturally, Felice accepted such a challenge.
"And when I gitcha, Ah'm gonna put my cheesy socks in yah mouth. Let it snow, toots!"
The dominatrix sarcastically nodded her head. "Yes, you do talk as big as your tits are."

There's something delightfully relaxing about riding a horse through the snowy countryside with the lingering dread that I might get poached by a pursuer before I can poach the person that I am pursuing. Really, it's thrilling, like the good kind of heart racing. You wait, and then you empty a round into Ashley's kneecap. Then, it's easy to hogtie her, take her a mile away, and throw her off the cliff. Ashley was perilously close to an awful fate, with only two kills left before she'd be next to be bound and gagged. I looked at her camera to see her let out a long sigh while smiling and saw that Xandra was no longer sitting next to her.

My ears perked up to listen for that distinctive click-clack sound of Xandra hopping and heard an extremely faint sound that suggested she was approaching Destiny's bedroom, where Emilia was sitting. Soon enough, Xandra soon appeared next to Emilia and gave us a gag talk greeting that sounded was audible as "Hello!" Can friends ask for more from a friend who was triple-dutying as friend, playmate, and attorney-in-distress? How about being a toy for Emilia while she waited to respawn? Emilia pinched Xandra's nose shut! Xandra shrieked, swatted Emilia's cruel hands, wagged a disapproving finger, and tried to squeeze Emilia's nose, only to get sent away.

"Are we having fun yet?" I heard Ashley ask in a sweet, friendly voice, just before…
Destiny became the nail for Ashley's hammer, "Gosh, Ashley, what did they teach ya in juvie?"

"Mr. Colin Jones," Felice cooed at her boyfriend, "It's a pleasure to meet you," before she…
Tackled him so they both flew off a mountain pass, "Felice, baby! I love you too!"

"Oh, Taylor, this is such a pleasant surprise," Emilia watched with amusement while…
Taylor set her hogtied body on fire, "It's really the least I can do for you as a friend."

"Hell-oh!" Xandra watched in eager anticipation, now standing by my computer, as I…
Used a hatchet to incapacitate Ashley and turn her into wolf meat, "You love dogs though!" as…
Ashley let out another long sigh, "Well, that's it. I'm out. Make sure I am unable to escape."

Now I finally get to tell you about the amiable, quiet French lady! Ashley has an unusual sense of fashion that's timelessly secretarial and, in this case, influenced by the occasion. Her bandana headband is always present in a color or pattern that matches the outfit, like classic white paisley. A tight red ankle skirt and a green turtleneck sweater are what we expect of Ashley. Green knee length socks are unusually accompanied by red canvas sneakers she chose for comfort. Exiting the lobby to capture this sweet, gorgeous young woman was always worth the time!

As long as the bonds are strong, Ashley will enjoy herself. She's most content when she's being tested in some way, whether by endurance (like a strappado), patience (like waiting for cuffs to be unlocked), resistance (like an escape challenge), or something else of the kind. Tonight feels like a night for something inescapable but not torturous since she's mostly interested in captivity. That sounds like the kind of occasion in which I break out the Irish 8 handcuffs for her wrists.

"Oh, Jacqueline," she says my name with a deep, but platonic, affection, "Thank you so much."
"You are most welcome," I say before peering into her camera, "Moonlight has arrived!"
Destiny laughs into the microphone, "Sure, Gangsta Thief. Ya look like one of Santy's elves!"
"Aww, Destiny, you say the sweetest things!" I fired back and flashed a pair of hinged handcuffs.

The hinged cuffs—called Hamburg 8's—are like the Irish counterpart but have the hinge, which makes them good—in my opinion—for elbow bondage of equivalent rigidity to the wrists. The cuffs were to keep Ashley prisoner against the brown sisal ropes I used for the torso. A tight and sturdy harness and a waist and crotch rope under Ashley's skirt keep her arms tightly in place. I wrapped 2-inch wide Christmas green electrical tape around her thighs to encase them. To keep things varying, I used thick white zipties just below Ashley's knees and at her ankles to bind her lower legs together.

Lying Ashley down on the bench allowed me to rope her to the bench, and I tied her down at her armpits, at her waist, and at her knees, with the knee and armpits combining to prevent her from shifting her body. I cleverly hogtied her from her ankles to her elbows so that the hogtie did one and only one job: keep her imprisoned. I blindfolded her with a red bandana before using a head harness with a big white ball gag to silence her. Since I positioned her head to be over the floor so her drool would go somewhere, I ran a rope from the harness to her ankle zip for support and another way to restrict her movement. It looks really awful at a distance, but it's so much fun to set this up for somebody or to be the one experiencing it!

"Hmmmm hmmm hmmmmm!" Xandra scared me by suddenly making her own observations.
"Gah! How long have you been there?!" I jumped 6 inches into the air and turned around.
Xandra shrugged her shoulders. "Gmmm hmmm!" Then she turned around and hopped away!
"Mmmmmmm!" Ashley expressed her pleasure while I adjusted the camera so we could watch.
"You have made that girl very happy," Felice said in a kindly voice.
"Hell-oh!" Xandra appeared on Felice's camera this time after a period of hopping heel clacks.
"Hi, Alexandra!" Taylor smiled brightly for the joyful, bouncing captive, "You seem happy!"
"Mmm hmm!" the lawyer nodded her head and hopped away with more clacking sounds.
"How can she be so happy when that sponge is so freakin' big?" Destiny rhetorically asked us.
"She even changes from a foul-mouth to an angel in a heartbeat," Felice shook her head.
"Hell-oh!" Xandra once again showed her face on Emilia's camera.
Emilia snatched Xandra and began smothering her. "She wants more nose squeezes."
"GMMM!" The captive broke Emilia's grip, flipped her off, and tried grabbing her nose again.

Then that best-friends-forever power united me and Destiny against Felice.

"Felice, I just want you to know I love you!" I said with true affection mixed with cruelty as I…
Used Felice as a human shield during an encounter with Colin, "Jacqueline… you sly devil!"

"If you weren't our friend, we wouldn't have cosigned a lease with ya!" Destiny laughed before…
She put a hogtied Felice down in a campfire, but Felice laughed. "Is it just me, or is it warm?"

"Take that, Gangsta Rogue," I laughed before abandoning a helpless, hogtied Felice…
To become a grizzly's supper, "Well, thank you, my friends, but now I'm out of this game."

"Jackie! Ya stole my girl! Bahahaha!" Destiny threw her head back in laughter.
"I don't want to steal your fun! C'mon!" I rolled my chair to the bin, "Let's use some more hose!"
"Ya do that," Destiny took off her ankle boots, "Ah'm a little busy at the moment."
"Hell-oh!" Xandra returned to the den since her other options were to be with Ashley or Emilia.
"Hey, Xandra, wanna help us tie up Felice?" The brash Jersey gangster taunted Alexandra.
Xandra made the funniest scowl that could be seen despite the gag. "Hmph! Nah hunny!"
"Eat up honey," Destiny stuffed her socks into Felice's mouth, "Move it, Jack! Let's tie her up!"
"Gmmmmmmm!" Felice howled into the socks in mock shock, as if she didn't see this coming.
"Naah, nah, na-nah naah!" The sponge gagged lawyer taunted Felice.
"Mmmmmmmm," Ashley squealed with frustration into her headset.
"Someone sounds very happy," Emilia remarked with a wry smile, "And someone's in trouble."
"We're weird but funny girls," Taylor laughed a little bit as she said the words, "Yeah, weird ."
Destiny shook her head at that. "Nah, the only thing that's weird here are my socks. Yummy?"

I probably used too many pairs of pantyhose in binding Felice, but I had so much fun doing it to her. I tied her arms together four times—wrists, forearms, and above and below her elbows. My eagerness got the best of me because I tied her thighs and legs together three times each. Several layers of cleave gag, like 9 or more, arose from another pair of pantyhose, and Destiny and I tied pantyhose around her body above her and below her boobs, making a V between her boobs, and cinching through her armpits, all like a harness but with three pairs of pantyhose instead of one rope. We even made a waist and crotch rope out of a pair of pantyhose. A seven layer pantyhose cleave gag like Xandra's and and strips of the same Christmas tape ensured that Felice wouldn't be saying anything until we released her. Stretchy, wonderful pantyhose bondage is really fun!

Then we remaining girls and the boys decided that we were done with the bondage and would be engaging in classic free roam murder sprees for the rest of the night. Felice was helpless against the pantyhose that bound her as tightly and roughly as twine but as softly as a scarf. Alexandra's bubbly happiness was contagious and made us all smile. Ashley's quiet, helpless squirming only was punctuated by occasional grunts of struggle while she drooled all over the floor; the bench and cuffs held her rigidly in place.

Xandra hopped in her clacking heels until she was standing next to me. "Hell-oh!"
"Just in time," I said with a laugh before blowing off Vincent's head, "Just for you, my sweet!"
"NOOOOOOO!" The courtroom star hopped up and down at her boyfriend's fictional demise.
"Gmmmmmmmm," Ashley occasionally squealed while enjoying her bondage.
"Nothin' like a little dynamite to say 'Merry Christmas,' toots," Destiny dismembered Taylor.
"HMMMPHH!" Felice fought against the pantyhose that bound her quite tightly.
"It is so peaceful in here, now," Emilia said, "It really feels like a Red Dead Christmas."
"Mmm hmm!" Xandra nodded in agreement and hopped over to Destiny's space, "Hell-oh!"
"Gosh, I love this girl sometimes," Destiny effortlessly held Xandra and squeezed her nose.
"Grrmmph!" Unlike Emilia, Xandra was going to need to work to escape Destiny's strong grip.
"Millie, Xandra, you like being in a room with ex-cons?" Taylor teases us about our pasts.
"Honestly, when I was in juvie," I paused for a moment, "I never imagined myself having friends let alone meeting girls like Felice and Destiny in there or girls like Xandra afterwards."
"Yeah, when you're inside," Destiny grew pensive, "You see yourself as hopeless and worthless."
I'm glad we're friends!" Emilia spoke up, "All you are precious. Incarceration doesn't change it."
"OUCH!" the big Sicilian retired gangster yelped when Xandra pinched her.
"MMMMHMMM!" Xandra, breaking free of Destiny's grasp, and agreeing with Emilia.

That was the best statement anyone made that night, and we'd all been removed enough from our criminal pasts to believe it was true. When you're inside and during your first few years outside, compliments seem dubious, manipulative, or forced. You don't believe in your potential even as you say so with your lips. There, with the sounds of Ashley's sighs, Felice's struggles, Xandra's hops, video game assassinations, and Christmas music… I was happy.

And I will see you in my next story!

[LunaDog]

I'm not so sure about the saying 'honour amongst thieves,' how about bondage fun instead? A Christmas not to be forgotten in a hurry!

[Caesar73]

Quite the Christmas Celebrations!