Stories of Tie Up Games

Sabine had mixed feelings about groundskeeper duty. Yes, there were worse jobs on the island, but this was far from ideal. Sure, it presented unique opportunities to please her master, Dilbert, but it also left her looking unattractive to him.

Her current task was the embodiment of said ups and downs. She had taken it upon herself to take the largest hedge she could find, and trim it into a giant sculpture of her and Dilbert together. Such a tribute would greatly improve her odds of being noticed by him, but in the process, she had acquired unattractive cuts on her arms, leaf fragments in her hair, and calluses that not even her gloves and lotion could prevent.

To top it all off, the sculpture wasn’t going too well. It had been quite easy to sculpt herself at first. The leaves mimicked Sabine’s curly, immense hair with great accuracy. However, it was much harder to capture Dilbert’s likeness in a hedge. Sabine was at a loss for how she could portray the perfect complexion of his face, or the divine allure of his body…

God, she loved that man so much! In fact, she owed him everything. Her home, her well being, her very existence! It had been eight hundred and fifty-one days since Dilbert had come across the magic lamp and released the genie within. As per custom, he was granted three wishes. His first wish had been nothing short of brillliant: “Ooh! It would be way cool if I could have my own private island to live on!”

And so the genie had created the soil on which Sabine stood right then, but he wasn’t done there. For the ever ingenious Dilbert had another wish: “I want this island to have everything I could ever want on it, including a harem of totally gorgeous maids that’ll always keep me happy and wanna have sex with me and all that.”

And so Sabine was created, along with a legion of other supermodels devoted to serving Dilbert. Sabine couldn’t comprehend a better life. He was just so perfect! And luckily, this amazing life of her’s would never end, thanks to Dilbert’s last wish: “I wish that this will last forever.”

With that last wish, the genie was free, and Sabine was left to please Dilbert forever. And what an amazing experience it had been so far. Dilbert had been quite lucky that the genie wasn’t the malicious sort that would twist his words against himself. Nor was he a sociopathic genie like that blue monster who created a whole parade of backup dancers, only to mercilessly wipe them from existence once they were done letting everyone know how fabulous Prince Ali was. No, this was paradise with no strings attached.

Well, there was one downside: Dilbert couldn’t have sex with everyone. At, least, not all at once. They had to take turns, and for Sabine, the wait could sometimes get downright painful! What’s even worse is that Dilbert always chose who he wanted, so there was never any guarantee that she would be picked next.

The island’s harem was populated with women of all ethnicities, shapes, and sizes. The only common denominator was their stunning beauty. Luckily, Dilbert was quite the fan of variety. In fact, he would often get bored of the same thing over and over again, but his tastes would change in phases. For a maid to fulfill her deepest desire with Dilbert, it was simply a matter of predicting his next sexual preference.

Not that Sabine could see that far into the future. She was still on groundskeeper duty for the rest of the week, and her odds of being picked would never be great while she smelled like grass clippings. However, she was scheduled to move to the bathhouse shift in two months. The girls there always had a great shot at selection. Until then, all Sabine could do was hope that Dilbert would be pleased by her hedge sculpture.

As she shaved down the mass of twigs and leaves, an unfamiliar voice called out to her. “Excuse me? Groundskeeper?”

Sabine spun her head around to see a slim girl walking across the garden towards her. She had cheerful eyes, and brown hair that nearly reached her shoulders. The brunette called out, “You’re Sabine, right?”

Sabine was perplexed to say the least. What business did anyone have with her? Still, Dilbert didn’t like it when the maids were unkind to each other, so she replied. “Yes, that’s right.”

The brunette smiled and held out her hand. “Hi! I’m Keira.”

Just like that, Sabine remembered this girl. She hadn’t recognized her now that her hair had grown back. Months ago, Keira had attempted to stand out and catch Dilbert’s attention by cutting her hair short. Too late did she realize that her head was not the right shape to rock a pixie cut. She sabotaged herself, and served as an example to the other girls. Sabine had kept scissors away from her hair ever since.

Sabine shook Keira’s hand and asked, “Can I help you with something?”

Keira cleared her throat and held her hands behind her back. “As a matter of fact, you can! I have an idea to get Dilbert’s attention, but I need a partner to pull it off.”

Almost instinctively, Sabine shook her head. Keira’s bold schemes were likely nothing but trouble. Her botched pixie cut was proof enough of that. “Thanks, but no thanks. I’d rather not get involved with any crazy plans.”

“It’s not crazy,” Keira blurted with pleading eyes. “Well, some might call it crazy, but there’s no risk at all for you, I swear! Please?”

Sabine rolled her eyes and sighed. “Fine, I’ll bite. Gimme the details?”

“Ohmigod, thank you!” Keira beamed from ear to ear and shuffled her feet in excitement.

Sabine stopped her with a raised hand. “I didn’t say that I was in. I just asked for the details.”

“Right, cool,” Keira stammered excitedly. “But we can’t discuss this outside. Someone might overhear us and steal my idea! Come with me!”

“Whoa! Hold u--ahh!" Sabine let out a little scream as Keira grabbed her hand and pulled her away from her work. Eventually, she gave in and let Keira fervently escort her to a hut by the beach. Keira’s sleeping quarters, no doubt.
Keira may have earned a reputation as a rather eccentric one, but there wasn’t anything out of the ordinary in her place. A bed, a makeup and hair station, a candlelit shrine to Dilbert, the usual stuff. There was one thing that stood out though. A locked wooden trunk in the centre of the room. Keira motioned Sabine towards it before kneeling down and unlocking it.

Sabine had expected some sort of over-the-top costume, since the latest trend was spicing things up with cosplay, but instead, there was rope. Bundles and bundles of white rope, along with a couple of books. Keira snatched up a book and practically shoved it in Sabine’s face.

“This is what I need help with!”

Sabine reluctantly took the book and flipped through it’s pages. Inside was a catalogue of women tied up with ropes, and step-by-step instructions on how they got there. Sabine shook her head and waved the book at Keira. “Tell me you’re not planning on doing this to anyone?”

Keira shook her head rapidly. “Oh, no! I want you to do that to me!”

“And this is going to work how?” Sabine asked.

“I’ve been researching ways to spice things up in the bedroom, and I came across BDSM. You know it’s actually a really common kink,” Keira asked, with no response. “Anyways, so far as I know, no-one on the island has really dove into rope bondage yet, so if you can rope me up, I’ll stand out like a lighthouse! And if you do a good job, I’ll look damn sexy too!”

“And what if you’re not,” Sabine asked. “What if you get hurt instead, or what if he actually doesn’t like bondage and thinks that you’re freaky? You’ll have shot yourself in the foot again!”

Keira frowned, seeming downright offended. “Okay, you did not have to be that harsh about it. I just haven’t even touched Dilbert in what seems like ages, and I can’t take it anymore! I’ll do whatever it takes, and I’m willing to risk this!”

A feeling of guilt washed over Sabine. The unrelenting lust for Dilbert was something everyone on the island could empathize with. “Fine,” she said. “But what’s in it for me?”

“I’m on laundry duty right now,” Keira explained. “I can work extra fast and leave early to come help you with the garden. And if it turns out that he’s way into bondage, then I’ll tie you up so you can have him too!”

That last part earned Sabine’s interest. A chance to be ravaged by Dilbert himself? It was all she could ever want! And since Keira would be the guinea pig, the risks to Sabine were minimal. One way or another, she would benefit.

Sabine took a deep breath and said, “Okay.”

Keira squealed and hugged her new partner. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

A tad enthusiastic, but endearing nonetheless. Sabine couldn’t help but crack a smile as she gently pushed Keira away. “Alright, calm down, girl. Now, which page did you want to duplicate?”

Interessting Idea! I'm looking forward to the second Part!

“You couldn’t have picked something a bit more straightforward,” Sabine asked after finally getting Keira’s wrists tied.

“This is straightforward,” Keira retorted. “It’s just a boxtie!”

“The book rates it as ‘intermediate’, actually,” Sabine said.

Keira tried her best to cheer Sabine on with her wrists crossed behind her back. “I know you can do it. Just don’t give up!”

Sabine struggled to remember how the ‘ladder tie’ went as she wound the rope around Keira’s chest, above the breasts. “All I’m saying is that there’s faster, easier ways to restrain someone. I mean, wouldn’t handcuffs be just as kinky?”

“Nah, Tanya’s pretty much got that covered already with her police girl costume,” Keira said. “You gotta think two steps ahead of everyone else if you wanna get picked, girl!”

“Sure,” Sabine said, “but you gotta be certain that you’re going two steps in the right direction! For the record, I’m still not too keen about this bondage idea.”

“Well, If you’d gone as long as I have without Dilbert, you’d be thinking outside the box too,” Keira snapped, “It’s not like we can all find a genie of our own!”

Tensions were rising, and Sabine was just about ready to quit. But something stopped her. Somehow during that squabble, she had managed to pull off a perfect ladder tie just like it looked in the book. Kiera’s hands were effectively tied behind her back now, and Sabine had learned an essential shibari technique!

The curly haired maiden decided then that she would at least finish the tie and reap the rewards. She ran the rope beneath Keira’s breasts this time, then moved on to cinching her arms against her body. Not content to end their conversation on such a low note, Sabine spoke up again. “So… what would you wish for if you had a genie?”

Keira answered without hesitation. “To always make Dilbert happy, and have sex with Dilbert all the time.”

“Excellent choices,” Sabine applauded. “But you’d still have a third wish?”

This time, Keira did have to think on it. “Hmmm… I guess free will might be cool.”

“Free will?! Uck,” Sabine cringed. “Why complicate things like that? We were created for a purpose, and we ought to stick with it.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Keira said as Sabine read over the next step. “I guess I just wanted to be more like Dilbert.”

“I can understand that,” Sabine said. Having cinched Keira’s arms, she ran the rope’s end up her chest, behind her neck, then back down under Keira’s other arm. “Although as this point, I’d probably wish for these damn ropes to tie themselves!”

“Don’t worry, Sabine. You’re almost there! I can’t move my arms at all!”

Keira pulled against her bindings, demonstrating that she was really tied up, but that didn’t make Sabine feel better. “Don’t struggle! You’ll loosen the ropes!”

“I doubt it,” Keira said. “You must be close to done.”

“I just need to do two more steps,” Sabine said as she ran the rope’s end around her back and brought it again through Keira’s bound arms, she wound it through the rope that had gone behind her neck. Then, she brought it back behind her and tied it off. The result was a rope triangle over Keira’s chest, pointing down to her cleavage.

Sabine looked at the book, then to Keira. The knots behind her back were a bit of a mess, but the view from the front looked an awful lot like the image in the book:



Satisfied enough, Sabine shrugged her shoulders. “I think that’s it.”

Without a word, Keira scurried over to the mirror and excitedly examined herself. Her jaw dropped and she seemed to love what she saw. Perhaps her excitement was contagious, because even Sabine kind of admired how the ropes pushed her breasts together, perking them up a bit and creating cleavage. Keira had gone for a natural look with her hair and makeup, but that was where her subtlety ended. She had stripped down to absolutely nothing but a pair of laced red panties, leaving her bound breasts on display for all.

“Oh my god, this is great! I’m really tied up! Thank you so much, Sabine.”

“Hey, don’t thank me until it actually works,” Sabine said.

“Right. It’s getting late. He’s probably coming home from either the hammocks or the lounge right around now…” Keira pondered for a moment longer before bolting for the door.

“Wait,” Sabine called out. “Where are you going?”

“Just stay there until I return,” Keira called back. Her voice already a distant echo.

Sabine certainly didn’t appreciate being told to stay, but frankly, her plans were already shot for the night. While Keira was ready to go, she still had to clean herself up before she had any hope of hooking up. And by the time she was done, Dilbert would probably have already chosen someone else for tonight. There’d be nothing left to do but turn in and stare at a picture of Dilbert until she fell asleep.

Sabine glanced at the bondage books, and picked them both up. Reading was a good way to pass the time, but if anything, it was an act of curiosity. What was it about bondage that had Keira sold?

She sat down and skimmed through the pages. Sure, some of the models were pretty, but there were surely better ways to show that off. Partway through her examination, Sabine noticed that nearly a quarter of the book had been marked with folded corners. It seemed Keira had quite a few favourites.

What ultimately caught Sabine’s eye was the more intricate ties. The ones like the diamond patterned karada, or the swirling rope web at least were impressive in their complexity. Perhaps Dilbert would appreciate the effort? They were counterproductive though. A lot of them involved ropes in the groin area, and Keira would need that wide open and unobstructed for her plan to work.

And then she found the elbow bondage section.

Sabine recalled how her boxtie had emphasized Keira’s cleavage, but it had nothing on the elbow ties! For whatever reason, it caused the breasts to stick out better than any pose she had ever taken. Perhaps bondage had potential after all?

Sabine’s rapid trek through the book came to a halt on page eighty-eight. There on display was an image that combined the best of everything she had seen so far. A diamond rope pattern that ran down the arms, binding them together from top to bottom.



It was then that Sabine decided on a new way to pass the time. Grabbing a length of rope, she stretched her legs on Keira’s bed and started to practice on them. Just as it had been with the boxtie earlier, there were difficulties, but this time there was less stress. Perhaps it was because she was alone, or perhaps it was the warm glow of the candlelit Dilbert shrine. Either way, she managed to nail it after some practice.

Sabine removed the ropes, and was just beginning to start over when Keira burst back into the hut. She was sweating, and beside herself with giddiness. Sabine checked the time. It was still way too early. There was no way Dilbert had chosen her. He was a renowned cuddler, and never finished that quickly. She couldn’t have succeeded, could she?

Keira took in a deep breath and nearly shouted, “You’re not gonna believe what just happened!”

“…Well, whatever happened, it didn’t end with you getting untied,” Sabine gestured to Keira’s arms, still bound with rope just as they had been earlier,

“That doesn’t matter,” Keira squealed. “Operation Ropebunny was a success!”

Sabine jolted up off the bed, suddenly tense as a crossbow. “You actually got picked by Dilbert?”

“Huh? Oh, no,” Keira said. “He chose some leggy redhead before I even found him.”

Sabine’s excitement instantly turned to a frustrated rage. “Then how the hell was Rope-Rabbit or whatever a success?!”

Keira cleared her throat and started waltzing over to her bed, so proud and satisfied that she seemed to forget that she was still tied up and naked. “Okay, let me set the scene. So there I was, tired and probably kind of sweaty since I had already visited like four different places without finding him. I mean, who woulda thunk that he’d be at the gazebo so late?”

“Just skip to the part with Dilbert,” Sabine screamed.

“Okay, jeez. So I bumped into him and that ginger skank while I was on the move. They were on they way to his quarters, and and I was about to try the food stand. We all stopped dead in our tracks, and he was totally eyeing me up and down!” Keira fell to the bed and swooned for a moment. “Oh, you should have seen his face, Sabine! I even gave him a boner!”

“You’re sure he didn’t already have that because of the redhead,” Sabine asked.

“I’m positive. Shut up,” Keira snapped. “Anyways, I said ‘hi’, and was all like ‘Umm, hi.”

Kiera didn’t do the best Dilbert impression, but who could blame her? No one could mimic his utter perfection. She went on. “He asked if I needed help, and it was perfect because I totally had a line for that.”

At this point, Sabine was invested enough to sit next to Keira as she told her story. But no sooner had she sat down when Keira stood right back up. She turned to face Sabine with a proud grin spread across her face. “I gave him one of these,” she said as she leaned forward and wiggled her chest around, feigning a struggle against her bonds.

“Uh, Keira, you know that leaning forward with your hands behind your back really only works if you’ve got a bra and a revealing top?”

“Well, I know that now,” Keira said, embarrassed. “So I did that jiggle and said ‘As a matter of fact, I could use a hero right now. You see, I was just undressing when somebody jumped me! Now I’m all tied up, and I need someone to help me finish…”

She beamed at Sabine, waiting eagerly for a response, but Sabine only looked to Keira’s panties. “It uh… doesn’t look like he did that.”

“Well, yeah,” Keira admitted, “but that’s because he already had someone! She started getting antsy, probably feeling threatened, and she pulled him away. Man, I wish you were there! He was so damn intrigued. Tempted, even! We’ve gotta try again!”

Excitement was kind of Keira’s thing, but the tone of her voice was dripping with urgency. So much so that Sabine had to clarify. “What? Now?”

“Yes, now!”

Sabine stood, lifting her hands as though to hold back a ravenous animal. “But you said that he already picked someone else. He’s gonna be tired until tomorrow morning.”

“He’s been known to want more than one go every now and then,” Keira retorted. “And I betcha he’s extra thirsty after that show I put on!”

“You know that you’re probably gonna be tied up outside his house all night, eh?”

“It’s worth the risk,” Keira cried. “Anything for Dilbert! We have to act fast. Over a dozen girls saw me running around like this, so it won’t be long before others rip off my idea. We have to retry, and we have to retry with even more bondage! Oh, speaking of which, can you untie me please?”

Keira turned around showing her back and all its bound ropework to Sabine. Far be it from her to leave Keira hanging, and so she got right to work. “I thought you wanted more bondage. This seems kinda like a step in the wrong direction, wouldn’t you say?”

“No, no,” Keira said. “We just need to try a new position. One that shows me off even more.”

A smile crossed Sabine’s plump lips. “I think I might know just the thing…”

Keira rubbed at her freshly freed wrists and looked curiously at Sabine. She was surprised that the ebony beauty had thought of something before her for once.

“What do you mean,” Keira asked.

Sabine just smiled and said, “It’ll be easier to show you…”

She stepped behind Keira, and tied up a chest harness. Rope ran above and below her breasts, as well as in-between them, lifting up on the bottom loops and cradling her breasts.

“Uh, speaking of steps in the wrong direction, this seems pretty basic, wouldn’t you sa-ahh!”

Keira let out a little cry as Sabine pulled her arms behind her back again and squeezed her elbows together. She tried to look behind herself and see what she could feel, but all in vain. All she could do was feel the ropes coil around her arms right above the elbows, keeping them firmly pressed together. As her neck grew tired, Keira again turned her gaze ahead, and that’s when she saw it.

“Holy crap! My tits are huge!”

Sabine giggled involuntarily as Keira struggled not to jump with joy. “Sabine, you’re a genius! I’m gonna call this Operation Boob-Bunny!”

“Well, at least you told me the name this time,” Sabine said as she wound the rope down to Keira’s wrists. “Maybe don’t share it with Dilbert though.”

Sabine’s practice had paid off, and she was able to effectively bind Keira’s arms using the diamond pattern on the first try. Upon completion, the dirty-blonde damsel scampered to the mirror again, and let out a shrill squeal!

“I love it so much! Sabine, you’re the best!” Keira swayed back and forth, examining herself at every angle. “But we need to go even further. Can you go look in my trunk?”

Sabine’s eyes dropped to Keira’s round butt for a moment before realizing that she meant the wooden trunk with all the ropes.

“Take all the ropes out,” Keira instructed. “There’s accessories underneath them.”

Sabine obeyed, and sure enough, there was an assortment of gags, collars, straps, and other leather bindings.

“I want a ball gag,” Kiera said.

Sabine looked to her with surprise. “A gag?! But that means you won’t get to kiss him!”

For a brief instant, Keira’s sorrow showed itself. She blinked it back and said, “Anything for Dilbert. I want a collar too. A small one so he can still kiss my neck. Ooh, and a leash!”

“Want me to write a list,” Sabine asked as she scooped up all the items.

“Very funny,” Keira said, “Now hurry up and gag me!”

Somewhat ironically, Sabine was quick to obey her captive. Keira opened wide and welcomed the ball between her teeth. Sabine moved behind her and tightened its white straps in place beneath her hair. She then did the same with a white leather collar before moving in front of her and clipping a chain leash onto the small ring at her throat.

Keira did a little nod and mumbled, “ffhnk yoh” before darting for the door. She didn’t make it far, as Sabine grabbed her by the ropes on her back.

“Hold up, girl,” Sabine said as she pulled her back to the mirror. “In case you haven’t noticed, you’re still a sweaty mess from all that running.”

“Mmmnnnnph!” Keira looked at Sabine with pleading eyes, but Sabine wasn't having any of it. She grabbed a hairbrush and brandished it in front of her gagged partner. “At least let me fix that messy hair before you try hooking up with the man himself.”

As eager as she was, even Keira could see that Sabine was right. “Mnn hmm,” she nodded reluctantly.

“Alright, now hold still.”

Sabine spun Keira around, and started working on her back. It was tangled at first, but it didn’t take too much work to get it presentable again. All the girls on the island had been created with superb hair, and Sabine still couldn’t fathom why Keira would risk chopping it down to a couple of inches. Still, she had grown it back into a bobcut that really seemed to suit her.

She spun Keira around again so they stood face-to-face. Keira blinked very slowly as Sabine brushed her hair in front, and there was something oddly attractive about it. What came as an even greater surprise was just how sexy she looked wearing that gag. Sabine couldn’t understand why, but Keira’s lips circled the pink ball in an almost elegant way. Perhaps Keira really had been right about bondage all along. Maybe it really would provide them with the appeal they needed to achieve their dreams…

Once Keira’s hair was up to snuff, they headed back to Dilbert’s palace. Sabine could barely keep up with Keira the whole way. She led Sabine over to a lamp post outside Dilbert’s window. There was a decorative hook just above eye level on the post, which Keira motioned to over and over while making little gagged mewls.

Sabine gave up and shook her head. “I don’t get it?”

“Mmph,” Keira groaned as she leaned forward and dangled her leash around.

“Y-you want to be leashed to the lamp post?”

Keira’s face lit up and she nodded vigorously.

“Um, okay. I guess I’ll just hang back and help you out if he doesn’t come outside.”

Sabine did just that. As she hung Keira’s leash up, she was surprised when the bound girl pressed her gagged lips against her cheek before saying “fhnksh.” A bit awkward, but touching. After all, that was the best thanks one could expect from a ball gagged beauty.

With Keira in place, Sabine threw a pine cone against Dilbert’s window, and ran to cover in the shadows of Dilbert’s trees. This little deal had turned into somewhat of an adventure, but she still wasn’t expecting much. Keira was just standing out in the cold like an abandoned puppy. She couldn’t call out or flirt or anything. Still, Sabine was patient enough to give her a half hour before--

Dilbert came out! Holy crap, it was really Dilbert! Was this a dream?

Sabine covered her mouth to suppress her gasp as sensual tingles swept over her whole body. There he was, in all his glory! And he was smiling at Keira! He looked like he was flirting, but Sabine was too far away to make out his words. She only saw Keira nod to him, and he responded with an even bigger smile.

Sabine’s jaw dropped as she witnessed Dilbert take Keira’s leash, and lead her inside with it. It was really happening! The last thing Sabine saw, was Keira turn her head and throw a wink her way before vanishing behind the ornate wooden doors.

With every Part I enjoy this story more! The light tone the dialogues - the bondage progresses. The legs are missing still though

Oh, they'll get there

Thanks for the feedback!

Sabine spent maybe twenty minutes trying to look through a window to see what was happening, but the curtains had all dropped. Since Keira was clearly taken care of, there was nothing left to do but go home.

Sabine slept alone in her hut that night, dreaming the same dream that graced her every night: Dilbert. The tantalizing brush of his soft stubble against her cheeks, his gentle kisses on her eyelids, the light tug of his fingers running through her hair, and the otherworldly grind of his throbbing, rock-hard--

“Oh, Sabiiiine…”

Sabine jolted out of her deep sleep, but still had a hard time adjusting her eyes. “Mn-wha…?”

“Wakey wakey, sleepy head!”

Blurs became lines, light became tolerable, and a woman entered Sabine’s vision. She was grinning with an uncanny pride, and her hair was unbelievably messy. She kept her hands behind her back, and appeared to be wearing nothing but a men’s t-shirt which fit her like a short dress. Still drowsy, Sabine had to blink a few more times before recognizing her visitor.

“mm, Keira?”

And that’s when all fatigue was ejected from Sabine at lighting speed. “Keira! You’re back! I saw you go inside with Dilbert. What was it like? Tell me everything!”

“Shhhh.” Keira reached out and pressed two fingers against Sabine’s lips, preventing her from shooting any further out of bed. With her hand now in view, Sabine could see her wearing a roll of silver duct tape like a bracelet.

Keira spoke up again. “If I indulge you with the details, we’ll be here all day. It’ll be faster to simply show you…”

Something had changed in her. She spoke slowly and quiet. The bubbly girl Sabine had known was now radiating tranquility. She pulled her other hand out from behind her back, and in its grasp was a bulky coil of rope.

Keira pulled her fingers away and grabbed Sabine’s hand, pulling her out of bed with a forcefulness that caught Sabine off guard.

“Whoa. What are you doing,” Sabine asked. “I haven’t even prettied myself up yet!”

“No need,” Keira whispered as she unfurled the rope with one hand. “I did your hair and makeup while you were asleep.”

“You what?!” Sabine snapped her head towards her mirror. Sure enough, she was all dolled up and looking fine. She recalled the way Dilbert had touched her face in the dream, and in hindsight, it had probably been Keira. It was then that Sabine realized that despite Keira’s newfound nirvana, she was scarier than ever.

Sabine felt Keira grab her arms, but she wasn’t paying attention. Her eye had caught a mistake in Keira’s work. “You didn’t give me any lipstick.”

“It was unnecessary,” Keira said.

Sabine didn’t understand. As she wondered what Keira had meant, a little ‘zip’ rang in her ear and she noticed a feeling of pressure on her wrists. In a scared flinch, Sabine pulled away from Keira and spun to face her. She got away, but a long line of hemp rope trailed her.

She went to move her arms, but found that that was no longer an option. Had Keira seriously tied her hands that quickly?! Once again, the mirror answered her question. Indeed, before Sabine had even collected her thoughts, Keira had crossed her wrists behind her back and lashed them firmly in place.

“Holy crap, that was fast,” Sabine shouted. “How did you do that?!”

Keira answered with a smile as she strutted over and snatched up the dangling rope. “I guess I’m a natural.”

She ran the rope around Sabine’s abdomen before tying it of again at her wrists, pinning them against her back. Sabine found that not only were her hands stuck in place, but she could barely twist and turn them either. They were bound in an X, and they were there to stay.

“C-can we just slow down,” Sabine asked as she watched Keira prepare another rope. “At least tell me your plan?”

“The plan,” Keira said softly. “Is to hold up my end of the bargain. I’m going to tie you up better than ever, and put you on display in the courtyard. Dilbert will wake up with morning wood like he always does, and he’ll give it to you.”

A feisty and somewhat fool hardy plan, exactly what Sabine had come to expect. The courtyard was always crowded with aspiring girls in the early hours of the morn. They all sought to please Dilbert once he got out of bed, but since that tactic was so popular, the odds of being picked from the crowd were never good. Keira certainly had a lot of confidence in her ropework.

“Wait,” Sabine said. “If you’re tying me up better than ever, how come I don’t get any elbow bondage?”

“Oh, please,” Keira scoffed. “Your jugs don’t need any help.”

She moved like a spider webbing up a fly. Before Sabine could think of a decent retort, she was wearing a chest harness. It was simple, but it still framed her bare breasts quite well. Rope ran above and below them before running up and over the nape of her neck, and then back down on the opposite side. It was a lot like Keira’s first boxtie, but without the extra steps. Sabine’s arms were also cinched tight against her sides now, restricting their freedom to nearly nothing.

With the last knot tied, Kiera took a step back. She looked Sabine up and down with a shit-eating grin, clearly loving what she saw. Her look gave Sabine an awkward new feeling that made her want to break free and run away. Instinctively, she tried to free herself, but quickly found that it was easier said than done. That only made her feel worse. It was unlike anything she’d felt before.

“Oh, yeah. Dilbert’s gonna love you,” Keira smirked and reached behind her back. “Now, hold still…”

Kiera reached behind her back and pulled out a black leather collar with a chain leash already clipped on. She sauntered over to Sabine, who tensed up, but didn’t resist as the collar’s cold touch encircled her neck.

“Good girl,” Kiera whispered as the strap was latched tight. Sabine realized then that this new feeling of hers, was helplessness.

Sabine took in a quiet, trembling breath. “So… are we all done?”

“Not by a long shot,” Kiera winked.

“So what’s next the-- Aah!” Sabine yelped in surprise as Keira spun around with leash in hand, giving it a firm tug.

Kiera shot out of the hut with Sabine in tow. The bound ebony woman ran clumsily without the use of her arms, and more than once got another tug from Keira.

“Do you really have to lead me by a leash,” Sabine moaned between breaths.

“It felt pretty good coming from Dilbert,” Keira bragged. “Now come on. Operation Coconuts is underway!”

“Operation Coconuts? What’s that about?”

Keira didn’t answer, she simply tugged again for Sabine to follow her into Dilbert’s courtyard. He almost never got up this early, but there was already a dozen women gathered outside his home. Following the latest fad, some of them had donned sexy costumes, and most of them were lined up along the main door.

The best spots had all been taken, naturally, but Keira was completely unfazed. She led Sabine past the ladies, gathering quite a few stares as they made their way to the courtyard's centrepiece: a massive maple tree with autumn-colored leaves all year round.

Keira brought Sabine to a stop beneath the tree’s thick branches before turning to face her. “It’s called Operation Coconuts for two reasons:”

Sabine flinched as Keira’s hands shot up and playfully pinched at her bound breasts. “For one, your boobies are just that big.”

“And secondly…” Keira paused before letting go and walking over to the tree’s base, where there was a reel with a rope that went up into the tree. Reels were commonly used on the island to lower the bird feeders; so when Keira unreeled the cable and a steel bar adorned with rings and ropes dropped in front of Sabine’s eyes, she was quite surprised.

“…coconuts hang from trees.”

“What did you do with the bird feeder,” was Sabine’s first question.

Keira answered only with a melodic humming as she connected the back of Sabine’s chest harness to the centre of the hanging bar via rope.

“You’re not seriously going to hang me from a branch, are you,” was Sabine’s second question.

Keira’s serene humming continued as she looped rope above Sabine’s left knee. Once the knot was secured, she hoisted it up above Sabine’s waist and tied it off to the left end of the bar. Se then tied off her right leg the same way.

Sabine’s weight was now entirely supported by the ropes she hung from. Her legs dangled off the ground like a capital M. As Keira grabbed some more rope and began tying Sabine’s ankles to her thighs, a third, exasperated question came out. “Are you going to keep humming the whole damn time?!”

Keira’s hums stopped, and her hand shot out at Sabine. Sabine flinched and her eyebrows reached for the sky, but she didn’t scream. The hand pressed firmly over her lips prevented that. Still smiling, Keira put a finger over her lips and whispered,”Shhhh. I have everything under control. Trust me.”

The instant Keira let go of Sabine’s mouth, a flood of questions began pouring out. They were so quick and numerous that Keira couldn’t even answer them if she wanted to, and she didn’t. Instead, she simply rolled her eyes, reached beneath her shirt, and removed her panties.

“It’s hard to trust you while I'm all tied up and suspended like a wind ornament! What if I fall? Isn’t this a little too much anyways? What if he wants to take me inside? What if he doesn’t want to do anything outside like this? Why don’t we-- wait, what are you doing?”

For the first time, Keira answered that question. “I’m going to shut you up.”

She balled up her panties and approached Sabine, Who shook her head and tried to pull away. “What?! No way! You were wearing those! Dilbert might get grossed out!”

Keira simpered. “He ripped these off with his teeth earlier, so I doubt he’ll mind too much.”

Sabine’s jaw dropped wide open. “He what?!”

That was her last question. Keira took advantage of Sabine’s open mouth, and shoved the panties in like a striking cobra. Sabine tried to spit them out, but Keira was too fast. Finally utilizing her tape bracelet, she ripped off a short strip and plastered it over Sabine’s lips. She thrashed her head around and tried to rip her lips apart, but her captor grabbed her by the hair and held her still as she pressed the tape totally down.

Sabine felt her cheeks redden and the feeling of helplessness returned like never before. She was hanging naked in the air with everyone watching while she tasted Keira’s underwear, and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it.

Keira bit her lip and grinned up at Sabine as she pressed two more strips of tape below her flaring nostrils. “God, I like you better already!”

She then got back to work on Sabine’s legs. There was little the bound ebony could do to resist, and in no time at all, her legs were frogtied and spread far apart. This caused her to resemble one of the maple leaves bristling in the morning breeze above her.

Keira began humming again and placed a hand on Sabine’s leg. With a light push, she slowly swung her hanging prisoner around, scanning her work from top to bottom as she spun. Sabine tried to keep Keira in her sight, but couldn’t even manage that. After a complete rotation, Keira stopped humming to fix Sabine’s hair and give her final evaluation.

“I am a genius,” she squealed. “It’s like you were made for this, (and you kinda were). Now, just keep calm, flirt creatively, and he’s gonna love you. Bit of advice: talk through your gag. He loves it.”

Sabine wanted to ask, ‘How does that work if he can’t even understand me?’ but she only made it halfway through the question before giving up. She could only produce a garbled, inaudible mess, and she knew it.

As ineligible as it was, it still drew a giggle from Keira. “Yeah, just like that!”

Keira then hopped up on her tippy toes and gave Sabine a quick peck on the cheek. She whispered, “Good luck, partner,” and then she was gone.

Now left all alone, it donned on Sabine just how many eyes were on her. The crowd in the courtyard had nearly doubled, and it seemed that absolutely everyone was staring at her. She wanted to yell at them to screw off, but that wasn’t an option anymore.

Perhaps Keira was right to believe Sabine would catch Dilbert’s eye. She’d already gathered everyone else’s attention. At least Keira had been right about the other girls ripping off her idea. Visible in the crowd was a handful of women either carrying or wearing handcuffs, and one tanned blonde actually had a bullwhip. Of course, no one was anywhere near as tied up as Sabine.

The women started gathering closer to her, and a buzzing murmur grew throughout the crowd. Sabine felt her cheeks go red as she heard all her companions judging her.

“Look at how her legs are tied!”

“Did she lose a bet?”

“What’s her game?”

“Ohmigod! He’s up!”

That piercing cry sent everyone snapping their gaze up to Dilbert’s window. Sure enough, his silhouette could be seen standing on the other side of the drapes. It was time! Everyone scrambled back to their old places, put on a smile, and struck a pose. Sabine, of course, could do none of the above.

She could feel her legs getting weak. Had Keira tied the ropes too tight, or was she just scared? Well, she was undoubtedly scared, but were the ropes also tight? She breathed deeply through her nose, trying to calm herself down. This was the moment of truth, and she couldn’t afford to start sweating now.

The doors swung open, and there he was.

The hard pounding in Sabine’s chest turned to fluttering, and a flirtatious chorus rose up from the ungagged ladies. “Hi, Dilbert!”

Dilbert barely responded. He was usually polite enough to say it back, but today, he was distracted. His stunning eyes were glued to the maple tree.

Sabine locked eyes with Dilbert. They were so far away, but still as beautiful as ever. Was he excited? She couldn’t tell. He looked a little confused, disapproving even. Scornful! She had gone too far! Of course. She was a fool to have ever trusted Keira! Sabine started to struggle hard against the ropes, but there was no give in them. She squirmed every which way, searching for a weak spot, but she couldn’t--

“Well, hello there.”

Sabine let out a muffled gasp and snapped her head up, coming face-to-face with Dilbert. He was smiling!

The sheen of his teeth was mesmerizing. Suddenly, Sabine wasn’t panicking anymore. She had never met anyone so hypnotically handsome that he could banish the anxiety from her with a simple smile. He reached up and touched her cheek. The contact of his fingers sent out shivers through her like ripples in still water.

“It seems we’ve got a miscreant running around, tying up my girls.” His words were slow and smooth, and his supernaturally erotic voice was music to Sabine’s ears.

She remembered Keira’s advice: flirt with all your might. That was a bit difficult given the circumstances, but she could still bat her eyes. She tried to say, ‘It’s alright. I can still please you like this.’ Of course, not one actual word left her mouth.

Dilbert chuckled before continuing. His hand left her cheek and wandered down to her nipple “But perhaps that isn’t such a bad thing…”

The plucking of his godly fingers was more intense than Sabine had imagined. She flinched and moaned. Barely able to hold herself together, she tried to say, ‘What are you going to do with me?’

Dilbert laughed, and in that laughter Sabine could hear that he was both excited and impressed. Keira wasn’t kidding about his taste for gag-talking!

“It looks like you’re not going anywhere,” he whispered. “But far be it from me to let that ruin your day…”

Sabine’s anticipation grew stronger than her arousal, and that was no small feat. She expected him to continue on her nipples. Wanted him to continue on her nipples. But he was full of surprises. Instead, he winked at her, and lowered to his knees.

“Mmmph?!” Sabine’s eyebrows went higher than ever and she gawked downward.

Right then, she became very aware of just how exposed and vulnerable her crotch was in this position. Dilbert’s nose hovered right in front of her wet pussy, so close that she could feel his breath. The feeling of helplessness came back once again, but it wasn’t alone this time. There was something else there. It was the oh so familiar tingle of arousal, and it mixed with helplessness so well that it formed a something distinct. Something incredible…

Dilbert placed his hands on Sabine’s buttocks, steadying her as he slowly introduced himself. His tongue met her vulva, and it was a match made in heaven.

“MMN!” Sabine’s head shot up and she involuntarily whimpered into her gag. She was so caught up in the moment that she barely noticed the swooning audience that surrounded her.

Dilbert was known to indulge himself in public every now and then, but to go down on a woman so eagerly in public was a rare sighting indeed. The pleasure radiating throughout Sabine was contagious, and every girl who beheld her kinky cunnilingus became instantly wet. Hushed moans could be heard left and right, and some girls even began pleasuring themselves to the scene before them.

Their self-pleasure was nothing compared to the overload of sensation within Sabine. Every notion from Dilbert’s tongue was like a party in her loins. A rapid onslaught of internal fireworks, sizzling with pleasure. Her legs had gotten so weak, but Sabine knew that there was nothing wrong. She now understood the serenity that Keira had obtained overnight. She was there! She was on cloud nine!

Dilbert began circling her clit, faster and faster. Sabine’s pleasure was so intense, she never felt the beads of sweat sprouting all over. Not that that would cool her down. Nothing could do that now. She literally lived for this moment, and the satisfaction was indescribable.

Her pleasure grew and grew like a balloon, and when that balloon burst, Sabine let loose a shrill scream. Keira’s panty gag suppressed it, and her ropes held Sabine in place as she went limp. Weak, sweating, and throbbing in midair, she knew that this moment would stand out forever in her sea of memories.

Seeing Sabine’s climax, the spectators applauded, and Dilbert rose to his feet. On the way up, he threw his face between Sabine’s bound breasts and shook around almost violently. Embarrassed, Sabine guessed that it was mostly done to wipe her juices from his chin.

Dilbert didn’t seem to mind though. He just kept smiling and said, “Ready for more?”

In no possible timeline would Sabine ever say no. Between trembling breaths, she nodded her head and said “Ymphs.”

Her legs were untied, and she was cut down from the tree. Dilbert led her inside to his bedchamber where she was ravaged over and over in so many different positions. It was downright magical!

She fell asleep on top of his chest with his arms wrapped around her, holding her bound hands. Never before had she fallen asleep so easily. As she drifted off to sleep, she knew that no dream could ever match the reality she had just experienced…

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“Dilbert, you were amazing!”

“Likewise, my dear Sabine.”

She had no idea how much time had passed, but she didn’t care. After awakening, Dilbert decided to finally free her. She insisted that he kept the ropes to remember her by, and he was all to happy to take her offer.

Now, he led her outside, with the brunette clinging tightly to his arm. Just like Keira, she wore nothing but one of Dilbert’s shirts. It was no loss for him. He had infinite shirts, but for Sabine, it was a trophy that she would treasure for all eternity.

It was sad that their time together had to end, but Sabine was in fact eager to return to the garden. She now knew exactly how to finish her hedge sculpture of him…

“I love you, Dilbert,” Sabine whispered as she tightened her hug.

“And I love all of you,” he said whilst opening the door. “Your brilliance is why my island will forever remain a para--”

Both Dilbert and Sabine froze dead in their tracks. Their eyes went wide at the sight of the courtyard littered full of naked, bound and gagged women. They were all tied up with every imaginable binding, every possible gag, and every position in the book.

For the most part, they produced a symphony of muffled garbles, but the few that weren’t gagged got the message across just fine. “Hi, Dilbert.”