Part 1
It was Wednesday night at Hanna's house. Our weekly girls game night here had become a ritual for the last year, as our boyfriends went off to do whatever it is boys do. Football. Drinking. Planning to take over the world. You know, boy stuff. Meanwhile we got to have fun. The rules were simple: every month the game was changed and one of us got to pick which in rotation. This was my month so I chose chess. I’m really good at it! The catch was I had to play the first game of every evening and the loser of that game would be tied up for the rest of the evening and...erm “entertained”... wouldn’t want them to get bored would we?
Looking down at the chessboard I felt butterflies in my stomach and a sudden dryness in my mouth. “This can’t be happening,” I thought, “I don’t understand what's happening”. Kasia moved her Queen's knight forward and I looked on with interest and confusion… What was she doing? I’d never met Kasia before, she was a friend of Claire's who’d been introduced to us all this evening.
I’d been surprised that she asked to play first until Claire assured us she fully understood ALL the rules. The way she had smiled at me ought to have given me a heads up I supposed given how I was clearly out of my depth here; Claire had brought in a ringer!
Hanna's hands fell on my shoulders and she gently dug her thumbs into them, leaning in to me. “You got this babe,” she murmured in my ear. I smiled back up to my best and oldest friend, meeting her brown eyes and focused back on the board. I selected a pawn and moved it forward so that it blocked a potential place my opponent could move that knight.
Kasia moved her queen, surprising me and then she announced “Checkmate in three moves”. I felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over me! How? Where? Frantically my eyes roved the board. What was she talking about? I looked up again into Kasia’s eyes. The flat brown eyes held nothing, her poker face perfectly still expressionless. I can't read anything of what she was thinking. It had been like that all night and as we continued to stare into each other's eyes I felt my anxiety rising. I wanted to be sick.
Gulping, I looked down to the board again. “Where is it? Where's the move? How?” I desperately asked myself. “Has to be that queen into a knight guarded position. Ok, block the queen.” I moved a bishop back from its attacking position and blocked a square the Queen would have been able to goto. Now if it did I could take it with my bishop…
Kasia moved a pawn forward, as beside her Claire seemed about to wet herself with glee. A small girl with big blue eyes and blond hair, Claire had been upset by my game choice last week. Well it was better than her stupid Monopoly. That game takes all night! So she had challenged me and lost last week heh.
Took it really badly too! She spent the entire week avoiding me, and hadn't replied to any of my texts. I was worried she might not show up tonight and I was planning to ask Hanna for help making it up to her. Until she showed up with her work friend and a big bag of “toys”.
Kasia's queen swept across the board. “Check” she announced. A sudden surge of panic swept through me, “No. No no no. This can’t be happening,” I thought I felt my chest tighten and I couldn’t breathe. I’m trying to run through the drills in my head. Can I take the queen? No, I moved that bishop. Can I block the queen? No. Can I move my king? YES! Where to. There's only one square. Ok. It's going to be ok. I move my king looking up into Kasia's pitiless eyes.
She's staring at me like a desert snake regards a small terrified rodent. Moving her Knight she declared “checkmate” as Claire's delighted squeal filled the room and reaching into her bag she pulled out… a feather? A long white feather that she just held it up for me to see with a big evil smile.
“Right Marie you know the rules: strip down. You lost babe.” Hanna said briskly, looking over at Alison “White or Black Ali?”. “Oh can I take black please? I’ve got a new chess book called the Sicilian defense and I’ve been practicing all week” I’m not sure why, but she was unusually excited which is strange. Alison is terrible at chess and never showed much interest in it. If I’m being honest I always thought she was only coming along to be in with the group. Maybe what happened to Claire last week and was about to happen to me was the proverbial kick up the butt she needed to really engage?
As I reluctantly took off my black hoodie, pulling the black t-shirt underneath with it and unbuttoning my skirt letting it fall to the ground. I looked up as Hanna and Claire dragged the sun lounger from the corner of the room into a more central position.
A rectangular metal tube frame with blue fabric across, it was in 3 parts angled 45 degrees up, flat and 45 degrees down, so anyone lying on it would still be able to see what was going on and.. “All of it Marie '' Hanna snapped her fingers at me “we haven’t got all night”. Sighing to myself, thinking let's just get this over I took off my bra and then my panties. I’d worn them clean tonight, just as a precaution. I handed the panties to Claire while Hanna took a firm grip on my arm and led me to the sun lounger.
Tying my hands above my head she welded each wrist to the top corners of the lounger, wrapping the rope down each forearm to my elbow. “Great, she's practicing her shibaru.” I thought, “Never one to miss an opportunity huh?” I muttered which earned me a wink and smile. With that Hanna started on each knee bringing them to the sides holding my legs spread and began to wrap them down the tube all the way to my ankles.
Leaning in to me Claire snapped two fingers on my nostrils pinching them closed and as my mouth opened pushed my panties into my mouth as per the rules, following them up with a small 1.75” ball gag that slipped in behind my teeth holding everything nicely. As she tightened the straps I gave an experimental mmpgh to see if I could communicate, but I was pretty much unintelligible. Then I heard her whisper in my ear and it sent a chill through my spine.
“Remember what you did to me last week sweetie? I do and I’ve been planning all week what I'm going to do to you while our friends are playing that stupid game you're so proud of yourself about. You know 1600 mmr isn’t that good right?” *Mmpgh* “Who do you think bought Alison that little book that she's going to be distracting Hanna with all night?” mmppgh? “Right now though you're probably wondering about that taste in your mouth hmmn? I switched your panties for mine and I’ve been wearing them all week just for you. Isn’t that thoughtful of me?” mmpghh! “I went jogging in them, to the gym wearing them, I edged myself in the bathroom at work and then wore them all day so the juices would really work their way in you know sweetie? I even slept in them and I did all that for you!” mmmmpppghh “oh you don’t have to thank me darling, it was my pleasure!” MMMPPGHHHH!
Hannas head snapped up “what is it Marie? Don’t tell me you need the bathroom?” Shaking my head I pleaded with Hanna with my eyes, trying to convey what Claire had just so spitefully told me with a long mmmmppghhh. Hanna just narrowed her eyes at me “you lost Marie now it's time to pay the piper. Nearly done here and… Alison can you set up the board please? I’ll be right over.”
As I settled into the bonds I would be in until tomorrow morning, the taste of Claire's revolting panties started to mingle with my saliva. I looked up and saw Kasia walking over as Claire went to retrieve her bag. She stood at the end of the lounger hands held together in front of her legs and just gazed into my eyes. That same expressionless poker face, the stare that revealed nothing. Peering into my soul and judging me. As over a minute passed in silence my anxiety grew, my inability to read her thoughts making me more nervous. This taste in my mouth really started to creep into the back of my throat and added to my distress.
As a helpless tear welled up in the corner of my eye she finally spoke, "You play well today. When you have learnt more we play again yes? but not here" With that she turned on her heel, walked over to the chair where her coat was draped and put it on. Claire looked at Kasia with surprise “you're leaving?” as Hanna and Alison looked up from their game.
“Yes,” replied Kasia, “I go now. I do not like this game you play.” With that she walked to the front door, gently closing it behind her as she disappeared into the night.
An awkward silence filled the room for a moment, broken by Hanna looking at Alison and saying, “your move babe.”
Claire seemed unphased by the departure of her friend though, strolling over with the “bag of goodies” she had threatened me with earlier. “I’ve got a treat for you Maire” digging into it, "It's not quite what you did to me last week, but it will do for me”. So saying she produced a pack of 100 wooden clothes pegs. “Mmmpghhhh!” Wide eyed I shook my head at her as she smirked and rolled a finger around my left nipple. “Oh relax you cruel slut.”
Slapping my breast hard, a muffled squeal forced its way past my gag and she resumed teasing my nipple. “Unlike YOU I know how to apply a nipple clamp to NOT cause the maximum amount of pain and discomfort. You see sweetie you're supposed to apply it just behind the nipple; like this see?” as the clothes peg hit down behind my perky left nipple I saw what she meant. Gripping the base it wasn’t anywhere near as painful as I thought it was about to be, but it still let rip a spike of flame through my chest. Like a hot needle it burned, making me whimper. Holding my eyes with her glare she snarled “See?” I nodded reluctantly and my head dipped in shame. I deserved what was happening next.
Slowly working her hand around my right breast she held its warm mass up against gravity, slightly squeezing, kneading away. Dam it felt good. I could feel myself warming up as she teased the nipple and gently applied another peg to it. “Only ninety eight more to go sweetie” she cooed at me as I moaned once more through the gag.
On it went the gentle strokes, the kneading and the application of pegs first to one breast then the other. She started in small circles around the nipple, then in larger concentric circles until finally all 100 pegs were on my breasts. With each one I felt the fire, slowly fading with intermittent spikes of pain like someone was pushing needles in and out of my breasts. As the number of pegs grew so did my distress as the heat and the pain grew to be nearly unbearable. Desperately I tried to not sob into my gag as I knew that once tears started to flow I would risk blocking my running nose. “Can’t ever cry into a gag, my girl,” I told myself.
“There!” Claire beamed, running her hands down my body and then back up, before standing up and gazing into my eyes again. “Remember last week what happened next?” she enquired mischievously. “Well it's happening again! You're really very good at that aren’t you? Now let's see how you like it!” I moaned again, dreading what was coming. Mpgghhh.
Claire bent her legs between my legs and I hung my head knowing what she was planning next. “Damn it Marie, why did we take it that far? It was supposed to be fun… ohhhhhh…” my thoughts interrupted as I felt her tongue begin its work. She started slow as I had done, crisscrossing around the hood of my clit and labia, but soon she settled into my clitoris. If I’m being judgemental, a little quicker than I had done with her, but I guess she had spent a week fantasizing about this so I couldn’t blame her.
“Remember this little trick you taught me sweetie?” she cooed as she began to spell out the alphabet on my clitoris. I whined as the A was formed and pulled against Hanna’s ropes but there was no give in them and as they held me still I endured three rounds as the little bitch dotted every I, crossed every T and slashed every Z (most unfair! I didn’t do that last to her!). At the end of the third round she settled back on her heels and smirked up at me, admiring my dripping pussy so close to the edge. Then standing up and looking me straight in the eye she laid three hard smacks straight onto my pussy.
“MMPGHHHH!!!” looking into her laughing eyes through my unshed tears I pleaded with her and saw nothing but scorn as she asked me “ready to go again dear?” down she went, sparing only a moment to flick the tip of my clitoris with two fingers. The resulting spasm made me shudder so hard two pegs bounced clear of my tits, fiery needles running through my core as I once again submitted to her cruel tongue. My passions rose, contrasting with the fire in my breasts like sugar and spice. Pain and pleasure. A delicious combination that increased my excitement while denying me its fulfillment.
Again she attacked my ladyhood and as she wrote out the second round of three alphabets I swear she slowed down and took her time. I started to drift away to the sounds of Alison's excited chatter and Hanna’s amused replies fading away into a background of Claire's slurping and my whimpers.
The slaps to my pussy roused me from my fugue, “Oh did I wake you?” Claire mocked me maliciously. “Let's make sure you're up shall we?” bending into she bent an index finger and flicked the tip of my clit three times causing a wail so loud it caused a pause in the conversation at the chessboard, but as the conversation resumed I gazed miserably up into Claire's wickedly amused gaze. “Ready to go again sweetie?” she asked. My miserably shaken head only made her laugh as she went down on me for the third time.
Slowly I felt some of the pegs on my breasts sliding clear, each one a little spark of agony in a backdrop of frustration. Claire had clearly taken last week to heart and her diligence would have been admirable under any other circumstances: she was truly putting her all into torturing me. Each lick was controlled, its speed, the little flourish at the end, I had taught her to do this. She’d learnt this from me. My moans, my head tosses, my struggles had all faded now exhausted against Hanna’s ropes. All that was left was the sweat soaking my body and rolling in threads from my scalps into my eyes.
Claire looked up at me again, she seemed tired now as the hand slaps slammed down on my pussy. I saw the drools of saliva from her chin and she gave me a wan smile. “Not as easy as I thought,” she said, “you really put some work into it didn’t you?” All I could do was moan and plead with my eyes, but before she saw that she was gone again. My back arched as once more she attacked my soul with that evil wicked tongue.
Once more she wrote the alphabet on my clitoris for a tenth, an eleventh and a twelfth time. As the last I was dotted I gasped, the last T crossed I moaned, the end in sight. Finally with the last Z a shudder wracked my body as I slumped exhausted, my body soaked and shining in sweat. Claire slowly raised her head up to meet my gaze, looking wide eyed at my soaked pussy spasming, soaked, attempting to cum of its own accord. “Wow…” she said, “you're so close. You don’t even need to lube you do I?”
Hanna sharply looked up at that and stomped over to us. “What's this about no lube?” she demanded, snatching my dildo from Claire. Her eyes looked up my body taking everything in, the puddle beneath my pussy, my breasts and finally the tears in my eyes. I saw her eyes dancing with fire, a rising fury building in her and I can count on the fingers of one hand the times I have ever been so attracted to someone.
Her anger was hidden in her voice though, just sympathy and compassion were there as she gazed deep into my eyes. “Marie honey do you want to welch?” Just like that, there it was. That's my choice: I love Hanna, she would untie me right now, but then what? Welching on a forfeit. My sense of shame rose up. I would never be able to face myself if I let Hanna down that way. A girl is only as good as her word and after that how could Hanna ever trust me again to honor my commitments? I’d never be able to play with the girls again. Sure I’d be welcome to hang out with them, but I’d be an outsider and not someone to be trusted. I would be all alone.
There really was no choice as I inhaled sharply through my nose, blinked away my tears and firmly shook my head. “That's my girl,” Hanna winked at me. Lubing up my dildo in front of me she gently placed it against my pussy and I moaned as she slid the tip of it inside. Watching her growing smile as she gently pushed it in and out, each time a little bit deeper, always making sure I was wet and not in pain. Oh if I have to be helpless let it be with Hanna. Finally it was pushed home filling me and the strip of medical tape holding in it and covering my aching clitoris was applied. No orgasms for me tonight and wow I’m so close to my edge.
“Ok you girls have fun,” Hanna glowered at Claire, then went back to her chess game. Looking over at Claire she looked angelic you could almost see the halo. Then with the sweetest smile she moved her arms from behind her back and showed me that long elegant feather. It was going to be a long night…