VRX 9000: Sex Games / Chapter 2: Tied Up
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VRX 9000: Sex Games
Kimberly's Demise: Chapter 2
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Rachel leads Kimberly into her room and half-way closes the door behind the two. Kimberly looks around with an obvious look of disgust. Rachel's room is a mess and it is small. Half the room is filled with a giant white bed against the back wall with an 'L' shape of free floor space around the bed to the right. Dirty clothing is everywhere and there is a door on the left wall that opens up into what looks like a very cluttered and small bathroom. It is the closet on the right wall right next to the entrance that Rachel heads to however, opening it up and walking in to open up a drawer at the bottom of a cabinet.
Rachel emerges with several coils of slightly dirty tannish rope and tosses them all on top of the bed before looking back to Kimberly who just has her eyebrow raised. "Your not going to chicken out on me are you?" Rachel says with an amused face crossing her arms again.
"I'm here aren't I? Let's get over with." Kimberly says unpassionately, offering her wrists forward to Rachel.
Looking at her extended wrists Rachel just laughs. "Not going to be that easy." Rachel then grabs one of Kimberly's wrists and walks behind Kimberly twisting her arm around to pull it behind Kimberly against the small of her back.
Kimberly grunts in pain slightly at her arm being bent at a weird angle to move there and looks over her shoulder with a glare. "Watch it." Kimberly then offers her other wrist to the same spot in an easier manner before Rachel can yank it back there again.
"Loosen up bitch." Rachel taunts then pushes Kimberly forward a few feet to get close enough to the rope on the bed. "You're going to stay till I'm finished right? You wimp out early and I win, got it?"
"Fine." Kimberly mutters, rolling her eyes as she looks forward again. "Just try to be a little more gentle if you can handle it."
Rachel just grins behind Kimberly, running the first bit of rope around Kimberly's wrists after facing her palms together. "Hold them there." Rachel commands.
Kimberly does as she is bid and keeps her palms together as Rachel loops the ropes around her wrists a few times then brings the rope back around to circle around the rope between the wrists. Kimberly looks back slightly as Rachel tigthens it all with one harsh tug wincing slightly. The ropes are synched hard and for the first time Kimberly starts to have second thoughts. Rachel seems like she might know what she is doing. The wrists are well done. Rachel grabs for some more rope so Kimberly tests her wrists a bit rubbing this way and that and finds that there is actually a bit of wiggle room. She gives a very small hidden smirk looking the other way to hide it. As long as there is wiggle room she'll be able to free herself in time. "Fuck!" Kimberly cries out suddenly as Rachel returns and yanks her wrists down and shoves her elbows together tightly behind her back. "Jesus!"
"Deal with it nerd." Rachel spits, starting to run rope around Kimberly's arms just above her elbows as well as just below her elbows holding them there tightly effectively synching them together. Kimberly almost comes up to her toes as the elbows coming together arc her back somewhat painfully making her lean back and forth in discomfort. With one last loop of the rope Rachel brings it between the two sides and pulls them tightly together synching the whole package together down the middle.
At this point Kimberly stands there with a very straight posture, back arced slightly pushing her top out forcing her to stand up straight. "Did you really have to do the elbows?" Kimberly complains uncomfortably, twisting her now very stiff arms slightly.
"Yeah, I did." Rachel replies off hand, amused at how Kimberly is reacting while looking away to grab the next length of rope. Kimberly once again takes the time to test the new ropes, once again finding some wiggle room and getting her confidence back out of it.
Kimberly then looks over her shoulder a bit at Rachel. "You're not going to be gentle are you?"
"Hell no." Rachel says with a serious look, tossing a length of rope over both of Kimberly's shoulders from behind. Frowning, Rachel circles around Kimberly to look at her from the front. Kimberly briefly notes the glass door opening and a few voices enter the living room. When she focuses back on Rachel she sees Rachel has taken some scissors from her night stand and is looking at her with a new smirk. "Yeah, this is going to have to come off."
Kimberly watches with a questioningly look as Rachel suddenly steps forward with the scissors. "What are you doing wi... HEY!" Kimberly suddenly yells as Rachel cuts off one of the straps to her top. Rachel doesn't respond and just grins, laughing slightly as she reaches over and grabs the second strap and goes for it with the scissors. Kimberly immediately tries to back up and twist her body away but with her wrists and elbows bound and her back to the bed there is no where to escape to and no way to really fight back. "What the fuck are you doing?" Kimberly demands with wide eyes still trying to twist away as Rachel finally manages to get the scissors to the second strap.
"Making room for my ropes." Rachel says with a knowing grin, cutting the second strap before yanking the top down revealing Kimberly's breasts. "The straps were in my way, this just has to go." Rachel then ignores Kimberly's shocked expression and slides her hand behind Kimberly's back and pulls on the bikini string and with one quick grab rips the entire top off of the now very surprised Kimberly who tries to bend over to hide herself without much success. Rachel then looks her over with a laugh. "Stop being so up tight, it isn't like you have much to show!"
Kimberly just stares at Rachel with an aghast look with her mouth hanging open slightly in shock shifting awkwardly in front of the bed. "Fucking untie me!" Kimberly demands as a bit of a blush sneaks across her cheeks.
Rachel's eyebrow raises and gives an uncaring shrug. "Ok, fine." She then turns around and starts walking out of the room. "I guess I win." Kimberly watches unable to come up with words as Rachel leaves, opening the door even more as she walks out into the living room. Kimberly immediately hears loud voices and retreats back further into the room towards the bathroom trying not to be seen. A few long moments later Rachel walks back in with Kimberly's purse and looks down to start going through it. "Thanks for playing though, I'll untie you once I've taken your cash."
"Close the door!" Kimberly hisses quietly as the door continues to slowly swing open.
Rachel just turns back towards the door then back to the slightly huddled Kimberly then laughs in realization. "Oh, afraid they are going to see your tits?"
"Just close it!" Kimberly hisses again insistently.
"Ok, ok." Rachel says with an amused grin, walking over to glance out the door once giving someone a small wave and a smile before coming back in and closing the door behind her. "Better?" She taunts then, looking over the slightly distressed Kimberly.
"Thank you." Kimberly finally mutters, glaring and standing back up to her forced, arced back. "And stop going through my purse!" Kimberly exclaims loudly, "I'm not letting you beat me with a low trick like that." Kimberly knew it was a defeat as far as getting her top back but wasn't about to just surrender her money to Rachel just because she got embarrassed over losing her top. It was probably the girl's whole strategy and Kimberly would be out of here in no time.
"Oh, is that so?" Rachel says, taking one last glance into the purse before tossing it to the side and looking over Kimberly with an amused look. "Good, that was too easy otherwise. Although you do look good in just your bottoms."
Kimberly just glares back at Rachel for that but a light blush still manages to creep across her cheeks. She hadn't really thought of how getting tied up in a bikini would change things. Kimberly suddenly feels a lot more helpless but refuses to let it get to her. "Just get going again."
"Sure thing." Rachel mutters, walking over to face Kimberly away from her again while pulling her back next to the ropes on the bed. Kimberly just stands still looking back at the ropes looping over her shoulders then under her armpits with a sour expression. Kimberly gasps in pain slightly as Rachel loops rope around her upper arms just a little ways down past the shoulders and starts to synch them together forcing Kimberly's shoulders back and her breasts out more. After a few more loops Rachel finishes the synch to tighten the two sides together.
Standing there uncomfortably Kimberly turns her head back of her shoulder a bit. "Don't you think you got my arms well enough?" She says with a cold sarcastic tone.
Rachel just concentrates and pulls the loops around Kimberly's shoulders tight. "Not quite, patience." She then uses the longer rope to synch the shoulders to the upper arms pulling it all together tighter making Kimberly all the more uncomfortable making her shift back and forth. Rachel then continues down and synchs the upper arms with the same rope to the elbows tightening all of that section bringing the strained arms together even more.
"Jesus..." Kimberly complains irritated and in slight pain as her arms are forced tighter and tighter together. This was starting to not look good for her and she was quickly realizing it.
Rachel then finishes with synching the elbows to the wrists completely forcing Kimberly's arms together as much as possible while pulling her shoulders back slightly and arcing her back. "Uncomfortable?" Rachel then teases grabbing a bunch more rope and turning Kimberly so that Kimberly's side faced her now instead of her back.
In response Kimberly just gives Rachel a cold look through the rims of her glasses. Kimberly once more takes the opportunity to try and find wiggle room but turns slightly pale when she realizes that when Rachel synched all the parts together it eliminated all the previous wiggle room. Her arms were now well and stuck and she could hardly even move then from the shoulder without hurting herself.
"You're going to like this part." Rachel says with an amused smile and starts to loop the rope around Kimberly just below her breasts. Kimberly just gives her a level look before frowning as Rachel tugs the loops up to fit snugly underneath Kimberly's breasts forcing them to stick out even more. "You like what you see?" Kimberly says with another cold tone and glare.
Rachel just ignores her, smirking to herself as she loops the rope just above Kimberly's breasts now before pulling it down to snuggly press against the top of them. Kimberly then starts threading the rest of the rope in between the breasts to the other side from above to below which tightens it all up squeezing Kimberly's tits on all sides forcing them together and to pop out.
"God, what the hell Rachel?" Kimberly says with a somewhat annoyed and worried expression squirming in her new restraints. Kimberly bites her lip at the awkward feeling of her breasts being squeezed by ropes. It wasn't super tight but it sure popped them out.
Rachel just laughs at her expense, standing back for a moment to admire the view. "See, now it looks like you have some tits. I did you a favor." "This is pointless." Kimberly says with her glare continuing, trying to get used to the feeling of her breasts getting permanently squeezed. "It doesn't restrain me at all."
"Oh?" Rachel says with a knowing grin and a raised eyebrow. "We'll see about that." Walking up to the wary Kimberly, Rachel pulls some hidden unused ropes from the synch around Kimberly's upper body on top of her breasts and pulls them over to run through the synching at the upper arms before tightly pulling the two together.
"GAHH! Jeez!" Kimberly cries out with a pained expression as Rachel continues to synch her arms to her back as tight as they can connecting the upper arms to the loops above the breasts and the elbows to the loops below her breasts. "Bitch..." Kimberly exhales when it is over, her arms effectively pinned hopelessly against her back. They were not going anywhere and she knew it.
Looking at Kimberly with a level look now, Rachel steps forward to run some rope around her waist now. Kimberly could already tell that it was meant for the synch at her wrists. "I'd watch what I said if I were you, nerd." Rachel says calmly but with a strange tone. "Especially in that position." She finishes up by synching the waist rope to the wrists but leaves a single piece of rope dangling in front of Kimberly down between her legs.
Getting a sudden chill from Rachel's words Kimberly just looks over at her running out of patience. "Just hurry up and get this over with. I'm already well tied up. We done? You had your fun." It was hard for Kimberly to admit it, but she lost this one. Hard. There was no way in hell that she could ever get out of these ropes. Now all she wanted to do was get away from Rachel. The girl wasn't as drunk as she seemed, that much for was for sure. And she could definitely use the rope. The whole thing was a set up, that much was obvious now.
"I'm not done." Rachel just says calmly, shoving Kimberly hard in the chest shoving her back on to the bed forcing her to fall on her back with her arms restrained so tightly.
"Hey, what the hell?" Kimberly instantly demands, squirming and struggling back and forth on the bed vainly as Rachel grabs her legs and toss them up as well. "Pull me back up!"
Rachel simply stands next to the bed and pulls Kimberly around to be laying the right way on the bed by tugging on her shoulders. "I can't do your legs standing up you stupid cunt. Now lie still."
"What did you just call me?" Kimberly instantly demands, eyes fierce pulling her head up a bit.
"You heard me, cunt. Now shut up." Rachel snaps back then reaches over to grab some rope and move to Kimberly's ankles. Kimberly just looks up at Rachel with fierce indignation flaring in her cheeks but there is absolutely nothing she can do about it so she barely manages to hold back a reply leaning her head back down slowly. Rachel moves faster now running the same method she ran either with the arms but now with the legs. She starts by synching the ankles, then above and below the knees, then the upper thighs before using more rope to run in-between them and synch them all tightly together.
When it is all said and done Kimberly squirms around testing it all and finds that she is practically a plank. The only real movement she can make is a rolling movement and that is somewhat painful. She can bend her knees but only slightly and she doubts she can get much movement out of it. The only true movement Kimberly has left is raising her legs up straight in the air or sitting up using her abs. Rachel then quickly fixes that with last minute adjustments scooting Kimberly over to the far side of the bed almost to the wall before taking rope and attaching it to both her ankle synch and her shoulder synch before pulling it down super tight around and under the bed to keep her locked down onto the bed in a straight line. Squirming hard and testing it to the limits Kimberly is amazed to find the very best she can do is turn her head around a little bit and roll to the left and right very slightly by throwing her weight. That is it.
"This is actually pretty damn good." Kimberly finally admits, looking down at her body perfectly tied up. "Where'd you learn how to do this?" She had gotten over her tits being exposed and forced out, she had been in plenty of locker rooms before and this was really no different. Well, maybe a little different.
"I learned it myself. Although I've never actually gotten to tie anyone up before." Rachel says with a calm expression, looking over her work pleased. "Looks like I win. Anything you have to say nerd?"
Kimberly just stares at her for a moment then rolls her eyes. "Fine. You are right, I am wrong. Now hurry and let me go, this is starting to dig into my skin a bit." Kimberly then squirms a bit uncomfortably looking at Rachel expectantly.
Rachel just laughs and gives Kimberly the middle finger. "Fuck you. I get my prize first. Not like you can fucking stop me." And with that Rachel turns over and grabs Kimberly's purse and starts ransacking through it.
"Hey! Let me go!" Kimberly yells quickly then, watching Rachel go through all her private things. "I'll get the cash out myself. Come on!" When Rachel just ignores her Kimberly starts to struggle a bit more. "Bitch! Not funny! COME ON!"
Rachel just grins, looking through Kimberly's wallet a bit before tugging out the cash and tossing the purse, to Kimberly's surprise, randomly into her closet. "Or what?" Rachel practically purrs turning towards Kimberly. "What are you going to do about it?" Rachel then gives a big grin. "I think I'm going to go enjoy the party for a little bit." She then turns to walk out. "You won't be needing that purse until I get back anyways. Have fun, nerd." And with that, Rachel walks out of the room with a laugh tossing the door open then closed behind her while turning off the lights. She is greeted with a warm welcome from everyone in the living room just beyond the wall.
Forced to just watch her leave Kimberly just stares at her with mouth gaping in shock. How could she do this to her? How dare she? Kimberly starts struggling desperately against the ropes but finally gasps in exasperation realizing it's useless. She is going to pay once she gets Kimberly untied! Kimberly gives one finally surge of strength before resting back on the bed staring at the ceiling. And Rachel didn't close the door again, still open a crack with people passing by randomly. Kimberly thinks for a moment to cry out for someone to come and help untie her but thinks better of it. The last thing she needs right now is to be found tied up with no top on. Kimberly just scowls in the dark room shifting uncomfortably waiting for Rachel to return struggling against her bonds after a brief rest.
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