N.B. This story is a work of fiction, so any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. This is a bondage fantasy which includes tickling and sexual teasing. If this is not your cup of tea, or if you are not 21 or over, STOP READING NOW. However, if you are a mature adult who enjoys the thrill of and psychology of capture and betrayal, enjoy. If you have comments, DO NOT e-mail them to me! Send them to a.s.b. instead. And now, on with our story... BIKINI PARTY BOUND, pt. 2 "Let me get this straight," Theresa said to her friend Sue. Your boyfriend wants you to tie him up, but you don't know how. And you've invited me over to your pool party two hours early so you can practice by tying ME up!?!" "That's right," replied Sue. "Could you help me? Oh please? Besides, it might be fun. Don't tell me you've never wondered what it would be like. I'll even let you tie me up, too. We'll take turns. Pleeeeease?" Theresa wouldn't admit it out loud, but she found the idea of being tied up strangely exciting. So, after several more minutes of pleading and coaxing, she finally agreed to help out her friend. "Oh goody," exclaimed Sue. "I knew you wouldn't dissappoint me. Come on, I've got some stuff in the bedroom!" The two bikini-clad beauties retired to the bedroom of Sue's apartment. On her bed were several lenghts of soft cotton rope, along with a bright red ballgag and some rolls of Ace bandages. "You've really prepared for this," Theresa said suspiciously as she sat down on the bed and fingered some of the coils of rope. "Mark gave these to me," Sue replied. "The rope has been specially softened so that it won't chafe. We'll get to the other stuff later." Theresa looked up at her friend, then put her wrists together and extended them out in front of her. "O.K. Tie me up." Sue took a length of rope and wound it, not too tightly, around her friend's wrists, then knotted the ends. Next, she wound another length of rope around Theresa's ankles, tying the knot in front. "O.K., she said, "let's see if you can get loose." Theresa looked thoughtfully at her bound wrists for a moment, then began struggling. As neither the bonds nor the knots were very tight, it took only a few minutes for her to wriggle free of them. "Ta-da," she shouted as she freed herself. "that was easy! Now its my turn!!" Sue obediently crossed her wrists in front of her. "Oh, no you don't," cried Theresa, "that's too easy. Turn around and cross your wrists behind you!" Sue did as she was told, and Theresa bound her crossed wrists with a length of rope. She took another and wound it around the standing woman's ankles. A third length of rope was tied around her legs below the knees. Theresa next took several more lengths of rope and, knotting them end-to-end, wound them round and round Sue's bikini-clad form, until she was encased in a web of ropes. Grinning mischievously, she wound one of the Ace bandages around her head over her mouth, until all of her face below her nose was covered. "There," Theresa said triumphantly, "Wriggle free from that!" Theresa wriggled and squirmed. Although her friend had used a lot of rope to bind her, her had not applied it systematically or cinched any of the bonds. Thus, after sveral minutes of wriggling, Sue had freed herself of the web of ropes that encased her, and they lay in a pile at her feet. After a few more minutes, she had worked her wrists free and, moments later she had freed herself completely. "Darn," Theresa pouted, "I really thought I had you. This is actually kind of fun." Sue smiled to herself. Her trap had been set perfectly. Now it was time to spring it. "That was pretty good," she replied, "But now it's my turn again. I've got a few ideas..." Sue instucted Theresa to sit on the edge of the bed with her hands placed wrist-to-wrist behind her. Taking one of the lengths of soft cotton rope, she wound it several times around her friend's wrists. This time she carefully wound two turns BETWEEN Theresa's wrists, cinching their encircling bonds snugly. She knotted the ends carefully, making sure that the multiple knots were placed well beyond the reach of her friend's probing fingers. Next she securely tied together and cinched Theresa's shapely legs, once at the ankles and again just above the knees. With another lenght of rope Sue tied and cinched Theresa's arms just above the elbows, drawing them nearly together so that she was forced to thrust her chest forward. Theresa wriggled and tugged at her bonds. "These seem really secure. Are you done," she asked hopefully. Sue looked down at her in mock thoughtfulness. "I'm not quite done," she replied thoughtfully. Taking a long piece of the cotton rope, she wound it several times around Theresa's upper body just below her breasts, pinning her arms to her torso. Three extra turns of rope passed just above Theresa' breasts. Her chest ropes were then cinched by more rope passing between her arms and body. When pulled snug, the cinching ropes not only secured her chest bonds, but pulled them tighter, so that her breasts were forced by the ropes above and below them to bulge enticingly against her bikini demi-bra. Theresa wriggled and struggled, but to no avail. No matter what she tried, her bonds remained snug and secure, while Sue's cunningly placed knots always seemed just out of reach. In frustration, Theresa clenched her fists and shook her torso to and fro, but only succeeded in putting on a great show with her stunning breasts, which perpetually seemed on the verge of popping out of her yellow bikini demi-bra. She looked up at her friend. "I don't think I can get loose," she beseeched. Sue carefully inspected her prisoner's bonds, making sure that she was indeed helpless. "Don't give up, I think you're making progress," she lied. Then a devilish grin crossed her face. "You gagged me before. I think that it's only fair that I gag you now," she said, picking up the bright red ballgag. "Wait a minute," Theresa protested. "You don't need that! Please don't gag mmph! Ungh, ungh! Mmmmph!!" "There, that's better," Sue smiled as she buckled the ballgag's strap tightly behind the nape of Theresa's neck. "Nice and quiet!" "Mmmph!! Unngh, hmmph. MMMMPH!!!" The ballgag, stuffed snugly behind Theresa's teeth, stretched her lips tight. Her eyes widened as Sue placed a folded handerchief over her gagged mouth and wound an Ace bandage tightly over that. Now the only sounds that emerged from the helpless girl were tiny, faint grunts and squeals. Theresa renewed her struggles with a frenzy, but several minutes of wriggling and thrashing left her sitting with her chest heaving from exertion, but just as securely bound as before. She looked up to see Sue standing over her, a satisfied smile on her face. "Stand up, dearest, I'm not quite done with you yet." Something new in her friend's voice sent a shiver of fear through the helpless beauty as her friend took her by the shoulders and stood her up. Theresa wobbled unsteadily on her white 4" high-heeled sandals as Sue picked up another lenth of rope and doubled it. "You've flirted with and stolen one too many of my boyfriends, my dear," she purred as she looped the doubled rope around Theresa's waist and passed the free ends through the loop, letting them hang in front of her. "I'm going to make sure that you don't steal any at THIS party." Sue pushed the free ends of the waist rope between Theresa's legs, then pulled them up between her bound wrists. As she pulled the ropes tight with an evil grin, they pressed tightly against the Theresa's sensitive pussy! The bound beauty writhed against her bonds and squealed into her gag, but she could not prevent Sue from wrapping the ends of her crotchropes around her bound wrists. "Think of this as your chastity belt for the afternoon," laughed Sue as she secured the knots out of reach of Theresa's flailing fingers. Ignoring her prisoner's beseeching eyes and plaintive squeals, Sue walked behind her. "Those big boobs of yours look SO uncomfortable," she sneered. "Here, let me help you!" As the helpless girl looked wide-eyed over her shoulder in fear, Sue undid the knots of Theresa's bikini bra and pulled it off! The release of pressure and the cool air hitting her now-bare breasts caused her nipples to harden almost immediately, causing her to blush in embarrassment and shame. "Ooh, getting excited, are we?" Sue sneered as she forced her captive to lie down on her side on the bed. "I think I'll take you sandals, too. They might make too much noise!" For some reason, it seemed terribly important to prevent this final indignity, so Theresa bucked and kicked with renewed strenght. However, in spite of her best efforts, she could not prevent her captor from eventually rolling her onto her stomach, folding her legs back so that her heels touched her buttocks, and running a rope from her bound ankles to her wrist bonds, hogtying her. It was then easy for Sue to unbuckle and remove her sandals. As a final insult, Sue took a white lace from one of her tennis shoes and used it to tie together and cinch Theresa's two big toes, making a nice little bow in front. "I've just thought of a nice punishment for your crimes," Sue laughed. Gripping Theresa's shoulder with one hand, forcing her to remain on her stomach, her captor said, "I've heard that the worst torture is to tickle somone's bare feet. And your little feet are so cute with their high arches and little button toes. I wonder if you are ticklish there!" With that, she began running one of her long fingernails lightly up and down the soles of Theresa's feet. At her captor's words, Theresa renewed her squirming and mewling, for she was indeed VERY ticklish, especially on the soles of her sensitive feet. When the tickling actually began, it sent waves of spasms through her entire body. She writhed and squirmed and wriggled, but her bonds held her fast. Her fingers strained and fluttered uselessly in the air. The bonds around her big toes prevented the helpless beauty from even using one foot to cover the other, so she could only curl her dainty toes in defense. Sue then simply moved to Theresa's heels, stroking them until the ticklish girl relaxed her toes, then renewing her attack on the soles of her feet. Sue relentlessly tickled her helpless captive's feet for fifteen minutes. Theresa's eyes were wide and frantic, her moans and grunts had taken on an increasingly desperate tone. Suddenly, the doorbell rang! Reluctantly, Sue stood up. "I'd love to stay and find out where your other ticklish spots are, but my guests are arriving. I'm leaving instructions that my bedroom is off limits, so you won't be disturbed during the party. I was going to let you go after everyone had gone, but I like having you tied up like this so much that I think I'll keep you a little longer. Don't worry... If anyone asks where you are, I'll tell them that you got tied up and couldn't make it!" And with that, Sue skipped out of the room, locking the door behind her. END OF PART 2.. BIKINI PARTY BOUND, pt. 3 Theresa lay on her side on the bed, her stunning chest heaving. As she tried to catch her breath, she surveyed the dilema she found herself in. She had come to her friend Sue's house expecting to attend the pool party she could hear going on outside the bedroom door. Instead, she found herself nearly nude, the only clothing on her stunning 5'3" 37-23-35 body a tiny, bright yellow string bikini panty. Her wrists were bound and cinched palm-to-palm behind her. Her elbows were likewise bound and cinched, nearly touching behind her. Chestropes above and below her breasts held her arms to her bare torso, and these bonds were cinched between her arms and body. Her legs were tied together and cinched snugly at the ankles and just above the knees. A rope from her ankles to wrists had her helplessly hogtied. Worst of all, she was crotchroped, and any movement of her tied hands or feet increased the pressure on her sensitive pussy. A ballgag was tightly buckled behind her neck, and over that a folded handerchief was held in place by layers of tightly wound Ace bandage. Even her two big toes were tied together and cinched with a white shoelace. There was no question about it, Theresa was almost completely immobile, and effectively silenced as well. She had screamed as loudly as she could, but she knew that the pitifully faint, muffled sounds that came from behind her gag could not possibly be heard on the other side of the bedroom door. She had writhed and wriggled and probed her bonds for nearly an hour, and the ropes remained snug and secure, the knots tantalizingly out of reach of her fluttering fingers. Now, as she lay panting behind her gag, her magnificent chest heaving from her exertions, the helplessly bound and gagged beauty could only wait for the party to end and for Sue, her erstwhile friend and captor, to return. Theresa shivered at the thought, for Sue had tickled her feet mercilessly, and had promised to tickle torture her some more when the party guests had left. As she lay helplessly, Theresa became aware of strange and disturbing new thoughts and sensations. To her amazement, a part of her found her captivity strangely sexciting. The crotchropes had stimulated her in spite of herself, and the soft blankets of the bed rubbing against her sensitive nipples had been arousing as well. Her trashing as she had been tickled had increased the stimulation to both of these areas, while the thought of being totally helpless had been the most arousing of all. Theresa would some day find a way to repay Sue for this, but for now she would lay back and enjoy the strangely exciting predicament she found herself in. It wasn't as if she had any choice... The helplessly bound girl's reveries were suddenly broken by the sound of a key in the lock! The sounds of the party were still audible outside. Maybe Sue had taken pity on her and was coming in to set her free... Instead, a strange man, very goodlooking, came through the door, quickly shutting and locking it behind him. For a split second, the two stared in amazement at each other. Theresa could see that he was getting an immediate hard-on underneath his swimming trunks. Certain that she was about to be raped, the helpless girl began thrashing and screaming wildly. The man came over and spoke soothingly, trying to reassure her. "Hi. I'm Sue's friend Mark. I'm afraid that I'm in on Sue's little scheme. In fact, I'm that one that taught her how to tie you up." Not at all reassured, Theresa frantically squrimed and screamed into her gag, but all that emerged was a faint, frantic mmphing. She rolled over onto her stomach, trying to hide her bare breasts from the intruder. Mark softly stroked the frightened girl's hair, trying to calm her. Softly, her spoke... "I'm here to make sure that you don't get hurt and are reasonably comfortable. Is there anything I can get you?" The bound beauty stared at him for a moment as if he were crazy. Then a different plan came to her. She rolled over onto her side, exposing her magnificent breasts. She smiled to herself when she saw Mark's eyes widen. Theresa put on her saddest expresion and looked down at her crotchropes, mewling pitifully into her gag. "That IS kind of mean," Mark said when he realized what the bound girl meant. "Let me at least undo that." A few moments later, he had gently undone her hogtie and crotchrope. Theresa cooed softly as she stretched her bound legs. She had seen Mark's expression as he had looked her up and down. Even though she was completely bound and gagged, she might still be able to work her feminine wiles on this hunk. It would take a lot of skill and delicacy, though... She sidled up against him as he sat on the edge of the bed. Looking deep into his eyes, she rubbed her shoulder against his, then rubbed her bound legs against his thigh. She fluttered her eyelashes and gave him hermost innocent look. "Please let me go," she mmmphed into her gag, "I'll do ANYTHING." She even lightly rubbd her breast against Mark's arm. Mark smiled softly at her. "Here, let me undo those." Soon Theresa's chestropes were gone. Moments later, her elbows and wrists were free. Instead of untying her ankles and knees, however, Mark quickly retied and cinched the confused girls wrists in front of her "You're very good," he whispered. Sue warned me that you might try something like this." Theresa bucked and kicked, but she soon found herself tied face up, streched out over the bed. A strong rope secured her bound wrists over her head to the bed's headboard. Her ankles and knees were bound as before, and her ankles were lashed securely to the bedrail. Her gag was still in place. Mark adjusted the shoelace binding theresa's big toes and smiled at the bound beauty stretched out before him. "We've got at least another hour to kill before the party breaks up and Sue comes back, he said. "What should we do? Sue said that you were very ticklish on the bottoms of your feet. "Is that true?" The bound beauty gave a terrified squeal and strained against her bonds, but she reained stretched over the bed, totally exposed. For several minutes Mark tickled the sensitive soles of Theresa's feet as the poor girl thrashed and bucked, her fingers fluttering in vain to reach the knots that held her fast. Next Mark explored Theresa's ribs and underarms. The poor girl thought that these new sensations would drive her insane, so intense was this new tickling. As he kept up his remorseless attack, Mark knelt down and began to lick and suck on Theresa's breasts, lightly biting her nipples. The bound beauty was horrified to find that her pussy was becoming wet from this unwanted attention! No area of her body was safe from Mark's tickles, licks and caresses. Just as she thought she was going to explode, Theresa heard the bedroom door open. She heard Sue chuckle and say, "Ah, Mark. I see that you've introduced yourself. Now, what can we do next..." FINIS -- acs@wizvax.com (Automated help) wi.admin@wizvax.com (ACS Administrator) uunet!wizvax.com!wi.admin To reply to this, email to the wi number in the from line.