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It was a cold, rainy August afternoon. Lucy and I were holed up at her house, bored out of our minds. In spite of there being no lightning outside - something I was very thankful for - somehow, somewhere, rainwater managed to get into the city's electrical system, causing a short and blacking out her entire neighbourhood. So we were just sitting in her living room, reading books - she was listening to her iPod - and trying to keep ourselves entertained as much as possible.
Suddenly she took her headphones off. "Y'know what kind of art I like, Ash? Minimalism! It's fun trying to see what you can make with as little as you can..."
"Mm-hmm, that's true..." I thought nothing of her tangent and ignored it, which may - or maybe not? - have been a mistake.
"In fact... I have an idea! Ash, if you wanna come with me..." I looked up to see her wink at me; I could tell she had some kind of plan. I shrugged, and went along; "What else is there to do tonight?" I thought.
She pushed me into her bedroom, locking the door behind us and closing the curtains. "First things first, Ash: take off your pants!" I almost fell back in surprise, blushing all the while. "Socks too; it'll be more fun."
"Uhh... a-alright..." I was a bit surprised, but I turned around and did as she asked; it's not like we hadn't been here before, after all... I unzipped my navy blue jeans and dropped them to the floor; now I was just wearing my pink tank top and white & pink striped panties. Literally the second I got my socks off, she grabbed my hands and twisted them behind me.
"Ow! Hey, w-wait...!" Amidst my protests she took some rope and bound my... thumbs? Then she lightly shoved me onto the floor - carpeted, thankfully - and tied my... big toes? "The hell is she doing?" I remember thinking as she tied the knots.
"As I was saying," she announced, "I really like minimalism! Trying to do as much as possible with as little as possible..."
"That's all well and good, but... ungh... how does that affect me?"
She laughed, pointing at my predicament. "Well, look at yourself, Ash: I've only bound your thumbs and toes, but you're totally helpless!"
I struggled on the floor, not gaining much ground. I remember feeling frustrated at how effective it was; the way my hands were tied I couldn't even reach the ropes binding me, much less pick at the knots. "I can't believe... ungh... you got me so easily...!"
"Right? Isn't minimalism fun?"
"Yeah, real fun..." I was intending to be sarcastic, but I did have to admit at getting some joy out of my situation. It really was kind of fun...
"And honestly?" She stammered, just for a moment; I looked back to see her blushing a tiny bit. "You're as beautiful as any piece of art, especially tied up like this..."
Now I was blushing again. "Aww, that's sweet of you to say... you're pretty cute yourself." I smiled at her.
"Thanks, Ash! Now, we're not quite done yet; just one more thing..." I knew what was coming: a gag of some sort.
"...I love nhh, Lhgn..." Midway through my sentence she gently tied a cloth in-between my lips, knotting it tightly behind my head; a thin cleave-gag.
"I love you too, Ash." She whispered into my ear, before fondling my breasts and gently slapping me on the butt. Tonight was gonna be a long, fun night...
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Story by me
Ashley Morrison & Lucy Desjardins belong to
- aka, me! 
Original drawing done by
Suddenly she took her headphones off. "Y'know what kind of art I like, Ash? Minimalism! It's fun trying to see what you can make with as little as you can..."
"Mm-hmm, that's true..." I thought nothing of her tangent and ignored it, which may - or maybe not? - have been a mistake.
"In fact... I have an idea! Ash, if you wanna come with me..." I looked up to see her wink at me; I could tell she had some kind of plan. I shrugged, and went along; "What else is there to do tonight?" I thought.
She pushed me into her bedroom, locking the door behind us and closing the curtains. "First things first, Ash: take off your pants!" I almost fell back in surprise, blushing all the while. "Socks too; it'll be more fun."
"Uhh... a-alright..." I was a bit surprised, but I turned around and did as she asked; it's not like we hadn't been here before, after all... I unzipped my navy blue jeans and dropped them to the floor; now I was just wearing my pink tank top and white & pink striped panties. Literally the second I got my socks off, she grabbed my hands and twisted them behind me.
"Ow! Hey, w-wait...!" Amidst my protests she took some rope and bound my... thumbs? Then she lightly shoved me onto the floor - carpeted, thankfully - and tied my... big toes? "The hell is she doing?" I remember thinking as she tied the knots.
"As I was saying," she announced, "I really like minimalism! Trying to do as much as possible with as little as possible..."
"That's all well and good, but... ungh... how does that affect me?"
She laughed, pointing at my predicament. "Well, look at yourself, Ash: I've only bound your thumbs and toes, but you're totally helpless!"
I struggled on the floor, not gaining much ground. I remember feeling frustrated at how effective it was; the way my hands were tied I couldn't even reach the ropes binding me, much less pick at the knots. "I can't believe... ungh... you got me so easily...!"
"Right? Isn't minimalism fun?"
"Yeah, real fun..." I was intending to be sarcastic, but I did have to admit at getting some joy out of my situation. It really was kind of fun...
"And honestly?" She stammered, just for a moment; I looked back to see her blushing a tiny bit. "You're as beautiful as any piece of art, especially tied up like this..."
Now I was blushing again. "Aww, that's sweet of you to say... you're pretty cute yourself." I smiled at her.
"Thanks, Ash! Now, we're not quite done yet; just one more thing..." I knew what was coming: a gag of some sort.
"...I love nhh, Lhgn..." Midway through my sentence she gently tied a cloth in-between my lips, knotting it tightly behind my head; a thin cleave-gag.
"I love you too, Ash." She whispered into my ear, before fondling my breasts and gently slapping me on the butt. Tonight was gonna be a long, fun night...
---
Story by me
Ashley Morrison & Lucy Desjardins belong to
- aka, me! Original drawing done by
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Lucy is lucky to have such a good friend. 
In the future I bet she finds her toes secretly tied while she's not expecting it. If she ever takes a nap at Ash's place she can expect to find each of her fingers tied to another finger in a creative and frustrating way.