Sarah stood and looked at her reflection in the shop window.
"Not bad, chick." She murmured to herself.
"Dress like a sexy secretary, trying to seduce her boss."
Tasha's request had been very specific.
Sarah had tried her best, her reflection displayed an attractive woman in her mid twenties. Her shoulder length, ash blond hair was drawn back into a ponytail which accentuated her elfin features. She wore a snug white silk blouse that was so thin that it did little to hide the black half cup bra underneath. Below, she wore a pencil line skirt which didn't quite reach her knees. Her shapely legs were set off with black stockings. Sarah adored the feeling of stockings and suspenders, even if Tash would not see them, it made her feel the part of the seductress better. 3 inch patent heels compensated somewhat for her diminutive 5'4 inches. All in all, she looked hot!
And to be honest, dressing sexily for Tasha was easy. Tasha was Sarah's secret girl crush. Although Sarah had enjoyed a series of relationships with men, she had always known she was, to use a tacky term, 'bi curious'. Sadly her friend did not seem to have any leaning that way either. The one time Sarah had tried to make a move after one too many vodkas, Tash had smiled and politely declined before poring Sarah into a taxi. They had never discussed it since. Still, Sarah still held out a small hope, and Tash frequently figured in the fantasies she wrote in her diaries.
And now, here she was, looking sexy and alluring for a woman who was not that interested. Sarah's reflection gave her a rueful smile.
It wasn't the first time Tash had asked her to do odd things. Her friend had some unusual ways of combatting writer's block, and they had often acted out various scenes from one of her novels to try and figure out a way past some knotty problem. Sarah wondered what this one might be and why the slutty secretary look was necessary.
She left the corner shop and headed down the lane towards Tash's house. It was set back from the main road down a quiet cul-de-sac that backed onto the woods. It was lovely and secluded, and quite expensive. Two of Tash's 'Diana Dare' novels had done really well, well enough to garner a TV movie deal that had landed the writer with a nice little nest egg. Sarah hoped that one day, one of her fantasy books might do as well.
Sarah rang the porch bell. After a moment, Tash's voice spoke from the intercom.
"Yes?"
"It's Sarah!"
"HI! Come on in." There was a buzz as Tash signalled the lock. Sarah pushed the door and went inside.
Tash was, as Sarah expected, in the study at the back of the house. Sarah loved this room, it looked out over a nice garden surrounded by high walls. Beyond was the dense forest beyond, but they were far enough away that the room had lots of natural light. The room was quite large, dominated by Tash's writing desk, but there were comfy chairs and a sofa, even a single bed off to one side for when the writer pulled an all-nighter and needed to crash.
Tash was sat behind the desk and smiled As Sarah entered the room.
"Wow, hun, you look the part! Thanks for coming by at such short notice. I know it's a pain catching the bus and all. I appreciate it."
Sarah smiled. She missed her car, but the garage were still trying to sort it out, and It had been a bit of a pain getting on the bus, especially with some perv checking out her legs all the way. But she loved visiting Tash, so she shook her head.
"No problem, hun. You know I love helping you."
Tash went over to a coffee machine and poured two cups. They chatted and exchanged news, but after a while Sarah's curiosity got the better of her."
"So, c'mon Tash, why the get up? What's Diana got herself into this time?"
Tash smiled. "She undercover in a big media company and the bad guys just got her. I need to figure out how she can escape."
Sarah smiled. "Cool, so what do you need?"
"Well... She's tied up on the boss's couch while the bad guys have this meeting, she has about 20 mins or so to get out. I want you to help me work through it. Is that okay?"
Sarah grinned. "Sounds like fun."
Inside Sarah's belly did a little flip. Recently she had been getting more and more interested in bondage. She had even been writing down some fun little bondage fantasies in her diaries.
"So..." Sarah had to force her voice to stay steady.
Tash smiled. "So, I was wondering, if we maybe tied you up like Diana, then we try and figure out how you can get out?"
Sarah nodded, trying to not look at all eager.
"Okay... be gentle with me." She quipped.
Tash pulled out a box from behind her desk and walked over to her friend. "It won't be for too long. I promise." She reached in the box and pulled out some lengths of rope. Now, in the scene, she has her hands behind her back.
Sarah turned around and put her hands behind her back. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, her heart was hammering in her chest. She could hear the swish of rope. Then Tash's cool hands touched her hands and she felt rope wrap around her wrists. Tash then did something where she pushed the ends between her wrists somehow. "This is called a cinch, Sarah. It makes it really snug." As she said 'snug, the bindings around her wrist suddenly went much tighter. Sarah gasped, and pressed her thighs together as a spasm of arousal warmed her sex.
Oh my God, She thought to herself. This is making me so horny.
"Okay?" Tash asked casually? "It needs to be tight if we are going to do this properly."
Sarah nodded. "uh huh." She licked her lips nervously, flexing her fingers experimentally. She still had full feeling, but she could tell she would never get her hands free without some sort of help.
"Okay, turn around, hun."
Sarah turned around and opened her eyes. Tash was doubling over a long coil of rope. Her friend smiled. "Okay, sit down and we can do your legs."
Sarah stifled a moan and tried desperately to keep her expression neutral. She watched, entranced, as Tash looped the two free ends around her stockinged ankles and back through the loop to form a kind of noose. Tash pulled and the ropes slid through the loop trapping her ankles. She passed the ends around a few times, keeping everything neat. Then she took the two ends and passed them back through the loop, separating the ends and taking them between Sarah's ankles, one above and one below. She repeated this and then pulled hard. The ropes pulled the coils tight and Sarah bit her lip at the sight.
"I...Is that the cinch?" She stammered?
Tash nodded. "I have been doing research on really cool ways to tie people up so they can't get free. The bad guy is into all kinds of kinky stuff so knows how to do all this. The research I had to do was... very interesting". Tash glanced up grinning as she secured the ends with a tight knot.
Sarah giggled nervously. The feeling was more exquisite than she could ever have imagined. The fact she was dressed so sexily only made it better.
As Tash reached for more rope, Sarah's eyes want wide. "W.. what are you going to do now?"
Her friend smiled. "Oh I am not done yet, the bad guy really does a number on Poor Diana. It has to be really challenging for her to escape. You'd better sit down for this bit." Sarah sat on the couch as Tash took another long section and started binding just below Sarah's knees. Once again, Tash cinched the rope tightly. Sarah squirmed slightly on the couch and her fingers clenched as she tried to control herself. She was acutely aware of how obviously her nipples were standing out through the sheer blouse.
Once Tash had done she stepped back and admired her handiwork.
"There... How does that feel?"
Amazing, fantastic!
"Oh.. ummm very snug!" Sarah could feel her face flushing bright red. Tash tilted her head.
"Are you sure you are okay? You've gone really red. Is something too tight?"
"It's....." perfect.... just perfect.... "fine, just fine, Tash. It's just warm in here."
Tasha gave her a half smile. "Okay. Now let's get you on the couch." Tash grabbed Sarah's ankles and tilted her up onto the couch. Sarah flopped sideways. "There. Just like Diana. Oh, not quite, we need one more thing."
Tash reached back into the box and pulled out a large red rubber ball with a leather strap leading off from each side. Sarah had seen girls wearing such things in some bondage photos she had been looking at recently.
Oh sweet jesus...a ball gag She thought to herself. Tash pressed it to Sarah's lips and she opened her mouth wide without even thinking. Tash quickly buckled the straps behind her head.
"I'm so glad you remembered the pony tail, makes this a much easier..."
Sarah breathed heavily through her nose, the feeling of the gag was unbelievable. She tried to speak but all she could do was make a muffled sounds. Her tightly bound legs were sending shivers down her spine as she squirmed on the couch. She felt so helpless and aroused it was driving her crazy. Tash pulled over her computer chair and sat looking at her smiling.
Sarah could only stare at her friend moaning slightly. After a few moments, Tash got up and went to her desk and pulled out a small blue bound notebook and started thumbing through it. As Sarah watched her, she suddenly thought of something. Why did Tash need to gag her? They were supposed to be talking through how to get Diana out. Like this she couldn't say a thing.
"Mmmph Aaarrrr" It was useless she couldn't tell Tasha what she had thought of. Perhaps if she made lots of noise Tash would realise and release the gag.
"Aaaaaarr aaaarr, mmpphh mpph aaaaalllgh"
