Natalie was coming home soon. The power contest that Jessica and I were playing was coming to the endgame.
Jessica, my girlfriend Natalie's best friend, was using my spare room, after her apartment move got disrupted, and she had no place else to stay during the big lockdown. I wasn't pleased about having Jessica for a roommate, especially after Natalie had to self-isolate at work. But her two weeks were almost up, and she showed no symptoms, so I was looking forward to her return.
Jessica and I had managed to get along in close company by fucking our frustrations out on each other. Nat knew about this, and highly approved. With two weeks alone, she was aching for a lot of sex, including threesomes, when she came home. She and Jessica had fucked around in the past, and Natalie had given me some tips for getting her friend to cum, which helped, as Jessica had laid down a rule about getting two orgasm for each one that I got.
Jessica had also started fucking our neighbor Kaley; or more appropriately, Jessica was getting fucked by Kaley, who was apparently some sort of strapon-weilding dynamo. I never got to actually meet Kaley, partly because she was gay and uninterested in me, and also because Jessica had let Kaley believe that I was on the prowl for girls to impregnate, so she was scared of me.
It seemed like Jessica and I were playing some weird, unspoken game of dominance of the apartment, but it could've been all in my head. Maybe Jessica was just an uninhibited, independent woman, who fucked whoever she wanted to fuck. But I'd heard a message she left for Natalie, where she claimed to be working her whiles on me. So she was planning something. Or maybe the message was just to mess with my head.
Clearly, isolation was getting to me. Nat's return would definitely help, but there were still a few days left, and I felt like Jessica was planning some sort of powerplay before then.
Can I also mention at this point, the girl was a slob. Unwashed dishes filled the sink, the bathroom had become a mess, and Jessica's bedsheets were...disgusting. She slept in the residue of her last encounter with Kaley. She ate off dirty plates from the day before, usually while sitting on the floor. Strands of her long red hair were constantly clogging the drain. And let us not forget the cumstains she'd left on the couch, the carpet, the entrance hall floor...
Now before you go and say that I had let things go because Natalie normally did the cleaning, No. I'm not a clean-freak, but I'm.... cleanliness concerned, especially in a time of national pandemic. Jessica and I were living the Odd Couple trope, if Oscar and Felix had been hate-fucking on a regular basis.
Then, only a few days before Natalie was coming home, she started with the pranks. I'd been playing an island design game during the lockdown, and she got into my account, and re-arranged the landscaping to spell the word 'dork'. She set my phone to play an alarm at 4 am, and changed the alarm tone to a clip of that screaming cowboy song. Not fun to wake up to.
The last straw came when I was preparing lunch, and found pubic hairs in my peanut butter jar. My jar, which SHE didn't eat from! I noticed the odd red line as I spread it on a slice of bread, and fished it out. I ran my pinched fingers under the tap, and discovered I was holding one of Jessica's short, curly, bright red cunt hairs. I went back to the jar, and discovered a few more.
I looked up, and saw that Jessica was sitting there, watching me. She was only wearing underwear, which had become her standard clothes for the day. There was a sneaky little grin on her face.
I wanted to smack her. I wanted to throw her out the window. What I didn't want to do was fuck her, we were well beyond that. She would get no pleasure from me.
I stalked past her, into my room. That felt a little childish, but I would have looked stupider, trying to send Jessica to her room. I called Natalie.
"Hiiiii babe...," she said, as she picked up on the first ring.
"I'm gonna kill her, Nat. You won't get to see me because I'll be in prison because I killed her, I'm sorry."
"Ohhh nooo, what happened?"
I told her about the game, the alarm, and now the peanut butter. As I finished, I could hear that Natalie was trying to hold back laughter. "Babe, it's not funny. This bitch is deliberately fucking with me."
"What do you think you should do about, babe? Besides kill her, I mean."
"I don't know, I... I wanna grab her by the hair and push her face into the cumstains she's been leaving. I wanna... fucking... punish her."
Natalie was quiet for a few moments, then said, ".....Do it."
"What?!?"
"Do it, babe, like, tie her up and, and, fuck her up!"
"Nat, what-"
"I'm sorry, babe, I'm really sorry, but I knew all about this. Jessica's been texting me. She's been wanting to get you mad, to see if you'll really take control of her. She asked me not to tell, but I can't keep things from you baby, and I can hear how upset you are!"
"....Fuck."
"Yeah..."
"Alright then. I'll talk to you after." I started to hang up.
"Babe, wait!"
"Huh?"
Natalie hesitated, then said, "Use our bondage gear, babe."
I thought about that, then said, "Yeah."
"And babe, can you record it again, and, like, be descriptive of what you're doing? And maybe... take some pictures?"
I was smiling at this point, because I loved how horny and desperate Nat had become in isolation. "Sure thing, baby," I told her.
I went to the bottom drawer of our dresser, and pulled out our small collection of 'fun-time' stuff. We had two pairs of cheap black furry handcuffs, a black bit gag, a pink blindfold, a coil of maroon rope, a roll of red bondage tape, a glass dildo, and a mini vibe. I decided to leave the blindfold, because I wanted to see Jessica's hateful eyes the entire time. I left the vibe too, when I remembered the bigass device Jessica had been using on herself.
I made a quick plan, put the bit in my back pocket, carried one set of cuffs in one hand, and everything else in the other. I came out into the living room, and Jessica was standing there in panties and a bra, facing partly away from me. I quickly dropped the rope, tape, glass toy, and one set of cuffs on a chair, and moved a pillow over them. I held out the other set of cuffs, and approached her.
Jessica only looked at me from the corner of her eye, and turned her nose up at me and the cuffs, a dismissive look on her face. I took hold of one wrist, and placed it in the cuff. Jessica didn't move. I placed the cuffed hand behind her back, brought the other wrist to it, and closed it. Jessica gave a single chuckle, but said nothing.
"These cuffs are pretty loose," I told her. "I bet you could get out if you wanted to. Let's test it, alright?" I took hold of the little chain between the cuffs, and slid my other hand down along Jessica's ribcage. I reached her kidneys, and wiggled my fingers against her skin, tickling her.
Jessica flinched and tried to draw away. "No," she said, pulling at the cuffs. "No, that's not fair." She flinched again as I tickled her, but I held her in place with the cuffs.
"Seems to me, if you really want to get out of these, you could." I tickled her again.
Jessica winced and groaned, and shifted her arms. She wiggled one wrist for a moment, and squirmed it out of the cuff. I told you they were cheap.
Jessica spun her body away from me, still tethered by the other wrist. "Look LH, I get that you want to do something here, but I don't like being tickled, so just-"
As she'd been speaking, I'd pulled the bit gag from my back pocket, and I cut her off by sticking it in her mouth. She recoiled back, but when she realized what it was, she relaxed. I moved behind her and fastened the strap of the gag, attaching it firm but over her long red hair. "No more tickles, I promise," I told her. "That was just a test, to be sure you could get out."
With the bit secure, I took her wrists, which she let me do, and I locked the cuffs back on behind her back. I went to the chair with the other items, picked them up, placed them nearby, and then got out my phone. I started a sound recording.
"Hi Natalie," I said into the phone. "LH here, just wanted to say 'hi', and Jessica's here too. Say 'hi', Jessica." I held the phone up to her, but Jessica didn't say anything. She just glared.
"Oh I'm sorry, Jessica's a little tied up right now. Well, not literally, we haven't gotten to that yet. For now, she's got a bit in her mouth, and cuffs on her wrists. She's wearing purple panties and a peach bra. Let's go over to the couch, Jessica." I pulled her by the arm.
Jessica moved with me, and began to sit down. "Na'ah," I told her. "Lay face-down, Jessica." She gave me a token little struggle, then flopped down face-first onto the couch, I noticed her head was near one of the cum stains she'd left, so I grabbed a handful of her hair, bunched it up behind the strap of the bit, and pushed her nose into the stained cushion.
"See this, Jessica? This stain here? This is where you squirted all over me, and I told you to clean it up."
I began to emphasize each word with a little push. "You. Did. Not. Clean. Up. After. Your. Sloppy. Cunt." Holding her head down in the stain, I gave her ass a couple hard spanks. I let her go after that, and went to get the rest of the bondage gear. As I came back to the couch, I could see she was frowning at me. Not with hatred, I think, more like annoyance.
I laid the other set of cuffs, the rope, the dildo, and the phone on Jessica's back, and unstuck the end of the tape. I grabbed her ankle, and brought it up to the back of her thigh, and ran the tape around them together a couple times. Then I did her other leg the same way. "OK babe," I said into the phone. "Jessica is facedown, handcuffed, and her legs are frogtied with tape. I'm gonna start with the rope now."
I untied the coil. "I think we'll start with... oops, safety. Hang on, babe." I stopped the recording. I went to the kitchen and got a set of heavy-duty scissors from a drawer. I set them aside for safety, and got to work tying Jessica.
About ten minutes later, I started a new recording. "OK hi again Natalie, Jessica is good and tied. She's got a loop around her neck, running down her front, under her pussy, and back around to a loop that I've run her hair through. I've got the tension done pretty good on that, so she either strains her scalp, or her cunt. Or a little of both, heh. Next, her arms are bound to her sides, and I've got the cuffs on her wrists tied to a line between her ankles. I've taken off the tape though, she's free to wiggle her legs around if she can. How about you give us a little wiggle, Jessica?"
Jessica didn't wiggle. She'd been ignoring me for the last few minutes. "No? Alright. Hey, were these panties expensive?"
