Here, I have a story that almost didn't exist. It started as just... a test of sorts. Without going into exact detail, I was worried about my ability to write. So I intended to just write a scene or two, and maybe only share it with a person or two. Yet, not feeling right just starting in the 'middle' of a scene, I wrote a bit of an intro... one that kept going and going, and started to involve into a full story =P
Never intended it to be longer than a single part, but I ended up with this. Still not a truly serious project, I still have something else in the works. Yet this came together quickly enough, and I even had someone who offered to help edit it. So a super big and special thanks to Uzaho for checking on things like grammar and stuff for me.
Don't expect a sequel to this one. It really is meant to be standalone.
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Part 1
Erica sighed when she finally donned her fated outfit. May stood beside her, snickering into the mirror. Erica now regretted agreeing to this before even knowing the exact details.
The two girls recently made a bet. Erica had been very shy her whole life and May took it upon herself to help her friend out in that matter. They'd been doing this ever since they graduated high school. May's help took the form of challenges and bets, and Erica was now stuck in another. This was surely going to push her boundaries though!
Erica had on the smallest bikini she'd ever seen in real life. The bright pink triangles atop her breasts were small. She could make out plenty of smooth and round flesh peeking out of the sides. Although her nipples were secure, she'd have to worry about them staying that way. Even the white strings holding it together weren't the most firm, threatening to slip and undo.
The bottoms weren't much better. She understood why May insisted that she shave a bit more liberally that morning. The white trim of the bikini bottoms road low enough to show her pelvis. The white strings across her hips had a flimsy knot on each side as well. Erica had to run a hand across her backside to get a good feel for how the fabric covered her bottom. Although it wasn't a thong style, Erica still felt extra showings of her backend. The bottoms were cut in a way that left the lower corners of her cheeks out in the open and even a bit of the beginning of her butt crack. Any attempt to pull the garment up did little to hide her.
"May, this isn't going to work out!" Erica complained. She tried twisting in front of the mirror, but no matter what angle she saw herself from, she still felt overly exposed.
However May was enjoying herself, still looking Erica over. "You look good Erica. Every inch you feel is too much is an inch of extra cuteness," May complimented. Erica's face turned a dark red from the embarrassment. May was always obnoxiously flirty with her, but she hated the extra attention she received from others. At least that had been her initial reaction. It was also true that ever since they had started these games, Erica was starting to feel better about herself.
"You say that as if this is how it's going to stay! You think I'm not smart enough to know what will happen when we do the rest of this?" Erica whined. But May lit up after the complaint and quickly scurried away. Erica watched as May opened the bag near their locker in the changing room. She dug around for a few seconds before removing a shiny pair of handcuffs!
"Stand still! We did forget the best accessory!" May ordered. She ran back up to Erica, grabbing both her wrists. Erica was swung around so May could hold Erica's hands behind her back. Erica allowed it to happen, having grown used to not fighting May's will. But she was worried that such kinky actions might be caught by someone else entering the locker room.
The cool steel on her wrists were an instant escalation of her predicament. This was the issue Erica had with the whole plan. Now she had no way to defend herself against May, who was hard enough to fend off even with the use of both her hands. Although this wasn't the first time May had placed her in cuffs, Erica still shook her wrists to try and free herself.
"These aren't an accessory May! They're freaking handcuffs! Someone is going to think I'm your prisoner!" Erica exclaimed. Erica glanced over to see her profile view in the mirror; her near naked form and the handcuffs. It definitely felt perverse to her.
"Oh? I didn't mean the handcuffs, Erica dear. The thing that completes this ensemble is that total look of helplessness on your face," May declared bringing her hand up to Erica's rosy cheek. She softly stroked it, pushing a strand of Erica's raven-black locks from her face.
Erica's mouth hung open as May made this move. In truth, her self-esteem wasn't the only goal of these games they played. The first time the two of them tried this it became quickly apparent that each had their own sexual stake in it. Erica was a submissive at heart and May relished in the teasing of others. But the two rarely acknowledged it out loud. Erica was embarrassed to admit to her own deviant pleasure and it would seem May enjoyed that Erica tried to hide that.
"You need to stop," Erica breathlessly retorted, trying her best to seem indignant of May's behavior. She stepped away from her blonde friend, trying to act is if she was going to end this game. After a few steps however, the cold steel of the small metal chain against her back reminded her she didn't have a choice anymore.
"Did you need the key?" May asked, knowing exactly why Erica had suddenly stopped her attempt to run away. She took this chance to walk up behind the handcuffed girl. She placed both hands on Erica's shoulders. She leaned her head in close and whispered in Erica's ear. "I could strip you naked and leave you here to venture out and find me."
Erica's lungs expanded. Adrenaline shot through her. For some reason, even though it was her first time wearing the suit, it was not difficult for Erica to picture how easily it could slip from her body. She was now acutely aware of every inch of fabric that covered her bare skin. The suit now felt like it offered as much protection as full winter gear when compared to May's threat.
Erica felt nothing but the need to submit to May's desire in that moment. The woman was good at that. However Erica couldn't admit to it, and instead she tried to act angry. "Just get the key and undo these things. I can't go walking around with them on in front of everyone!"
May giggled as she let go of Erica. She bounced her way back to the bag, digging for the key. "You know, I could walk you around without the handcuffs! I could take off even more!"
"Then I'd kill you!" Erica fired back. Her frustration with herself fueled the harmless venom in her words.
May could sense her friend wasn't seriously upset. "You love me too much to do that. You also know you're going to go through with this. You already agreed. You aren't going back on your word, are you?" May asked.
Erica sighed, pleased that May was at least undoing the lock on the cuffs. "I'm not backing out, just you behave. I know there's almost no one out there, but you know this is embarrassing! And I don't want to get arrested for some type of public bondage play," Erica warned.
"But then you'd get to wear real handcuffs, right? I wonder what the cops would say with these little bits pointing out the whole time," Erica commented while using her fingers to rub Erica's hard nipples through the suit top.
Erica wasn't prepared for her touch and let out a gasp as the woven triangles slid against her nipples. If anything was going to make her feel more vulnerable it was the fact that her most sensitive spots weren't well guarded. It was one thing to have a lot of skin on show, but that May could easily tease her body only added another layer to her current issues.
"Behave!" Erica barked. She walked away from May, trying to cover her chest. Her now freed forearms rested against the top, feeling it bunch up on her chest. She had to fix the displacement of the fabric when she finally let her arms recoil away. She hadn't shown much in the move, nothing scandalous at least.
May herself wore a more basic bikini. Erica was sure she had purposefully chosen a dark blue as a way to not stand out against Erica's pink and white. The devious May always loved forcing the ideas of contrast.
