The author retains all copyright to and within this story. There is no sex so no need to affirm ages of characters.
I like to imagine different professions and how they might add or detract from a conversation. I got this idea in my head and couldn't shake it, despite the feeling that it wasn't the best. So in the end, it's a bit of fluff, but mine own.
The game's afoot! Enjoy.
Clarissa opened her eyes, yawned and found she couldn't close her mouth.
"Whaaffittt!" she said, erudite as always.
"Welcome back, honey," I said. "You must have been really tired to sleep through all that."
"Whuuffn?"
"That little session we had where you wanted us to try being tied up and ball-gagged? Remember? By the end of it you'd had so many orgasms, I'm not surprised you went straight to sleep -- just fell over right on top of me. I couldn't tie you up straight away because, well ... I wasn't in a position to. But I eventually managed to sort that out and I've just finished getting you nicely tied up and getting that ball gag in so we can continue in a while."
"Nerrffft!"
"No not yet, honey, you sexy little slut. While you were sleeping, I thought up another game that we could play. It's a good one. My very own Great Game. I've turned it into a board game and hopefully make a mint out of selling or licensing it. Who says dentists can't be fun?"
"Yannggg!"
"Oh come on Clarissa, we played your game. I was a bit tired, but you persuaded me that it would be fun. You could tie me up and we could have wild monkey sex, and then I could tie you up and we could have wild monkey sex. And then you somehow fell asleep on me halfway through the game for some reason, and left me hanging, so to speak. All tied up."
"Snooggrrmb"
"Oh, don't apologise. I'm sure you were tired out after a long day at work, pressing a button every now and then while you filed your nails."
"Tghrruff"
"Okay, I do apologise for that. I know you're doing a vital job and that data and communication is the currency of the future. It just doesn't seem quite as hard as trying to avoid being bitten while at the same trying not to gag at the smell from a rotting mouth that could stop a bear in its tracks at fifty feet. But I am sorry, I wasn't really denigrating your career as office management assistant trainee, it just sounded that way. I'll be more careful in the future. I wouldn't want to upset my future wife, just a week before the wedding."
"Fffrakkn!"
"Well I'm glad you forgive me and you don't mind if we play my game for a while before we move onto the second half of yours. I'll just turn your chair around like that so you can get in nice and close to the action.
"Hllluff?"
"Them? C'mon Honey, you know our friends! I mean, we've had so many barbeques together it's like we're family. Hey Larry, say hello to Clarissa.
"Mmmf."
"Shnnnkkl?"
"Yeah, well just between you and me, you know how loud Larry can be - especially at parties. I mean you used to think he was completely boorish the way he would dominate conversations, paw at any woman within reach and tell filthy jokes at the top of his voice. Eventually you came around and warmed up to him a little and then warmed up to him a lot, and we became friends with him and Judy. But today he was being a bit too loud and I didn't want him to wake the children, so I asked him if he minded if I put an oral clamp on him. He didn't and here we are, ready to play.
"Chrrrssbbl"
"Oh yeah, I guess I forgot that I took the children over to my mum for the evening. Well, what's done is done."
"Mmmf"
"No Larry, you can keep it. I have another one. Although I did lend that one to Mo here."
"Snnm?"
"Mo, c'mon buddy. That rope's not too tight. Hell Clarissa tied me up a lot tighter than that for our little session this evening. Oops, too much information, I know. Not something I should be sharing even with close friends."
"Snnm!"
"Well stop twisting your wrists like then! Shit, no wonder it hurts if you keep doing that. Clarissa always thought you were a bit of a mummy's boy, but I never believed that. I'm pretty sure you're quite a tough guy under all those layers of padding. Hey buddy? Tough guy!"
"Snnm?"
"C'mon Mo, that was just a tap between friends, like the way tough guys bond with each other. You don't hear Schwarzenegger or Stallone crying when they play punch each other on the shoulder."
"Bounnsff!"
"Really? Wow. Now Clarissa, I didn't know they were both old and retired. I haven't had the chance to sit and watch a movie in the last two years, not since we met actually. I sat and watched you at a lot of parties, or at your company dinners, or attended to patients after hours so we could save up for this house. But watch movies? Not a chance."
"Mmmf"
"Hang on, Larry. Wait till I finish talking and then you can have a go. That's how conversation works. I talk, then you talk, then somebody else talks. It isn't you talk, you talk, you hit on someone's date, and then you talk some more. Get over yourself. I'm beginning to think Clarissa was right about you."
"Snnm!"
"We'll start the game in a minute, Mo. Just let me finish setting the scene. Don't worry, you'll like this one. Okay, sorry about that Carl, I'm not fobbing you off. You're a good friend and have stuck with us through thick and thicker."
