It was
the First of April, and on this Sunday evening, Davinia’s father and stepmother
were out at an important engagement. Davinia was being kept company by her
friend Serena. Well, more like being kept on the floor.
Davinia
wriggled helplessly in a tight hogtie, her modesty only being protected only by
a white bra and panties. Her wrists were bound together with white rope, palm
to palm, and her elbows were pulled together and bound so firmly that they were
touching. Another rope around her waist tied her wrists to her back. Davinia’s
legs were bound at the ankles and below the knees, and her heels were nearly
pressing into her bottom.
The
piece de resistance, so to speak was the hogtie itself, because it wasn’t just
a hogtie. One end of a double stranded piece of rope was tied to the rope
around Davinia’s waist, at her front. A series of knots was placed along that
end, and then the rope was threaded between her legs, over her wrists, and the
other end was tied firmly to her ankle bonds. This had the effect of having the
knots pressing into her womanhood, causing a mixture of discomfort and pleasure
and with every movement, the knots caressed her slightly closer to fulfilment.
Serena
stood over Davinia, wearing trainers, slacks and a blouse, all black. “Now,
Snow White.” she said “Who is the fairest of them all?”
“I am.”
Davinia answered and immediately regretted it as her sides were assailed by
Serena’s finger. “Nonononononono! stopitstopitstopitstopit!” Serena stopped,
giving Davinia time to get her breath back. “Pleasenonononononono.” Davinia was
now screeching like crazy as Serena scraped her fingernails across Davinia’s
helplessly exposed feet. This proved to be even worse, because of the double
torment of the crotch rope teasing and tormenting her.
Serena
now stopped. “Who is the fairest of them all, Snow White?”
“You
are.” Davinia said, and screamed again as she was subjected to more tickling. Serena
stopped again and allowed Davinia to recover. “You are, Wicked Queen”
“That’s
right Snow White.” Serena said. “It’s a pity that I shall have to dispose of
you in the woods, as you have nothing to offer me.”
“Please
don’t Wicked Queen, please don’t leave me to die like this in the Dark Forest,
I will do anything you want, anything.” Davinia pleaded to the ‘Wicked Queen’
“Unfortunately
all of my henchmen are busy right now, so I will have to hire some kidnappers
to take you away and abandon you to the wild animals.” Serena jokingly
threatened.
“No,
don’t! Don’t order any kidnappers to abduct me and leave me to be helplessly
devoured, Wicked Queen. I will be your willing servant and slave.” Davinia
begged.
Serena
sat down at the computer. “I will go and find some kidnappers right now, so
that you can be left to your fate.”
“Please
Wicked Queen. You can’t be so cruel as to order a kidnapper and have me cruelly
disposed of. I will be yours without hesitation.” Davinia felt like she was
really getting into the spirit of the role-play.
Then,
Serena started the browser, and just for fun typed ‘Order a Kidnapper’ into the
search engine. It was then that she pressed on a link at the top that intrigued
her.
The
result caused Serena to burst into laughter.
“What
is it?” Davinia asked “I can’t see what it is.”
“You
really have to see this, Davinia, it must be the silliest April Fools ever.”
Serena, still giggling, put Davinia into a kneeling position in front of the
screen. Davinia moaned and groaned as the effect of the rope was now magnified
by her new position.
Davinia
took one look at the screen and her eyes widened like saucers. “Oh... My...
God! That cannot be real, that has to be a joke website...”
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