Jenny lay there motionless. She was a bit upset about what Joyce had said, but she didn't know what to do. Was her friend really a porn addict who had sexual thoughts about even her own friends?! Something was amiss here... and Jenny wanted to know what she could do to help. She drifted off into a fitful sleep, difficulties heightened by the excesiveness of her bonds. She couldn't move an inch: her ankles, thighs, knees, elbows, wrists, feet, and thumbs were bound; her arms were pinned to her body; her body was fastened to the posts at the shoulders and ankles; and she was wrapped to the bed.
Zoe couldn't do much more. She was a willing captive. She had lost a bet, and she would honor it! But, oh did she need to pee now! Too had it was only 4 AM, and that she had another 3 hours to go. The combination of cloth, metal, and rope held her body firm and helpless.
Jenny awoke to the sound of her cuffs coming off. The ropes running under the bed were undone. Joyce continued releasing Jenny's arms, and soon they were picking at knots together. Jenny pushed her gag out and down with her tongue before unknotting it and then sliding her blindfold up, removing her green headband as well. Joyce had changed into gray sweats and a pink hoody since the day before.
"All right, let's clean this crap up."
"Joyce, sit down," Jenny said afterward.
"All right... I will tell you..."
"I want to help."
"Jenny... I got hooked on porn over break. After I got my Christmas surprises, I got curious about TUG ideas. I explored the internet and instead found porn. Instead of avoiding it, I looked at more. I found myself spending hours, and pretty quickly wanted to be the girl in the picture or video, even as I watched some pretty awful things get enacted, both by females and males against girls.
"It felt awful... I got sick, but Janie and Lauren helped me. But I still get tempted. I... hurt... my niece and Janie, leading to Janie's head injury she came her with. And sometimes, but not always, during a TUG, I find myself with dirty thoughts and have even had to change my clothes after one because I let myself get too stimulated in my imagination. Jenny, I'm a sick and awful person. Just stay away!"
"It's all right... I'll help you as much as I can."
"Thanks. I need all the help I can get."
"Joyce, what's this?"
"Nothing. Gimme that!" Joyce's eyes grew wide.
"Joyce, what are you hiding?"
"It's just a special pen someone gave me... years ago."
"Why don't I see you use it?"
"It's expensive and special, so I sometimes just take it out and look at it!"
"Why are you lying?"
"I didn't want anyone to know that I'm... diabetic."
"I would make you special stuff! What's awful about that?!"
"That is exactly the problem! People hear diabetes and think it's a problem of too much sugar. For me, it isn't. I don't have enough! If I don't get enough, I will die! If I get too much, I could die as well!"
"You're afraid to be judged?"
"Yes! Please, don't tell anyone!"
"I don't want to be judged for something God made me with."
"Joyce, lemme give you a hug."
"I need it so badly!"
"You have had a rough time."
"I don't need sympathy... just love."
"Let's go eat then!"
Jenny didn't even change her clothes except for her shirt, which she exchanged for a blue one and exchanged the black bandana for a camouflage one. Joy was out there already in her long brown skirt and white blouse with the brown jacket; her hair was held by a brown ponytail. Janie wore her red school sweatpants, a tiedye t-shirt, and a red headband. Bridget was there in a bright blue skirt with a white blouse, a black pullover jacket, and a matching bright blue headband.
"Where are Nichole and Zoe?" Jenny asked.
"Changing and showering."
"Well, when they are here we can all hit the dining hall. I'll swipe your sister in!"
When Nichole finally showered (she was a VERY slow shower-er), Zoe was long awake and free from her bonds, so the girls took off. Nichole wore her blue sweatpants, a red hoody, and a yellow bandana headband. Nichole looked like a crayon box of sorts.
The girls ate their breakfast together and then went about their days: class, work, HW, practice, etc. One person excited for their day was Lauren Patterson: for the first time since freshman year, she was needed by the swim team! So, she suited up and went to practice in the comforts of the heated indoor pool.
It was during practice that Lauren got the text asking her to be part of Jenny's gang, or as she called it posse, to get back for what had happened the night before. Lauren, of course, would do anything for Jenny, particularly when it meant getting to tie up Janie!
Jenny was a bit sneaky. She was texting Lauren her plan as she ate with her victims-to-be, but she kept her emotions hidden nicely. It was all coming along perfectly... Later that evening, the posse met up in Joyce's room to discuss their plan of attack.
"We need to get Janie first. She's the biggest," Jenny started in a whisper.
"Then we get Bridget because she's stronger," Joyce added.
"And then the last two are easy to gang up on!"
"Sounds like a course of action! Lauren, did you bring your stuff just in case? You never can have too much, although you can have too little!"
"Got it here!"
"Joyce, we have all our stuff?"
"Yes. Your bag is right here, and my stuff is there."
"We're good to go! We just need to wait for Joy and Bridget to get back from their Bible group."
"Joyce, I heard you're not doing well."
"No, I'm not. I just keep finding new ways to get myself in trouble. I am totally distraught."
"Joyce, it sounds like it doesn't make you happy."
"Not really, but it does so many things that only make sense from a hormonal standpoint."
"But they don't bring the satisfaction for the real deal."
"No, they don't. It's that weird feeling..."
"Doesn't it make you feel filthy?"
"Why do you think it stresses me into diarrhea!"
"Joyce, I can't keep listening to this! You have a laundry list of why you hate it, and you can't name one reason you like it, yet you keep doing it! You ARE such a hypocrite!" Lauren yelled in total frustration, slamming her fist on the dress she was leaning against.
"Then don't ask me anything!"
"I shouldn't have because it would saved me from losing the IQ points I just lost listening to that inane statement!"
"Lauren, God damn you!" Joyce once again hummed something at someone, but this time it was her phone, which slammed off the wall with a loud bang.
"Joyce, cut the crap at once! There is no reason to be fighting!" Jenny said.
"Who asked you?"
"Joyce, you need to just listen even if you disagree or are spoken badly of," Jenny tried to give Joyce a hug.
"No, a hug won't do it anymore."
"Joyce, why did you throw that?!" Lauren asked.
"Because I'm afraid!"
"Why are you afraid of people?"
"I'm not afraid of you; I'm afraid of me!"
"I can't tell you. Let it suffice that I don't trust myself. I'm sorry I exploded on you."
"Be glad you have an Otterbox! Or you'd have no phone!"
"Everything Ok here?" Janie poked her head in.
"I need a Pepsi... Janie, could you please?"
Joyce stood up but then fell down on the ground. She was shaking violently and covered in sweat. Jenny and Lauren rushed over to help her.
"Joyce! Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I'm just... weak."
"Joyce, here you go!" Janie said.
"Thanks. Well, now I can let you figure out the rest, Lauren."
"Joyce, in your heart, you're a good person, but some people need to have secrets to protect themselves."
"Now you understand me."
"You're a true friend, Joyce."
"I try, as often as I stumble."
"You shouldn't have skipped dinner!"
"I had a HW deadline!"
Janie made an A-OK with her fingers and left. She understood.
"Let's get past this stuff. We can worry about it later."
"We will start the plan once you're ready."
"Let me finish this, and we can go!"
"Joyce, I wish you wouldn't overdo it!" Jenny said.
"You wouldn't know I have a problem if I didn't tell you, and now you're telling me how to handle it?"
"Sorry," Jenny laughed.
"Janie! I didn't want you to leave!" Joyce shouted.
"You need something?"
"Take a seat."
"Sure. Wassup?" Janie sat to Joyce's right on the bottom bunk.
"We were just discussing my various dilemmas...," Joyce gave Janie a hug with her right arm.
"I'd be gone without you. You keep me in line."
"It's worth it."
"And thank you for getting me that soda."
"No problem. You needed it."
"You would have been a great big sister to someone!" Lauren sat down on the other side of Janie and gave her a one-armed hug as well.
"Well, what more could I ask for? I have friends and family that love me... to the moon and back!"
"You do! That's why we... do this!" Lauren tightened her grip suddenly and cupped her other hand over Janie's mouth.
"Mmmph!" she said as she fell back onto the bed.
"Joyce, move!" Jenny said as she jumped on Janie's flailing legs.
Jenny went to work tying Janie's legs at the knees, thighs, ankles, and feet. Joyce and Lauren rolled her on her tummy so that Joyce could handcuff her wrists while Lauren kept her silent. Elbow ropes, a breast harness, and a waist rope followed. She was now immobilized.
"Get a gag, quick!" Lauren said.
"Here!" Joyce handed her a knotted blue bandana.
"Thanks!" she quickly removed her hand and shoved the cloth in her sister's mouth.
Lauren knotted it off, put a strip of microfoam tape over that, and blindfolded her with a green bandana.
"Here!" Jenny handed two camouflage bandanas to Lauren and Joyce.
"What are we supposed to do?" Lauren asked.
"Wear it like me! We're a team!"
"Ok then," both complied.
"Hold on!" Jenny said as she sat with Janie, Lauren, and Joyce as she took a selfie of their first conquest.
"Let's do something more...," Joyce said as she took a pink bandana and hogtied Janie with it.
"Be cool about it, sis!"
"Who is next?"
"We need Bridget..."
"But how do we?"
"Let me handle this," Jenny said confidently.
"Hey, Bridget, we've got a question about sports."
"It would help!"
"Sure thing. What do you wanna know?" she got up and headed toward the room.
"We are wondering about how it is to compete in the winter."
"Well, it's... Hi, Janie..."
"It's pretty nasty at times because the water is really cold. I always check the forecast before I go out because I don't want hypothermia."
"Anything else to add... how about like track for me?"
"You have indoors, but be careful when practicing because of ice."
"Indoor. Conclusion: track is king!"
"Swimming is indoor here too!"
"Rowing is still better!"
"Yeah, I'd say somph!" Lauren grabbed ahold of Bridget and gripped her tightly.
Jenny this time took the upper part, binding Bridget's elbows and wrists with rope as Lauren stood there holding her. Bridget was trying to squirm, but she was powerless against Lauren's size. Joyce tied her ankles, knees, thighs (over her skirt on the knees and thighs), and feet. Jenny added a breast harness and waist rope.
Lauren was handed a knotted navy blue bandana, which she used to gag Bridget quickly and efficiently before adding microfoam tape and adding a white blindfold. They stood her against the bed and tied her left and right shoulders to the upper bunk's footboard with red and orange bandanas. They roped her torso and legs into the footboards as well, using brown and black bandanas below her knees.
"Mmmph!" she moaned as Jenny's Posse took selfies and a video.
"This is for last night."
"You'll be fine," Jenny taunted Bridget with a pat on the cheek.
"The rest is easy!"
"Are you sure?" Lauren asked.
"You get Joy's handcuffs while I distract them. I'll get Nichole easily enough."
"We can do that!"
"I think teo distractors is better," Joyce suggested.
"They'll figure it out once they see us anyhow."
Janie and Bridget had it rough. Their captors had thought it through: they couldn't reach other from where they were. They would have to fight in silent solidarity. Bridget's legs were cold because of her skirt being hiked up to fasten her legs to the bed, but she couldn't exactly chatter her teeth.
"Trouble!" Joy said as the Posse entered.
"What trouble?" Nichole didn't even look up.
"Jenny has a gang!"
"Loser gets bound?" Jenny said to Nichole.
"At least I stand a chance there."
"Fight for life?"
"Revenge for last night?"
"Deal," they bumped fists.
Meanwhile, Joyce and Lauren had sneaked into the other room and gotten Joy's handcuffs. Joyce shuddered because she knew that one of those would be used on her later.
"Staring contest!" Joyce said to Joy.
"Blast you!" she said as she gazed into Joyce's eyes.
"Gotcha!" Lauren grabbed her quickly.
"Hey! Stop it!" she said as she heard the cuff click on her wrists.
"Prisoner!" Lauren said proudly.
"Get off me!" she moaned as Joyce bound her legs at the ankles, knees, and thighs with some of the ankle rope being wrapped around her feet as well.
"This was easy!" Lauren added a full breast harness with loops around Joy's shoulders, neck, between her arms and torso, etc. They finished her off with a waist rope.
"Now to shut her up!" Joyce took a knotted brown bandana and gagged Joy. A few strips of red duct tape further silenced her.
Joyce folded a white bandana into a bandana and blindfolded Joy before sliding it up like a headband. Lauren looked quizically at Joyce.
"I want her to see Nichole's demise."
"Isn't that torture?"
"Enhanced interrogation techniques."
"Why you sneaky little!"
"Hey, it works!"
"Wait til I!"
"She's all mine!" Jenny warned.
"So, Joyce, you feeling OK?"
"I am doing all right. I need a breather."
"That's fine. How do you feel... here?" Lauren pointed to Joyce's heart.
"OK. I'm content with things at the moment."
"Good. We'll get you back to being content ALL the time."
"I look forward to it!"
As soon as the thrashing was done, all three girls jumped Nichole. Jenny cuffed her. They forced her into a chair and tied a breast harness and waist rope before binding her legs: thighs, knees, and ankles. Ropes from her right and left legs and arms went into the right legs and arms or framework of the chair.
Jenny took a purple bandana, knotted it, and gagged Nichole before wrapping her head in the red tape, finishing the roll after the 7th wrap around. A pale blue bandana was used to blindfold her.
"Win!" the girls all exchanged high-fives.
In Cool Girl fashion, they scrounged around for more camouflage bandanas and masked themselves for their final phase.
To finish it off, they brought Nichole into the bedroom. After sliding her blindfold down, they took selfies with Joy, tightly hogtied her, and carried her into the bedroom. They took more selfies with Bridget and Nichole before filming each one and then the group.
"Joyce," Jenny said.
"Take me," she put her hands behind her back.
"Of course!" Jenny added the thumbcuffs as well.
It didn't take long for her to be tied at the major points: waist, breasts, elbows, ankles, knees, thighs, and feet. Lacking places to bind her, Jenny and Lauren fastened Joyce to the ladder so that she was facing the bed. They used her mask to cleave gag her, added microfoam tape, and blindfolded her with a gray bandana. More selfies and another short film concluded the adventure.
"We did it! Thanks, Lauren!" Jenny slid down her mask to her chin.
"No problem! This has been a fun day!"
"You're a Cool Girl!" Jenny punned.
"Nah, you're just an awesome, fun friend."
"That I strive to be!"
"And you do!" Lauren hugged Jenny as this was said.
"What do you want to do for your birthday?"
"I had forgotten it was coming!"
"We have all night and the next few nights to worry about it!"
"No one asked you!"
There were five girls, bound, gagged, and struggling. For Joy and Janie, they would later say it was the most brutal hogtie they'd ever experienced. Each girl was mmphing and moaning as they fought to escape their bonds, those who could anyway. But one of them was doing a little bit more than this as she went through these motions...
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