Game On · Part 1

Game On · Part 1 (1/2)
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Phil and Mike came up to the girls who were happily discussing something on Bev's deck and enjoying the sun. Bev wore a floral sundress with her large breasts filling the halter style top that tied in a big bow behind her neck. Sue was also wearing a sundress, but hers was strapless with an elasticized bodice. Her small tits needed no support and got none from the thin stretchy fabric of her dress. Phil said, "Mike and I were just talking about how the two of you like to be tied up, and…"

Sue butted in, "Wait a second! I know Mike likes tying me up, and I'll bet Phil is the same, but where do you get the idea Bev and I like to be tied up?"

"Come on! I know you like it. All that attention, and the relief when you're untied."

Beverly joined in, "I kinda like it, Sue. I find it fun and challenging because it can push my limits which I think is good, and the sex after is great. Even sex while tied up is fantastic."

Sue said, "You're not helping my argument, Bev."

Bev shot back, "We were talking maybe a week ago and you said you enjoy your bondage sessions with Mike."

Putting his hands on Sue's shoulders, Phil said, "You know you like it."

Sue finally gave in, "OK, OK. I love being tied up. In fact the tighter the better. Is that what you want to hear?"

Now Mike joined in. "Well that fits well with what we were coming to talk about. Phil and I challenged each other to a bondage competition and we need you ladies to be our bondage models."

"What's in it for us?" asked Bev. Sue looked shocked or at least annoyed that Bev didn't shut down this silly idea on the first breath.

Phil said, "We thought a good wager would be for the winning team to pick the restaurant and the losers pay."

Sue was not impressed. "So tying up your wife is now a team sport, and of course I 'love' to be tied up."

"Oh, come on Sue. It'll be fun. We can pick the restaurant together. It's one of the guys who will be paying, so we both come out winners," said Bev as she tried to encourage Sue.

Phil went into the house, saying, "I'll get my ropes and meet you in the living room. It's a bad idea to be tying up women on your back deck. I hope I have enough rope for both of you."

With Phil in the house, Mike tried to explain the 'game'. "For each stage of tying you ladies up we'll judge who did the better job. A point for each stage. The 'team' with the most points wins."

"Sounds pretty simple," said Bev. "Who's the judge?"

"We all can be. You ladies might well be better judges than us."

Phil met the other three in the living room and dropped a huge pile of cotton rope in the middle of the room. "I sure hope that's enough rope."

Sue looked at the pile and said, "There's enough rope to tie up a small army!"

Bev was excited. "Who's going first?"

Mike said, "We'll go first since Sue loves to be tied up." Sue smiled and turned her back to Mike with her hands behind her back ready to be tied, but Mike said, "This is a competition, dear. We need your best. Hands up between your shoulder blades."

Sue said, "OK. Let's get this first point!" You could tell she was getting into the game. She easily twisted her arms into a reverse prayer allowing Mike to tie and cinch her wrists between her shoulder blades. Sue was pretty flexible and she had done this position before with Mike, a reverse prayer always looks impressive. Mike picked up a second piece of cord, a short length of heavy string and wrapped it around her thumbs.

Sue asked, "What are you doing, dear?"

Mike answered, "It's just a little extra to make sure we take this early lead." He finished by cinching the string between her thumbs.

Now it was Phil's turn. Bev locked her hands together behind her back and turned to face away from Phil. Phil instead asked her to turn and face him and put her hands together in front and tying her wrists together he said, "This competition calls for extraordinary ties. Remember this one?"

"I think I do," said Bev, smiling.

Phil cinched the tie and finished by tying it off between her wrists, out of reach of her fingers. Then he picked up a short string and tied Beverly's thumbs together like Mike had done to Sue. Then he took a second string and tied her second fingers together too, at the base of the fingers. Bev watched intently while Mike secured her fingers with a snug cinch.

"Ooo, that's tight. Those fingers will probably go blue. Hey, look! I can show you 'the finger'." And she curled all the other fingers down while the tied fingers stayed up. Indeed she was giving everyone 'the finger'.

Mike said, "Well, that tie is never going to beat a reverse prayer. Looks like we earned the first point."

Sue was pleased with herself and Mike and did a little happy dance with her arms tied tight behind her.

Phil said, "Wait a minute. We're not finished. OK, Bev. Hands behind your head." Then Phil looped a rope around her arms, above her elbows, and pulled it tight bringing her elbows crushing together. Bev grunted as her arms came together behind her head. "Can you tilt your head forward, please. It makes it easier tying the rope back here." Bev leaned her head further forward, Phil swept her long hair in front and finished wrapping the rope around her upper arms. Like any good tie he finished by cinching it and tying it off with a knot on the top of her arms. "Now we are done."

"And, wow, is this ever tight!" said Bev. "It feels like my shoulders are being pulled out of their sockets."

Mike said, "That's pretty impressive, but Sue's arms are completely immobilized in her tie."

Phil argued back, "What do you mean? Bev's elbows are crushed together."

Mike answered with, "I haven't even tried to tie her elbows yet. Turn around, Sue and let me tie your elbows."

Sue hesitated to turn her back to Mike. "You've never tied my elbows in this position before."

"Let's give it a try, honey and see how it goes." Sue nodded and Mike made a lark's head, looped around her elbows and began to pull it tight with one hand while the other arm squeezed her elbows together.

Sue grunted. "I know how you feel Bev. My shoulders feel like they are being twisted out of their sockets too. Mike, I can't take the tension."

"It's a competition. Just a little more" said Mike as he laid a little more pressure on her twisted arms. This time she screamed and Mike stopped pulling tighter and just wrapped the rope around her arms several times. He managed to squeeze in a cinch but it was more to ensure the rope stayed in place than to tighten it any more.

Phil had a look at Mike's tie and judged that Sue's elbows were not touching and so Bev's tie was better. Mike said, "It is impossible to bring the elbows right together in a reverse prayer! Sue's arms are totally immobilized while Bev's arms are loose past the elbow."

Sue added, "My arms are aching. Can we stop the arguing and get this over with!"

Bev tried to be the mediator in the dispute saying, "How about we get a point for elbows together and Sue and Mike get a point for immobilization of her arms."

Phil said, "we'll take the point for the elbows, but I want to try tying down Bev's arms more."

Bev asked, "How are you going to do that?"

Sue just wanted her elbows released. "If we lost at elbow tying, can you untie my elbows now? My shoulders are killing me!"

Mike was about to untie Sue's elbows when Phil said, "This is a competition! You can't take back a tie once it is done."

"Why not?" asked Mike.

Phil answered, " Well then I could untie Bev's elbows and where would that put us?"

Mike had to concede that Phil had a good point. "Sorry Sue, we have to leave all the ropes on, but we will still get a point for your arm tie."

Phil butted in again, "Not so fast Mike. I should still get a chance to 'immobilize' Bev's arms."

"What are you going to do now?" asked Bev with a little nervousness in her voice.

Phil said, "I was thinking of tying your wrists to a crotch rope. Wouldn't that tie down your arms?"

"I'm not sure I'm in for a crotch rope, and you're going to tie it to my wrists?" asked Bev, at least a little surprised.

Phil said, "It's a competition. We all have to do our part." As he starts to loop a rope around Bev's waist, he realizes something. "Bev dear, I have to take your dress off to do the crotch rope."

Bev, trying to speak softly, says to Phil, "I'm not wearing a bra."

With a bit of a smirk, Phil said, "We all have to make sacrifices." And he reached behind her neck to pull apart the bow on her dress. Bev's hands were below her neck so there was little she could do to stop him. With the bow undone it was easy for Phil to pull the ends out in front and the dress almost fell off her into a pile around her feet. Bev was more than a little embarrassed to be standing in front of her friends in only a pair of pink panties. "Now let's get to this crotch rope." Phil took a doubled rope and looped it around her waist, pulling it tight and wrapping it around again in the opposite direction.

Passing the two ends of the rope through the lark's head, Phil passed them between her legs. Before pulling them up to her tied wrists, he passed them behind her waist ropes, and then up to her wrists. He pulled the rope tight enough that it pulled her arms further down her back. Phil tied it off beside her hands but with her thumbs and second fingers both tied together, there was no hope that she would be able to untie the knot no matter how close it was to her hands.

Bev tried to pull up with her arms, but the crotch rope barely moved which denied her of any real satisfaction from her situation.

Phil asked, "So, are her hands immobilized now?"

"It is still not as severe as Sue's," said Mike very matter of factly, "we definitely win the point."

Phil conceded, "Alright then, but we get a point for the crotch rope."

"We haven't even had a chance to do a crotch rope." protested Mike.

Sue said, "Wow, you boys are competitive! Why don't you just let Phil take a point for Bev's crotch rope?"

"We can't just concede in a competition," said Mike, "we have to at least try to better them."

"So you want to give me a crotch rope too" said Sue with some trepidation. "Exactly how are we going to 'better them'?"

Mike answered, "Well I thought we could go with your amazing disappearing knot deal."

"Please, not the disappearing knot."

Phil chimed in, "Well, now you have tweaked our curiosity. What's with the 'disappearing knot'?"

Sue tried to explain it in simple terms, trying not to make it very interesting. "Mike ties a knot in the crotch rope and then makes it 'disappear' in my vagina. It's no big deal."

Phil disagreed with her assessment. "Well, I think it is a big deal. It might even beat out Bev's crotch rope. I want to see this."

"Our audience is cheering for it," said Mike.

"I vote no," said Sue, "But in my current position with my arms rather incapacitated, I can hardly stop you." Considering what was about to happen Sue was taking it quite well. "Let's go, team Sue and Mike!"

Mike said, "That's the spirit, dear. I'm sorry, I'll have to take your panties off, but I'll leave your dress on. I just have to lift it out of the way while I tie the crotch rope."

"Why don't you lift it over my face so nobody will see my face red with embarrassment," suggested Sue.

Mike assured her that would not be necessary. "We can just hook you dress over you tied hands." And he lifted her dress and hooked it over her fingers that were pointing straight up, exposing her panties which he pulled down to her ankles. All Sue had to do was step out of them. Mike took another piece of rope and wrapped it twice tightly around her waist. He put a figure-of-eight knot in the rope a few inches down the rope from her waist and then added a simple overhand knot on top of it to make it bigger.

Sue caught a glimpse of this large knot and exclaimed, "Whoa! That knot is way bigger than the one you used the last time!"

Mike calmly said, "This is a competition, dear. We all have to step up our game."

"But that knot is huge!"

Mike said, "We can do this together, honey. Now spread your legs for me, please." Sue obediently spread her legs and Mike slowly pushed the knot into her cunt. It took some wiggling and some persuasion but the knot finally sunk into her vagina and disappeared behind the folds of skin. When Mike was finished you could see a rope entering Sue's crotch and exiting out of the crack of her ass. Mike tied it off tightly onto the waist rope and stepped aside to give Phil and Bev a look.

Sue moaned and said, "I feel like I have a plug in my cunt, my ass feels like it is going to split and to top it off I feel like some kind of exhibition with everybody staring at me."

Mike said, "oh, sorry, honey. Everyone, the 'exhibition' is closed." Then he unhooked Sue's dress from her tied fingers and let it hang naturally. "So, which crotch rope gets the point?"

They started a short discussion about Bev reminding everyone that she could move her crotch rope with her tied arms, even if it was only a little bit. Phil had to admit that he was impressed at how well the knot 'disappeared' into Sue's cunt. Mike said, "I think we are going to take this point, dear! You're doing great!"

"Gee, thanks. Now can you remove my elbow tie? My shoulders can't take the strain," pleaded Sue.

Phil answered, "We'll give you the point for the crotch rope, but all the ropes have to stay on until the end of the competition. That's the rule."

"Well somebody should have passed those rules by us poor victims of these rules," protested Sue, but she knew all the ropes were going to stay.

Phil said to Bev, "Don't worry, Bev. We'll pick up a point with the breast tie for sure."

Bev answered, "Let's do it!" And she pushed out her bare tits as if they were asking to be tied. "If you're going to tie my nipples too, do them first. They hurt more if you wait to tie them."

Phil found a two foot length of string and pulled on Bev's right nipple so he could wrap the string around two or three times and then tied it off. Her nipple bulged out on the other side of the string. Bev just cooed a little. Sue was beginning to think that Bev liked to have her breasts tied. At least it was obvious that the two had tied her breasts before. Sue had never had her tits tied before. They were much smaller than Bev's melons and she didn't think she and Mike should even try to compete. Her little boobies were still in her dress and she was happy to just leave them there.

Phil used another string to tie up Bev's left nipple and then tugged on both strings saying, "I can take you anywhere now."

"Yes dear, but let's stay inside ok?" Wearing only panties that were held on with a tight crotch rope, she added "This is really a 'stay-at-home' kind of outfit, don't you think?"

"Certainly, dear. Let's add more to the 'outfit', shall we." Phil grabbed hold of Bev's left breast, looped a lark's head around its base and pulled the loop tight.

Bev said, "Ooo, that's tighter than normal."

Phil answered, "Remember, this is a competition. We need to outperform today." Bev nodded in understanding and Phil continued to loop the rope tightly around her tit at least a half a dozen times, each loop close beside the previous one making her tit look more like a balloon. Phil managed to pass one end through the lark's head and then tied the two ends off.

Sue said, "That must hurt!"

Bev replied, "Sure it hurts but my breasts have been tied up so often that I've kinda gotten used to it." Phil flicked his finger across her swollen nipple. "Ow! Now that hurts!"

"Just making sure you hadn't lost all sensation," said Phil with a grin. "Let's see if we can get a reaction while I'm tying the second tittie."

"Not a chance," said Bev defiantly.

Feeling up to the challenge, Phil took her right breast and twisted it while he secured the first loop around it and pulled it really tight. Because of the way her elbows were tied behind her head, Bev's head was tilted forward so she was staring right down on her tortured breast. Phil revelled in watching her face as he pulled every loop as tight as he could, but there wasn't even a whimper out of Bev. He finally tied it off behind a very swollen breast. Bev just smiled back at Phil. Phil flicked his finger across Bev's right nipple like he had over her left nipple. Bev took a deep breath from the pain, gently exhaled and said, "That really wasn't necessary!"

Phil replied, "You're right. Sorry. OK, Mike. Your turn."

Mike asked, "What am I supposed to do with Sue?" He looked at Phil a little bewildered over the idea that Sue's tiny breasts could actually be tied.

Sue did not appreciate Mike's comments and objected, saying, "Are you trying to say I have no breasts? They're small but not hopeless!"

Phil tried to calm down Sue who appeared to be getting really annoyed. "Mike, you can use thinner cords on Sue's boobs. Don't give up without trying."

"Thanks for being more supportive than Mike, Phil," said Sue. turning back to Mike, she said "Like he said, use thinner cords, but can you untie my elbows first? I think my fingers are going numb."

"Sorry, dear. We've told you already, no ropes come off until the end of the competition. You do realize that I'll have to take off your dress to tie up your breasts and then you'll be naked, but I'm OK with that."

Sue paused for a couple of seconds before saying, "Huh, you're right! How did we get to this point where I can barely feel my hands because they are tied so tight AND I'm actually encouraging you to strip me naked and tie up my boobs? Phil, it's all your fault. You suggested the small ropes."

As he pulled Sue's sundress down around her ankles, Mike said, "Don't try blaming anyone else. I'm just a little surprised that you never mentioned this to me before." Mike smirked as he picked up a length of thin sash cord from among the many ropes on the floor. He looked at Phil for his approval of the choice of rope and Phil nodded and came closer to offer help and advice to his friend who had never put a rope around a breast before. He held the end on Sue's right shoulder and explained how Mike should stretch her breast out a bit and tightly wrap the cord around the base of the breast. With two wraps around Phil advised that he continue wrapping closer to Sue's chest. After another wrap, Mike took the end of the rope that Phil was holding, wrapped it around once in the opposite direction and then tied it off with a tight reef knot.

Sue squealed as Mike tied off the rope. "Does it have to be so tight?"

Mike said, "It's a competition dear, but now you have something else to complain about besides your elbows. Can I cut this cord? That way I can do the same thing with the other breast." Phil handed him a pair of scissors indicating it was OK. By now Sue's 'tiny' breast had swollen to the size of a tennis ball with a hard, erect nipple on top. Phil assisted again by holding the end of the rope on Sue's left shoulder. Mike did the same wrapping around Sue's left breast except from Sue's facial expression it seemed this one was even tighter. Mike tied it off and cut off the remaining rope.

Bev said, "Wow, Sue. Pretty big balls for someone who has tiny boobs."

Mike flicked Sue's right nipple with his finger and Sue screamed. Phil nudged him and said, with a bit of a smirk, "Ah, they don't really like it when you do that." He turned to Bev and she quickly twisted away to avoid a finger flicking herself. "Don't worry, I wasn't going to." And he picked up the ends of the two strings tied to her nipples and pulled her closer using them. Bev was no more pleased with his tug than she was with a finger flick. Phil made a simple overhand knot with the two strings and pulled it tight, her two nipples stretched out to almo

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