Deviation Actions
Description
The couple moved into the flat above mine a few weeks ago and from the beginning they were very kind to me. So we met from time to time for nothing special but just hanging around together.
As newbie to the hood you have to cope with a lot of little problems, so Frank, that was the guy, knocked at my door on Sunday to ask for my WLAN-access. Their own would not bee activated before the next week. Sure that was no problem to me so I handed him the code. From student to student you always give a helping hand to each other. But he would not accept that as a gift so he invited me to his flat for Tuesday evening to drink one or two beers with his girlfriend Nina and maybe there would be something to eat as well. Sure I agreed and was looking forward to a funny evening with this friendly couple.
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On Tuesday evening I stood in T-Shirt and Jeans in front of the door of Frank’s and Nina’s flat and waited for them to open it. Ringing the bell was not necessary we always just knocked each other’s door. So you knew it was someone from the house and not anybody else at the entrance of the building. Shortly after I had knocked, Frank opened. He was a few years younger than me and a student like his girlfriend. He studied Information Technology, she Communication Design. Somewhat stereotype I would say. To the fact that I was doing my master thesis these days we never met at university. Frank was taller than me. He had short blond hair and friendly blue eyes. ‘Hey man, what’s up? Come in!’ I entered the flat. Its layout was exactly like mine. Surprisingly you could design the same flat in absolutely different ways. I liked the style of Nina and Frank which was more modern than mine and their flat was not that overcrowded like mine. Possibly it would change if they had lived longer here. You collect this and that thru the years.
It already smelled good. ‘Dinner will be ready soon. It will be Pasta with Pesto.’ It seemed that Frank was responsible for Dinner because he leaved for the kitchen. I followed him. ‘Beer?’ he asked and as an answer he opened the fridge, took out two bottles and opened them. Good guy! ‘Prost!’ I cheered him and while he managed some food on the oven he cheered back. ‘Nina is not here yet?’ I met her only at the moving in party and two or three times on the stairways. She seemed to take her studies more serious than Frank does and spent much more time at University. ‘She’s in the bedroom. You can look for her because we are ready to eat. You know where the bedroom is, eh?’ We always made this joke about the same layout of our flats so sooner or later it would be dying. “Okeydokey” I replied and knocked at the door vis-a-vis to the kitchen door, because it was the door to the bedroom. I heard the murmuring of Nina and took this as a sign to enter the bedroom. But as I had opened the door I did not enter the room but stood in silence with my mouth wide open. Almost the bottle of beer in my hand dropped to the ground.
Beside the bed stood a chair and Nina was sitting in this chair. She had long, brown hair, a white top and black leggings of leather which ended at her bare feet. Nothing unusual so far. Unusual was that Nina was bound with a lot of rope to the chair and gagged with a red ball!
‘So, are you ready for dinner?’ Frank asked. He suddenly stood beside me. ‘I… ah… what… yeah… ahem…’ I stumbled. Frank already had left for the kitchen again. ‘Please untie Nina and bring her to the kitchen, dinner is getting cold!’ he shouted. What the hell was going on? Wrong time, wrong place? I did not know what to do. Just leave? But why? I liked the sight of the tied up and gagged Nina, I never had a ‚real life‘ girl in front of me this way. And now I was the hero to untie her? But Frank knew that I would find her in this position, what was the plan behind that?
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Nina mmmphed into her gag which took me back into reality. I placed my beer bottle on the ground next to the chair and tried to open the ball gag which was fastened in Nina’s back head. I succeeded and with little saliva she managed to push the red rubber ball out of her mouth. Before I could ask anything Nina started to explain things so I began to untie her from the ropes at her wrists. ‘I am sure it looks very strange to you but it is all right. I volunteered into being tied up like this. I thought I could manage to free myself before you knock the door, but you have been a little bit too early.’ ‘Sorry!’ But my excuse was not necessary. There had been no chance for me to expect something like what I was into now. I had loosened Nina’s hands now and worked on the rope that fixed her to the seat. ‘It is some kind of a hobby to us. A little bit extraordinary but we just do it inside our own flat. From time to time we tie each other up and then try to escape. Due to this kind of training we get better and discover new ways of tying. Bondage is the name for it. I hope we did not confuse you?’ What should I have answered? That this exactly was what I ever dreamed of? Not really. So I tried to be the dummy. Of course they did not know that I visited some bondage boards on the internet. ‘Ahm, yes, it really is a little bit curios. But it is better than hosting poisonous snakes or something like that.’ It was stupid but worth it because Nina agreed. ‘There are many sites on the internet about bondage and even some boards. I think since ‘Shades of grey’ it is en vogue as you can say. But there is not really bondage in it. Not the way we do it. We just tie each other up and make it a little competition, that’s all.’ I loosened the last rope at Nina’s bare feet. She had painted her toenails shiny red. It looked nice and I liked it because it fitted her as well as her outfit. ‘So this time you have lost your competition. Or maybe I could be your Joker?’ We both laughed as we entered the kitchen.
‘That really is a good idea. I will suggest it to Frank. Darling? Daniel is my Joker for today so I won our last battle!’ ‘No missy. It had to be a rule to use Jokers before we started.’ ‘But I had not known that a knight in shiny armour would rescue me.’ We sat at the kitchen table and Frank placed the dishes with noodles and pesto onto it. All the three of us were very hungry so we silently ate and drank one more beer. We talked about studies, clubs and discos that were in or out. After the desert of ice cream with fresh berries we were satisfied. Bondage had not been mentioned again but my mind raced and I tried to get an idea how I could get a part of their little tie-up games. The easiest way would have been to just ask them, but I was too shy. How stupid! There was the chance for my dreams to come true, I just had to grab it. But I didn’t. So the only way it could work was the good friend alcohol. So I emptied my beer and without asking I got me another one out of the fridge.
Together we washed the dishes and after that sat on the couch Nina got from her grandma when they moved in. She half spread herself over it and I remembered the sight of the tied up and gagged Nina as I entered the bedroom some time ago. I tried to stick it to my brain so I would never forget it. What a pity that I have not mentioned to take a picture with my smartphone, but I was much too surprised to do so.
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