Vengeance 1

Vengeance

Ellie came to quickest, her first instinct being to sit up, which she did, and quickly took notice of her predicament. Not only were her wrists bound, but her elbows were cinched together too. She was topless, but sill had on her white cotton panties. Ellie was about 5’6’’ tall, with a medium to large C-cup bust. Of Greek decent, she was olive skinned, and has shoulder length curly dark brown hair, and large brown eyes. Full of shit, I thought. Her stomach and legs were fat, but not in a bad way, in that way that somehow makes a girl sexier. I used to enjoy walking behind her in the halls of high school, just watching how her ass filled out skin-tight jeans. She also had luscious, absolutely incredible full lips, that I remembered staring at many, many times. The only thing she didn’t have going for her, was that she hadn’t fully shaved her pussy. She had trimmed down to a medium sized rectangle around her slit, but even a small amount of pubic hair turned me off.

Ramona was only a few minutes behind Ellie, coming back to consciousness. She too was topless, though she was wearing a seductive red thong on the bottom. Her body type was far different than that of Ellie. She looked like she was German, long blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, wide, often malicious smile. She was tall pretty close to my own height of 5’10.’’ Her breasts had finally reached an A-cup, something she must have been happy about because the guys used to joke that their boobs were bigger than hers. Her stomach was toned through a lot of working out, a lot of high school sports, and the desire to look better, to be better than anyone around her. Her biggest asset was her long slender legs, culminating in one of the tightest asses you’ll ever see, and a completely bald, miniscule pussy.

Ramona looked around and, sitting about ten feet across from her, found Ellie. Their eyes met, and they studied the others situation, and the others body before looking away embarrassed. I was sitting in a darkened corner. They probably could have seen me if they really looked. We were in the empty garage of Ellie’s house.

You see, Ellie and Ramona had been friends and part of the same social clique throughout all of high school. I had been wanting to get into that clique ever since tenth grade, and had finally, the past year given up and accepted my status as a nobody. You see, I had always had a huge crush on Ellie, and she kind of led me on for a while, before eventually letting me down, snotty bitch that she was. As for Ramona? Well, I never liked her. I was friends with one or two of the guys in that clique, and every so often, she would walk right into the middle of us like it was a game of Red Rover, start talking to my friend, and ignore me completely. It pissed me off, and quite frankly I was tired of being a nobody.

It was perfect, Ellie’s parents were out of town for a week, and she had a party, anyone who found out was invited, though not many showed up, after all, Ellie was known to be a pretty big bitch. However, I did show up. Her and all her friends had a general disdain for me, though I went unnoticed at the party, after all, I’m a nobody. Well, Ramona, being Ellie’s best friend decided to spent the night. They didn’t notice that I never left, and they certainly didn’t wake up before the chloroform took effect.

The garage was fairly empty, the car being currently used by her parents, and as it was around 2am, and the only light came from a single bulb near the door leading to the house, it was creepily dark.

Ellie and Ramona managed to get to their feet and started to head towards the door when I decided to make myself known. I wasn’t wearing what I wore to the party, that would have been stupid. While they had been safely unconscious and bound in the garage, I had removed everything except my red and green plaid boxers. I was not only wearing a black hockey mask, but I had also painted my face completely black. Even if by some accident the mask came off, who I was wouldn’t be revealed.

“You should know that while there’s a decent chance screams will wake your neighbors,” their heads snapped towards me, “there’s a better chance that I will have shut you up before they do. In which case I will scrap completely what I have planned and torture you as long as I wish.” I pulled something out of my pocket and leg it dangle. “Nipple clamps, and you know that just about anything can be used as a paddle. Make any noise, and I’ll use them until someone physically stops me. Are you willing to gamble on how long that will be?”

They just looked at me for a few seconds, then dejectedly shook their heads and looked at the floor.
“Now, one of two things can happen. One: we can have a little contest. You can try to the best of your ability, and the winner will get to make me and the loser orgasm, and while the loser gets tortured. Then I’ll drug you again and leave you tied how you are. When you wake up, you will be able to loosen each others bonds and go on with your lives. Or, you can half-ass it. In which case, you will make me orgasm anyways, and both of you will get tortured. Then I will tie you however I want, open the garage door, and see what happens. Understand?” They both nodded, Ellie looked on the verge of tears, Ramona looked as haughty and bitchy as ever, yet said nothing.

“Excellent, you can start by removing your panties,” I said sliding my chair into the light, and sitting back down in it.