Anko comes home

As she was hobbling over to the keys, the door to the bedroom opened.

Anko had returned.

There was a minute of silence. Kurenai blushed like a tomato, hoping that Anko didn't think that she enjoyed it. Sadly, she was wrong.

"Well, I thought you said you didn't like this" Anko teased with a grin. "I don't blame you for being too shy to admit you like it, even to a fellow bondage lover, so I won't hold it against you."

Kurenai got a bit nervous upon hearing that. Anko was liable to do just about anything when she thought it was right. Kurenai's only hope was to get those keys, uncuff and ungag herself and explain what was going on properly.

"Hey, I know!" Anko suddenly said and pushed Kurenai back on the bed. "I'll help you. Self bondage is seldom tight and enjoyable enough for people like us."

"Mm-mphphmmphmm!" Kurenai shouted into her gag, trying to say "you misunderstand!" but to no avail. Anko clearly though her cries were of gratitude, not protests. Anko quickly took some more rope from her drawer. Kurenai could do nothing as Anko tied her ankles to her handcuffs, leaving her tightly hogtied. Kurenai thrashed like mad, but her mobility was now severly limited.

"Are you sure those cuffs are tight enough?" Anko suddenly asked. "They look pretty loose to me."

Kurenai had intentionally set them that loose so it wouldn't be uncomfortable, but Anko mercilessly tightened them until they dug into her skin, making the hogtie so much more uncomfortable. Reflecting on how badly this had all gone, Kurenai was snapped back to reality as she felt something wrapping itself around her big toes. Anko was using string to tie them together, making sure even her feet couldn't move. Kurenai groaned through the gag at Anko. Anko frowned.

"That gag… it's too simple" Anko said with a voice of pity. "Seems like you haven't looked through all my stuff properly, or else you would have found…" she started rummaging through another drawer until she found what she was looking for. A large, red ball gag. "THIS!"

Kurenai looked at the item, knowing what it was. She often used it for quick gagging on her targets when she was ****, but she had never wanted to try it herself, as her captives always complained about their mouths being sore whenever she interrogated or fed them. Kurenai shook her head, but Anko was already starting to peel off the tape over Kurenai's mouth.

Then it occurred to Kurenai that being ungagged, even for a few seconds could mean that she would have a chance to explain. The tape came off, but before Kurenai could say a single word, Anko for some reason stuck a few of her fingers into her mouth. They were quickly withdrawn, but it came so suddenly that Kurenai forgot to speak.

"No stuffing?" Anko said, apparently surprised. When she had put her fingers into Kurenai's mouth, it had been to take out the stuffing she thought was in there. "Didn't you find anything for that either? I'll find something to stuff you with before buckling the ball gag on you."

Once again, Kurenai didn't get time to say anything before Anko was gone. 'Damn, I need to tell her the moment she comes back.' Kurenai thought. Anko returned after just a minute.

"Anko, you must let me go" Kurenai said. "This is all a misunderstanding. Untie me now."

However, it seemed Anko was convinced Kurenai was only role-playing as a captured damsel.

"Hah, like I'll let you go. Now, you must beg for me to gag you with these" Anko said in a more villainous tone, waving a pair of Kurenai's own panties in front of her face. "Fresh from your pile of dirty clothes." Kurenai now got more scared upon Anko's fresh attitude.

"Anko, I'm serious. Let me go!" Kurenai insisted. She would have stomped her foot if they were not so tightly bound. Anko, oblivious to the fact that Kurenai's pleas were real, sat down in front of her.

"I said beg." Anko said again in a sinister tone. Kurenai didn't know what Anko was doing, but it seemed hopeless to talk to her, so she shook her head. Anko smirked.

"Wrong choice."

Anko suddenly started to tickle Kurenai's feet wildly.

"Want me to go on, or are you gonna beg to be gagged with your own panties?" Anko asked over the sound of Kurenai's **** laughter. Kurenai couldn't take it any longer, and soon started begging.

"P-pleaHAHAHAse gAHAHAHAg me!"

Anko stopped tickling at once. "Right choice" she said with a smile.

Kurenai submissively opened her mouth. She'd rather get gagged with her dirty panties and avoid being tickled than get tickled a lot and get gagged anyway sooner or later. Anko allowed Kurenai a break, both to breath from laughing so hard, and to build the tension. After only thirty seconds, Kurenai's panties were jammed securely into her mouth before being rammed in even further by the ball gag that followed and was strapped uncomfortably tight.

Anko stood up, admiring her handiwork. Kurenai on the other hand was trying to get as comfortable as possible, but it seemed impossible when she was tied so tightly. And to top it all off, her mouth was already starting to hurt. She squirmed around, trying to find a way to get free or even just a comfortable position, something that didn't escape Anko's attention. There was no way this could get any worse! Then Anko did something that made Kurenai's situation worse.

"I know what's bothering you!" she referenced Kurenai's discomfort with a smile. She quickly got a kunai and started to cut off all of Kurenai's clothes, much to Kurenai's horror. In a matter of seconds, she was left completely naked! Kurenai thrashed in humiliation, trying and failing to hide her privates from Anko. The movement only made her tits bounce, causing even more embarrassment for Kurenai. Her hogtie also slightly **** Kurenai's legs open, giving Anko an unobstructed view of both her pussy and a sliver of her asshole, hidden underneath her ass.

"There. Much better, right? I mean, bondage while fully clothed isn't as fun as when you're naked or in your underwear." Kurenai blushed heavily. She had never been naked around other people except for at women's baths. She looked sadly at her ruined sweatpants, one of her favorite shirts, and her now unwearable underwear; all carelessly discarded on the ground.

"And since you're like this, why not make the best out of it." Kurenai looked questioningly at Anko, but soon found out what she was thinking about as Anko revealed a feather.

Kurenai trashed around violently, but it was no use. Anko started to tickle the soles of her feet again. Because of the feather and the fact she had already been tickled before, it felt worse than before. Anko kept tickling, not paying any attention to all of Kurenai's pleading with her eyes and muffled "mmphs" of protests. Anko moved along Kurenai's body, tickling the back of her knees, then the side of her stomach and just below her breasts. She flipped Kurenai off her belly and on her side, exposing her tits properly. They were decently sized, no more than a large handful, capped with brilliantly small, light pink nipples. Anko abandoned the feather and took a moment to grope and tease Kurenai's nipples. Her other hand traveled down to Kurenai's lower regions and gently rubbed her womanhood. Kurenai was beyond turned on, and she felt like she would go crazy if this went on without release.

But suddenly, Anko stopped, looking at her watch. Kurenai pleaded through her gag, whether to be set free or for Anko to keep going, I don't know.

"DAMN! I'M LATE!" she exclaimed dramatically, abandoning Kurenai and going over to a closet where she took out a few shuriken's, kunai's and other things you'd need on a mission. Upon noticing the confusion in Kurenai's eyes, Anko quickly explained "I forgot to restock before I accepted the mission I was called to do. I really only came here to do that, but I had so much fun playing with you that I forgot about it."

All of Anko's words came hastily, and Kurenai barely picked them up, being too exhausted by all the tickling and assisted masturbation to be able to do anything. Her body was numb, and she was unsatisfied and tired.

"Listen, this mission will most likely not take long, at most 12 hours or so. I'll be back by then." Anko said with unmistakable sorrow. Kurenai couldn't even mmph or complain to that. Her eyes were closing, and she felt herself slowly drifting off to the world of (probably naughty) dreams. The last she saw was Anko running out the door and locking it, leaving her humiliated, turned on, and in the bed to doze off.

Original chapter by bondagewriter
Original story here:https://www.deviantart.com/bondagewriter/art/Curious-Kurenai-192506414