A relaxing morning

Amy wakes up early, right as the sunrise shines its first dim rays through the misty forest. Ella is snoring loudly next to her, wearing her comfortable pajamas. She is face down on the bed. Her hands are still tied behind her back with rope, but it doesn't seem to be effecting her sleep.

"Such a heavy sleeper..." Amy says to herself. "You would waste this entire trip in bed if it were up to you."

Amy uses the opportunity to get a head start on the day. She starts by stripping Ella's clothes. She slides the pajamas down her leg. She unlocks her cuffs, and peels her t-shirt off.

"Good thing it isn't up to you!"

She grabs a bundle of rope, and sets to work. She binds Ella's legs into a frogtie, pulling each ankle against its respective thigh. She swaps her handcuffs for a double-column tie around her hands. The poor woman is just starting to notice her impending captivity. Amy continues, looping a doubled rope around her elbows. She draws it tight, pulling each elbow until they touch. Ella groans loudly as she is roused from sleep by the painful bondage.

She turns her head up out of the pillow, blinking slowly at her surroundings. She moves her arms and legs weakly in their bonds.

She falls back asleep.

Amy shouts at her. "Do you know what time it is? It's almost 6 am! It's time to get up!"

Ella looks up at her, face twisted in contempt.

"What the fuck is wrong with you...?" she mumbles.

"Come on!" Amy replies. "I have just the thing to get your day started."

She pulls the bound girl to the edge of the bed, then squats down. She dead lifts Ella, lifting her onto her shoulders with two strong arms. She carries her to the bathroom and sets her down in the ceramic bathtub. Ella kneels below the shower head.

Her look of groggy annoyance is quickly replaced by shocked fear as Amy sprays her with cold water. Ella lets out a quick scream as she is sprayed with the icy water.

"Cold!" she yelps.

Ella tries to struggle away from the water, but Amy holds her in place with a hand gripping her wet hair. Ella sputters cold water away from her mouth, flailing her bound arms and legs. Amy grabs a bottle of soap, lathering it vigorously into Ella's exposed breasts, and between her legs. The bound woman moans slightly at the caresses.

Amy lets the shower run for about a few minutes before turning it off. Ella struggles to regain her breath, shivering wildly. Her wet hair clings down around her face. Her goosebumped skin glistens with drops of water. She gives Amy an angry and defiant look.

"Now you're awake!"

Amy helps the bound woman out of the shower and into the kitchen. She helps her eat, feeding her a few slices of orange and some scrambled eggs she cooked earlier. Ella protests at being fed food.

"Can't I eat one meal by myself?" she whines.

Amy places a bowl of cereal on the floor, offering for her to eat by herself— but the bound woman refuses to debase herself by eating off the ground.

"That's not what I meant. I'm not your fucking dog!" she protests. She flails her arms around in a show of ****.

"Suit yourself." Amy replies. She leaves the struggling woman on the floor. "I'm going to go pack our bags. We are going hiking today."

Ella drops the pouty act upon hearing that. She ceases her struggles, and turns to look up at Amy.

"Hiking?" Her voice is perky and curious. She smiles.

"Yep! Your favorite. It should be fun, there is a lot to see in these woods!"

Ella smiles widely at that. "And you'll untie me, too?"

Amy laughs at her.