Fuck It. Tie The Goth Girl Up.

“Fuck it.” I shrugged and took the rope from her gripping the plastic tubing my hand.

“That a boy.” Sam teased. “So how do you want to do this?”

“Sit on the bed and turn around.” I nodded with my head.

“Okay.” Sam nodded and sat down with her back to me. Her ass spreading out subtly in the latex swimsuit as it seemed to retreat into her ass crack.

“Can I ask. What drew you to photography or kept you taking pictures afterwards I should say?” I said as I figured it be a good time to get to know Sam. I stretched and straightened out the rope. It was new so a little twisted and not broken in good yet like a new water hose wanting to curl.

“The ability to see a moment no one else saw and capture it. To hold onto it and make time my bitch. I had very few things that I felt like were mine growing up but my pictures let me hold onto what was dear to me alone.” It made sense.

“You don't share your pics online do you?” I smirked. I folded the rope over into two lengths and made a circle in the middle sliding it over her head head and then down to her neck pulling her hair up out of it and over her shoulder as the soft hair flowed through my fingers.

“Not the ones of my face and never for money.” Sam shook her head. Not that I was thinking that she was selling them though she could make make a killing with that body. “I only recently started taking pictures of myself. Our Professor thought I should do it to see what a beautiful girl I was. I think she was worried about me and has been trying to get me to open up more. Personally I be fine with her adopting me and taking me home to her wife.”

“I bet. Don't think she meant this when she said take pictures of yourself though.” I laughed.

“Never know with that fine ass woman.” Sam smiled back. "She might enjoy them more then you think."

“True.” I pulled the rope taught around her neck. I didn't want to strangle her or anything but knew that the plastic could slip back and become looser then intended as it didn't grip like rope. “To tight?”

“Could be tighter.” She looked back.

“Not trying to **** you.” I shook my head.

“I said tighter mother fucker.” Sam laughed.

“You will get what I give you and like it.” I said back and crossed the ropes then brought one over to her upper arm looping it around as I feed the rope light through.

“Sorry. You know what Sam stands for in BDSM right?” She looked back.

“No.” I shook my head.

“Smart ass masochist. Someone who antagonizes the master so they will get spanked harder and such.” Sam shook her head.

“Well I would spank you but not sure if you would enjoy it or turn around and deck me.” I teased.

“Maybe both. Should have done it when the cuffs were on Tiger or at least bind my hands first before you do it so you get a head start when I chase your ass down.” She grinned.

“Noted.” I smiled and tied the arm then moved to the other. The cord was on this side so it would make it take a little longer. “Can I ask. Do you have like a girlfriend or anything back home?”

“No. I never been in a long term relationship really. I have calendar girls.” Sam shook her head.

“Calendar girls?” I gave her a look as I looped it around and tied it.

“Date them for a month and then turn the page.” Sam shrugged.

“Ah.” I gave a little laugh and ran the rope from her upper arm to elbow and looping around her arm. A criss-cross lattice work beginning to take shape.

“Problem with dating is I bring enough baggage for two people on my own.” Sam said as she casually scratched her ass since her hand was right there. Her booty jiggling subtly as her nails grazed over the surface.

“You hook up with anyone here yet? Is there a miss August and September on the calendar?” I joked. Though now I could totally picture her wanting to do a school calendar and roping me into it, using actual rope as she did a bondage calendar for slaves of the month. I pictured Miss December bound up in Christmas lights.

“No Miss August but Carmen from the photo store is Ms. September. Nothing serious but it was fun the few times we hooked up.” Sam smiled.

I thought about who she meant as I brought the other side over and looped it around her elbow. “Wait. You mean Karma?” I said. Karma was a senior.

“Yeah. That is not her birth name. Just what she likes people to call her. You know the expression Karma is a bitch and all though she is actually nice unless you piss her off. She only prefers Carmen when in bed, while getting fucked by a strap-on.”

“Oh god. TMI Sam. Way to much info. I will never be able to look at her the same again.” I shook my head and went from her elbow to her forearm.

“Me neither Tiger. She hasn't got much in the way of tits but what an ass.” Sam teased. “I have some pictures of her if...”

“Pass.” I said as I firmly pulled the rope and giving it a jerk. "I prefer taking pictures to looking at them."

“Spoil sport.” She laughed. It was weird to see her laugh but I liked it. I suppose here being tied up she was in her element and ironically felt safe.

“Were the pictures you took in black and white about her?” I asked. Sam had won the black and white challenge easily. Our goal was to take pictures of objects but she had told a story using objects. The best shot was of two coffee cups sitting in front of rain covered window in a cafe. Lip stick on one of the cups. There were no people in the picture but it was implied that it was a date of some kind on a rainy day. Another picture was beside a bed with a rain soaked umbrella on the floor as well as a brassier. It implied sex without the need for any nudity or even people. If anything it was subtle and elegant which I wouldn't expect from her. Far better then my stuff at the time.

“No but she loved them when she developed them which sort of led to, well you know..” Sam smiled. Slowly I worked my way to her wrist and took the excess rope and leaned forward tying it around her waist. My chest against her back as her hair tickled my cheek. It was kind of intimate feeling.

“Why do you smell like baby powder.” I teased as I tied it enjoying the subtle hints of it mixed with perfume and her shampoo.

“You clearly never tried getting out of latex after getting hot and sweaty. Plus it prevents chaffing.” She looked back. her face close to mine as a smile crossed her lips.

“Got you.” I said pulling the rope tight around her. “Okay. This is where I leave you.” I teased as I patted her thigh.

“Um. No.” Sam shook her head. “I need you to take the pictures now. As you can see it I am a little to tied up to do it myself.”

“Sure.” I smiled and then thought about it. “Wait. How were you taking them before?”

“Eyeballing it in the mirror and my camera has a remote but I wasn't tied up before.” She shrugged as best as she could with her arms bound.

“That works I suppose.” I went over and plugged her up to the extension cord as she lit up. “Hey. Merry Christmas.”

“Ha, ha.” Sam shook her head at me. I thought about making a joke about getting her sex toys and piling them on the floor.

“Just saying. Last time I ran lights it was with dad doing the house up for Christmas.” I joked as I walked over to grab her tripod moving it. My least fucking thing to do in the cold of winter was hang lights on a cold day I thought moving the camera. Suddenly a memory of Brit popped in my head making me laugh. “Oh god.”

“What?”

“My friend Brit who gave me the handcuffs. I once teased her about having piercings and hanging Christmas ornaments from her nipples as decorations. I just pictured her tied up like you are with them on.” I shook my head as I adjusted her tripod and looked through the lens. "Though Christmas lights might be better."

“I will help tie her up. You ever see them? Her piercings I mean.” Sam smiled.

“Yes and took pictures of them before you ask.” I nodded since she had been honest with me I felt I should be with her.

"Bars or Rings?" Sam smiled. She seemed interested but Brit seemed like her type of girl.

"She had bars but got rings after I made that joke so she could hang things from them." I replied.

"Like?"

"Like a pearl necklace from one to the other." I shrugged.

"Bet that looked nice. Your girlfriend at the time didn't mind?”

I shook my head. “She encouraged her actually and was right there watching when i took the pictures. Lets just say she used her friends as Viagra to get me aroused.”

“Sounds a little cruel.”

“Not like I was complaining. It turned Alice on as well. Teasing me was her kink. It got her hot and in the mood so I wasn't going to complain.” I shook my head . “How long is the exposure set for?”

“Ten seconds though if you like you can check and see how long you should expose for a Christmas tree in the dark on your phone.” She joked.

“Ten should be fine.” I smiled. We were shooting more for the lights and there reflections then trying to capture her face or anything. I walked over and turned out her light and walked back to the camera. The lights looked nice reflected on the surface of the latex swimsuit. Like a black lake while the red made her exposed skin glow.

“Starting now.” I said and hit the button. Ten seconds later the camera clicked and I checked the image in the view finder. “Got it. Want to try it sitting backwards in the chair.” I looked over.

“If you like. Might look good. Help me up.” Sam nodded. I walked over and helped her off the bed as she couldn't use her arms. I pulled the chair out from her desk and flipped it around. She straddled it with her tits pressing against the back of the chair. Her back arching and her ass sticking out behind her. I smiled at the view and moved the camera taking another picture from a slight angle instead of straight on to better get the curves of her body and what fucking curves they were.

“Undo this and tie my feet.” Sam said as she raised her feet up to almost her ass as the small heeled boots poked her cheeks on either side.

“Okay.” I smiled and walked over bending down and undoing the rope around her waist and then grabbing her foot and tying it with the end of the rope admiring her ass as I worked..

“You are totally looking at my ass aren't you.” She looked back over her shoulder and smirked.

“Which would be more insulting given what you are wearing? If I was or I wasn't?” I looked up at her and pulled the cord tight around her leg and made another loop with the excess before tucking it under the first. "Surprised you didn't pick a cat suit or something.” I teased as I made a loop in the tubing that was plugged it as I have to unplug it to tie it but I could just fake it and shoot from the other side. It didn't have to be perfect in the dark.

“I don't have one. I have this because I like to go swimming sometimes and not have to worry about my tits popping out or getting burned. I am a redhead and we burn way to fucking easy.” Sam said. Figures she only wore a bikini when going swimming at night when the sun wasn't out but wore a one piece during the day.

“Your room mate know about this?” I grinned as I went back to mover the camera.

“We have a don't ask don't tell policy in effect. She gives me the room when I want to take pics while she goes out and when her boyfriend comes over I make myself scarce and go take pictures of something else. What happens in the room when the other is gone is never spoken of.”

“So this is Vegas. Got you.” I teased.

“For her part. She is a giant slot.” Sam said and I snapped the picture.

“Okay. You can untie me now.” She smiled. “Ready to do the front?”

“Sure.” I nodded. That meant untying all my work and then retying it though I was sure that position wasn't very comfortable. I came over and undid her feet admiring her ass some more. Her bottoms had sunken into her ass crack now as she sat with her legs spread leaning forward.

“Julie won't get mad about this will she?” Sam smiled back at me as I undid her foot pulling the loop off and moved to the other. Unfastening her went a lot faster then tying her with the tubing.

“No. Actually she suggested I do it earlier.” I shook my head as I undid her arms. Unwinding the end that wasn't plugged in first. Untying each loop and then drawing the cord around. "She said it was only light bondage since it was light rope." I smirked. “She may want to see the pics later though.”

“Fine by me.” Sam shrugged. It didn't take as long to untie her as it did to bind her. “So how do you want to do the front?”