Happily, Yes

Stacy nods at you eagerly.

"Good girl. Now, for my plan to work, these will have to go," you say, tugging lightly on her shirt.

She nods again and reaches down to the hem of her shirt. It is pulled up over her head and off of her body quickly. This exposes her thin, juicy-looking midsection. It also exposes her breasts to the open air. No bra for her!

As you ogle her small, but sumptuous-looking breasts, she bends over and pulls down her shorts after a quick undoing of the buttons. They are down to her ankles quickly and stepped out of. No panties either! Her tight little pussy is a bit wet around the edges and has thin tufts of hair leading to it.

"You didn't want to have to wait long, did you? I'm going to like keeping you naked for a while."
"Are you going to freaking answer me already," Mika shouts angrily in your direction.

Enough fun for now. You reach into the bag and pull out a line of rope. You tie a lasso end on one side and place it over Stacy's thin neck. You whisper your plan in her ear. Her body blushes slightly with excitement.

A couple minutes later, Mika comes into the clearing you were just in. She is fuming still, though concern has come over her face a bit as well.

"Where the hell are you, Stace'?!? You're starting to worry me a little."

Her head turns when she hears Stacy's muffled scream to her right. She looks over and spots her friend. Shock is visible on her face.

Stacy is naked and has her wrists tied behind her back. The rope collar is around her neck and tied overhead to a branch. This ensures that she does not leave.

Mika runs over quickly and hugs her friend. She reaches behind the Stacy's back and tries to untie her.

"Who could do something like this to you?"
"Me," you whisper in her ear before grabbing her arm.

Unlike Stacy, she does not go gently into that good night.
Instead, she struggles like anyone would against a stranger's sudden grabbing. With subtle strength, she attempts to get free from your grip.

"God dammit, let me go!"

She pushes back against you hard. In your haste, you didn't position your legs properly and you fall backwards. You tuck your head forward and avoid any hard blow to the head.

Mika tries to roll off of you, but you just roll with her. You end up back on your back with her struggling on top of you once again. This time, you pull your legs up and crisscross them in front of her. Your ankles lock together, effectively stopping another attempt at rolling.

"If you don't let go of me right now, I'm going to scream. The whole woods will come here and get you for what you've done," Mika threatens sharply.
"If that is the case, let me give you something to scream about," you reply.

Using your one free hand, you reach up to her left breast and find the nipple. As much as she tries, Mika can't move it away from you. You grab the nub with two fingers and squeeze. A yelp escapes her pouty lips. You apply some more pressure.

"Give up and this will end."
"Never," Mika says with far less conviction and acidity than before.

You squeeze even harder, causing the yelp to become a sad, low moan. She is almost broken. To push her too far, you begin to twist it. Results come in seconds.

"Alright! Alright! I give up. You caught me. I'll be good!"
"See- that wasn't so hard," you say sardonically, "So, when I let go of you, you are going to stand up and be still, right?"
"Yes! Yes! I promise."

You let go of her nipple and loosen your anaconda-like grip on her body.
You get up as she does, waiting to see whether she keeps her word or not.