New Day, New Challenges

Though she lazily stretched and yawned as she got out of bed, an avalanche of desire rumbled within Kate as she stood to face the day. Rain or shine, snow or sleet, she was going to get Della to tie her up again.

Kate didn't work up the courage to ask Della until after breakfast. She'd hoped to bribe her friend with the meal, but the smell of hot banana muffins and cinnamon oatmeal put the nix on that plan even before she made it to the kitchen. Nevertheless as she collected the plates and put them in the dishwasher, Kate couldn't repress her want anymore. Maybe cleaning up the dishes would be enough of a bribe. "So being tied last night was kinda, really exciting."

"Uh-huh," replied Della, "it's nice you get how fun that hobby of mine is. I was going to ask you to help experiment with some more extreme bondage."

"Oh," was the only response Kate could think of. She blushed a bit at her own selfishness. As much as she'd wanted to be the one helplessly squirming, it was only fair that Della got a chance.

"You were going to ask me to tie you up instead." It seemed Kate still couldn't hide much from Della. She nodded feeling more than a little awkward. Della sighed. "I guess I should have realized showing you the ropes could have this kind of consequence. Maybe we could take turns?"

"I got a better idea," piped up Kate, "what if we play a little game? And the winner gets tied up by the loser." She jabbered excitedly, spouting the ideas the moment they came into her head.

Intrigued, Della raised eyebrows, but frowned in thought the next second. "Do you mean like rock paper scissors? I don't want to waste time with monopoly."

"That's the beauty of it," responded Kate still eagerly thinking out loud. "The challenge is to see who can escape the quickest."

"That could work. Yeah. It'll give us an incentive to squirm out of our bounds. I keep telling everyone you're more than just a gorgeous face."

The two women giggled mischievously as they set up for their competition. Della spread out her impressive collection of bondage equipment. Kate was initially a little overwhelmed by the selection of rope, cuffs and straps, but Della's encouraging hand on her shoulder calmed her. "Pick whatever you like. I'm not going to go easy on you, so you get first dibs." Kate turned in time to catch her BFF's smile of mingled glee and nervousness. "Tie me up as tight as you can, just as long as it's technically possible for me to escape. I've already got plans for you." Now her grin had a playful twist that matched the twinkle of her eye. "I'm going to change into my yoga gear. I aim to win this."

Kate gave a quick glance to her own attire. The oversized shirt she was wearing was loose enough to easily wiggle over her body. That's why she used it as pajamas. It was probably the best option for this escape that she had packed.

Her gaze returned to Della's impressive collection of restraints. Her best friend was right about having an advantage; Kate could barely even imagine what half these items would be used for. It'd be fair to assume Della knew about some hidden features in her toys. That just meant Kate would have to double her efforts. A quick release on Della's handcuffs would do the bondage expert little good if her hands were also tied up.

Grinning euphorically to herself, Kate looked over the spread trying to come up with a plan. She'd definitely have to include those door restraints. Kate was able to identify them from a tiktok prank that had made the rounds a few months back. They'd seemed sturdy enough for the first hurdle in Della's escape. Her gaze settled on a heavy pair of steel cuffs connected by a short bar; that would be a good way to restrain her ankles.

Slowly Kate amassed her assortment of bondage equipment that she both understood and thought would complement each other enough to make escaping very difficult for Della. Just as she was finishing, her comrade and competitor returned wearing a sports bra and tight shorts. Once again Kate felt a pang of envy for the other woman's lithe body. Damn she was hot. Maybe Kate should get changed after all.

Della returned Kate's uncertain staring with a gaze that pierced her soul. "You look stunning too, you know. Panties and t-shirt are a killer combo that could be worn by an ambushed action hero, or cozy snuggle buddy. I guess we're about to find out just how badass you are." Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw how many items Kate had pulled into her pile. "Wow, you didn't leave me much. Got some strict plans for me?"

Kate nodded shyly.

"Don't worry kitten," Della hugged her friend. "I learned how to tie myself up with half these toys." She gestured to the meager pile remaining. "You are going to be doubly secure by the time I'm done with you."

Kate found herself beaming back. "Bold talk from the bitch who's gonna be wriggling helplessly for the next hour."

"Ha, you mean I'm going to escape instantly and win the prize of being tied up by you."

When she put it like that, their game seemed really counter-intuitive, but it worked for her. The possibility of more bondage would just make her struggle all the more. "May the best woman win." She extended her hand, and Della shook it in solemn agreement just as Kate added, "which is me. I'm the best woman! Notakesiesbacksies!"

"This final bit is going to need some careful coordinating," stated Della.

Kate had thought the previous step would have been tricky, but her expert friend had shown incredible skill with her ropes. Now poor, squirming Kate had an elaborate rope harness pinning her sleep shirt tight against her body. The complex web extended to her left leg, securing her calf to her thigh. A special tape that stuck only to itself encased her mouth, in case she had any ideas of nibbling her way free. Her arms were still free for the moment, but that would change soon enough.

Her own attempts to restrain Della may not have been as elaborate, but Kate was proud of how her belt-work had turned out. Maybe that had more to do with how well Della wore it. Despite her firm physique, the slender woman relaxed into her bindings like she was water poured into a tall flute. Her eyes prevented the illusion from taking full effect, however. They had the hunger of a racing dog. Beneath those leather straps and supple skin a coiled spring was waiting for the pistol shot.

Della snapped her fingers. "Helloooo. Kate, are you still with me? Don't tell me these dangling straps hypnotized you."

Blush brushed Kate's cheeks as she shook her head and mumbled a "no," into her gag. "Not like that," she mumbled mostly to herself.

"Don't get lost in your bonds just yet. Like I said, here comes the tricky part. You said you can move around in those ropes; well prove it by finishing my restraints and hogtying yourself around that chair."

Kate grunted in the affirmative. There wasn't actually much left to do. Della's legs were already bound, so Kate just had to lock her friend's already-mittened hands in that door strappy thingymado. And she was pretty sure she could follow Della's directions to finish tying herself up. But looking at her friend standing idly without even the hint of nervousness on her face, Kate started second guessing her plan. Della even stood with perfect balance despite her legs being pinned apart. She straddled a heavy chair and was belted to its back tight enough to make her taut belly dimple. It was meant to both help her stand and weigh her down if she freed herself, but Della didn't seem to notice it was there. Maybe she was just relaxed by rope, or maybe the bondage expert was already confident she could quickly escape.

An alternative plan drifted through Kate's mind. She could sit Della in the chair inverted, then bind her wrists to the chair legs. That might just be unique enough to outsmart her skilled friend... On the other hand, was changing the plan this late in the game really a good idea?