Claire was getting annoyed by how awkward everything had been ever since Mia had arrived for the weekend. Now they even got a third person involved. Jane sat opposite to the dark-haired girl at the small living room table. Mia sat on the sofa, nervously shifting her eyes from her sister to her friend. Or whatever Claire was to her by now. At first glance, Jane seemed perfectly normal, like any woman around her age - which was just a few years above Claire's. She was of Asian descend with flowing black hair tied in a braid, had a curvy figure though without showing it off much, and the only make-up Claire could detect on her was very subtle pink lipstick. Her clothes were very simple, black leggings under a short skirt and a breezy blue shirt. However, upon further inspection, some details seemed off. Be it the three earrings in her right ear, the buckled collar around her neck - curiously similar to the one Claire had put on Mia not long ago - or the few streaks of hair that were dyed light blue. She was a nice person, but very curious about whatever happened the past days. Awfully curious even.
"I really don't mind.", she said, reaching for one of the cookies on the table, "But you've gotta understand that I'm a bit worried about what you're doing with my little sister."
Mia looked over to Jane, obviously embarrassed by the topic of the conversation. Claire however - while very nervous and embarrassed herself at first - kept studying the woman in front of her. There was something about her questions that sounded more exciting than it should.
"After all, who knows if you even do it right. You might even hurt her unintentionally. Or make it to easy."
Her smile hit Claire. Was she even trying to keep it a secret? A quick look to the blonde assured the athlete that she hadn't noticed what her sister was implying.
"Don't tell me you have more experience than me." Mia almost jumped.
"May be." Mia glanced over to her sister.
"Prove it." Mia tried to say something, but wasn't sure what.
"As you wish, but don't expect me to go easy on you."
Both of them rose. Mia looked up at them, not sure if she was supposed to pass out or sigh in relief.
"I gotta say, you're collecting is not bad.", the oldest admitted while inspecting the contents of the drawers. She had gone through everything with a very calm smile. Unnervingly calm, considering what she was looking at and what she was about to do.
Mia sat on the bed, trying to calm herself and watched her sister nervously. Claire stood next to the young woman, attempting the same.
"So", she asked, "what are you planning? I mean, where should I--"
"Just stand right there.", Jane interrupted her, taking a length of rope and looking up to her victim. "It would be easier if you took that off. At least the pants.", she said more to herself, "But nevermind, that's a bit too intimate isn't it?"
She bluntly grabbed Claire's wrists and pulled them behind her back, tying them with the rope. After leaving a little slack, she tied it off and reached for another length. The athletic girl winced as her elbows were pulled together, forcing her to stick out her chest. This time using all the rope, Jane tied it off tight, yanking on it to test it.
"Does it hurt?"
"A little bit.", Claire replied, trying not to sound as excited as she was.
"Alright, deal with it. Let's lie you down." She pulled Claire in, firmly holding her shoulders so she could help her lie down on the back. Now, Claire could watch her take the next rope and for a long moment met Mia's worried smile. She returned it immediately, but more confident. Jane put her hands on Claire's left leg, then stopped.
"Okay, could we maybe lose the pants? Seriously, jeans don't exactly enrich the experience."
"You'll have to do it yourself. My hands are tied. Literally."
With an honest smile, Jane opened her captive's pants and pulled them off.
Mia shifted in her position. She trusted both of them and she was sure both of them would enjoy it, but being left out was excruciating. Before, she had either done her best to comfort Claire or felt the ropes on her skin herself. Thinking about it, Mia realized that seeing the others engage in bondage, made her lust for helplessness as well. For a short moment, she glanced into the open drawer, more precisely at the pair of handcuffs.
Jane put her hands on Claire's bare leg and bend her knee, making her lower leg touch her thigh. As she started tying it in this position, Claire recalled having seen this position before on the internet. Trying to think of how the finished tie might feel, she shifted a bit. Lying directly on her arms, she was hoping she would get to sit up. Jane repeated the procedure with the right leg, then reached for the drawers again. Testing the bindings, Claire had to admit that they were too tight for her. She couldn't move a legs the tiniest bit and when she tried to, it even was a little painful.
Jane grabbed Claire by the shoulders, helping her up into a kneeling position, the legs spread a bit. The captive sighed in relief and moved her arms the tiny bit she could.
Mia didn't dare. Yet it was so easy. She could just reach down, take the handcuffs and fasten them around her wrists. Surely that would give her some release from this aching desire. Maybe one of the gags would help her, too. But no, that was just weird. She felt out of place already, only being able to watch. She had covered her lower body with a blanket, using that camouflage to hide her fingers rubbing between her legs, though also not daring to do anything more than that.
Claire knew this next part. The belt of rope around her hips with the slack passing between her thighs, rubbing closely against her crotch. A lustful gasp escaped her lips as her captor pulled on the rope slightly and immediately scolded herself for it when she heard Mia do the same and Jane giggle behind her. The older girl pulled just a little more before tying it to Claire's bound wrists, then taking the slack from before and passing it through her legs yet again, tying it off in front. Claire realized immediately what she was doing. Her arms were pressed against her back and when she attempted to raise them, the rope would dig into her crotch. Trying this among other things, she came to the conclusion that she was absolutely helpless. She bit her lip, drawing arousal from the situation, even though every little struggle seemed to either hurt her or tighten the crotch rope.
"There we go.", Jane said triumphantly, standing up, "I'll be right back for you, darling. Don't stop having fun until then. Mia, come with me for a second."
Claire watched Jane walk out the bedroom door with her bewildered sister, not noticing what she ahd taken with her. She was too focused on her own new favorite position.