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Nicole and Rachel 2

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"Bye mom! I'll be over at Rachel's house!" Nicole Green called out as she shouldered her backpack and opened the front door.
"What time will you be back?" Nicole's mother called back.
"Don't know. Probably not until supper." Nicole answered.
"Well, have fun dear!" her mom said. Nicole thought she could detect a faint hit of amusement in her mother's voice. For some time, she'd been trying to maneuver her daughter into making some new friends after her best friend had moved away at the end of the school year.   
About a month ago, she'd succeeded, when she'd introduced Nicole to Rachel Morgan, the middle daughter of a family that had just moved into the neighborhood. The two girls had almost immediately become best friends.
"If only she knew…" Nicole thought as she walked across the front lawn and turned onto the sidewalk towards Rachel's house.
One of the reasons the two girls had become such good friends was they both shared a love of tie up games, of alternatively being both the captor and the captive in the tightest and most ingenious bondage the two girl's twisted little minds could come up with together.
Rachel had acquired the taste, and a not inconsiderable skill at knots, during innumerable tie up games with her two sisters, one a couple years younger than her and in middle school, the other, a year or two older, home for the break from college. Nicole, on the other hand, had always fantasized about being kidnapped, held against her will, for who knew what dastardly scheme or terrible fate.
In the two's games, then, Nicole took the lead in creating a story for their play. They weren't just two girls having fun tying each other up; Nicole was a young reporter, kidnapped by a cruel white-slave mistress, training her helpless captive for the auction block. Rachel was a beautiful spy, captured and being forced to reveal state secrets under the most fiendish of interrogations.
Rachel on the other hand, took charge when the ropes came out. When Nicole, by preference, more often than not, was the captive, Rachel could always be counted on to leave her captive in stringent, inescapable bondage, helpless until Rachel chose to free her. Even when it was Nicole's turn to tie her up, more often than not, Rachel couldn't help but to offer advice to her captor; unless Nicole shut her up first with a big fat gag, of course…      

The sky overhead was cloudy, so it was fairly cool, despite it being nearly one o'clock, and Nicole had a bounce in her step as she walked down the sidewalk. The two girls would have the whole house to themselves this afternoon, and Rachel had promised to prepare something special. Rachel's younger sister, Laura had a soccer tournament today, so she and Mrs. Morgan would be gone all day, while Sarah, Rachel's older sister planned to be with friends this evening.
Mrs. Morgan, Nicole thought, knew what sort of things her daughter and Nicole did, but was too polite to mention it. Of Rachel's sisters, Laura had no interest in her older sister's games, while Sarah, when she decided to join in, usually left Nicole and Rachel tied up in some sort of compromising position, gagged and blindfolded in an odd corner of the house, hoping she came back to untie them before anyone else found them. No, far better that the two of them were left alone to their fun.
The driveway was empty, when Nicole reached Rachel's house, so she guessed everyone else had already left. She walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell, then waited. A minute passed. Then two.
Nicole sighed. What was Rachel playing at? She thought to herself. She glanced around, expecting to see her friend sneaking up behind her, rope in hand.
With her back turned to the door, Nicole didn't see Rachel open the front door, didn't notice her sneak up behind until Rachel suddenly pulled a cloth sack down over her head like a hood.
"What the-! " Nicole cried out, as Rachel grabbed her, pinning her arms to her sides, and dragged her inside the house.
"Quiet, unless you want to get hurt!" Rachel growled in her best evil-kidnapper's-voice.
"Please…don't hurt me!" Nicole wailed, slipping easily into the role of the helpless captive. The game, whatever Rachel had planned, had begun.
Rachel marched her hooded captive through the house. Nicole stumbled a bit, unable to see, and despite her captor's hands guiding her along, Nicole still managed to walk into a wall or door frame more than once.  
Despite this, Nicole quickly discovered Rachel was leading her to the breakfast room, a fact confirmed a second later, when Rachel seated her captive on one of the large, wood chairs there.
"Cross your hands behind the chair." Rachel ordered. Hurriedly, Nicole complied, almost eager to be tied up. A second later, she felt rope around her wrists and a familiar tingle ran up Nicole's back as Rachel expertly bound her wrists.
Next, Rachel bound Nicole's ankles together, lashing them to one of the chair legs, followed by her knees. A long coil of rope went around Nicole's chest and arms, pinning them to the back of the chair.
"Don't peak now…" Rachel said. She pulled the hood up to Nicole's nose; long enough to gag Nicole with a long strip of cloth; before dropping the hood back down, leaving her in darkness once again.
"Now," Rachel said, "I've got to prepare some things for our game. You just stay right where you're at and I'll be back for you when everything is ready. Don't go anywhere!" she cheerfully joked as she left. Nicole replied with a gag-muffled grunt. The kitchen was silent, Nicole was alone.
A few minutes crept by as Nicole explored her bonds. Rachel had tied Nicole up with her usual skill. Nicole had gotten better at escaping ropes, Rachel made a good teacher, but even so, she'd be at it a while, hours probably. Rachel would be back way before then…Nicole hoped.  
Best to just sit back and enjoy the feeling of the ropes and her helplessness. Besides, Nicole wanted to find out what Rachel had planned in store for her captive. Nicole thought back to some of the other, elaborate games Rachel had devised:

About a week ago, Rachel had told Nicole to bring her swimsuit with her. Thinking that Rachel had nothing in mind past a swim in the pool in her backyard after their games, Nicole had stuffed her one-piece bathing suit, her swim goggles and a towel in a bag when she'd headed over.
It had therefore been something of a shock to be greeted at the door by her friend dressed as a pirate captain, complete with eye-patch and toy-cutlass. Rachel had informed her startled captive that she was now the prisoner of the infamous, dread pirate Rachel's, who never took prisoners, and that she had an immediate appointment with the plank and Davey Jones' Locker.
There was the unfortunate, but necessary, pause in the game while Nicole stepped into the bathroom to change into her bathing suit. She took off her glasses and set them on the counter where she'd be able to find them later.
Menacing her captive with her toy cutlass, Rachel had marched the condemned teenager out into the backyard over next to Rachel's pool. Rachel played the part of the cruel pirate captain perfectly, cackling at her prisoner with plenty of "AARR's" and "Avast's", while Nicole, the helpless captive who's ransom had gone unpaid, pleaded for mercy.
Nicole had been somewhat relieved when Rachel had given her a bright orange life vest to slip on before binding her wrists with rope behind her back and hobbling her ankles so that she could only take short steps. She'd been less pleased, however, when Rachel had gagged and blindfolded her with a couple bandanas.        
"Now, to the plank wit' yee!" Rachel growled, marching her captive over to the diving board. She helped Nicole stand up on it, and then got her walking down the long, narrow board with a prod of her cutlass. "Watch that last step!" Rachel said, laughing heartily, "It's a dozy, AARR!"
The walk down the diving board seemed to last forever, at least to Nicole, It was both exciting and terrifying, knowing that at any moment, her next step would meet nothing but air, then the cold plunge into the pool.
Rachel had joined her up on the diving board, prodding her prisoner with the toy sword any time Nicole slowed down and shouting "AARR!" from time to time. For a minute, Nicole really got in the spirit of things. For a second or two, she could almost believe she was the kidnapped daughter of a Caribbean governor, being made to walk the plank, and that below her bound feet was the ocean, hungry sharks circling, instead of a small backyard pool...
Just then, Nicole's next step met nothing for air. She toppled forward, trying desperately to regain her balance, impossible with her hands tied behind her back, and step back onto the diving board. Before she could, Rachel, with a heart pirate laugh, gave Nicole a good shove, sending her toppling into the cold water of the swimming pool. Nicole squealed into her gag for a brief moment, and then she was under the water.
Almost immediately, the life vest sent her bobbing up to the surface like a cork, sputtering and cursing into her gag, Rachel's giggling laughter ringing in the air. Nicole blinked water from her eyes. Her blindfold had come off when she'd fallen in, and now floated on the surface, like some sort of gray eel.
Nicole twisted and kicked as best she could to turn to face Rachel, as she stepped off the diving board and walked to the side of the pool next to where Nicole floated. It wasn't easy with her hands and feet bound.               
"You look like a drowned rat, Nicole." Rachel said, giggling. "Hmmmppphhh!" Nicole grunted into her gag in response. "Never the less…" Rachel continued, grinning, "that does look very refreshing, and this pirate costume is really hot. Mind if I join you?" She unbuckled the large leather belt and shrugged off the coat, revealing a loose white shirt underneath.  
As Nicole watched from the pool, Rachel quickly stripped off her pirate captain's costume, tossing each piece on the ground by the pool. Underneath her clothes, it turned out, Rachel had on a two-piece swim suit. It was black, and following the theme, was decorated with white skull and crossbones.
"Banzai!" Rachel yelled, running towards the pool. Nicole flinched as Rachel jumped over her head, doing a pirate cannonball that splashed the helpless Nicole. Rachel came up laughing. She swam laps around Nicole, who, tied up as she was, could only float in the water and flail with her bound feet in an attempt to move around.
Rachel dove underwater and came up behind Nicole. She grabbed the sodden blindfold from the water. Before Nicole could do anything, Rachel retied the damp cloth over Nicole's eyes, leaving her in the dark again.
"Here come the sharks!" Rachel shouted, quickly diving under the water. Blindfolded, Nicole could only wait and not-see whatever her friend was about to do.
All of a sudden, Nicole felt Rachel grab her feet and tug hard, dunking Nicole under the water. Almost immediately, her life vest pulled Nicole back up, sputtering and soaked again. She heard Rachel surface for breath a few feet away and dive again.
For the next five minutes or so, the "shark" circled Nicole, pinching Nicole's arms and legs underwater, or sneaking up and dunking the helpless girl under the water. Blindfolded, Nicole had no idea when or where the next attack was, and bound hand and foot, she had no way of stopping Rachel.
Suddenly, Rachel pinched Nicole's behind through her swim suit. Nicole grunted into her gag, in a mixture of pain, surprise, and embarrassment. She kicked through the water with her bound feet and, for once, connected with the swimming Rachel in the stomach.
Rachel surfaced, spitting water and laughing. "Nicole, my friend, you are fish food…" Behind the blindfold, Nicole's face flushed a bright scarlet.
The two of them swam around a bit longer, or rather, Rachel swam and pushed Nicole around, who bobbed in the water, or lay on her back, gently floating.
Finally, when the two tired of swimming around, and the water began to feel cold, Rachel gout out and helped Nicole clamber out of the pool, both of them pink, prune-y and cold.
Unfortunately, the ropes had swelled in the water, making them impossible to untie, so the two lay back on the some towels Rachel lay out, basking in the sun, while they waited for the ropes to dry enough to untie them.

Nicole was interrupted from her thoughts by the sound of Rachel returning. "All ready now, Nicole. I've just got a few things to show you, a few rules to explain, and we can begin…"
Here's the next story with Nicole and Rachel. For those of you who haven't read the first one, read it first: [link] it introduces these two characters.
For the rest of you, read and enjoy.
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ugiel's avatar
It is so good to read something so pristine and innocent and yet still suiting the genre from time to time :D