HEIDI'S COURAGE TEST
PART I
“Are you serious?” I asked, while staring at the rolls of rope, Alice was pulling out from her bag. Alice was my best friend since forever and she was one of the most beautiful girls I knew. She was tall, slim and sporty. She had long blond hair that she had gathered in a braid that afternoon. Her blue eyes and fair complexion gave her the typical angelic face that all boys liked.
“Yep” Claire answered, looking at me and noticeably enjoying my displeasure. Claire was the other my best friend since forever. But she was completely different from Alice. Both for the aesthetic aspect and temperament. Claire was not very tall, with dark hair and eyes, and she was very thin, perhaps too thin. She is absolutely not sporty and rather nerdy. While Alice was exuberant and lively, Claire was rational and withdrawn, but at the same time she also stubborn and determined. The former liked parties with many people, while the latter preferred quiet evenings with friends. Alice was very successful with the boys, Claire was not at all.
The three of us have been inseparable friends since forever. Heidi, Alice and Claire. Three girls who had grown up together and had no secrets one to the others. And I couldn't be more different from both as I was, since I am a very shy and introverted girl, who theoretically would have a chance to be successful with the boys (because I admit I have some suitor), but because of shyness I have often rejected those who approached me.
I have said the three of us had no secrets one to the others. But, it would be more correct to say, we had ALMOST no secrets. Because (I can confess in these memories) actually I had a little dark secret. And it was something I never had the courage to confess even to my best friends. I am into Bondage. I had this secret fantasy for quite some time now. Ever since I had read the 50 Shades trilogy at the age of 15. And since then I have always kept fantasizing, but never giving myself the chance to practice. And I often had fantasies about playing with ropes and handcuffs, to do with a hypothetical boyfriend/mater that I didn't really have. I didn't even have a standard boyfriend...
The day when Alice and Claire come to my place with a bag plenty of rolls of rope, was the day of my my eighteenth birthday. I had invited them to my house a couple of hours earlier than the time at which I had made an appointment with other friends in a club downtown. Because I'd like to spend some time alone with the two of them.
Heidi, Alice and Claire and a bag plenty of rolls of rope.
That sounded very strange...
“We have a very special present for you, Heidi” Claire began explaining me, underlining my name in a mischievous way. “Buy in order to deserve it – she continued – you have to pass a courage test. And was in that moment that Alice had opened her bag and started puling out a lot of rolls of rope.
“As you have maybe already guessed – Claire continued – this courage test involves your being tied up!”. “Are you serious?” I had asked while starting feeling disoriented. “Yep – Claire answered – we are pretty serious! So let's we know: are you accepting the test?”
The reason I was disoriented was that, what they were proposing to me, was a cheap shot for me for at least two motivations. First of all I have always been, as they oblivious know, a very shy girl who is easily embarrassing and who doesn't dare to play malicious games like the one they are making me suspect. Why did I have to be tied up? What did they have in mind for me, after that? After I was tied up?
“What does exactly this test of courage consisted of?” I tried to asked.
“You are not supposed to know that” Alice answered.
“Of course you are not supposed – Cleire added - if you knew in advance what the test consists of, it would not be brave to accept it”.
“Don't you trust us?” they asked finally, cornering me. Since they were my best friends, I couldn't say I didn't trust them. So I had no choice, but to accept the test, or whatever they had in mind for me. “I try to trust you” I had to accept.
“Good choice” Alice congratulated, while Claire approached me. The she grabbed my arms and put them behind my back. “That looks good – said Cleire to Alice – you can go on” and then Alice began to wrap pieces of rope around my wrists and and to tighten them with firm knots. In an instant they got my hands tightly tied in a way that it was pretty impossible for me to get free. I couldn't help thinking that Alice were very good at tying. Either it was an innate gift, or she probably had a lot of practice doing it.
“How do you feel? – asked she when she finished – comfortable?” “Not at all” I answered with a nervous smile. “And now let me try if I've done a good job...” Alice said and pinched me in the side. “Ahahah” I burst out laughing, as I did not expect this attack from her. In the same moment Claire approached me too, and he started to tickle my helpless side and armpits.
“Nohohohoahaahaha - I kept protesting while laughing – that's tickles!”. As my hands were tied, I couldn't do nothing to protect from tickling, but just try to curl up on myself, for what little I could. Which was totally ineffective... but luckily it all lasted only a few seconds.
“Sorry Heidi – they apologized – it was the quickest way to check if you were able to free yourself... or not!”. “I hate you” I protested, as I were very ticklish and they well know it. “You know I hate tickling, so... no take advantage of this stupid situation and tickle me...don't you dare...”. “Hei ehi - Claire said – please Heidi, moderate yourself”. I bit my lip for the nervous. I couldn't see myself, but after their tickle-attacks I was pretty sure I looked clumsy and awkward in such a situation.
“Well - Claire said turning to me – and now dear friend, take a sit”. While he was finished the sentence she pointed to the sofa and invited me to sit down. I could not help but obey. Alice took a seat in front of me, kneeling on the floor and I noticed she still had pieces of rope in hand. She take one ankle of mine and lifted it up. I went along with the movement, as I had understood she wanted me to cross my legs. Then she started undoing my shoes.
“What damn are you doing?” I asked in surprise and I took my feet away from her hands, moving as little as I could my legs sideways. “We need to tied your feet too – Alice explained me, simulating a pedantic tone – and so we need you to be barefoot!”. “Why barefoot'” I asked. “To tied you better!” Alice answered me, but her answer didn't convince me. “Please Heide – she tried to persuade me looking at me with her big eyes – trust us and be cooperative!”. “Maybe.... - Cleire said – we need to persuade her to cooperate with good arguments” and she started once again to ticke my side. “Nohohohoahaahaha – I bursts out laughing for the tickle – pleeeeese nooooohohoh!”.
“Are you giving up, Heidi?” Claire asked to me, while she went on tickling my side. “Yehehehehehssss” I tried to answer while laughing. “I can't understand you, Heidi – Claire said enjoying herself – If you give up, you have to say I give up!”. “Yeeheheheheh – in the end I gave in – I gihihihiihivvvvvveeeeee uhhuhuhpppp!”.
Claire's tickle-attack ened and so I could take a catch my breath, while Alice began to undo my shoes again. And then I had to let her take off my shoes and socks. Then, after lifting the edges of my jeans a little high, she tied my ankles firmly, locking me in that position, sitting with my legs crossed. So I was totally helpless immobilized.
“Aahhahahaha noooooohohoho!” I burst out laughing once again, as she started tickling my barefoot rubbing her fingernail under my soles. “Sorry aging - she apologized again with feigned repentance – just to test you are well tied up. “I hate you!” I protested at that treatment.
“So, that's the moment you can have a look at your birthday present!” Alice said and show my a box wrapped in gift paper. It was a box large enough to hold anything, and I had no clue as to its contents. “Unfortunately you don't have your hands free to open it right now!” – Alice said – so we have to save it for later”.
“Now we are going to explain you the rule of the courage test! - they said – are you ready, Heidi?”. “Yep” I answered and I realized that I was getting more and more curious.
“It's not difficult at all. We are going to put you some questions and you get you'll get a point for each right answer”. “So far everything is very clear” I said to confirm I was following them.
“Of course, as we suspect you are into bondage, all the questions are about bondage!”.
“What? - I said in a low voice – why do you suspect that I am into bondage?”. “Well – Alice answered – you are a shy and introverted girl, but ad the same time you look always very interested when we talk about boys and sex. And you like self-confident guys... that's are all clues”.
The Claire summarized: “We think you are suited to submission!”.
“Oh my God” I thought listening at their words. I couldn't believe that people looking at me from outside could think that about me. But the real problem was that most of their ideas about me, was right. I thought I was good at hiding this side of me, but apparently I wasn't that good. The situation started to be more and more embarrassing.
“And, as you are a very shy girl, we also thought of some incentives to get you to respond. We don't want you to purposely pretend you don't know the answer!” Alice said. “The first incentive – Claire said – is that you have to get at least 10 points to deserve your gift, so shouldn't miss the opportunity to answer if you know the answer.” “Secondly – she continued – we have something for you, which could make you more daring!” and she took a well known bottle out of her bag. It was a bottle of cream and strawberry vodka, which is my favorite alcoholic. “Oh my God – I said – you have thought at everything!”. Because of the droplets on the bottle, I understood the bottle was still iced, and I was going to ask how they had kept it cold such so long time.
“In addition to the incentives to get you to answer right - Claire said – we have also thought at a forfeit to discourage you to answer wrong!”. “Oh my God, which kind of forfeit?” I asked worried, already suspecting what the terrible answer they could have given me might be. “In the case of both wrong or not given answers – after a scenic break, they said together – you will get a tickle forfeit!”...
TO BE CONTINUED
