Here's Tamara's point of view...
36. Painful position
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“Why did I do something this stupid?” Tamara asked herself.
Her idea of surprising Tim with the new dress was great, the execution left something to be desired, as her body started to ache moments after Sally left the workshop. Hanging in mid air, spreadeagled, was not the greatest idea she ever had, and she wondered what it would do to her swimming, as it strained her arms and shoulders. Being in excellent health helped but hanging by your outstretched arms was not something you did every day. The multiple wraps around her wrists took some of the pressure away, but it was still not easy to hang just by your wrists. She held on to the ropes and tried to give herself some relief that way. The moment Sally had pulled her right leg towards the post and Tamara had been suspended, was the moment that she knew this was not one of her brightest ideas. In the beginning Tamara was exited by the fact that she was surprising Tim, but soon she was hoping Tim would come and help her down.
“Hmmmppppfffffff.” She said in her gag.
She had been ballgagged before, thanks to her mother, but this was one notch more intense, as the panel gag pushed the ball deeper in her mouth and the leather covering her mouth prevented her from pushing the ball out. Sally had tightened the gag very well, the panel was snug over Tamara’s mouth, so the full 2-inch ball was deep in Tamara’s mouth. With her tongue kept under the ball, talking was not very easy and Sally had proven that, as she had not understood what Tamara had been saying.
“Come on Tim, get a move on.” She thought.
She wondered what she looked like; she should have asked Sally to take a picture. The dress was a perfect size and fit her like a glove, although it was riding up a little on her upper legs due to her legs being spread wide. And not wearing any underwear had another side effect from having her legs spread wide, it was a little cool. The creeping up of the material on her legs was something she had not foreseen, but there was nothing she could do against it. Then the door to the workshop opened.
“Yes, I’ll be out in a second, just need to grab something.”
The voice made Tamara’s heart skip a beat and she held her breath. It was Karen’s voice. It did not look like Karen knew that Tamara was back here in the shop and she tried to not make any sound, hanging as still as she could.
“I know the rake is in here somewhere.” Tamara heard Karen say. “Ah, there you are.”
Another person entered the building.
“The game console is acting up.” The voice of Lucas said.
“Okay, let me get this outside and I’ll call Tim to see if he can help.”
“Thank you.” Lucas said, before he left the shop.
There were a few more sounds and then Tamara heard the door close and the shop was quiet again. Slowly she let out the breath she was holding.
“That was close.” She thought.
It could have gone differently if Karen, or even worse, her mother, had found her hanging here. Although what Karen had said was not something Tamara wanted to hear, Tim was going to be busy. There was only one thing Tamara wanted, Tim walking into the shop and releasing her, but it was clear that he was not coming yet. Her arms were getting tired, but she had to endure, she did not have an option. She tried to tighten and relax her arm muscles, but it did not really help her.
“What is that noise?” She wondered.
Listening to the sounds, she figured out that the twins were playing ball outside. Occasionally the ball would hit the wall of the shop. When she heard Tim’s voice, she wondered why he was outside and not coming to release her. Why did Sally not tell him? She should have had enough time to tell him that she was hanging around the shop. Was she being betrayed by Sally? Tamara did not know, and hearing Tim play outside with the twins made her feel even more stupid that she was stuck in this situation.
“Hmmmppppffffffff.” She grunted, angry with herself.
The noise outside stopped, and she was hanging in her bonds in silence, defeated. Her arms were hurting, she desperately wanted to be released. The little bit of struggling that she could do had made the dress ride up some more, there was not much left before she would be showing a little more than she intended. The door to the shop opened again.
“Let me clean this up, I’ll join you for coffee.” It was Karen again.
“Have you seen Tamara since you came back?” Miranda’s voice asked.
They were both at the small door of the shop. Tamara was again as quiet as she could be, even holding her breath again. But neither Karen nor Miranda walked further into the shop to where Tamara was hanging. She wanted out of the bondage, but she did not want to be found by Karen or Miranda.
“Now that you say it, nope. I should ask Tim where she is. I think he is having a shower after playing ball with the boys. Come to think of it, I also have not seen Sally either for a while.”
“The girls went shopping, maybe they are trying on what they bought.” Miranda said.
“I don’t think they bought much, Tamara had a small bag, but that was it. The had their pictures taken by the photographer at Target. They looked pretty good. I think he fancied Sally; he gave her his number.”
“Well, she is not seeing anybody. Who knows?” Miranda added.
They talked a little more while Karen cleaned up her gardening tools, before they left the shop and closed the door. Tamara let her breath out. That was twice she could have been detected, but luckily, tied up far in the back of the shop.
“Hmmppfffff.” She sighed.
Time went by, her arms almost without feeling. She felt like she would not be able to keep this up much longer, she needed somebody to release her. Even being found by Karen sounded good to Tamara now. Unfortunately, nobody came close to the shop. She had given up fighting the ropes, she just hung in them. Her head was hanging forward, chin on her chest, all she could do was breath and wait. She did not even here how Tim opened the door and walked into the shop.
“Tamara.” He shouted when he entered.
The helpless woman looked up. Did she really hear somebody? She was not sure, but when Tim stood in front of her, she started to cry.
“What have you done, silly woman.” Tim said, looking around for a knife.
A utility knife lay on the work desk and he grabbed it and cut the ropes that held her legs apart. For the first time in a long time she could stand on her feet again, although that proved to be difficult due to being tied up for that long. Tim wrapped his arms around her to support her and kissed her on the gag.
“Was this your idea, or Sally’s?” He asked, forgetting she was still gagged.
“Hmmpppffff.” She said.
He cut the ropes holding her arms spread out above her head and almost dropped her doing it.
“Woah. Careful.” He said, holding on to his girlfriend.
She clung to him, tears in her eyes, her arms not wanting to work.
“Come on, let’s lay you down.”
With help from Tim, Tamara laid down on the rubber mats that covered the area of the shop. Tim took her left arm and started to massage it. It felt good to Tamara and she sighed now that she was no longer hanging in her bondage.
“I’ll do your other arm in a minute.” He said, while he kept massaging her arms.
After 15 minutes and a massage covering both arms and shoulders, Tamara started to feel better and she sat up. Since Tim had not done it, she took the gag out herself.
“Thank you.” She told him, grabbing him and kissing him.
It was only now that he had a good look at the dress she was wearing.
“Okay, that is one hot dress.” He said.
“What kept you? Sally was supposed to tell you where I was.” Tamara told him.
“You will have to blame me for that.” He said, but did not explain what he meant.
“Your mother and Miranda almost found me.”
She told him about the fact that they had been in the shop without seeing her.
“I didn’t think it was a good idea that they would find me, not dressed like this, although in the end, I did not care who would find me, as long as somebody did.” She explained.
Tim kissed her again.
“I love you.” He told her. “I don’t mind you surprising me, but please do something less strenuous than this, okay?”
Tamara grinned.
“Yes, this was a bit more than I thought it would be. I told Sally to gag me before finishing the tying, so I could not really tell her that it was a bit much. Talking about Sally, where is she? Your mother said she had not seen her for a while.”
Tim turned red a little.
“Tied up in my room. I kind of kidnapped her when she got to her room and tied her up. She was gagged most of the time, so she could not tell me that you were hanging around.”
“Really? You are to blame for this?” Tamara said.
“Sorry.”
She smiled and kissed him again.
“Let’s release her, shall we?” She said.
“Do we have to? We’re alone here…”
Tamara grinned.
“Did you turn off the CCTV system?” She asked, before she grabbed him and pulled him close.