“Still busy? ”She asks in a soft voice, with a hint of disappointment, sitting down on the couch on her back.
“You eat quite a lot for a small goblin." I tease her, as I continue my work.
“You make the portions too big!” She replies, trying her best to pretend to be annoyed. Silence slowly takes over the room as I continue my work. I can hear the cars going down the road, the water splashing down as I scrub away. I like it.
“You’re overworking yourself." Sophie wrecks the silence with ease. "I'm not, I enjoy pampering you." I chuckle.
“You’re still dressed up in your work outfit, you probably barely had the time to put on the orange apron and tie up your hair! Learn to relax, seriously. I can wait for the food you prepare.”
“Your face when you return from work says otherwise..” I tease her.
I hear her small footsteps as she gets up. Before I can do anything, she rises up on her toes, and I can feel her warm lips on my neck. I drop down the dishes in the sink, as she hugs onto me. She whispers in my ear.
“Perfect.” She tenderly raises her hands up to mine, and she pins my arms to my side.
“W-wait not now I h-have to fi-” I try to stop her, as a soft warm feeling envelops my chest. I can feel my cheeks turn red.
“No you don't. "She promptly stops me, with another kiss on my neck “You’re mine now.”. With that I’m practically immobilized. I feel the familiar touch of ropes envelop my wrists, as they’re crossed, then tied together. She grabs me and places me down on the couch. Still hugging onto me, with one hand around the waist, she places me face down on the couch, handgagging me with her soft free hand.
“Not so hard to relax now is it?" She asks me, as she straddles my feet, pinning me down to the couch. She grabs more of the red rope, wrapping them around my elbows, finishing with a box tie. Tight, yet somewhat comfy.
“MngmnHMmm-!”I squirm against the tight hold of the ropes, grunting in her hand. I see Soph’s free hand slowly hand over the familiar pink panty...I sometimes wonder why I even keep it anymore, I couldn’t even wear them since when, 10th grade?
“Eat up.” She orders me, as I sigh and open my mouth, letting her gag me. She grabs a white scarf, finishing up the knotted cleave gag. Sophie slowly moves one hand down my thighs, under my skirt, I shudder as I feel her hands on my thighs, slowly sliding down to my thigh highs and calves.
She silently picks up more rope, tying my legs up at the thighs, below and above my knees, then at the ankles.
“MnnmGmm..”I moan, now slowly relaxing myself, when she rolls me over on my back.
I look up at her, as she leans over me. She extends more ropes from the box tie, brushing her hands across my chest as she finishes a chest harness.
“MNgmMM!”I moan out humiliated. “Strawberry.” She teases me, as she leans over and kisses me on the gag, pressing her chest onto mine. I kick up my legs slightly, and as she lets go of the kiss, Sophie says with a familiar and sadistic smile.
“Let’s have some fun.”
