Emma



Emma Davidson was a slender 22 year old brunette who was about to make a big
mistake. She had spent the whole summer with her family at the beach and had
become fast friends with another young girl whose family stayed in a beach house
not far from the Davidsons. The other girl was a 19 year old plump blonde girl
named Sarah Williams. Sarah was quite the opposite of the outgoing confident
Emma who was very popular with the boys. In contrast to Emma's lithe, agile,
tanned and almost flawless form, Sarah was overweight, pale, and introverted.
The two girls, however, got along nicely and had bonded together during the hot
summer weeks, sharing stories and checking out the boys together. However, it
was all not what it seemed to be. While Emma had regarded Sarah as a close
friend, she was never the less ready to say goodbye to her friend. At least
until the two families came back the next summer. The Davidson's were from
Tennessee, while the Williams lived in Michigan. Sarah, however, had developed
an almost fanatical fascination with her popular attractive friend. In fact, it
had become obsessive and it could not help be noticed by Emma, along with
another girl who had joined the two friends circle a few weeks earlier. Her name
was Trish, a small, pale freckled 19 year old with sandy colored hair. Trish had
attempted to warn Emma about Sarah's infatuation, but Emma had brushed her off.

"It's nothing, Trish. Sarah gets a little emotional at times that's all" Emma
said.

Emma dressed in her pink bikini headed down the beach to say farewell to her
friend. They would be leaving tommorrow so this would be their last day
together. She arrived at Sarah's house and smiled as her chubby friend opened
the door. Emma had begun to have suspicions about Sarah's friendship after Trish
had joined the picture. Sarah seemed to resent Trishs' presence, but she had
done her best to keep the jealousy to herself, lest Emma got suspicious. Emma
walked into the sun room and immediately noticed that the house was quiet.

"Where are your parents Sarah?" Emma asked.

"Oh, they have gone out for the day. They figure that I am old enough to watch
out for myself now. They will be back tonight."

"Ok, hey, like, what do you want to do?" Emma asked.

Sarah smiled, somewhat mischievously. "well I have been thinking Emma. You know
that I am trying to get in shape, you know...I mean, I am trying to lose some of
this fat around my waistline. I mean,really Em, look at it."

Sarah was wearing a green bikini, and Emma looked at the pale layers of fat with
some disgust.

"Ya, I see what you mean Sarah, why don't you stop eating all that junk food and
start jogging or something like me."

Sarah examined her friend's thin body and a wave of jealousy hit her.

"Your probably right Em, in fact I am going to start right now!"

"Right now?...you mean you want to go jogging?"

"no silly, I'm not a jogger, at least not yet, however, my cousin says that you
can lose a bunch of weight by doing other forms of excersise. She is a wrestler,
in fact she has shown me a few moves. Hey do you want me to show you?"

"Oh I don't know Sarah, I'm into yoga and calisthenics and stuff, I'm not much
on wrestling...but I do have dreams of joining the police academy, so I suppose
that I should learn a few moves."

Sarah smiled. "Oh come on silly. I know i'm bigger than you but I won't hurt
you"

Sarah's smile widened "I just want to have a little fun today that's all"

Emma forced a smile. "maybe just a little, what, like, kind of moves do you
know?"

"Here Em, let me show you."

With this the bigger girl advanced toward her soon to be bound captive and
grabbed her left arm. Before Emma knew what was happening her arm had been
twisted up behind her back almost to the shoulder blades.

"Ow!! Sarah that hurts!"

"Say uncle Em!!"

"uncle!!! uncle!!! god that hurts."

Sarah kept the small arm pinioned behind her back but lowered it so as to
relieve some of the pressure.

"Isn't this fun?" Sarah asked whispering in her friends ear. "now do as I say
and I won't hurt you!!"

"What?" Emma asked incredulously.

"Drop down on your knees and lay down on your stomach"

"Are you crazy Sarah?..Let go of my arm, what are you doing?"

Sarah pushed the frail arm back up to her shoulder blades "you're not listening
Em!!"

"ouch!! ok!! ok!!" Emma screamed

"My my, we are going to have to do something about that pretty little mouth of
yours in a minute, but first I need to make sure my pretty little prize is
secured nice and tight, now get on your belly!!"

Emma wilted like a flower and was soon face down on the cold tile of the sun
room, Sarah sitting astride, on her back still keeping a firm grip on her
twisted arm.

"Give me your other hand!!" Sarah ordered.

"wh..what are you doing?" Emma stuttered as she let Sarah draw her other arm
behind her back.

Sarah held both of Emma's small wrists together in the small of her back. Emma's
question was answered when she felt a fabric of some kind being wrapped tightly
around her wrists.

"Now you be a good girl and don't struggle while I bind your pretty little
feet." Sarah whispered in the prone girls ear. Emma could not believe what was
happening to her. Sarah gathered a length of thin rope and made quick work of
the slender ankles of her captive. She then pulled on the rope bringing a pair
of delicate bare feet up into the air where they were quickly tied off to her
wrists.

"I bet you have never been roped like a steer before have you Emma?"

Emma, however was so shocked that she had been rendered speechless. Her mouth
was open, but this was soon filled with a white sock, and then a layer of silver
duct tape was wrapped completely around her head making speech impossible. Sarah
stood up and examined her quivering prize.
Trish dialed the number and listened for someone to pick up. She was trying to
find Emma, but was not having any luck. Emma's brother had thought that she
might have gone over to Sarah's house, but he was not sure. Trish hung up the
phone. she would walk over to Sarah's to see if she was there. There was
something about Sarah that trish did not trust. However, she had no way of
knowing, or would even believe that Sarah would resort to any desperate means to
keep Emma as a friend. She walked over to her closet and found her flip flops.
she was wearing a bright yellow sun dress, a pair of shades and a white golf
cap. She thought about writing a note for her parents to tell them where she was
going, but instead grabbed her cell and was off.

Sarah made sure that her petite friend was nice and secure. The hogtied teen had
been left face down on the sun room floor. Sarah had left momentarily and
returned carrying a white rag soaked in chloroform. Emma had tested her bonds
but Sarah was a professional hogtier. Kneeling down beside her bound captive
Sarah ran her fingers through her hair and whispered in her ear.

"Now don't fight the ropes Emma. I'm very good at what I do. I am trained in the
ancient Japanese art of Hojo Jitsu. I have been wanting to tie you up since I
first met you. There is just something about a small slender girl like you being
taken down, and rendered helpless by a bigger girl like me."

Emma's watery eyes showing all the signs of defeat and helplessness met Sarah's
confident stare. She moaned helplessly as her conquerer ran her fingers across
the soles of her bound bare feet which were raised in the air, the heels resting
comfortably on her buttocks. Sarah watched her slender toes twitch.

"I'm going to have fun with your little feet Emma, but first I have to prepare
for another wrestling match. Yes, that little witch Trish just left a message on
my phone. She is coming over here and I am going to do the same thing to her
that I have done to you. I'm going to tie her even tighter! I have a bunch of
old telephone cord that I am going to use on her. Now hold still while I put you
to sleep for a little while."

Sarah held the rag close to Emma's nose and the helpless girl was too terrified
to resist. She closed her eyes, but when the rag was placed against her nose she
began to struggle. Sarah held the rag tight and watched Emma's tight clenched
struggling hands attempt to free themselves from their bonds until finally the
fingers relaxed. Her feet too, became still and Sarah realized that her prisoner
was sleeping.

"Poor little Em," Sarah said to herself.

Emma was sleeping soundly. Sarah had found another long piece of rope and
wrapped it around her helpless friends upper arms. She was enjoying this too
much, but first she had to deal with the little freckle faced snoop who was on
her way over here. She stood up and walked out onto the back porch which
overlooked the ocean. This part of the beach was nestled in a nice secluded
spot. No one would come along and therefore she could confront Trish out on the
beach and bind her with the phone cords out there. She scanned the direction
from which she knew that Trish would come and soon she was able to spot a person
walking along the beach. She recognized her at once and smiled.

Trish was no match for Sarah and the bigger girl knew it. She was a thin girl,
but athletic. she was good at gymnastics and was a fairly decent softball player
despite her small frame. Sarah watched her approach and the smaller girl
immediately noticed the telephone cord that she was holding in her hand.

"Sarah, why are you down here on the beach holding a telephone cord?...Like, I
think that the phone must be inside the house?" "Umm, have you seen Emma?"

Sarah was still smiling.

"I have seen Emma, but she is a little tied up at the moment. Why do you ask?"

"Well, I have something to tell her. Where did she go?"

"Like I said Trish, she is a little tied up at the moment. She is in the sunroom
hogtied on the floor. We got into a little wrestling match and she lost so I
tied her up nice and tight and gagged her pretty little mouth. Oh...and you ask
me what I am doing with this phone cord? Well, i'll tell you. In a few minutes
you will be tied up tightly with it. I'm a pro at hogtying people so what do you
say we wrestle. The loser gets tied up and gagged.

Trish's mouth was wide open as if she was going to speak, but was still trying
to process what the bigger girl had just told her.

"Now hold on here, are you telling me that you have really tied Emma up? and
that you are now going to tie me up with that..that phone cord? Trish asked
pointing to the grey cord that Sarah was fumbling with.

Sarah smiled mischievously. "You are real perceptive girl!" She advanced on her
prey holding the cord out as if it already held the other girl in bondage.

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Awareness was only now coming back to Emma. Her eyes fluttered open and closed
and she could see the blurry outline of a chair. For a minute she just lie there
trying to come to terms with what was wrong with her. Where was she? She tried
to move her hands but her arms wouldn't move. Her feet too felt constricted.
Then with a certain horror she remembered that Sarah had tied her up. She
wiggled her toes and fingers and grunted through her gag. Sarah had done a good
job. She was hogtied and going nowhere any time soon. She rolled over onto her
side and then onto her back to try and find a more comfortable position. She
wondered where Sarah had gone. Was she still in the house? What were her plans?
Emma struggled to her knees and glanced around the room and noticed a pair of
scissors on a small table. If she could only get to those scissors! It would be
difficult due to her tight hogtie, but she could inch her way over and perhaps
cut her way loose before Sarah returned. She would try it anyway.