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"It's open," called Meg in response to the knock she heard on her door.
"Hi," grinned Catherine nervously stepping into the room before closing the door behind her.
Meg smiled. Catherine stopping by to be tied up on the nights Meg would go out with Natalie had become a routine occurrence. Meg always enjoyed returning to find Catherine still as securely trussed as when they'd left and still just as willing to play. Although there had been a couple of nights when Catherine had visibly tried to get loose, she'd never gotten free.
"I'm glad to see Natalie finally got you to wear something besides those camouflage fatigues."
"What's wrong with them?" asked Catherine.
"Nothing," said Meg pulling several coils of rope out of their storage in a drawer, "But you do look good."
"Thanks," smiled Catherine, picking up one of the coils and running her fingers over it.
Meg shook her head as she picked a gag out. It still seemed strange that Catherine, who could be so tough in public and wore camouflage everywhere had a preference for pink ropes.
"Alright," said Meg turning back to face Catherine. "Turn around and put your hands behind you're back."
"Actually," mumbled Catherine, "Could we try something different?"
*hmm* "You had something you wanted to try in mind?"
"I was thinking, maybe, you and Natalie might be willing to stay in for the night and... maybe I could try tying you up?"

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"It's open," called Meg in response to the knock she heard on her door.
"Hi," grinned Catherine nervously stepping into the room before closing the door behind her.
Meg smiled. Catherine stopping by to be tied up on the nights Meg would go out with Natalie had become a routine occurrence. Meg always enjoyed returning to find Catherine still as securely trussed as when they'd left and still just as willing to play. Although there had been a couple of nights when Catherine had visibly tried to get loose, she'd never gotten free.
"I'm glad to see Natalie finally got you to wear something besides those camouflage fatigues."
"What's wrong with them?" asked Catherine.
"Nothing," said Meg pulling several coils of rope out of their storage in a drawer, "But you do look good."
"Thanks," smiled Catherine, picking up one of the coils and running her fingers over it.
Meg shook her head as she picked a gag out. It still seemed strange that Catherine, who could be so tough in public and wore camouflage everywhere had a preference for pink ropes.
"Alright," said Meg turning back to face Catherine. "Turn around and put your hands behind you're back."
"Actually," mumbled Catherine, "Could we try something different?"
*hmm* "You had something you wanted to try in mind?"
"I was thinking, maybe, you and Natalie might be willing to stay in for the night and... maybe I could try tying you up?"