“So, how does Strip Magic work?” I asked him.
Me and my girlfriend Ava were about to start playing a… game.
“You start with forty life, like usual. If you lose the game or all your clothes, I get to tie you up and vice versa. What do you say, babe?”
“It’s on. Photos and video allowed?” I ask, getting a nod. I was gonna win this.
We each pulled out our commander decks, and we set up. My Mizzix deck for me, an Atraxa deck for her.
As we’re drawing, I realize something.
“What makes us lose clothes?” I asked, mildly concerned, realizing I should have picked a different deck.
“Counterspells, board wipes, infinite mana. That stuff.” Ava says, not noticing my commander. “Stuff that gets tedious. Why do you—” She starts to ask, before seeing my commander.
She laughed at me.
“Too late to change, but you can have a free mulligan.” She says, and we start to play.
***
She agreed that each turn she proliferated three or more things she took something off.
To even things out.
Regardless, it was turn 5 for her and she had only taken off her socks. Me, my sweater and socks were both gone.
That was when she cast Tangle Wire.
“End turn, proliferate just the wire.” She says, smirking.
“So, I tap five?” I ask. She nods.
As I’m taking my turn, she asks me, “Do you know why Tangle Wire is in this deck?”
I shake my head, curious, trying to figure out my spells all the while.
“Because when we’re done, this art.” She says, spinning it around. The small little petite elf bound with ropes…
“That will be you, Josie.” Ava says, and she leans over the table, grabbing my breast through my shirt and bra.
“Tied up. Tangled.”
I shake it off. “Stop it, you whore.” I say playfully. She nudges it off, smirking.
Besides, it’s not like she’ll win. I’m gonna enjoy this match, and I’m gonna enjoy her tying me up and—
Fuck she got to me.
***
I was reduced to my bra, my panties, and my skirt.
Meanwhile Ava, in her smug glory, was wearing her shirt, tights, skirt, all her underwear, and even her fucking sweater.
She had six chances. I had three.
“I cast Reclaim, putting Tangle Wi-”
“Cancel.” I say, reflexively. That lasted six turns of suffering. Never again.
“Take something off.” Ava added, as if responding to my spell with her own.
Fuck. I keep forgetting.
I take of my skirt, leaving me in just my panties and bra. Two to six.
“You look good, babe.” Ava says, smirking. “Don’t think because you cancelled my Wire doesn’t mean you’re exempt from your tangles.” Ava says, before leaning and kissing me roughly.
She will be the death of me.
***
“I cast Cyclonic Rift.” Ava says, and I realize I am beat.
She still has her shirt, skirt, bra, and panties. I am down to just my panties.
Shell remove one. And either kill me, winning her little bondage toy.
Or I counter it. And lose.
Getting tied up and…
I lean my head down. “Hold on a moment…”
I don’t even notice Ava got up, until I feel her hand on my back, and her cold hands grab my wrists.
“Can’t win?”
“Nope.” I admit, defeated.
Suddenly, I’m out of my chair, being bent on the table. I see Ava’s hands, and I see my handcuffs.
Oh no.
***
It took twenty minutes.
Ava was trying to tie me up for twenty minutes.
I was bound in place, from the ceiling, table, walls. I was truly suspended in midair by the ropework. She proceeded to gag me with a ball gag, and take a few photos.
So when Ava grabbed a strap-on, and climbed on top of me, she cupped her hands around my breasts from behind.
“Hey, Josie…?” She muttered in my ear, and I tried to listen.
“Good girl.” She said, before practically using me as a trampoline. Thrust down, deep in my ass, before up. Repeat.
And repeat.
***
It was nightfall. It had been six hours since Josie got tied up, and three hours since Ava had invited her guy friends from work over…
Josie was just suspended there, cum leaking from her every hole. Ava had treated her like a sex doll.
Josie had to admit.
She was gonna have to build a faster counterspell deck soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bsp68r/strip_magic_tangle_wire_lesbianbondage
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