Hello Black Lagoon Archive! Long time no see!
So, what we have here is the result of a little friendly challenge :) Normally, I might not have gone this route with these two, but, after firing off a few ideas, I really couldn't help myself ^_^ Hopefully you find it fun enough :)
As always, I still don't own Black Lagoon :)
"Fuck it's hot," Revy groaned, her legs kicked up on the table she and Eda were playing cards on. A single table-top fan was all the air conditioning they enjoyed, and in the one-hundred degree, one-hundred percent humidity of Roanapur, it was hardly even worth having. "Why the fuck is the AC in this place always fucking broken!" she growled as she leaned forward, putting her feet on the ground, and all four legs of the chair flat. "I'da thought that old bag would have that shit fixed by now!"
"Yolanda took off a day or two ago on business," Eda replied, fanning herself as usual. "Least you're not wearing all this shit, bitch." Revy grabbed the bottle of Bacardi from the table, electing to skip her glass this time. "Bitch! What the fuck? I don't want your germs on my shit!"
She pulled her lips from the bottle and as the alcohol ran down her throat, it only made her that much hotter. "GAH! Fucking hell! Can't even get drunk without making the heat worse!" She slammed the bottle back to the table and again barked at Eda, "What the fuck? Is there no fucking ice in this goddamn place either?"
"What the fuck do you think this is, Revy?" Eda snapped.
"If you asked me, a shitty fucking bar!" Revy replied. "I've got a table, a stool, a glass of booze, and a card game going; you'd fucking think we could at least get some fucking ice!"
"No ice, bitch; sorry," Eda commented. "Go to my room and take a fucking shower if you want."
Her eyes instantly lit up, "Good call."
Revy stepped from the table, pulling her top off in the process as she made her way to Eda's room in the back of the church. Eda, meanwhile, drooped her head back, at least exposing more of her neck to the fresher, though still hot air. At the sound of the water flipping on, Eda dropped the front legs of her chair back to the ground. "Might as well take one myself," she commented for herself. She looked out to the pews, again commenting aloud, "No poor saps today." She locked the doors to the church and made her way to her room.
Just as she came through the door, she found Revy slipping her clothes back on, her hair freshly soaked. It wouldn't be the first time she saw the brunette just getting dressed, and it wouldn't be the last time the sight stole her breath. I'm not much for playing both teams, but what I wouldn't give for that body, she thought.
"Something on my face, bitch?" Revy barked.
Eda was snapped free from her trance instantly and proceeded to remove her habit, layer-by-layer on her way to the bathroom, sure to slam the door closed behind her.
Revy huffed at the action, and turned back to Eda's room. It wasn't the first time she'd been within these walls, but she never really took the time to look around. She scanned the furniture, thinking with the most basic of intentions: find ice.
You could fit a mini-bar in there, she thought as she centered on a small bed-side cabinet. However, as she knelt down and tried the handle, she found it locked. Slot for a key, hinges right on front; why the fuck is this thing locked? Again, guided by the most basic of instincts at this moment, she came to the next logical conclusion: expensive booze. She stood up, quickly looking around for anything she could use to undo the lock. A bobby pin on another of the dressers would do, and within just a few twists and turns, the lock was undone and the cabinet door drifted open.
Once more this evening, Revy's eyes lit up. Well what the fuck do we have here? she thought with a wide grin. She reached into the cabinet, first retrieving a decently large length of black latex. She rooted further through and her thoughts ran wild, Who would have thought? She's got a thing for getting tied up. By the looks of this gear, she's been partying by herself.
She looked up and around the room, and at the things within the room, then back to the items she'd taken from the cabinet. "Let's just see what I can do about that," she quietly said, smiling wider by the moment.
The water switched off, and within a few moments, Eda emerged from the bathroom, habit half-open, and hair soaking wet. "Hey, bitch! Why don't we…" she lost her words as she fixed on the sight before her. Revy sat on a chair, directly in front of the bathroom door, her legs crossed at the knees, sure to be displayed for Eda when she came out. Gone were her shorts and underwear, though her tank top remained. She smiled a sinister grin, and in her right hand, a wrapped up length of shibari cord swung around her index finger.
That was the first thing Eda noticed.
Next, was the fact that her cabinet was open, and then, as she looked back to Revy, she couldn't help but notice another of her toys at the brunette's side. Her rage instantly boiled over, "You fucking cunt! Who the fuck do you-"
Revy stood from the chair and with a single shove, knocked Eda onto her backside, back onto her bed. She stared Eda down, now tightly holding the wrapped up cord in her right hand. "Shut your mouth," she ordered.
The game began that very instant.
Revy took a step back, eyeing up her prey, and Eda nervously drank in each of Revy's most subtle of movements. What the fuck is she doing? she thought. Why did she… she wondered as her eyes briefly averted to Revy's bare bottom half. She looked back up to her would-be friend's smiling face, feeling more certain of the situation by the second. Is this really going to happen?
"You tie yourself up?" Revy asked.
"I-" Eda began only to be cut off.
"Yes or no!" Revy barked.
"Yes," Eda affirmed, looking away from Revy, embarrassed perhaps.
Revy sauntered over to Eda, sure to sway her hips just enough for the blonde to take proper notice. She slipped the wrapped length of cord beneath Eda's chin, lifting her eyes to meet her own. "Yes what?"
Eda's breathing became rapid, short staccato bursts. Call it a fantasy, call it a fetish, call it a desire; whatever name she gave it, it was something she wanted, and wanted badly. To be taken. To be hurt. To be punished. To be made nothing. To be made helpless.
"Mistress," Eda cooed.
"A fast learner," Revy replied, still smiling. She lofted the cord to Eda, and ordered once again, "Show me."
After a clumsy catch, Eda haphazardly undid the cord. She'd done this dozens, if not hundreds of times; she was methodical about it, but at this moment, she was a complete mess. Finally, after a couple of false starts, she began, only for Revy to interrupt.
"Wait!" she said as she stepped back over to Eda. The blonde looked to her with both fear and excitement in her eyes, and then there was contact. The first touch as Revy's fingertips grazed the blonde's collarbones, easing the habit from Eda's shoulders. Revy paid little mind to the resulting display of flesh, however. It wasn't for her satisfaction or her lust, but for her amusement; to watch Eda grow even more nervous, even more uncomfortable.
She took a step back from Eda and gestured to her hands as she spoke, "Those wrists aren't going to tie themselves up."
Whatever it was, in that instant Eda was able to focus, and in a quick display, wrapped her wrists tightly together using her teeth to control one end of the cord, and her ring fingers to hold the other end. So that's how she does it, Revy thought. Then, almost too quick to notice, and too deliberate to question, the inclusion of a safe knot to let herself free.
Not today.
Revy reached forward, gently taking Eda's bound hands into hers. She pulled the cord loose in one quick motion, and hastily pulled Eda from the bed. She spun her around, bending her over the edge of the bed, her habit completely discarded in the process. She grabbed her limp hands, holding them at the wrists, behind her back. The tying came quickly and with a degree of pain, then the rope moved to another location. Again, such fast and deliberate rope work as she wrapped it around Eda's neck, two, three, four times, though with a degree of slack.
Finally, she pulled the blonde from the bed and again sat her up to face her. "And now, you're mine," Revy said, sending a visible shiver throughout Eda's bare body. "This is how a piece of shit like you gets tied up," she commented, nonchalantly holding the free end of the cord with her left hand.
"Bitch!" Eda barked in instinct. "I can-"
However, a swift tug on the rope tightened everything all at once, and for a fraction of a second there was no breath, and even less freedom. Revy took a step back over to her, gently placing her right hand on Eda's cheek. She swung her head side-to-side as she commented, "You can do nothing." Slowly, and almost with a hint of compassion, Revy ran her hand down Eda's quivering cheek, as she ordered, "Say it."
Eda though, she was defiant and determined. Her brain was working overtime, trying to think of the right things to do. This opportunity may never be afforded to her again, and she wanted it to literally knock her socks off. She steeled her lips, grimacing in anger, and sure to say absolutely nothing. Revy though, she didn't move or flinch, if anything, she only smiled wider as the lack of oxygen once again encroached on Eda's tough-girl act.
"Say it!" Revy demanded.
"I…can…do…nothing," Eda broke, her airway opening as the last syllable crossed her lips.
"That's a good Thing," Revy replied with a grin. "Now, up!" she said, taking a step back. Eda's eyes opened wide all at once, and she made sure to follow Revy's movement carefully. Any less than was needed and she wasn't going to be invited, but dragged by the neck.
Revy gave herself a bit more slack from the cord, threading it between her legs, over her shoulder, and back into her left hand. The geometry was simple, and Eda quickly put the situation together. "Fuck you, I don't-"
Revy tugged on the rope silencing Eda once again. "And to think I just praised you," Revy said, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. Her eyes went dark and her voice deeper, "You think you have a choice?" She pulled on the rope, and Eda followed, indeed with no choice whatsoever. As she grew closer to Revy, she was again scolded, "You are nothing. You mean nothing." She stopped her just before making contact, and Eda's eyes darted up to Revy's. Once again, Revy ran her right hand down Eda's cheek and commented, "You exist to serve me; nothing more." Eda's eyes coated with tears, and once more, Revy denounced, "Now serve."
With a tug of the rope, Revy forced Eda's lips right where she wanted them, and with just enough force, kept them there. It took a moment, then two, but quickly, Eda found what she was looking for, and wasted no further second attacking it. Revy responded instantly. Her legs quivered, her arms shook, her abdomen convulsed. For someone who didn't do this sort of thing, Eda was doing a fine job indeed. As the convulsions came more frequently, Revy pulled tighter on the rope, eliciting an audible and physical response as Eda gasped into her.
"More," Revy demanded.
Eda grew more furious, harsher, and careless. Biting and gnawing at her most delicate of parts, Revy shouted in pleasure before a final eruption nearly brought her to collapse. She slackened the rope, and Eda fell onto her knees, gasping for air. Not a moment of rest though as Revy's hands made her way under Eda's armpits, lifting her from the floor and onto the chair Revy sat in earlier. She couldn't move, and moreover, she couldn't move; she was near completely exhausted from the position and stress of having her airway intermittently closed.
"I found these in that cabinet of yours," Revy commented as she knelt down in front of Eda, lifting a pair of exceptionally high heels into view. "I wonder if you knew what you were buying when you bought them."
"They're just a pair of black heels," Eda rasped.
"I don't remember giving you permission to speak," Revy commented, immediately bringing Eda's eyes to widen, and her body to tense. "I suppose I can let it slide for the moment, considering what I've got planned for you."
"Planned?"
Revy smiled. "These heels are designed to be uncomfortable," she explained. "They're stiff as boards so you've clearly never put them on; you probably just bought them in the hopes of using them one day. Well, today is that day." Eda looked horrified at the revelation, though Revy kept on about her business, preparing the footwear for her toy. "Seeing as how you're mine, and can do nothing for yourself, I'll put these on for you."
She carefully strapped them to Eda's feet, sure to not make them too tight, which would ultimately just make them more unstable later. After securing the heels, Revy stood and pulled Eda forward on the chair, "Come on! Up with you!" She reached behind her toy and undid the rope work she had so quickly done up as though it were the simplest thing in the world.
What are you doing? she wondered. At least she had learned to not speak.
Revy looked up to the exposed wooden beams that made up the structure of the church. Grinning, she lofted one end of the cord over the rafter, and brought Eda's hands together in front of her, again making short work of tying her wrists together. Carefully, but quickly, she slipped the other end of the cord between the blonde's legs, lifting her arms over her head in the process. She wrapped the remaining cord around Eda's neck twice, but didn't knot or complete the maneuver, she simply left it there.
A pause.
Well now what? Eda continued to wonder. She looked down, finding a healthy bit of slack in the rope between her legs. Nothing to dig in down there, not choking me up here; what is she-
Her thoughts were interrupted as Revy pulled a rather large, and vibrating length of latex from the cabinet. "Good; fresh batteries," Revy commented. She reached up to the remaining length of cord, and harshly unwrapped it from Eda's neck. The blonde's eyes followed her as she twisted the device into the rope between her legs, and with little delicacy, wedged the tip in place, eliciting a sharp gasp from Eda.
"Alright, what the fu-"
Revy stood up and slammed her hand to Eda's mouth, "We're going to have to do something about this mouth of yours." She reached to the bed where she had left her underwear, and after retrieving the garment, proceeded to force it in between Eda's lips. She groaned and growled against the garment, but could do nothing to expel it, especially not after the remaining cord was wrapped around her head and mouth, keeping the gag snuggly in place.
Between her legs, the latex length moved with every twitch her body made, and that's when she understood. These heels are already killing me; there's no way I'll be able to stand much more than a couple minutes. I'm going to fall, and when I do… Her eyes narrowed on Revy. My arms too. I can't keep them up much longer either, and they're just as bad as my knees giving out. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck…
"This is bondage, Eda. This is punishment, and this is torture," Revy commented with a grin. "If I knew you were into this shit, we could have done this whenever you wanted." She stepped over to Eda's struggling form, and over the rope that crossed her lips, Revy placed a kiss. Eda's eyes widened, and her movements slowed at the gesture. Revy took the time to stare into her eyes, to give her some hint of company and companionship.
"And now…" she began as she pulled her shorts from the floor, "…I need to step out for a minute. You won't go anywhere, will you?"
Eda's eyes went from calm, to panic. She jostled for a moment, realizing very quickly that such movement was the worst idea for her situation. Can't move; just going to waste strength. What the fuck is she doing? Eda screamed in her thoughts, all the while screaming into her gag. She thrashed one or two more times, almost losing her balance on the heels completely the second time.
Revy smirked at the display. "I'm going to the liquor store, and when I come back, if you haven't passed out from exhaustion, I might reward you for your struggle."
And with that, she closed the door to Eda's room behind her. She was in as near a state of shock as she'd ever been. Naked, bound, panicking, panting, sweating; she was invigorated. In this moment, she was alive. Nothing in this situation would see her dead, and though the means were cumbersome, they were very likely going to be every bit as pleasurable as they were painful. Her knees buckled and with every tremble, the length between her legs fed its way in. She couldn't even move her head to try and revel in the sensations that began to fill her. But, slowly, the groaning and growling became more of a purr, more of a moan.
If she only knew that just on the other side of the door, Revy listened in. Her right hand buried in the front of her shorts, her fingers in all the right places. She let out a sigh of relief, smiling wide as can be. No big deal, she thought with a shit-eating grin.
As promised, Revy returned just ten minutes later. The sight that awaited her when she opened the door was a magnificent one, satisfying her to no end; Eda's knees had given way, as had her arms. She was hanging from the rafter, suspended by her most delicate of places, complete with a rampaging insertable still endlessly annihilating her. Her head was pulled down tight thanks to the weight of her body on the cord, though she had stopped screaming and growling. All that came from her throat now was groans entirely composed of pleasure. When you sank that far, that hard, and with that much stimulation, it took a lot to bring you back to reality. Luckily, the simple touch of Revy's hand was enough to bring Eda back, slowly but surely.
"Do you want it to stop?" Revy calmly asked.
Eda could say nothing, but a definitive double-groan was enough to signify an 'mmm-hmm.' Revy hoisted the blonde up, supporting her weight, and bringing about sublime relief from the dig of the cord. The saturated device was removed a moment later, and finally, the rope was removed from around her head. She spit the underwear from her lips as she fell into Revy's arms, gasping and rasping for air.
"You fucking bitch," Eda rasped.
"You're fuckin' welcome," Revy replied as she sat Eda on the bed. The blonde fell back against the mattress as Revy asked, "So, was it everything you hoped for?"
At first Eda said nothing, she simply lay there gasping. Then, after finally seeming to regain her breath, her composure, and some shred of self-worth, she replied, "Same time tomorrow."
And that's that :) As always, if you made it this far, I hope you enjoyed it :)
A friend who I showed this to did ask (More like "request") a second installment, and at the moment, I can't rule that out. I have nothing written, and nothing planned, but, anything is possible :) This was plenty fun for me, so I'd say there is definite potential :) Oh! And special thanks to The Horsemen for proofing and editing ^_^
Thanks so much for reading!
-jm