I do not own icarly. This takes place after ispeeddate when Carly gets locked and gaggedby Sam.
"Come on, who wouldn't want to go out with this!" Sam cried, enjoying the screaming from Carly's gagged mouth.
"And we're clear!" she continued and instantly forced her best friend onto the ground. Pinching her face, she remarked, "You were always a yappy puppy Carls."
"Hey, shouldn't she be released; the show's over." Freddie interjected. "Uh, you don't make the rules around here camera boy," Sam retorted, "but since you're here, do you want to play along?"
"What's your…" Sam grabbed him and whispered a string of sentences into his ear while the helpless Carly continued to scream and struggle. After deliberating for a moment, Freddie finally nodded and moved out of the studio. Minutes later, he returned with coils of rope and something bunched up in his hand. Meanwhile, Sam had tightened the clasps locking Carly's wrists to the chair and hand-blindfolded the still struggling girl. "About time Freda-ward, " she said, then ripped off the gag.
"Release me at one you assholes! What—arghh!" Carly could not finish her sentence as Sam pinched her nose, causing her to gasp. "Quick, stuff her panties in her mouth!" Freddie hesitated but the tomboy grabbed the silky underwear and jammed in her friend's mouth. "Place your hand here!" The hesitant boy did so gingerly while Sam ripped off a longer piece of duct tape and plastered her best friend's mouth. "Mmmmphfff!" Carly screamed.
"Too loud," Sam muttered and reinforced the strip with several others. "Perfect. Now Carly, how dare you call us assholes; tsk what would your dad say?" Sam mocked her. Then turning to Freddie, she said, "Lesson time for you boy. Next time I ask something, you better deliver it fast."
"Ok, what's the next move?" Freddie asked.
Sam took a look at her captive and said, "we've gotta tie her legs." Within the next few minutes, Sam taught Freddie how to securely bind Carly's ankles and knees. "Ah, perfect. Now your crush is all yours, Freddie. Go for it!"
"Huh?"
"Silly, this is what you do," Sam guided Freddie's hand to Carly's dress and undid the first button. "Mmmmmp!" the girl yelled. "Oh hush," Sam said, slapping her friend. Suddenly, the boy got the cue and continued unbuttoning Carly's dress till her pink bra was exposed. "Ah, what a sight," Freddie remarked and started caressing Carly's boobs.
After a few minutes, the duo brought the captivity to the next level. Holding Carly in a grip, the unbuckled her and forced her to the ground. With Sam sitting on her, Freddie bound her wrists behind her back. "Hold her," Sam said and proceeded to peel off Carly's tights. As her tights were yanked down to her bound ankles, Sam snipped them off with her handy pocketknife then proceeded to cut away the rest of Carly's dress. Soon the bound and gagged teen was reduced to only her underwear.
That wasn't all as Sam instructed Freddie on how to secure Carly in a hogtie. "This is too good to be true," Freddie said standing just a bit behind Sam. "Yeah loverboy, now go for…ow!" Freddie tackled the shorter girl to the ground.
"Ya think this boy can't be rough?" Freddie growled and pressed Sam's face to the ground. "Let me go you big…ow!" Freddie yanked out his surprise, plastic handcuffs and proceeded to lock both the tomboy's wrists and ankles into an even more torturous hogtie. "You rat, I have going to…mmpgf!" Freddie pulled out another of Carly's bikini panties and stuffed them in Sam's mouth. "Sorry Carls, you have to wash two of your underwear later," he muttered and soon the captor became a bound and gagged captive. Copying Sam, Freddie cut away Sam's dress too, exposing her multicoloured bra and beige underwear.
"This is the life," Freddie say, watching the two girls squirm.
The End.