Neighbors Revenge

Kody's kicked back on the couch when Blake shows up hammering on the door. She lets her in, and right away Blake's bitching about London and her hogging the curb. Kody fires back that Blake throws those loud-ass parties that rattle every window on the block. The air turns thick. Then Kody snaps. She yanks a coil of rope out of a drawer, spins Blake around, and pins her wrists tight behind her back. More rope follows until Blake's lashed to the wooden bench, every knot biting into soft skin. One quick knot and a wadded cloth gag silences the rest of her complaints. Kody's fingers find bare ribs and start working fast, cruel little circles that make Blake buck and squeal into the gag. When the fight starts to fade, Kody straightens up. "London will be home soon," she says, and walks out, leaving Blake straining and helpless. Door opens again. London steps inside, sees her roommate hog-tied and gagged, and hurries to undo the damage. Rope hits the floor, the gag comes free, and the second Blake's hands are loose she grabs London by the hair, spins her, and starts looping rope around her wrists. London ends up stretched across the same bench, arms yanked back, legs spread and cinched, the cloth shoved between her teeth. Blake stands, brushing imaginary dust from her jeans, already turning toward the door when Kody reappears. She doesn't rush to untie anyone. Instead she drops into the armchair across the room, legs crossed, eyes locked on the two of them. "Don't stop on my account," she tells Blake, voice low. "I want to see how loud you can make her."