Re: Tied by Friends Sister (ff/mm)
Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2026 9:15 pm
Day 61 continued:
Jenna made us change clothes after breakfast. We went into the bathroom separately to change. We put on bras and stuffed them with padding, panties, red sundresses, white pantyhose for me, and coffee colored pantyhose for John. She made us lie on his bed and told us to put our hands together like we were saying a prayer.
They took duct tape and wrapped it from our wrists to our fingertips to keep us from separating our hands or using our fingers at all. They used rope for our legs, taking their time to bind our ankles and knees together.
"I'm gonna go get something to gag you with" Jenna said when they were done tying us up.
"NO!" I shouted. "I don't want to be gagged anymore!"
"Well that's too bad isn't it?" Megan said. Jenna was already rounding up a pair of her dirty socks to gag us. Megan used her knee high stockings to gag me. They were tan and she had worn them the night before. Once our mouths were stuffed, they used several strips of tape to gag us. Then they were off to catch a train to their concert. We spent half the day bound and gagged, waiting for their friend Jessica to show up. Their mom gave Jenna and Megan a ride to the train station and then she was gone for most of the day. She got home right before Jessica came over.
"Mmph! Mmmmphhh! Mmmmppphhhh!" We begged through our gags for her to show us some mercy.
"You might want to save your energy because I'm not untying you any time soon. And you're going to need your strength for what I'm going to do to you."
We both groaned at what she could have in store for us. She ran one finger down my nylon feet and I grunted through my gag. She switched to John and gave him a brief tickle. Then she kicked off her flip flops and settled down at the foot of the bed, where she had access to our bound feet. She sat on the bed in between us, so she could tickle us at the same time. She tickled one of my feet and one of John's feet. We laughed and we begged and pleaded through our gags for her to stop.
"What's that?" Jessica asked. "You want to be tickled some more? That can be arranged."
I let out a furious grunt from my gag. We tried to kick our bound feet around but the ropes held us in place.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle" she taunted us. "Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle."
We were in hell. I couldn't take it. I was thrashing around on the bed, screaming into my gag, pleading with her to stop it. Her nails were digging into my soles and the nylon material only made my feet more sensitive.
"I wonder if Jenna and Megan are having as much fun as I am" she said.
She did give us a break eventually so she could eat, watch TV, talk to their mom. But she didn't untie us. And after her break, she went right back to tickling us.
"This little piggy went to market" she taunted me as she tickled my toes. I growled under my gag and glared at her. She tickled us on and off all day and wound up sleeping over. Jenna and Megan got back late, after Jessica untied us for dinner, after we showered and put our clothes back on.
Jessica helped them tie and tape us up again that night for bed. She gave our bound feet one more little tickle and we both groaned.
"Sleep tight" Jessica taunted us. "Don't let the bedbugs bite."
Day 62: "Cootchie cootchie coo" Jenna taunted me as she tickled my feet to wake me up that morning. I just rolled my eyes and sighed into my gag. Megan and Jessica teamed up on John to tickle him awake. Once we were up, they untied us and let us peel our tape gags off and spit their socks out. We went to the bathroom and ate something for breakfast.
"You girls could use a break" Jenna told us. "Why don't you go enjoy the pool today."
We waited for the catch.
The catch, Jenna told us, was we had to wear the pink bikinis that she bought us. We were mortified. But we considered our options and a cool, refreshing day in the pool sounded better than being bound and gagged in John's room all day. So we went and got changed and went outside to use the pool.
They were pink, two piece bikinis that were humiliating to wear. I guess that was the point after all. It was just a game to Jenna and her friends. They got to sit there and point and giggle at her brother and his friend swimming around in pink bikinis all day long.
Day 70: Skipping ahead a few days...Jenna took it easy in us for a few days. By taking it easy, I mean she let us swim in bikinis and walk around the neighborhood dressed head to toe as girls. The rest of our time was spent tied up in the living room watching TV, or tied up in John's room. But Jenna had something special planned for us this day.
We were tied up for half the day while they went out with their friends. But that changed when they got home. They untied us so we could have an early dinner and use the bathroom again. Then they brought us to the living room and made us lay on the floor, on our stomachs. We crossed our wrists behind our backs so they could use rope to tie them. Then our ankles and knees were bound together. But they didn't gag us. And I had a feeling why...
Jenna made us change clothes after breakfast. We went into the bathroom separately to change. We put on bras and stuffed them with padding, panties, red sundresses, white pantyhose for me, and coffee colored pantyhose for John. She made us lie on his bed and told us to put our hands together like we were saying a prayer.
They took duct tape and wrapped it from our wrists to our fingertips to keep us from separating our hands or using our fingers at all. They used rope for our legs, taking their time to bind our ankles and knees together.
"I'm gonna go get something to gag you with" Jenna said when they were done tying us up.
"NO!" I shouted. "I don't want to be gagged anymore!"
"Well that's too bad isn't it?" Megan said. Jenna was already rounding up a pair of her dirty socks to gag us. Megan used her knee high stockings to gag me. They were tan and she had worn them the night before. Once our mouths were stuffed, they used several strips of tape to gag us. Then they were off to catch a train to their concert. We spent half the day bound and gagged, waiting for their friend Jessica to show up. Their mom gave Jenna and Megan a ride to the train station and then she was gone for most of the day. She got home right before Jessica came over.
"Mmph! Mmmmphhh! Mmmmppphhhh!" We begged through our gags for her to show us some mercy.
"You might want to save your energy because I'm not untying you any time soon. And you're going to need your strength for what I'm going to do to you."
We both groaned at what she could have in store for us. She ran one finger down my nylon feet and I grunted through my gag. She switched to John and gave him a brief tickle. Then she kicked off her flip flops and settled down at the foot of the bed, where she had access to our bound feet. She sat on the bed in between us, so she could tickle us at the same time. She tickled one of my feet and one of John's feet. We laughed and we begged and pleaded through our gags for her to stop.
"What's that?" Jessica asked. "You want to be tickled some more? That can be arranged."
I let out a furious grunt from my gag. We tried to kick our bound feet around but the ropes held us in place.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle" she taunted us. "Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle."
We were in hell. I couldn't take it. I was thrashing around on the bed, screaming into my gag, pleading with her to stop it. Her nails were digging into my soles and the nylon material only made my feet more sensitive.
"I wonder if Jenna and Megan are having as much fun as I am" she said.
She did give us a break eventually so she could eat, watch TV, talk to their mom. But she didn't untie us. And after her break, she went right back to tickling us.
"This little piggy went to market" she taunted me as she tickled my toes. I growled under my gag and glared at her. She tickled us on and off all day and wound up sleeping over. Jenna and Megan got back late, after Jessica untied us for dinner, after we showered and put our clothes back on.
Jessica helped them tie and tape us up again that night for bed. She gave our bound feet one more little tickle and we both groaned.
"Sleep tight" Jessica taunted us. "Don't let the bedbugs bite."
Day 62: "Cootchie cootchie coo" Jenna taunted me as she tickled my feet to wake me up that morning. I just rolled my eyes and sighed into my gag. Megan and Jessica teamed up on John to tickle him awake. Once we were up, they untied us and let us peel our tape gags off and spit their socks out. We went to the bathroom and ate something for breakfast.
"You girls could use a break" Jenna told us. "Why don't you go enjoy the pool today."
We waited for the catch.
The catch, Jenna told us, was we had to wear the pink bikinis that she bought us. We were mortified. But we considered our options and a cool, refreshing day in the pool sounded better than being bound and gagged in John's room all day. So we went and got changed and went outside to use the pool.
They were pink, two piece bikinis that were humiliating to wear. I guess that was the point after all. It was just a game to Jenna and her friends. They got to sit there and point and giggle at her brother and his friend swimming around in pink bikinis all day long.
Day 70: Skipping ahead a few days...Jenna took it easy in us for a few days. By taking it easy, I mean she let us swim in bikinis and walk around the neighborhood dressed head to toe as girls. The rest of our time was spent tied up in the living room watching TV, or tied up in John's room. But Jenna had something special planned for us this day.
We were tied up for half the day while they went out with their friends. But that changed when they got home. They untied us so we could have an early dinner and use the bathroom again. Then they brought us to the living room and made us lay on the floor, on our stomachs. We crossed our wrists behind our backs so they could use rope to tie them. Then our ankles and knees were bound together. But they didn't gag us. And I had a feeling why...
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