Brian : 01 - Tied Up In The Laundry (m/f, m/ff)
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01 - Tied Up In The Laundry
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By Brian
Tuesday, January 6th 2004 - 05:20:41 AM
Tied Up In The Laundry
This happened when I was around 14 or 15. I was visiting my cousin Donna, a real knockout with strong Italian features, coal black hair with a body to boot. She looked like a 14 year old version of Sophia Loren. Some said she looked more Valerie Bertinelli. Either way, she looked great to me---too bad we were cousins.
Donna's Mom sent us down in the basement near while Donna's older brother Bobby was outside cutting the grass and doing other duties. "You kid's play and have a good time", her Mom said.
Even at 14, I resented being called a kid. At 14, I felt like I was a young adult, but playing with Donna was always fun.
Donna had the cutest lips and was always making wise cracks to me. Suddenly I had an idea. Up to this point, I had never been tied nor had I ever tied anyone up, but I always wanted to and Donna was aching for it.
I looked in my Aunt's laundry basket and noticed some neat things like was rags, towels, bandana's, dish towels, wash rags my Aunt's robe and the tie that went around it. And some other things.
Donna keep on with the wise cracks so I grabbed one of the dish towels and put it over her mouth. Blubbbbbbblubbbblubbbb. Sounded like music. But alas, Donna's hands were free and she quickly pulled the towel off her her mouth and started to call for her mother. I quickly put my hand over her mouth and told her I was just fooling around. If you call your Mom she is going to think something is wrong and make us go upstairs or maybe even give us some work to do (heaven forbid!)
Donna nodded okay so I removed my hand.
"Why did you do that?" She asked.
"To keep you quiet! You keep making wise cracks and it's getting old and you know what..."
Donna interrupted me by placing her hand over my mouth, palms first.
"Sorry, I guess I am a little hard on you. So, so sooory. I'll be nice."
Donna removed her hand from my mouth and then said; "sorry cous. I get abused by my older brother Bobby all the time. I guess it seems normal to pick on somebody else. How can I make it up to you?"
My eyebrows went up and I said, "Let me tie you up. We have the stuff right here. There is a girl at school that is always talking about getting tied up and this will give me a chance to practice. Do you mind?"
Donna wiggled her nose a couple of times, thought about it and then finally said "okay!"
And I thought "YES!"
I looked inside the laundry basket and first thing I pulled out was Donna's Mom's robe. I pulled the cotton belt that went around and told Donna to turn around and put her hands behind her back.
I crisscrossed them and tied her hands. Donna said the fabric was soft and nice. She said being tied up wasn't so bad after all.
Then I had Donna sit down on a chair and I grabbed a bandana and used that to tie her little feet. Again Donna commented how soft the fabric was and that it felt pretty good.
Then I grabbed another bandana and placed it over Donna's eyes. Donna called out, "I can't see."
"No kidding! Pretty soon you won't be able to talk either." was my response.
"Nah, nah, nah. I didn't agree to that. I only said you could tie me up. This is going too far."
"You promised me that I could have my way. You said you wanted to make it up to me. Are you reneging on your promise?"
"I don't know this is a little scary. Can't see and now you want to silence me too."
"I am your cousin, not some rapist. Now hush up."
"I don't know blubbbblubbbbmmmmmppphhhh."
I stuck a wash rag over Donn'as mouth reinforced with a bandana that I tied tightly behind her head.
"You were saying what Donna?"
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
She was getting mad and louder.
"I didn't catch that, what did you say?"
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
"Now that is the way I like you Donna. Your big mouth shut. No sense struggling, I tied a really strong knot and nobody can hear you except me. Now about those wise cracks.."
MMMMMMIIIMMMSORRRYYYYMMMMMPPPHHHHHH.
Sounded like "I'm sorry" but couldn't make it out.
"As I was saying, about those wise cracks, seeing you like this absolves you and relieves me of all the pain from those stupid remarks. WHY do you do that anyway?"
MMMMMMMMIIIIMMMMMMSOOORRRYYYPPPHHHHHH!
"No problem, to me this is like going to confession and somehow, those wisecracks just don't carry that much weight anymore. Do you know how cute you look all tied up like that?"
MMMMMPPPPPHHHHHHHH!
"Sorry, I didn't get that one either."
UHHHMMMMMMMMMMMPPPHHHHH!
"Now where is that ticklish spot you have?"
MMMMNNOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPHHHHHHH!
"Tickle, tickle little Donna."
Donna started to squirm in her chair. I looked around the cellar and noticed t hat my Uncle had some rope. I pulled Donna, chair and all to the work bench where my Uncle had the rope. I then tied the rope between Donna's arm around the chair and between her other arm. Now she was secured to the chair.
mmmwwhhhattareyyyouuuudoooinngggpppphhh.
"I am just making sure that you don't fall Donna."
All of a sudden I heard someone coming down the steps. At first I thought it was Donna's Mom, instead it was her older sister Gina. another knockout.
I hid behind some boxes while Gina came over to observe her bound and gagged little sister. She stood over her, smiled and started laughing.
"Who did this to you?" (like Donna could answer!)
MMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"Who? You have to speak clearer. I can't understand you."
MMMMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Now Donna was getting louder and a little ticked off.
Now I started thinking: How about a 2 for 1 deal? Yeah sound good.
Gina had no idea I was there. She did her once around, didn't see anybody and went about teasing her little sister probably figuring that brother Bobby was the culprit.
I saw a roll of silver duct tape but didn't want to use that because I knew that will alert Gina, so I grabbed another wash rag and a bandana and quickly gagged Gina before she knew anything was happening. She tried to reach up and remove the gag, but I was too fast for her. Now I grabbed another bandana and tied Gina's hands behind her back. Gina was mmmmppphhhing like crazy and wondering what the heck was going on, but I suspected she assumed i t was brother Bob.
I then blindfolded Gina, grabbed a piece of rope and tied her feet and put her on the floor right beside her sister Donna. Since I didn't speak, Gina had no earthly idea who I was or what was happening. Donna was still gagged and couldn't share any insight. I was really enjoying this.
If Donna was a beauty, sister Gina was even nicer. She was about three years older, had long black hair, parted in the middle, really beautiful like movie star/model beautiful and really developed in the right places. She was the hottest thing in school at Sr. High or so I was told. Hands tied behind her back caused her chest to protrude and even at 14, my hormones were running.
I just stood there silent as both Gina and Donna were mmmmmppphhhhing but all to no avail. This was great. Then I had another idea; a camera, I need a picture of this.
I went upstairs and asked my Aunt if they had a camera. That Donna needed it and sent me up to get it. My Aunt was only too happy to cooperate and even showed me how to use it.
"Do you want me to come down and help you with that."
"Noooooooooooooo. No. that is not necessary."
I couldn't wait to take a picture of my very attractive captives and kept thinking how I was going to raze them for th rest of their lives about this. Donna was great, but Gina who was older, now that was a great surprise.
Brian
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01 - Tied Up In The Laundry
Story index at the bottom
By Brian
Tuesday, January 6th 2004 - 05:20:41 AM
Tied Up In The Laundry
This happened when I was around 14 or 15. I was visiting my cousin Donna, a real knockout with strong Italian features, coal black hair with a body to boot. She looked like a 14 year old version of Sophia Loren. Some said she looked more Valerie Bertinelli. Either way, she looked great to me---too bad we were cousins.
Donna's Mom sent us down in the basement near while Donna's older brother Bobby was outside cutting the grass and doing other duties. "You kid's play and have a good time", her Mom said.
Even at 14, I resented being called a kid. At 14, I felt like I was a young adult, but playing with Donna was always fun.
Donna had the cutest lips and was always making wise cracks to me. Suddenly I had an idea. Up to this point, I had never been tied nor had I ever tied anyone up, but I always wanted to and Donna was aching for it.
I looked in my Aunt's laundry basket and noticed some neat things like was rags, towels, bandana's, dish towels, wash rags my Aunt's robe and the tie that went around it. And some other things.
Donna keep on with the wise cracks so I grabbed one of the dish towels and put it over her mouth. Blubbbbbbblubbbblubbbb. Sounded like music. But alas, Donna's hands were free and she quickly pulled the towel off her her mouth and started to call for her mother. I quickly put my hand over her mouth and told her I was just fooling around. If you call your Mom she is going to think something is wrong and make us go upstairs or maybe even give us some work to do (heaven forbid!)
Donna nodded okay so I removed my hand.
"Why did you do that?" She asked.
"To keep you quiet! You keep making wise cracks and it's getting old and you know what..."
Donna interrupted me by placing her hand over my mouth, palms first.
"Sorry, I guess I am a little hard on you. So, so sooory. I'll be nice."
Donna removed her hand from my mouth and then said; "sorry cous. I get abused by my older brother Bobby all the time. I guess it seems normal to pick on somebody else. How can I make it up to you?"
My eyebrows went up and I said, "Let me tie you up. We have the stuff right here. There is a girl at school that is always talking about getting tied up and this will give me a chance to practice. Do you mind?"
Donna wiggled her nose a couple of times, thought about it and then finally said "okay!"
And I thought "YES!"
I looked inside the laundry basket and first thing I pulled out was Donna's Mom's robe. I pulled the cotton belt that went around and told Donna to turn around and put her hands behind her back.
I crisscrossed them and tied her hands. Donna said the fabric was soft and nice. She said being tied up wasn't so bad after all.
Then I had Donna sit down on a chair and I grabbed a bandana and used that to tie her little feet. Again Donna commented how soft the fabric was and that it felt pretty good.
Then I grabbed another bandana and placed it over Donna's eyes. Donna called out, "I can't see."
"No kidding! Pretty soon you won't be able to talk either." was my response.
"Nah, nah, nah. I didn't agree to that. I only said you could tie me up. This is going too far."
"You promised me that I could have my way. You said you wanted to make it up to me. Are you reneging on your promise?"
"I don't know this is a little scary. Can't see and now you want to silence me too."
"I am your cousin, not some rapist. Now hush up."
"I don't know blubbbblubbbbmmmmmppphhhh."
I stuck a wash rag over Donn'as mouth reinforced with a bandana that I tied tightly behind her head.
"You were saying what Donna?"
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
She was getting mad and louder.
"I didn't catch that, what did you say?"
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
"Now that is the way I like you Donna. Your big mouth shut. No sense struggling, I tied a really strong knot and nobody can hear you except me. Now about those wise cracks.."
MMMMMMIIIMMMSORRRYYYYMMMMMPPPHHHHHH.
Sounded like "I'm sorry" but couldn't make it out.
"As I was saying, about those wise cracks, seeing you like this absolves you and relieves me of all the pain from those stupid remarks. WHY do you do that anyway?"
MMMMMMMMIIIIMMMMMMSOOORRRYYYPPPHHHHHH!
"No problem, to me this is like going to confession and somehow, those wisecracks just don't carry that much weight anymore. Do you know how cute you look all tied up like that?"
MMMMMPPPPPHHHHHHHH!
"Sorry, I didn't get that one either."
UHHHMMMMMMMMMMMPPPHHHHH!
"Now where is that ticklish spot you have?"
MMMMNNOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPHHHHHHH!
"Tickle, tickle little Donna."
Donna started to squirm in her chair. I looked around the cellar and noticed t hat my Uncle had some rope. I pulled Donna, chair and all to the work bench where my Uncle had the rope. I then tied the rope between Donna's arm around the chair and between her other arm. Now she was secured to the chair.
mmmwwhhhattareyyyouuuudoooinngggpppphhh.
"I am just making sure that you don't fall Donna."
All of a sudden I heard someone coming down the steps. At first I thought it was Donna's Mom, instead it was her older sister Gina. another knockout.
I hid behind some boxes while Gina came over to observe her bound and gagged little sister. She stood over her, smiled and started laughing.
"Who did this to you?" (like Donna could answer!)
MMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"Who? You have to speak clearer. I can't understand you."
MMMMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Now Donna was getting louder and a little ticked off.
Now I started thinking: How about a 2 for 1 deal? Yeah sound good.
Gina had no idea I was there. She did her once around, didn't see anybody and went about teasing her little sister probably figuring that brother Bobby was the culprit.
I saw a roll of silver duct tape but didn't want to use that because I knew that will alert Gina, so I grabbed another wash rag and a bandana and quickly gagged Gina before she knew anything was happening. She tried to reach up and remove the gag, but I was too fast for her. Now I grabbed another bandana and tied Gina's hands behind her back. Gina was mmmmppphhhing like crazy and wondering what the heck was going on, but I suspected she assumed i t was brother Bob.
I then blindfolded Gina, grabbed a piece of rope and tied her feet and put her on the floor right beside her sister Donna. Since I didn't speak, Gina had no earthly idea who I was or what was happening. Donna was still gagged and couldn't share any insight. I was really enjoying this.
If Donna was a beauty, sister Gina was even nicer. She was about three years older, had long black hair, parted in the middle, really beautiful like movie star/model beautiful and really developed in the right places. She was the hottest thing in school at Sr. High or so I was told. Hands tied behind her back caused her chest to protrude and even at 14, my hormones were running.
I just stood there silent as both Gina and Donna were mmmmmppphhhhing but all to no avail. This was great. Then I had another idea; a camera, I need a picture of this.
I went upstairs and asked my Aunt if they had a camera. That Donna needed it and sent me up to get it. My Aunt was only too happy to cooperate and even showed me how to use it.
"Do you want me to come down and help you with that."
"Noooooooooooooo. No. that is not necessary."
I couldn't wait to take a picture of my very attractive captives and kept thinking how I was going to raze them for th rest of their lives about this. Donna was great, but Gina who was older, now that was a great surprise.
Brian
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Brian's stories
- 01 - Tied Up In The Laundry (m/f, m/ff)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section