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I guess watch them escape or let them struggle while hanging out with the guys. Haya smiled, "sorry, not today. I watched as her knee length dress swished and went through my door.

Her white nylon legs and feet took steps out of my room and I heard her go back to hers. My last hope ended with her closing her door.

Or did it. There is no one else home right now. I could, perhaps ask her again. Making up my mind I grabbed some cotton rope. The ones I used back in my elementary days of tying up the neighborhood girls.

Then I went to her room. Closing the door behind me, Haya didn't looked up from her Mac book. She sat on the opposite side of the room.

Her back against her bed frame and the Mac placed atop her lap. Her dirty white feet pointed towards me as she continued with whatever she was doing on her Mac.

The light on her face paused before distorting with different colors. I assume she is scrolling through some website. I remember you asking me to always tie you up when you were younger.

Still not looking at me. Haya paused then realization dawned on her. She put her Mac aside while I pulled rope out of my pocket.

We stared at each other before making a move. She tried to run past me and out through the door. Not on my watch.

She squealed as I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her into the air before dumping her on the bed. She turned on the bed and tried to get away from me.

Bad choice. Never show your back to an opponent. I grabbed at her pure white feet. More squealing came from her as I dragged her towards me.

Her nylon clad ankles felt amazing. The feeling of flesh covered in nylon is always divine. Holding both her ankles in one hand I started tying them together.

Haya started kicking and when that didn't work she got on her knees to push me away. I put her ankles above my head then turn around so her waist is on top of my shoulder while her legs are in front of me.

Ignoring the stimulation that comes from feeling her legs clad in tights against my skin. I bind her ankles together before cinching them.

I do this in under a minute. Good thing too as Haya figured out she has long nails and now knows where to put them. I throw her legs off me.

She quickly tries to untie her ankles. Not fast enough. I push her down and flip her onto her belly. Straddling her back I take both her arms.

I place my legs under her armpits and above her head. Crossing my ankles together I hold her arms in a joint lock with my legs.

Her head is stuffed into her mattress from the weight of my feet on her head. She mumbles something, but I am too focused to hear it.

I take her arms and wrists into my hands and tie them together. First I tie her elbows. Then her wrists which was hard considering she loves scratching and holding onto any loose rope to stall her inevitable predicament.

Using generous amounts of rope for both I also cinch them. Elbow ropes are tricky because they can slip off and cause damage if the damsel is not flexible.

Haya is somewhat flexible so I don't make her elbows touch. Instead I take more rope and tie it around her elbow rope. I then take that rope and go under her armpit, behind her neck, under her other armpit, and back to her elbow rope.

Now the elbow rope won't slip downward. I take more rope and connect her wrists to her elbows. Now there won't be any slippage at all.

The only way to escape from this is to push off the rope atop her shoulders, before working on the other rope, but I doubt she knows that.

Now I step off my little sister to admire my rope work as well as her almost fully developed curves. Haya grunts, "I hope you had your fun. She struggles in her bonds while I mover all her papers and other items from her bed to her desk.

When done I take a moment to admire her figure squirming around on her bed. Her legs look amazing. The porcelain white tights stretches to reveal tan skin with each struggle.

Soon she stops and shows signs of defeat. I don't answer. Instead I run to restock on rope. When I get back. I see Haya halfway to grabbing some scissors from her desk.

I silently approach her and take the scissors away while she squeals in surprise. I then push her back onto the bed tie her wrists to her waist.

I then tie her legs together a bit above her knees before flipping her onto her belly and putting her in a hogtie by connecting her ankles to her wrists.

I contemplate what to say while the steam in my head clears. Taking control of my emotions again I begin to touch her nylon feet.

She spasms and tries to kick me before realizing she can't. Instead she moves her foot away from me. She remains silent as I chase after her feet.

Finally grabbing her white as snow ankles, I begin tickling her. Between spasms she said, "how long do I have to stay tied like this.

I stop and let go of her ankles before asking a question. She tries to look at me. Since I am close to her feet she has to roll onto her side.

As I walked around the bed she was on, I analyzed her bondage. She had one of those mask ball gag things on so she couldn't see anything.

Also the ball gag in her mouth was massive. She probably couldn't even make any noise is she wanted too in that thing. She had belts tightly rapped around her thighs down to her lower legs and had a pair of cuffs on her ankles.

Another pair of handcuffs connected her elbows, and another pair on her wrists. She then finished off the hogtie with a final pair of handcuffs.

In addition to all of that, Emma had also connected a chain and connected it to the back of her bondage mask and her ankles cuffs and tightened it so her head was stuck looking up.

As I slowly crept around the bed, I spotted the key that Emma planted in order to make her escape. And like the bastard I am, I snatched the key. This turned me on so much.

I'm sure you can imagine how I felt. Me, a sixth grader in middle school, had a senior in high school, varsity Volly ball player tied up in her underwear completely at my mercy.

The only possible way for her to get freedom was if I decided that she could have the key. But until then, I owned her.

I eventually made my way back downstairs, with the key still with me off course. I played a few rounds of the game we were playing, although I was thinking more about my bound slave rather than the game.

I kept thinking about how I should probably go give the key back but i was too turned on to do that. After about 3 hours of playing video games straight i went back up stairs to my captive.

When I got up their, I found Emma wiggling around ferociously, looking for the key. Her wiggling around was definitely the hottest thing. She was wiggling so much but barely moving at allI didn't know how long she had been trying to escape either.

For all I know, she could have been trying since i took the key and left. I analyzed her body a little bit longer before putting the key back in a place that she would eventually find it.

I walked down stairs and we left. Shawn was hurrying us out because he didn't want us to be their when his sister got home. Every time I think back to that it turns me on.

I had poor Emma bound for so long. This is my first experience with bondage and one of my favorites. Published: Dec 27, See More by RArobinhood. The summer was coming to an end.

Their was about a month left of school. I soon would begin my 8th grade year. It was sort of depressing as I knew I wouldn't have the same freedom I had in the summer.

At this point in my, life I lived in a wealthy suburb of Chicago. My parents were very rich and had a big house. My parents would soon be leaving on their end of the summer vacation to Las Vegas for two weeks.

This unfortunately meant that for all this time, I would have a babysitter. It wasn't all that bad though.

My babysitter, Rachel, was very good at entertaining me. She would babysit me every day that both my parents worked and would leave. Bye Dad! After giving it a couple of minutes, just in case they had forgotten anything and had to come back, Nicole got up from the window and went to her closet.

Stashed far in the back, hopefully where no prying parents would find it, was an old shoe box. Filling it was a mixe. It was the dead of winter and with school on holiday break, both Hana and Natalie were in Hana's house with Hana sprawled out on her living couch while Natalie was sprawled on the floor in front of the couch.

Hana wore a large pink t-shirt with black sweat pants and white socks while Natalie wore a green long sleeve shirt with dark blue jeans and dark green socks.

With no school for another week and being too cold to go out and it was the dry week for getting magazines of any kind, they both were being average teens such as being bored with nothing to do.

Brooke held her phone to her ear, nodding and agreeing with the person on the other line. Miles, 3 o'clock 'till 8 on Saturday? I'll see you then!

She'd just gotten a call from Martha, asking her to babysit her three children, Thomas, at the age of seven, Kate, who was ten, and Tilly, who was twelve.

The seventeen-year-old girl thought she'd struck a goldmine, as Mrs. Miles was paying twenty-five dollars an hour, and she was babysitting for five hours, giving her a total of one-hundred and twenty-five dollars by the end of the day.

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In this story I've changed my real name into Mick, and my sister's name in Lisa. To keep our names away at least Its friday evening, and our parents have been away since the morning.

Its been pretty hot, so we've been up to our usual, and just do whatever we want the entire day without really bothering about each other.

My sister was still in her room on her computer, and I was sitting downstairs on the couch watching some TV as I was rather bored.

I've got short brown hair myself, blue eyes, and I'm wearing a blue jogging pants, and a small black T-shirt. There wast anything good on TV, it was late and I was still bored.

Maybe I should see what my sis is doing but then again I knew she'd probably be stuck on some sort of chat online. But I decided to see it for myself and I turned the TV off and went upstairs.

We never really knock on each others door, so I just went inside without warning and I was surprised seeing my sister sat there in front of her computer wearing a red jogging pants, small pink socks, and simple red bra.

She has long brown hair, blue eyes and wears small glasses. She was surprised as I got in her room, as I was surprised seeing my sister without her shirt on which is why I should've knocked at first.

But to my suprise she didn't cover herself up at all, she seemed more annoyed than embarrassed. I closed the door behind me, as she turned her computer screen off.

Like I'm some little girl or something? And we're obviously alone for the weekend, and you just sneaked into my room like this" "O come on, you know I didn't mean too" "Sure, but I think I should teach you a little lesson" "Who's the little girl now?

We're nearly adults and I need a lesson? Even though I'm two years older than her, she has always been the strong one as I never liked the idea of fighting at all.

No need for a lesson " She than stood in front of me, and smiled upon my reaction. I groaned as she grabbed me, but I knew I couldn't fight back.

Who says I'm going to wrestle with you at all? You know you can't win from me. She tied my wrists together using a pink cotton scarf. She then threw me on my back, and smiled at me.

Untie my hands already! She then got of her bed, and left her room a minute and returned with something behind her back, a roll of ducttape.

I figured she was going to strap some tape on my mouth. But when sat next to me on her bed, she first removed one of her pink socks.

I thought you loved my socks? It tasted rather sweaty, but I couldn't spit it out either because she had her hand over my mouth as she used her other hand to grab a strip of ducttape.

She than placed two stripes over my mouth to keep her sock inside of my mouth. She laughed at me, and stood up. I moaned trough the sock in my mouth, but couldn't get my hands free from the scarves.

She laughed as she saw me struggle on her bed. Oh don't worry, you'll learn your lesson this weekend and if you ever tell mom and dad, you'll get many more of these lessons, got that brother?

Well, I've gotta dress up a bit but I don't want you to be a pervert so let me fix that for you, ok?

She then grabbed two other scarves, and blindfolded me with them to prevent me from looking at her, as she would change herself.

I started to moan and struggle some more on her bed, but it was no use at all, as she tied those scarves rather tight. She said. I continued to struggle as she removed the scarves around my face.

She was standing in front of me in just her lingerie, her purple set. I saw the red lingerie she wore dropped on her floor next to her pants.

You shouldn't have gotten in my room like that" I moaned and grunted as I struggled on her bed trough the scarves.

You know, you should really speak up" "Mpph!! I tried to losen the scarves, but she sure knew how to tie them tightly around my wrists. All I could do was struggle on her bed with her dirty sock still in my mouth.

I shouldn't have gotten in her room, now I'm tied up for the weekend like this. After about 10 minutes, I heard her getting back upstairs.

She returned in her room, and smiled as she saw me struggle. Or they'll go back in" She than removed the straps of tape, and picked the moist sock out of my mouth, and threw it around her room.

I thought you would like it actually. Now untie me! Or do I have to keep your mouth taped? I started to figure out what she was going to do.

And quickly applied the tape to keep the panties in. I started to struggle and trash somemore on the bed with those dirty panties in my mouth, but it was no use.

I'll be back in about thirty minutes. I moaned loud, but it was no use. The panties muffled my voice down. She closed the door behind her, and left me on her bed.

I tried to struggle, but it was no use. All I could do was move around the bed, and chew on my sister's underwear packed tight in my mouth, trying to wonder how long she had been wearing them.

After about thirty minutes I heard her getting upstairs. All I could do was struggle, so I watched her getting back in the room with a smile as she was staring back at me.

I grunted trough my gag. I grunted back. I moaned back in confusion. Than she got me to stand up, and we went upstairs to my room. Then she threw me on the bed, and threw the sheet over me.

Sleeptight brother, tommorow we'll have fun, try not to have too much fun, bye. However, I wasn't about to give up on the experiment and decided to enlist some help from Karen, my sister.

She was only fifteen months older than me, but still my big sister and someone I could turn to for help. As chance would have it, when I found her, Karen was reading the very comic that had triggered my experiment in the first place.

I told her what I was trying to do and she immediately agreed to help. By pooling our own winter wear and exploring the depths of our shared dressing-up box, we amassed about six scarves.

I remember that one was a tiny pink one that one of us must have worn as a toddler and one was a monster about eight feet long that our mother must have worn before the war.

I think the rest were more reasonable sizes. I sat down on the bedroom floor once again and Karen did her best to immobilise me. She tied my ankles and then my knees in the same way that I had tied my own.

Her knots were exactly the same as mine and just as ineffective. However, as I wasn't struggling, they both stayed in place. I put my hands behind my back and Karen did her best to tie my wrists together.

The first attempt was not at all successful: four feet or so of woolly scarf wrapped around two slender wrists resulted in an unwieldy bundle that didn't feel remotely secure.

The second try, using the small pink scarf was a bit better but no more expertly knotted. Karen finished off by winding the really long scarf from the dressing-up box around my arms and chest about four times and then knotting the ends.

The overall result felt snug but not terribly secure. Our younger brother Timothy appeared at the bedroom door at this point.

He is three years younger than me, so he must have been three or four at this time. He usually took an interest in the things that Karen and I did together, but would occasionally decide that we were doing scary big-girl stuff and decide not to investigate further.

Seeing his sisters tying each other up seemed to come into that category, so he went away again without saying anything. Escape took a matter of seconds as all the knots yielded to the slightest tension.

Undeterred, Karen tied me up again, pulling all the bonds just a little tighter the second time. If I sat perfectly still, I had some faint inkling of what it might feel like to be tied up, but I knew that escape was trivially easy, so there wasn't the remotest sense of helplessness, let alone peril.

All-in-all, this wasn't very satisfactory. My mother came back to the doorway. Timothy was with her, solemnly surveying my predicament. Karen and I explained that I had just the opposite problem and I needed help to stay tied up.

I pointed out that our knots didn't work and asked our Mum if she could show us how to do better ones. I quickly shed my bonds and headed for the bathroom.

When I returned to the bedroom, my mother and sister were kneeling on the floor untangling the scarves that I had kicked my way out of a few minutes earlier.

I felt a little tingle of excitement in anticipation of finally finding out what it was like to be tied up. As I entered the room, my mother briefly rummaged through the drawer where she kept my winter things and handed me a pair of mittens.

Damage to skin wasn't something that had occurred to me. I put the mittens on, pulling the cuffs well up over the sleeves of my sweater, and sat down next to where my mother and sister were kneeling.

Timothy was still standing just inside the door, watching the proceedings with interest. My mother began as I and my sister had done, by tying my ankles.

She pulled the scarf much tighter than I had done. I was surprised to see my mother form a knot exactly as I had, but then she showed us how to add another similar knot, but going the other way, to make a reef or square knot.

The result felt satisfyingly secure. The same procedure was repeated just below my knees and my mother showed us how to make sure we tied a real reef knot and not a granny knot.

I shuffled myself around, so that my back was towards my mother and put my hands together side-by-side. She gently rearranged them so that my wrists were crossed then wrapped the short pink scarf around them twice, pulling it much tighter than Karen had.

She tied the first half of the knot and then jerked the binding tight before completing the reef knot. My mother finished off by tying the long scarf from the dressing-up box around my arms and chest.

Once again, she pulled it very tight and may even have got one more turn around my body than Karen managed. She knotted it off in the middle of my chest then leaned forwards and kissed me on the top of my head.

As soon as my mother had finished, I knew that I was completely helpless and would stay tied up until someone freed me.

Nothing was so tight that it was painful, but it all felt incredibly constricting. Simply being tied up was much scarier than I had imagined, but in an exciting way, like a good funfair ride, and I was thoroughly enjoying the experience.

I wriggled and squirmed on the floor for several minutes, but it was quickly apparent that my mother had done a good job and that I had no chance whatever of escaping unaided.

While our mother was gone, Karen took a trip to the bathroom as I had done. I lay on the floor quite contentedly and waited. Timothy watched me in silence.

My mother returned first, carrying a long tartan scarf and a pair of long socks she wore with walking boots. As soon as my sister was back in the room, she found a pair of mittens, put them on and sat down next to me.

My mother helped me sit and propped me against the side of my bed, mainly so that I didn't occupy so much floor space.

It took far less time to tie Karen up than it had taken for me, mainly because my mother didn't have to pause to explain what she was doing. She used the socks to tie Karen's wrists and ankles but bound her knees and arms with scarves.

Karen engaged in a heroic struggle against her bonds before declaring herself satisfied that she was completely helpless. He shook his head and left the room hurriedly; we heard him going downstairs.

I glanced at the clock. It was about quarter past four. Children's television programmes would start in half an hour. There were only two channels in Britain at that time and they each only put out a little over an hour of children's material each afternoon.

I was keen not to miss my daily dose. Actually, I can't remember what it was that we were in danger of missing, but 'The Adventures of Robin Hood', starring Richard Greene, was a firm favourite of Karen's and mine.

Timothy used to sit through it too, but was a little young to appreciate the story-lines. Karen was nearer to the door, so our mother picked her up first and carried her cradled in her arms, supporting her weight under her knees and shoulders.

I heard a loud "Oops! A few moments later my mother returned for me.

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