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Making Cookies (M/FF + FF/M)

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Making Cookies (M/FF + FF/M)

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When I was 11, I had experienced my first time being tied up, by my friend's sisters, and then a little later I was tied up by other mutual friends who also tied up one of the sisters. At this point, I had never tied up a girl, but I aimed to make that change.

The first autumn after the summer in which I had been introduced to TUGs was also the first season I played soccer with my dad as the coach. We managed to improve on our previous year's record of 0-9-1 by going 1-9, but that's neither here nor there. One day, after practice, I came home to a pleasant surprise. My twin sister Stacy was in the kitchen making cookies and so was our cousin Lily.

Lily was my favorite cousin, and also Stacy's best friend growing up. She lived an hour away, but she came to visit rather often. She was an objectively attractive blond-haired, blue-eyed girl, the same age as Stacy and I, who actually dressed in a way to accent her most attractive features, as well as using makeup. It's pretty safe to say that if she were not my cousin, I'd have been into her.

My sister is a redhead like me and, like Lily, was considered very pretty. She kept her hair at shoulder length and let her natural curls take form. She tended to dress more modestly than our cousin, and did not get into makeup until a bit later in life. Even though we were twins (and I was about an hour older) she acted like she was the older sister most of the time.

"Hey Lily," I said when I saw her.

"Hi Julian!" she called out.

"How was practice?" asked Stacy.

"Pretty good," I answered, "I scored a goal in our scrimmage today."

"Nice," congratulated my cousin, and then I went off to shower. Once I had finished and changed, I started to head back to my room, when suddenly I overheard a conversation with immediately captured my attention.

"Shadow Ranch is my favorite," Stacy was saying, and I immediately knew she was talking about Nancy Drew. "Although that's kind of by default, since we only own that one and Scarlet Slipper."

"You don't like Scarlet Slipper?" Lily asked.

"It's okay," answered Stacy, "it just felt kind of repetitive. The entire thing is just people being kidnapped."

And then Lily spoke five words which nearly made me gasp and give away my position: "that's why I like it."

As soon as I heard that, I knew I didn't want to miss another second of this conversation. I considered crouching behind the stair railing, where I could hear, but not be seen, but then I realized that if one of my parents came across that, it would seem really suspicious. I decided to go for the more blatant approach and go into the kitchen to fix myself a snack.

The girls barely looked up as I pulled out a cup and began getting out everything necessary to make a good ol' PB&J sandwich.

"Really?" Stacy asked. "You like getting kidnapped?"

Lily shrugged. "Well, I've never tried it. But whenever I read about it, it just sounds so exciting! I tried auditioning for my school play of Peter Pan, but they stuck me with Tinker Bell. I was hoping for Wendy or Tiger Lily, since both of them get tied up."

Stacy laughed, "you actually WANT to get tied up?"

"I mean, yeah, if I'm getting captured, I may as well."

The conversation drifted into another topic, and I finished making my sandwich, so I went into our basement to eat my snack and make a plan. I knew my dad kept two lengths of rope in our garage, because I had checked for binding material, in case I ever got the chance to use it. I grabbed both of them and stashed them on the basement, and then when I couldn't think of anything more clever, I fetched the plastic toy revolver I got three years ago for Christmas in a cowboy playset and stuffed it in my pocket. Then I went upstairs and approached the girls.

"Hey Lily," I said, "can you come with me a second?"

"What's up?" she asked.

"There's something I wanna show you," I explained, barely able to keep my voice from trembling. "It's in the basement."

"What is it?" asked Stacy suspiciously. I gulped, trying unsuccessfully to come up with an explanation. Fortunately, Lily jumped in.

"No, don't tell me!" she exclaimed, "I want it to be a surprise!"

I breathed a sigh of relief. This is why Lily was my favorite cousin. She was so adventurous. Stacy rolled her eyes and began putting the last of the cookies onto a tray while Lily washed her hands and then followed my downstairs.

Looking around and seeing nothing notable, Lily frowned. "What did you want to show me?"

My shaking hand removed the toy gun from my pocket and pointed it at her. "It was a trap," I said, "hands up!"

Lily gasped and put her hands in the air. "What are you doing?" she asked. I smiled a little. I could tell she was using her acting voice. We often played games which involved getting into character, so I could tell when she was being sincere and when she was pretending.

"I'm k-k-kidnapping you!" I declared.

This produced a laugh. "You're so nervous, cuz! Don't worry, I won't put up any resistance."

It had worked. I removed one piece of rope and tied her hands with it. I was too nervous to do it really well, so it was just in front. Then I retrieved the other piece and went to bind her legs. That's when Stacy walked in.

"What's going on?" she asked. I froze. She seemed genuinely annoyed at seeing our cousin with her hands tied and me with rope in my hand.. Then she suddenly laughed. "Oh, I see! She's Nancy Drew and you're kidnapping her!"

"Yup," I said, grateful that she had given me an excuse. Then, she did something which caught me off guard.

Stacy stepped toward me and extended her wrists toward me. "Make sure you pull the cookies out of the oven when the alarm goes off." I looked at her, needing a moment to process what was happening. Clearly, she thought I had intended to kidnap both of them. This was not what I had planned, but I could certainly go along with it! "Hurry up, before I change my mind," she insisted.

This was all I needed. I tied her hands in front of her, and then I took my captives by the arm and escorted them to the workshop in the back of our basement. Shoving them inside, I ordered them to stay put and then I headed off to think about what I wanted to do next.

I pondered my options. I could make it a straight-up game, creating characters for us and giving them a mission. I could get tape and gag them and then retie them more securely. Or I could team up with one of them and hold the other one prisoner, using all the rope and a gag to secure them. Eventually, I decided that the first option was the most likely to produce a repeat. Besides, introducing gags on the first time might be too much.

With that plan in mind, I returned to the basement and went to the workshop. Opening the door, I found... absolutely nothing. The room was empty!

"Gotcha!" I heard and turned around to see Stacy, holding the plastic revolver that I had forgotten to take with me. She was free, as was Lily, who was holding both the ropes and wearing the bandana from the cowboy costume.

"No fair!" I protested, "you're supposed to be MY prisoners!"

"Shoulda tied us better, bro" said Stacy, and I had to admit she was right. "Now hands up and go back upstairs!"

I did as I was told and they marched me into the kitchen, where they ordered me to sit in a chair. Lily then tied my hands in front of me with one of the ropes and then used the other one to bind me to the chair, wrapping it around my elbows and torso.

Once she had finished, Lily said "now for the last part."

She was currently behind me, so I couldn't see her. "What do you--mmpph!" I said. It should come as no surprise to readers on this site that the noise I made was the result of the bandana being pulled into my mouth the moment it was open. Lily then tied it behind my head, and I was securely gagged.

The girls mostly ignored me as they finished up their baking, but they did dangle cookies in front of me as torture. When they finally released me, I learned that Lily would be staying another day, and I immediately began scheming...

THE END
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Interesting story. I can’t wait to read more of your adventures.
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Can’t believe I missed this story when you posted it. It’s very good! Hopefully we’ll find out eventually what happened on the next day!
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