Autumn break with the neighbourhood girls (ff/m)

[Bondageboi]

On a nindescript suburban street on an estate that could be anywhere in the country were rows of similar looking houses. On this particular Tuesday afternoon in ine of these houses three teenages sat in the floor of the livung room. alex, the boy, sat in the middle dressed in a red tshirt and blue shorts his feet bare. His hands were tied behind his back with rooe, wrists crossed in the small of his back. A rope goes round his upper arms and chest, cinched atbyhe sides. Pinning his arms to his bidy. His legs are tied togethervat ankles , below and above knees with more rope and his mouth is stuffed with Julie’s balled up black ankle socks and sealed with five pieces if bright pink tape.

Julie and Katy, his best friends since forever, were kneeling on either side of him. Both girls had a mischievous glint in their eyes and smirks on their faces. They had decided to play a game of 'capture the flag' in the backyard, but it had quickly escalated into a more complex game of 'spy versus spy'. Now, alex found himself the wholly willing participant in a new twist they called 'interrogation'. He squirmed and muffled protests into the socks as they giggled and whispered about what they should ask him.

The room smelled faintly of popcorn and the TV was playing some cartoon in the background, the sound muffled by their whispers. The sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm, yellow glow on the wooden floorboards. A fly buzzed lazily around the room, occasionally landing on Alex's cheek and making him twitch. He could feel the rope dig into his skin slightly, but the discomfort was a thrilling part of the game. He knew he could trust the girls; they had played like this a hundred times before.

Julie, her eyes sparkling with excitement, leaned closer to him, her long, auburn hair brushing against his ear as she spoke. "Okay, spy, it's time to talk. Who sent you?" She had a playful tone, but there was an edge to her voice that suggested she was enjoying her role as the interrogator.

Alex's heart raced, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He tried to reply, but the socks in his mouth muffled his words into a series of unintelligible sounds. He shook his head, feigning innocence. Katie giggled and poked him in the side with a finger. "Come on, Alex, you can do better than that," she whispered, her eyes dancing with amusement.

The TV's background noise grew louder as a commercial break began. The sudden change in volume made Alex jump, and the girls took it as a sign of fear. Their giggles grew into full-blown laughter, echoing through the quiet house. Katy leaned in closer, her breath tickling his neck. "We know you're not just a simple spy," she whispered, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "Tell us, what's the real mission?"

Alex's mind raced as he struggled against the ropes. He had to think of something good, something that would keep the game going and maintain the thrill. He managed to mumble a few words, hoping they'd catch on to his improvised story. The socks in his mouth distorted his speech, making him sound more like a gagged hostage than a clever double agent.

Katie leaned in closer, curiosity piqued by his attempt at communication. She cocked her head to the side, listening intently. "What did you say?" she whispered, her hand moving to the side of his face to gently lift his chin. Julie's eyes narrowed, watching the exchange with a mix of skepticism and excitement.

Alex took a deep breath, the socks pressing against his teeth. He managed to mumble something about a stolen artifact and a secret agent's codebook hidden in the treehouse. The girls exchanged glances, and their laughter subsided into thoughtful nods. This was getting interesting.

“I cant understand a word he’s saying . Cany you?” Julie said turnjng to her youngervsister. Katie shoohnhervhead, her brunette pigtails swinging as she did.. Julie nodded, her smile growing wider. "Ok, Katie, give it to him," she said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. Katie's hand shot out and began to tickle Alex's bare feet. He wriggled and squirmed, trying to pull away from her touch, but the ropes held firm. His muffled laughter filled the room, the socks in his mouth moving with the effort. The girls watched him, their giggles turning into full-blown laughter as they took turns tickling him, their fingers dancing over his sensitive skin.

Julie lay down on the floor, helping her sister to hold his legs still as she tickled him. Alex's eyes watered with laughter, his cheeks flushing red. He hoped that if he could just get one intelligible word out, they'd understand and stop the torture, but at the same time he hoped they’s never stop, but the socks and tape made it impossible to form coherent sounds. His body convulsed, and his stomach muscles started to ache from the effort of laughing and trying to escape their relentless fingers. He felt a thrill of excitement run through him, enjoying the sensation of being at their mercy.

Julie raised her left foor and pressed it over Alex’s gace, pinching his nose between her first two toes. She giggled as she taunted him. Tell us where the codebook is and we'll let you go."

Alex's eyes went wide with mock horror and he nodded frantically, his chest heaving with muffled laughs. He tried to speak again, his words garbled by the socks and the tape. The girls leaned in closer, their eyes wide with anticipation. "What is it?" Katy whispered, her hand moving to the side of his mouth to feel the vibrations of his voice.

Alwx knes that the code book was just a distraction. Tye birls just wanted a reason yo tickle torture him and he was more happy to play along as their helpless victim.

Alex's eyes grew wide with a mix of fear and excitement as he watched the girls lean in closer. He knew that the real challenge would be keeping a straight face as they tried to guess his secrets. He took a deep breath and mumbled something about a hidden compartment under the treehouse floor. The pressure on his nose increased slightly as Julie's foot remained steadfast, her toes digging in just enough to keep him from taking in a full breath.

Julie and Katy exchanged a knowing glance. They had played this game before, and they knew that when Alex started getting creative, it was time to up the ante. Katy leaned back again, her pigtails brushing against his legs as she movied him, "We need more than that, spy." Her fingers began to trace light circles around his soles, sending a shiver down his spine. She oressed her foot overvhis nise replacung her sisters. As Alex giggled her was forced to breathe in the aroma of her sweaty feet, black nylon tights which had been in trainers made a stink that filled his nostrils and added to the sensory overload.

Julie sat back on her heels, considering their next move. She leaned over and whispered something into Katy's ear, and the younger girl's eyes lit up. They both nodded and stood up, leaving Alex to squirm on the floor, his eyes darting from one to the other as he tried to guess what they had in store for him.

The sisters disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a spray bottle filled with cold water and a tray of ice cubes. "This might make him talk," Katie said with a wink, holding the bottle up to the light. Julie nodded, her smile turning predatory. They both knew how much Alex hated being cold, and the thought of the icy spray on his bare skin had them both fighting back laughs.

Julie took a cube of ice and began to trace it along Alex's leg, starting at his knee and moving down towards his ankle. He shivered and jerked away, his eyes squeezed shut. The coldness of the ice was a shocking contrast to the warmth of the room and his own body heat, sending goosebumps rippling over his skin. Katy took advantage of his distraction and leaned down, spraying a fine mist of cold water across his face and chest.

Alex gasped as the water hit him, his eyes flying open. The sudden chill made him gasp for air, which only resulted in a muffled squeak around the socks in his mouth. The sensation was unpleasant but not painful, and he couldn't help but laugh through his nose as the water droplets trickled down his face and neck. His chest muscles contracted, and the ropes bit into his skin a little harder as he fought the urge to shiver.

Julie took over, placing the ice cube on Alex's forehead, watching as it melted and dripped into his eyes. He blinked rapidly, trying to keep the water from stinging them. Katy knelt down and took another cube, pressing it against his cheek, tracing a cold path down to his neck and collarbone. The sensation was strange but not unpleasant, and Alex felt a shiver of excitement at the new development in their game.

The TV's commercial break ended, and the loud explosions and car chases from an action movie filled the room, adding to the tension. The vibration from the floorboards beneath their knees made the scene feel more intense, as if they were in the middle of a covert operation themselves. Alex's eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape or a clue to give them that would satisfy their curiosity and end the interrogation.

Katie, seemingly bored with the tickling and cold water, took a step back, her hands on her hips. "We can do better than this," she said with a sigh, her voice echoing in the room. Julie raised an eyebrow, the ice cube in her hand momentarily forgotten. Katy's eyes gleamed with a new idea. "Remember that time we played 'Damsels in Distress' and he tied me up in the treehouse?"

Julie's grin returned, and she nodded. That had been one of their most memorable adventures, and they had pushed the boundaries of their games that day. The treehouse had become a castle tower, and they had taken turns rescuing the 'captive' Alex. Now, the tables had turned, and it was his turn to be the hero. “Butbthat was in August, its a lot cooler than that now, and hes only gotbshirts and a wet t shirt on.

Alex watched as the sisters shared a knowing look. The chill of the ice had brought goosebumps to his skin, and the wetness from the water made the fabric cling to him uncomfortably. He braced himself for what was coming next.

"I know," said Katy, her voice a mix of mischief and excitement. "But we are supposed to be torturing him." She took the ice cube from her sister's hand and held it up, looking at it as if it were a weapon of mass destruction. "Let's see if this does the trick." She dropped itbdown the front if his t-shirt.

Alex yelped as the coldness hit his bare stomach. He writhed in his bonds, trying to shake off the ice, but it only made the fabric stick to him more. The girls giggled as they watched his futile struggles. "Come on, Katy," he managed to mumble around the socks, "That's not fair!" But his words were lost in his own laughter, and the sound only fueled their amusement.

Julie looked down at him, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Let's see if we can get some real answers now, shall we?" she said, and before Alex could protest, she grabbed him under the arms and Katy took the ither side. Together, they hoisted him up to,his feet, the ropes cutting slightly into his skin, and started to move towards the back door. He kicked and squirmed, his bare feet thumping against the floorboards as he was forced to hop,towards the outside door.

“Brrr.” Said Julie “this concrete’s cold on my bare feet.”

“Yeah, but it’s worth it to watch him squirm.” Katy giggled as they both stepped into the chilly back garden, the blades of grass cold and wet beneath their feet, soaking through Katie’s tights. They dragged Alex with them, his hopping and muffled protests only adding to their enjoyment.

Once under the tree house, the sisters turned him round back againstbthe trunk, then worked quickly, looping the rope around the tree and then his chest, hoisting him up so that his toes barely brushed the ground. They then tied his thighs and tummy tomthe tree too. He tottered slightly, the ropes holding him in place. The treehouse above them creaked in the gentle breeze, casting eerie shadows on the ground below.

Julie climbed up the wooden ladder barefooted, her yellow t-shirt riding up slightly to reveal her taut stomach muscles, and disappeared into the treehouse. A moment later, the sound of plastic sloshing and a water bottle being unscrewed could be heard. Katy held Alex's face still with one hand, her other hand on the rope, keeping him steady. "This is for the codebook," she whispered with a grin, her voice echoing slightly in the enclosed space.

Julie's head poked out of the treehouse hatch, holding a half-full water bottle. "Ready?" she called down, her voice carrying a hint of sadistic glee. Alex rolled his eyes upward, his muffled protests growing more frantic as the cold water dripped onto his forehead, sending a shiver down his spine.

Before they could proceed with their 'torture', Katy bolted away, her soaked nylon civered feet slapping against the concrete patio as she sprinted to the garden hose coiled up beside the fence. Alex felt a brief moment of relief, but it was short-lived as he heard the water being turned on, the sound growing louder and more ominous as Katy approached with the hose in hand.

Katy's eyes were alight with glee as she pointed the nozzle at him, her thumb hovering over the trigger. "Last chance, Alex," she taunted, her voice carrying the promise of a drenching. "Where is the codebook?"

Alex, feeling the tension build in his arms and the coldness seep into his bones, played along with a dramatic sigh. He managed to mumble something about it being in the "forbidden chamber," hoping to buy himself some time. The anticipation in the air was palpable, the water droplets from the hose's nozzle misting the air just before them.

Katy returned, her cheeks flushed with excitement, the cold water from the hose forgotten in her grip. "The what?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity.
Julie leaned over the edge of the treehouse, the plastic bottle still in hand. "The forbidden chamber, Katy," she called down, her voice echoing. "It's where he's hidden the codebook."
Katy's eyes lit up with excitement, and she dropped the hose.

“Katy.” Called Julie “my feet are freezing. How are yours?”

Katy nodded, her teeth chattering slightly. “Yeah, let’s get this over with before we all freeze to death!”

They worked together to untie the knots around Alex's body, the rope coming loose with a series of clicks as they pulled it away from his skin. Once freed, he hopped forward, his legs wobbly from the sudden rush of blood. He took a deep breath, the cold air feeling chilling his soaked clothung. His t-shirt was soaked from the ice cubes’ meltwater and sticking to his body, but he didn't care; the thrill of the game had him grinning from ear to ear as they pulled his gag out.

“I need to change .” He said teeth chattering.

“So,do,we all.” Said Julie looking at her grass stained feet and her sisters wet tights. “Almost linch time.”

“Well theres always this afternoon.”

[Redman]

Marvelous interrogation techniques! Julie and Katy certainly know how to make Alex talk.

[TuggyMale]

They aren’t very nice, but well. They want him to talk after all

Really good story

[milagros317]

Fine story! I envy Alex.

[Canuck100]

Fine story! I envy Alex.

Same here! Great story!