Re: Tied by Friends Sister (ff/mm)
Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2025 12:45 am
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Thank you. I would definitely take it into consideration. I’m open to suggestions too. If anybody else wants to chime in, let me know what kind of gags or tie ups you would like to see.TuggyBoundMale wrote: 3 weeks ago It’s an absolutely amazing series. Only thing I wanna say:
Can you maybe like change the gags sometimes a little bit? Or the ways they get tied up? It tends to sget slightly repetitive. I still like it a lot tho, just a thought, you don’t have to do it![]()
unknownauthor wrote: 3 weeks agoThank you. I would definitely take it into consideration. I’m open to suggestions too. If anybody else wants to chime in, let me know what kind of gags or tie ups you would like to see.TuggyBoundMale wrote: 3 weeks ago It’s an absolutely amazing series. Only thing I wanna say:
Can you maybe like change the gags sometimes a little bit? Or the ways they get tied up? It tends to sget slightly repetitive. I still like it a lot tho, just a thought, you don’t have to do it![]()
The goat is back !!!unknownauthor wrote: 4 weeks ago Hey guys. I couldn't remember my password and I couldn't reset it for some reason. So I created a new account. Thanks to everyone for the comments and feedback.
Day 40 (skipping ahead a few days.....)
John and I spent the night before tied up and gagged. We woke up to Jenna tickling our nylon clad feet.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle" she taunted us. I just groaned into my gag and rolled my eyes. She untied us and used a pair of scissors to cut the tape off our hands. It was faster than unwrapping it. She let us use the bathroom but she made us keep our gags on until Mrs. B made breakfast.
"It's time to paint your nails again" Jenna said after breakfast. She didn't make us change our clothes right away. Instead she made us take the hose off and sit down so she could paint our nails.
They didn't need to be painted. She just liked painting them once a week. She used nail polish remover to clean what was left of the old nail polish off. Then she put a coat of pink nail polish on our fingers. She painted our toes while it dried. Then she did another coat on our fingers and one more coat for our toes. "You can change now" she said when our nails were dry.
We changed separately in the bathroom. We put on clean bras and stuffed them with padding, panties, and pink sundresses. Jenna made John put on a pair of pink pantyhose and made me put white hose on.
Jessica and Megan were nowhere to be found that day, so Jenna kept us tied up in John's room for most of the day and didn't really bother with us. Mrs. B did come in at one point to spruce things up and put away some laundry. We looked up at her with pleading eyes and mumbled into our gags, begging her to help us out. You can imagine how much good that did us.
Day 41
Megan returned the next day. We were in the middle of cleaning the living room when she walked in. "Hey girls. Miss me?" I growled through my gag at her.
"Shut up" Jenna said to me. "And get back to work."
I sighed and resumed cleaning. John nudged me and mumbled a few words into his gag. I think he was saying "this sucks". I couldn't disagree with him.
When we were done cleaning, it was almost dinner time. We watched TV, we ate, and then Jenna and Megan made us join them in the living room. They used rope to tie our wrists in front of us, then they tied our ankles and knees together. For the finishing touch, they crammed some of Jenna's smelly, dirty socks into our mouths and tape gagged us. Then they laid us down on the floor, flat on our backs.
Jenna put the TV on and they sat back and made themselves comfortable. Then Jenna put her bare feet over John's face. Megan did the same to me, except she had purple stockings on. They were knee highs like she usually wore. They watched a movie as we laid there, forced to smell their feet until it was over.
They wound taunt us and remind us to keep smelling them. "Deep whiffs" Jenna said at one point.
"That's right nice and deep" Megan said and wiggled her toes in my face.
Day 42
I woke up to someone tickling my nylon feet. This time is was Megan, who grinned as I glared at her face behind my tape gag. They untied us and let us eat breakfast. Then we showered and changed into our outfits of the day. Bras stuffed with padding, white underwear, turquoise sundresses, and pantyhose. My hosiery was black and his were brown.
Jenna and Megan enjoyed the pool while we spent the day in John's room. They used rope to bind our ankles and knees. But for our hands, they made us put them together so they could wrap duct tape from our wrists to our fingertips. It made sure we couldn't separate our hands or use them for anything. It also meant there was no escape.
The day got a lot worse for us in the afternoon, when their friend Jessica came over. The three of them came into John's room with evil grins and we knew we were in trouble.
Jenna gave orders for Jessica and Megan to tickle our feet while she tickled our sides. She switched back and forth between us while her friends ran their fingers up and down our soles. Jessica was tickled me and Megan was tickling John. Our feet were already ticklish, but the nylons only seemed to intensify the tickling sensation.
Jenna poked at our sides and tickled our stomachs. Then she switched to trying to tickle under our arms. We squirmed and squealed on the bed. Jessica's long fingernails stroked my nylon feet, driving me absolutely crazy.
"Mmmph! Mmmmphhh! Mmmmpppphhhhh!" I was screaming through my gag for them to stop.
Jenna stopped tickling our armpits and started tickling our necks. "Tickle, tickle, tickle" she whispered into my ear. "Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle." I freaking hated when she did that.
Megan and Jessica eventually switched and Megan started tickling my soles and toes. Jenna helped them out in between poking our sides and tickling our legs.
They tickled us on and off until it was time for dinner. By then we were so exhausted, we couldn't laugh or beg them to stop anymore.
Day 50
The day started like any other. We ate breakfast, showered, used the bathroom, changed. We put on clean bras and stuffed them with padding, white cotton panties, yellow sundresses, and tan pantyhose for both us. Megan was there with Jenna but Jenna told us we had a guest coming. I assumed she was talking about Jessica. But she told us it was our classmate Paige.
"Nooooo!" I cried.
"Come on sis, please don't invite her over" John said.
"I already invited her. She's on her way."
"Please don't let her see us like this" I begged.
"Hmmmmm how about you kiss our feet and maybe I'll reconsider" Jenna said.
We sighed but got down on the floor. John kissed the top of his sisters feet. I kissed Megan's feet. She had black nylons on and her feet reeked. But we tried to ignore the smell and kept kissing. But Jenna still wasn't satisfied.
"We will revisit this" Jenna said. I didn't like the sound of that. "But in the meantime, we need to shut you up." Jenna took a pair of dirty socks and did the honor of gagging her brother. Megan pulled the nylons off that she was wearing and balled them up. I retched as she shoved them in my mouth and sealed it with tape.
Paige was there about half an hour later. She had a good laugh when she initially saw us. We both blushed and rolled our eyes and mumbled behind our tape gags. We were so humiliated. But Paige had promised not to tell anyone else from school about us, so we were grateful for that.
"I love their dresses and stockings" Paige said.
"Actually it's pantyhose" Jenna said.
"Even better" Paige said and laughed.
"So are you ready to paint their nails?" Jenna asked.
"You bet" Paige said.
Jenna ordered us to take our pantyhose off so they could use nail polish remover to clean off our current color. Paige helped her and then Jenna let her pick out a color for us. She picked neon yellow. She painted our fingers, then painted our toes while it dried.
"I love the tape over their mouths" Paige commented while our toes dried. "It's nice and quiet around here." I grunted into my gag when she said that.
We put the hose back on when our nails were dry. Paige wound up hanging out for most of the day and stayed for dinner. She watched as I peeled the tape off my lips and spit out a drool soaked ball of nylon.
"What are those?" Paige asked.
"Oh we gag them with our socks. Megan uses her stockings."
Paige chuckled. "That's so gross but so funny. I almost feel bad for them."
Paige left after dinner but she promised to drop in on us again before the summer was over.