Giving this another try
Let's Make This Interesting (m/ffff)
"Robbie! Aunt Mary said you HAD to play with us!"
I put down my phone to see my little cousin Abby standing in front of me, hands on her hips with her usual stubborn expression. Behind her, the rest of my cousins were lined up on the stairs, all looking at me hopefully.
I sighed- at 16, I'd have rather been out with my friends and not babysitting my kid cousins for the night. Unfortunately their usual babysitter was sick with the flu, and through a combination of begging, threats and bribery my Mom and her sisters had convinced me to watch them overnight in Aunt Mary's big house in the country. The girls had been bugging me to play with them all day, but so far I hadn't given in.
I looked over the girls standing in front of me- there was Abby, or course, our little 8 year old spitfire. She had blonde hair in pigtails, a little upturned nose, huge blue eyes and the mischievous grin of a born troublemaker. That night she wore denim shortalls, a pink t-shirt and she was, as usual, barefoot. If you were casting a movie and needed a bratty little kid, she's exactly who you'd hire.
Standing shyly at the foot of the stairs behind her was Molly, her 9 year old cousin and best friend. An adorable little redhead, she wore green leggings and a white tank top, with white ankle socks on her little feet. She had chipmunk cheeks covered in freckles and bright green eyes.
Further up the stairs was Kelly, an 11 year old brunette who was honestly stunning. Her long brown hair framed her perfect round face, with full pouty lips, sparkling brown eyes and a perfect button nose. A promising gymnast, she was still wearing the shimmery lycra leotard she'd worn to practice earlier.
And at the top of the stairs was Hannah, Molly's older sister, with blonde chin-length straight hair and a light dusting of freckles. I'd overheard my aunt saying that at 12 she was already starting to get the attention of some of the neighborhood boys, and I could see why- she was slender and pretty, with a sharp chin, small nose and beautiful doe eyes. That night she had on a white blouse, black leggings and thick fuzzy pink socks.
As I looked them over, a thought occurred to me- maybe I could turn this situation to my advantage!
"Ok girls, here's the deal- we'll play hide-and-seek, and I'll be it- but let's make this interesting...."
I could see the excitement building in Abby's eyes as I continued.
"when I find you- and I WILL find you- I get to tie you up!"
The girls looked at each other for a minute, in some sort of unspoken discussion. Molly looked nervous, as usual, while Kelly look delighted at the idea. Hannah's expression was hard to read, but I thought I detected a hint of a grin. Finally Abby turned back to me, beaming. "Okay, you're on!"
"Very well, girls. I'll go in the garage and count to 100, while you all go hide."
I left as the giggling horde of girls ran off to find hiding spots and went to the garage, partly to count but mostly to gather some materials. I was pleased to find a roll of silver duct tape right off the bat, and a coil of clothesline rope as well. The sports bin produced a couple of colorful jump ropes, which I figured might come in handy. I even found some zip ties on the workbench, which I pocketed just in case.
I was practically giddy as I stuffed all the gear in a small duffel bag. I'd been interested in tying up girls since I was little, but aside from a couple of playful games years ago with a neighbor kid, I never really got the opportunity to act on it. Now here I was, with a house full of girls just waiting to be bound and gagged!
I went to the garage door and shouted inside. "98...99...100! Ready or not, here i come!"
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Let's Make This Interesting (m/ffff)
Let's Make This Interesting (m/ffff)
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Didn't see this before now. I guess it sort of got lost in the jumble of stories as I don't log in much. Don't post much either but I felt I had to in this case.
Glad you didn't outright delete the tale so it could still be read, because I really like what you've got going here and would definitely like to see more. I'm just one person, so I understand if you don't want to continue, but just know that I enjoyed your setup.
Glad you didn't outright delete the tale so it could still be read, because I really like what you've got going here and would definitely like to see more. I'm just one person, so I understand if you don't want to continue, but just know that I enjoyed your setup.
don't know if it is a good story or not. the very small type and blue color make it unreadable
Seemed like a decent setup, however that said the blue and all does make it pretty hard to read.
It may have been changed but it's normal black type on white background my screen
Interesting start to the story.
Interesting start to the story.
Wonderful start to what appears to be an interesting tale
What happened next?
Thanks for that! Working on the next installment, hit a little writer's block but I think I can power through.Gilder wrote: 5 months ago Didn't see this before now. I guess it sort of got lost in the jumble of stories as I don't log in much. Don't post much either but I felt I had to in this case.
Glad you didn't outright delete the tale so it could still be read, because I really like what you've got going here and would definitely like to see more. I'm just one person, so I understand if you don't want to continue, but just know that I enjoyed your setup.
I walked back through the living room, and immediately rolled my eyes- from behind the couch I could easily hear the unmistakable giggles of two little girls, trying (and failing) to be quiet. I could even see Abby's bare foot sticking out from behind the sofa! I could make my first two captures right here, and be halfway done catching all the girls. But ultimately, I decided that would be too easy- I'd save Abby and Molly for later.
"I wonder if anyone is hiding in here>" I said theatrically, making a big show of stomping around the room. I purposely looked in ridiculous places for them, loudly searching inside a potted plant, under the coffee table, between books on the bookshelf- basically everywhere but where I knew they were. The more I looked, the louder their barely stifled giggles grew.
"Oh well, I guess no one's hiding here!" I loudly announced before stomping out into the hallway. I had found the first two, but that was the easy part- I figured Kelly and Hannah would be a bit more challenging.
Sure enough, after 10 minutes or so spent scouring the house, I was starting to get nervous- the older two girls were proving to be pretty clever at hide-and-seek! I was up in Kelly's room, standing by her bed, when I finally spotted a clue- next to her hamper was a pile of dirty clothes. I knew Kelly was a neat freak, so there was no way she'd leave a pile of dirty clothes on her floor- especially right next to her big wicker hamper, which it dawned on me was just big enough to hide an 11 year old girl!
Lifting the hamper lid, I was rewarded with two beautiful doe eyes staring up at me. "Rats, you found me!" Kelly whined. I reached in and lifted her up by the armpits and set her bare feet down on the floor.
"That's right, I got you...which means..."
Kelly sighed and turned her back to me. "I know, I know- you get to tie me up!" she sighed, crossing her wrists behind her back. I made a snap decision and re-positioned her hands so they were palm-to-palm, then began binding them together with a length of clothesline. "Hey, " she complained. "that's really tight!".
"That's exactly my plan, little cousin," I grinned as I wrapped more coils of rope around her elbows, forcing her shoulders back and her chest out. I knew that as a gymnast she was super flexible, and I didn't want her wriggling out of her bonds too quickly. With her arms and elbows secured, I gently but firmly guided her towards her bed and eased her down onto her belly.
As Kelly lay there, exploring the extents of her helplessness, I sat down alongside her and lifted her bare feet onto my lap. A couple of coils around her slender ankles, cinched off tightly, and Kelly was secured. Naturally, I couldn't resist giving her bare soles a quick tickle!
"Hey, quit it!" She yelped between giggles. She tried to pull her legs away, but I pushed her feet up towards her hands and reached for another length of rope. "You're hogtying me?" she asked with a smile.
I was a little surprised by that- how did an 11-year old know what a hogtie was? Heck, I was five years older than her, and I'd only recently discovered the concept! I was tempted to ask her about that, but I had three more girls to find (well, one more anyway), so I knotted off the rope securing her wrists to her ankles and stepped back to admire my work.
As Kelly twisted in her bonds, securely hogtied on the bed, I realized something was missing. I pulled open one of her dresser drawers, and was pleased to find a pair of long tube socks.
"Stop going through my dresser, weirdo!" Kelly chuckled as I unrolled the socks and moved behind her head. I stretched a sock out and pulled it between her lips, knotting it off behind her head and leaving her tightly cleave-gagged. She MMmphed loudly and redoubled her efforts to get loose, but despite my lack of experience tying girls up, the knots held. I stretched the other sock across those beautiful eyes of hers, knotting it off and leaving her blindfolded.
I slowly ran a fingertip up her soft bare sole and across her perfect little pink toes, making her squirm against the ropes and eliciting lots of muffled giggles. "One down, three to go" I smiled, patting her head before leaving her behind to find the others.
"I wonder if anyone is hiding in here>" I said theatrically, making a big show of stomping around the room. I purposely looked in ridiculous places for them, loudly searching inside a potted plant, under the coffee table, between books on the bookshelf- basically everywhere but where I knew they were. The more I looked, the louder their barely stifled giggles grew.
"Oh well, I guess no one's hiding here!" I loudly announced before stomping out into the hallway. I had found the first two, but that was the easy part- I figured Kelly and Hannah would be a bit more challenging.
Sure enough, after 10 minutes or so spent scouring the house, I was starting to get nervous- the older two girls were proving to be pretty clever at hide-and-seek! I was up in Kelly's room, standing by her bed, when I finally spotted a clue- next to her hamper was a pile of dirty clothes. I knew Kelly was a neat freak, so there was no way she'd leave a pile of dirty clothes on her floor- especially right next to her big wicker hamper, which it dawned on me was just big enough to hide an 11 year old girl!
Lifting the hamper lid, I was rewarded with two beautiful doe eyes staring up at me. "Rats, you found me!" Kelly whined. I reached in and lifted her up by the armpits and set her bare feet down on the floor.
"That's right, I got you...which means..."
Kelly sighed and turned her back to me. "I know, I know- you get to tie me up!" she sighed, crossing her wrists behind her back. I made a snap decision and re-positioned her hands so they were palm-to-palm, then began binding them together with a length of clothesline. "Hey, " she complained. "that's really tight!".
"That's exactly my plan, little cousin," I grinned as I wrapped more coils of rope around her elbows, forcing her shoulders back and her chest out. I knew that as a gymnast she was super flexible, and I didn't want her wriggling out of her bonds too quickly. With her arms and elbows secured, I gently but firmly guided her towards her bed and eased her down onto her belly.
As Kelly lay there, exploring the extents of her helplessness, I sat down alongside her and lifted her bare feet onto my lap. A couple of coils around her slender ankles, cinched off tightly, and Kelly was secured. Naturally, I couldn't resist giving her bare soles a quick tickle!
"Hey, quit it!" She yelped between giggles. She tried to pull her legs away, but I pushed her feet up towards her hands and reached for another length of rope. "You're hogtying me?" she asked with a smile.
I was a little surprised by that- how did an 11-year old know what a hogtie was? Heck, I was five years older than her, and I'd only recently discovered the concept! I was tempted to ask her about that, but I had three more girls to find (well, one more anyway), so I knotted off the rope securing her wrists to her ankles and stepped back to admire my work.
As Kelly twisted in her bonds, securely hogtied on the bed, I realized something was missing. I pulled open one of her dresser drawers, and was pleased to find a pair of long tube socks.
"Stop going through my dresser, weirdo!" Kelly chuckled as I unrolled the socks and moved behind her head. I stretched a sock out and pulled it between her lips, knotting it off behind her head and leaving her tightly cleave-gagged. She MMmphed loudly and redoubled her efforts to get loose, but despite my lack of experience tying girls up, the knots held. I stretched the other sock across those beautiful eyes of hers, knotting it off and leaving her blindfolded.
I slowly ran a fingertip up her soft bare sole and across her perfect little pink toes, making her squirm against the ropes and eliciting lots of muffled giggles. "One down, three to go" I smiled, patting her head before leaving her behind to find the others.
Great bondage story with the hogtie and gag ending.
Kelly's a fun one. Definitely happy being tied up. From how she reacted to the tightness, can't help but wonder if she's ever had the opportunity to be tied by someone else before this.
A wonderful continuation! Can't wait to see how the rest of the girls react to being found by Robbie.
A wonderful continuation! Can't wait to see how the rest of the girls react to being found by Robbie.
Oh boy! This game is shaping up to be good!
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Nice! I'm always happy when the elbows get tied 
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I won't bore you with the details of my search, but I pretty quickly realized that Kelly was the only one hiding upstairs. That still left a lot of possibilities in a big house like this one- in addition to the living room where I'd spotted Abby and Molly, there was the study, the dining room, the pool house (like I said, Aunt Mary had a big house) and the whole finished basement. I figured I'd go get Molly and Abby, then all I'd have to do is find Hannah and I'd be done.
I crept down the stairs, and heard Abby and Molly still giggling behind the sofa. I was just about to announce I'd spotted them when something caught my eye- through the gap beneath the basement door, I could see light streaming through. I knew for a fact that, when I'd gone down there earlier to use the washroom I'd turned the lights off- the fact that they were on now could only mean one thing- Hannah had hidden herself in the basement!
That immediately changed my plan. I made another show of searching the living room for Molly and Abby, purposefully never searching behind the sofa, which led to a lot of stifled giggles. Then I stomped over to the basement door and started down the stairs.
Aunt Mary's basement was mostly finished, with a game room, exercise equipment and a bathroom with a shower, as well as an unfinished storage room and a laundry room. I put myself in my cousin's shoes- where would I hide if I were her? The cobwebby, dusty storeroom seemed an unlikely place for a 12 year old girl to willingly go, which narrowed it down a bit. I checked a couple of the closets, coming up empty, then wandered into the washroom. I pulled back the shower curtain- and came face to face with Hannah!
"I found you, little cousin!" I said, pretty pleased with myself.
"About time," she said with a smirk, "my socks were getting soaked in there!"
Sure enough, I noticed a steady drip from the shower head, which formed a puddle on the shower stall floor that my cousin was currently standing in. "Well, you did a pretty good job. I found Kelly before you- and of course, Abby and Molly picked a pretty obvious hiding spot!"
She grinned at that. "I'm sure- OK, I guess you get to tie me up now." she said, offering her wrists in front of her.
"Well, come with me- I have a better idea in mind!" I said, leading her out of the washroom. Her soaked socks squelched on the carpeted floor as I led her over to a metal support column in the middle of the room. "Kneel down with your back to the pole, please."
Hannah sighed and did as I asked, allowing me to pull her arms behind the pole. I used duct tape to secure her arms from wrists to elbows, forcing her to arch her back slightly. More coils of tape went around her hips and her upper chest, pinning her tightly to the column.
Bending down to her feet, I pulled off one sock, then the other. Her feet were damp and cold, so I spend a minute rubbing them with my hands until they warmed up. "Thanks," she said as I crossed her pretty bare ankles behind the pole and started wrapping them with tape.
"Glad to help- now put your lips together for me." As she did, I placed a strip of the duct tape across her lips, then wrapped it around her mouth and the column a couple of times, pinning her head to the pole. She could only move her eyes back and forth as I went behind her and gave her soles a quick test tickle. She MMphed into her tape gag and thrashed uselessly against her bonds, but she remained pinned securely to the post- it was clear that Hannah wasn't getting loose any time soon.
With Kelly and Hannah down, that only left two more. "I'll be back for you after I deal with Abby and Molly," I said, brushing a strand of her straight blonde hair away from her eyes, "you just sit tight- not like you have a choice!"
She groaned at my admittedly cheesy villain line and shifted her weight as best she could from one knee to the other. As I crept back upstairs, I was already plotting how I'd take care of the two little ones and declare victory.
I crept down the stairs, and heard Abby and Molly still giggling behind the sofa. I was just about to announce I'd spotted them when something caught my eye- through the gap beneath the basement door, I could see light streaming through. I knew for a fact that, when I'd gone down there earlier to use the washroom I'd turned the lights off- the fact that they were on now could only mean one thing- Hannah had hidden herself in the basement!
That immediately changed my plan. I made another show of searching the living room for Molly and Abby, purposefully never searching behind the sofa, which led to a lot of stifled giggles. Then I stomped over to the basement door and started down the stairs.
Aunt Mary's basement was mostly finished, with a game room, exercise equipment and a bathroom with a shower, as well as an unfinished storage room and a laundry room. I put myself in my cousin's shoes- where would I hide if I were her? The cobwebby, dusty storeroom seemed an unlikely place for a 12 year old girl to willingly go, which narrowed it down a bit. I checked a couple of the closets, coming up empty, then wandered into the washroom. I pulled back the shower curtain- and came face to face with Hannah!
"I found you, little cousin!" I said, pretty pleased with myself.
"About time," she said with a smirk, "my socks were getting soaked in there!"
Sure enough, I noticed a steady drip from the shower head, which formed a puddle on the shower stall floor that my cousin was currently standing in. "Well, you did a pretty good job. I found Kelly before you- and of course, Abby and Molly picked a pretty obvious hiding spot!"
She grinned at that. "I'm sure- OK, I guess you get to tie me up now." she said, offering her wrists in front of her.
"Well, come with me- I have a better idea in mind!" I said, leading her out of the washroom. Her soaked socks squelched on the carpeted floor as I led her over to a metal support column in the middle of the room. "Kneel down with your back to the pole, please."
Hannah sighed and did as I asked, allowing me to pull her arms behind the pole. I used duct tape to secure her arms from wrists to elbows, forcing her to arch her back slightly. More coils of tape went around her hips and her upper chest, pinning her tightly to the column.
Bending down to her feet, I pulled off one sock, then the other. Her feet were damp and cold, so I spend a minute rubbing them with my hands until they warmed up. "Thanks," she said as I crossed her pretty bare ankles behind the pole and started wrapping them with tape.
"Glad to help- now put your lips together for me." As she did, I placed a strip of the duct tape across her lips, then wrapped it around her mouth and the column a couple of times, pinning her head to the pole. She could only move her eyes back and forth as I went behind her and gave her soles a quick test tickle. She MMphed into her tape gag and thrashed uselessly against her bonds, but she remained pinned securely to the post- it was clear that Hannah wasn't getting loose any time soon.
With Kelly and Hannah down, that only left two more. "I'll be back for you after I deal with Abby and Molly," I said, brushing a strand of her straight blonde hair away from her eyes, "you just sit tight- not like you have a choice!"
She groaned at my admittedly cheesy villain line and shifted her weight as best she could from one knee to the other. As I crept back upstairs, I was already plotting how I'd take care of the two little ones and declare victory.
Great continuation! Thanks for sharing, and I can't wait for how Robbie takes care of Abby and Molly.
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A wonderful new part! Love the pole tie. Him taking care of the brattiest and shyest ones next should be fun as well. Can't wait!
Fun story so far. Seems like the older girls are having fun with their situation. We'll see how the younger pair handle the game. Let's make this interesting, indeed
Sorry for the delay- our story continues:
I crept up the stairs as quietly as I've ever moved in my life- I already has the two oldest girls captured, now all I needed was Abby and Molly and I'd have all four girls as my prisoners! I eased the basement door open, fully expecting to see the little ones right where I'd left them- but to my shock and disappointment they were gone.
I had resigned myself to finding their new hiding spot, when I heard Molly's voice from down the hall- trying to be quiet, and failing entirely.
"What if he comes?" she whispered urgently.
I listened carefully, and heard Abby's response, muffled but insistent. "I'll be done in a minute, just keep an eye out for him!"
It all began to add up- their voices were coming from the narrow hallway that led to the main floor bathroom. Abby must have needed to heed the call of nature, and had enlisted Molly to stand guard. Poking my head around the corner, I saw I was in luck- Molly was standing outside the bathroom door, shifting her weight nervously- and facing away from me!
I heard the toilet flush behind the door, which was the perfect sound to mask my approach. Molly managed a small squeak of surprise as my hand clamped over her mouth, my other arm pinning her arms to her sides. "Gotcha" I whispered in her ear, my hand pressed against her freckled cheeks. The shy little redhead didn't really struggle much- she seemed resigned to her fate as my prisoner.
The bathroom door opened and Abby stuck her head out- it took her a moment to process the sight of me, grinning deviously while holding her hand-gagged cousin tightly in my grip. Her eyes suddenly grew wide as she looked up at me and let out a shriek, before slamming the bathroom door. "It's no use Abby, "I called out through the door, "you're caught- come on out."
The door opened slowly, and Abby reluctantly emerged, hands raised. "Ok, you win..." she admitted, a bit deflated.
"if it makes you feel any better, Abby, " I offered, "you were the last one I caught. Kelly is hogtied up on her bed, and Molly, your big sister is tied to a pole in the basement. Since I caught Molly before you, I guess that makes you the winner!" Abby's face brightened considerably at the news, a big grin spreading across her face.
"But," i continued, pulling her into the hallway and spinning her around. "I still get to tie you both up. Kneel down on the floor for me girls."
Abby and Molly obediently got down on their knees, facing the wall with Abby's pink bare soles and Molly's sock-clad feet facing me. I wasted little time, pulling their arms behind their backs and using duct tape to secure their wrists together, palm to palm. Both girls tugged and tested their bonds, but their wrists were securely fastened behind them.
"Is that it?" Abby asked hopefully. "It's not too bad- it feels kinda funny!"
"Oh, not even close, kiddo!" I grinned, already scheming the next steps in their restraint. "Let's get you on your feet and I'll show you what I have planned for Molly!"
I helped both girls get to their feet and led them into the kitchen. I picked up Abby and set her on a stool where she could watch, then positioned Molly in the middle of the room. "Molly, stand here with your feet together."
"Okay..." Molly said nervously, placing her small feet side-by-side. I went to the kitchen drawers, and after a brief search discovered what I was looking for- a roll of cling-wrap. Returning to Molly, I bent down and taped her ankles together, making sure the bonds were above her ankle socks- I wanted the option to pull those socks off later if I chose. Then, starting at her shoulders, I began wrapping the small redhead in cling-wrap, coil after coil mummifying her torso and pinning her bound hands to her back. As she and Abby giggled, I kept wrapping the coils lower and lower, around her hips, binding her thighs together, then down her calves to her taped ankles. I finished it off with more duct tape bands at her ankles, thighs and chest.
When I was finished, the giggling little redhead was cocooned in plastic wrap from her shoulders to her feet. I stepped back to admire my work- the transparent plastic clung to her like a second skin, emphasizing her helplessness. "Comfy?" I asked her.
"It's okay," she smiled shyly. " I feel like a worm!"
"Yeah, and worms can't talk." I added, plastering a strip of tape from one freckled cheek to the other, stifling her giggles.
Abby looked at me with a gleam in her eye. "Are you going to do that to me, too?"
I lifted Abby off the stool and set her bare feet on the cold tile floor of the kitchen. "Nope, I've got something different planned for you, Kiddo. Let's go to the living room and I'll show you."
I turned to Molly, who stood unsteadily in her clingy mummification. "And you, little worm- let's see how good you are at hopping?"
I crept up the stairs as quietly as I've ever moved in my life- I already has the two oldest girls captured, now all I needed was Abby and Molly and I'd have all four girls as my prisoners! I eased the basement door open, fully expecting to see the little ones right where I'd left them- but to my shock and disappointment they were gone.
I had resigned myself to finding their new hiding spot, when I heard Molly's voice from down the hall- trying to be quiet, and failing entirely.
"What if he comes?" she whispered urgently.
I listened carefully, and heard Abby's response, muffled but insistent. "I'll be done in a minute, just keep an eye out for him!"
It all began to add up- their voices were coming from the narrow hallway that led to the main floor bathroom. Abby must have needed to heed the call of nature, and had enlisted Molly to stand guard. Poking my head around the corner, I saw I was in luck- Molly was standing outside the bathroom door, shifting her weight nervously- and facing away from me!
I heard the toilet flush behind the door, which was the perfect sound to mask my approach. Molly managed a small squeak of surprise as my hand clamped over her mouth, my other arm pinning her arms to her sides. "Gotcha" I whispered in her ear, my hand pressed against her freckled cheeks. The shy little redhead didn't really struggle much- she seemed resigned to her fate as my prisoner.
The bathroom door opened and Abby stuck her head out- it took her a moment to process the sight of me, grinning deviously while holding her hand-gagged cousin tightly in my grip. Her eyes suddenly grew wide as she looked up at me and let out a shriek, before slamming the bathroom door. "It's no use Abby, "I called out through the door, "you're caught- come on out."
The door opened slowly, and Abby reluctantly emerged, hands raised. "Ok, you win..." she admitted, a bit deflated.
"if it makes you feel any better, Abby, " I offered, "you were the last one I caught. Kelly is hogtied up on her bed, and Molly, your big sister is tied to a pole in the basement. Since I caught Molly before you, I guess that makes you the winner!" Abby's face brightened considerably at the news, a big grin spreading across her face.
"But," i continued, pulling her into the hallway and spinning her around. "I still get to tie you both up. Kneel down on the floor for me girls."
Abby and Molly obediently got down on their knees, facing the wall with Abby's pink bare soles and Molly's sock-clad feet facing me. I wasted little time, pulling their arms behind their backs and using duct tape to secure their wrists together, palm to palm. Both girls tugged and tested their bonds, but their wrists were securely fastened behind them.
"Is that it?" Abby asked hopefully. "It's not too bad- it feels kinda funny!"
"Oh, not even close, kiddo!" I grinned, already scheming the next steps in their restraint. "Let's get you on your feet and I'll show you what I have planned for Molly!"
I helped both girls get to their feet and led them into the kitchen. I picked up Abby and set her on a stool where she could watch, then positioned Molly in the middle of the room. "Molly, stand here with your feet together."
"Okay..." Molly said nervously, placing her small feet side-by-side. I went to the kitchen drawers, and after a brief search discovered what I was looking for- a roll of cling-wrap. Returning to Molly, I bent down and taped her ankles together, making sure the bonds were above her ankle socks- I wanted the option to pull those socks off later if I chose. Then, starting at her shoulders, I began wrapping the small redhead in cling-wrap, coil after coil mummifying her torso and pinning her bound hands to her back. As she and Abby giggled, I kept wrapping the coils lower and lower, around her hips, binding her thighs together, then down her calves to her taped ankles. I finished it off with more duct tape bands at her ankles, thighs and chest.
When I was finished, the giggling little redhead was cocooned in plastic wrap from her shoulders to her feet. I stepped back to admire my work- the transparent plastic clung to her like a second skin, emphasizing her helplessness. "Comfy?" I asked her.
"It's okay," she smiled shyly. " I feel like a worm!"
"Yeah, and worms can't talk." I added, plastering a strip of tape from one freckled cheek to the other, stifling her giggles.
Abby looked at me with a gleam in her eye. "Are you going to do that to me, too?"
I lifted Abby off the stool and set her bare feet on the cold tile floor of the kitchen. "Nope, I've got something different planned for you, Kiddo. Let's go to the living room and I'll show you."
I turned to Molly, who stood unsteadily in her clingy mummification. "And you, little worm- let's see how good you are at hopping?"
I‘m so excited for the next (probably last) part. I just found this story and I love it, it’s amazing!
I hope we get the next part very soon (but no hurry
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I hope we get the next part very soon (but no hurry
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Superb story!! I like the playful atmosphere throughout the tale. I'm looking forward to the next part.
Oh yes! I love hopping. Great addition, thank you @MisterB
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