Kareena and The Mischievous Siblings Part 1[F/M] [FFF/M]
Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2026 1:07 am
It was a quiet evening on the set of Ra One (Popular Indian Movie) and the young actor who played Kareena’s son had just wrapped filming a scene where he was bound and gagged. He sat there on a soft chair, still with the tape around his wrists, the black tape gag hanging loosely around his neck.
His two elder sisters were visiting the set that day, giggling at the sight of him squirming earlier on screen.
“Wow, you looked so cute and helpless,” his eldest sister teased, ruffling his hair. “I think we should keep you this way at home—like our own little action movie hostage.”
He blushed furiously, mumbling a protest through the gag that was still half-stuck to his cheek.
Kareena, who was sipping her coffee nearby, couldn’t help but laugh. She loved how easily the boy played the role of the bound and gagged victim—and seeing his sisters tease him only made it more adorable.
“Girls, he’s such a natural,” she said playfully, raising an eyebrow. “Maybe you should tie him up at home—strictly for rehearsing more scenes, of course!”
The sisters giggled and shared a knowing glance. “See, even Kareena thinks it’s a good idea,” the middle sister said.
Kareena walked over to the boy and gently tugged the gag off his mouth. “All these muffled noises, you were perfect,” she praised. “But next time, maybe we can give your sisters a cameo—they look like they’d enjoy a chance to tape you up too.”
The boy groaned and rolled his eyes, but deep down he couldn’t deny that there was something fun about being at the center of their attention—like he was part of a secret, silly game where he had to play the captive while everyone else played the captor.
“Alright, you two,” Kareena said with a wink, “don’t go too hard on him. We’re just playing, remember? But I have to admit—he wears that gag very well.”
And with that, Kareena gave him a gentle pat on the head and walked back to her script, leaving the sisters to keep whispering mischievously about how they’d love to practice tying him up—strictly in good fun, of course.
The filming of Ra One had wrapped for the day, but the playful tension from the scene still lingered in the air. The young actor sat in the prop chair, his wrists lightly bound with the same tape used in the scene, a leftover strip of black tape gagged him just enough to keep his protests adorably muffled.
His two elder sisters hovered over him, eyes twinkling with mischief.
“Look at you, all tied up and so quiet,” the eldest teased, her finger tracing the edge of the tape gag. “I think you look even cuter like this, don’t you agree?”
The middle sister laughed and tugged lightly at the tape around his wrists. “Oh, absolutely. It’s like you were made for this role, baby brother,” she said with a conspiratorial smile. “Imagine how much fun we’d have if we kept you tied up at home—no more backtalk, no more snatching the TV remote!”
He let out a muffled groan of protest, but Kareena, who was packing up her script nearby, turned and couldn’t resist joining in. She walked over with a grin, her curiosity piqued.
“What’s going on here?” she asked, folding her arms playfully. “Are you two terrorizing my on-screen son? Or just giving him a little… rehearsal for future roles?”
“He’s been squirming and making the cutest muffled sounds,” the eldest sister said. “Honestly, we think he might secretly enjoy this.”
Kareena raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Oh, really? You know, there’s a whole art to this sort of thing—if you’re going to keep him gagged, you need to do it properly,” she teased. She leaned closer to the boy and gently readjusted the tape gag, making sure it was secure but not too tight. “There—much better. You see, it’s all about getting that perfect tension. Enough to keep him quiet, but not enough to hurt.”
The sisters watched in fascination, hanging on her every word. “Kareena, you’re an expert!” the middle sister said, half-joking but also half-serious.
“Well, I do have a lot of experience on-screen,” Kareena said, winking. She turned to the boy, who was giving her wide-eyed looks over the tape. “Don’t worry,” she reassured him. “We’re just playing around. But you are a very good actor—I think your sisters might have found a new hobby.”
The eldest sister leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. “He’s our little star, isn’t he?” she said. Then she grinned at Kareena. “You’re right—this is all just for fun. We’d never actually keep him tied up… though it is tempting.”
The boy tried to grumble again, but his muffled noises only made them giggle. Kareena chuckled too, enjoying the sight of such harmless, affectionate teasing. “Alright, girls,” she said with mock sternness. “Maybe just for today. But remember, the key to a good bondage scene is always trust—and a little bit of mischief.”
The sisters nodded, sharing a quick glance before carefully removing the tape gag and untying their brother’s wrists. He gave them a glare, but there was a hint of a smile too.
“Fine,” he said finally, rubbing his wrists. “You’re all crazy. But… I guess it was kind of fun.”
Kareena gave him a quick hug and ruffled his hair. “That’s the spirit. Now go get some rest—tomorrow, we have another big scene, and who knows? Maybe there’ll be more tape and more muffled sounds!”
As they left the set, the sisters walked on either side of their brother, each with an arm around his shoulders—still laughing, still teasing, and already plotting their next bit of harmless, fun sibling mischief.
His two elder sisters were visiting the set that day, giggling at the sight of him squirming earlier on screen.
“Wow, you looked so cute and helpless,” his eldest sister teased, ruffling his hair. “I think we should keep you this way at home—like our own little action movie hostage.”
He blushed furiously, mumbling a protest through the gag that was still half-stuck to his cheek.
Kareena, who was sipping her coffee nearby, couldn’t help but laugh. She loved how easily the boy played the role of the bound and gagged victim—and seeing his sisters tease him only made it more adorable.
“Girls, he’s such a natural,” she said playfully, raising an eyebrow. “Maybe you should tie him up at home—strictly for rehearsing more scenes, of course!”
The sisters giggled and shared a knowing glance. “See, even Kareena thinks it’s a good idea,” the middle sister said.
Kareena walked over to the boy and gently tugged the gag off his mouth. “All these muffled noises, you were perfect,” she praised. “But next time, maybe we can give your sisters a cameo—they look like they’d enjoy a chance to tape you up too.”
The boy groaned and rolled his eyes, but deep down he couldn’t deny that there was something fun about being at the center of their attention—like he was part of a secret, silly game where he had to play the captive while everyone else played the captor.
“Alright, you two,” Kareena said with a wink, “don’t go too hard on him. We’re just playing, remember? But I have to admit—he wears that gag very well.”
And with that, Kareena gave him a gentle pat on the head and walked back to her script, leaving the sisters to keep whispering mischievously about how they’d love to practice tying him up—strictly in good fun, of course.
The filming of Ra One had wrapped for the day, but the playful tension from the scene still lingered in the air. The young actor sat in the prop chair, his wrists lightly bound with the same tape used in the scene, a leftover strip of black tape gagged him just enough to keep his protests adorably muffled.
His two elder sisters hovered over him, eyes twinkling with mischief.
“Look at you, all tied up and so quiet,” the eldest teased, her finger tracing the edge of the tape gag. “I think you look even cuter like this, don’t you agree?”
The middle sister laughed and tugged lightly at the tape around his wrists. “Oh, absolutely. It’s like you were made for this role, baby brother,” she said with a conspiratorial smile. “Imagine how much fun we’d have if we kept you tied up at home—no more backtalk, no more snatching the TV remote!”
He let out a muffled groan of protest, but Kareena, who was packing up her script nearby, turned and couldn’t resist joining in. She walked over with a grin, her curiosity piqued.
“What’s going on here?” she asked, folding her arms playfully. “Are you two terrorizing my on-screen son? Or just giving him a little… rehearsal for future roles?”
“He’s been squirming and making the cutest muffled sounds,” the eldest sister said. “Honestly, we think he might secretly enjoy this.”
Kareena raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Oh, really? You know, there’s a whole art to this sort of thing—if you’re going to keep him gagged, you need to do it properly,” she teased. She leaned closer to the boy and gently readjusted the tape gag, making sure it was secure but not too tight. “There—much better. You see, it’s all about getting that perfect tension. Enough to keep him quiet, but not enough to hurt.”
The sisters watched in fascination, hanging on her every word. “Kareena, you’re an expert!” the middle sister said, half-joking but also half-serious.
“Well, I do have a lot of experience on-screen,” Kareena said, winking. She turned to the boy, who was giving her wide-eyed looks over the tape. “Don’t worry,” she reassured him. “We’re just playing around. But you are a very good actor—I think your sisters might have found a new hobby.”
The eldest sister leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. “He’s our little star, isn’t he?” she said. Then she grinned at Kareena. “You’re right—this is all just for fun. We’d never actually keep him tied up… though it is tempting.”
The boy tried to grumble again, but his muffled noises only made them giggle. Kareena chuckled too, enjoying the sight of such harmless, affectionate teasing. “Alright, girls,” she said with mock sternness. “Maybe just for today. But remember, the key to a good bondage scene is always trust—and a little bit of mischief.”
The sisters nodded, sharing a quick glance before carefully removing the tape gag and untying their brother’s wrists. He gave them a glare, but there was a hint of a smile too.
“Fine,” he said finally, rubbing his wrists. “You’re all crazy. But… I guess it was kind of fun.”
Kareena gave him a quick hug and ruffled his hair. “That’s the spirit. Now go get some rest—tomorrow, we have another big scene, and who knows? Maybe there’ll be more tape and more muffled sounds!”
As they left the set, the sisters walked on either side of their brother, each with an arm around his shoulders—still laughing, still teasing, and already plotting their next bit of harmless, fun sibling mischief.