Andy and Thomas 6

Thomas snuck downstairs later to check on me.
"Wow they really gagged you tight didn't they?"
I tried to talk but with a mouth full of socks and layers of ace bandages and duct tape I couldn't make anything stronger than a low groan.
"Don't worry my parents are leaving in a few hours. My brothers will let you go after that."

I stayed down there for hours. Bound, gagged, and helpless. Rob came down later and I was so relieved until I found out he wasn't letting me go. He came down to check on me and tickle my feet briefly before he told me his parents weren't leaving for another hour.

When they did free me it took five minutes to remove the gag. I changed my clothes and Mark's girlfriend used nail polish remover to clean off my painted nails.
"Same time next week?" the brothers asked.
"No please!" we begged.
"You can't do this to us!" Thomas said. "It's not fair!"
"Too bad" they said.
Mark asked Fran if she had anymore old clothes and she did.

Next Friday after school I went there again. Fran was waiting for us with new clothes for us to wear and a bottle of silver nail polish. She painted our fingers and toes and when it dried we got dressed.
Trainer bras, underwear, and dresses. I had to wear a yellow dress and suntan pantyhose. Thomas was given a floral dress and white pantyhose to put on.
They brought us down to the basement and made us put our hands together so they could tape our hands and then tie our ankles. For gags they used some worn socks and duct tape wrapped around our mouths and heads.
"You girls have fun with Rob" Mark said. "Fran and I are spending the weekend at her place. We will be back on Sunday to check in."

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