Andy and Thomas 11
Our mouths were stuffed with nylon stockings and tape was wound around our heads. We were scrubbing the kitchen floor after breakfast when Mrs. G said she was leaving for a few days. We moaned and begged through our gags for her not to go. We didn't want to be left at the mercy of Mark and Rob.
But she ignored our cries for help. We finished cleaning the kitchen and Rob came to collect us afterwards. "OK that's good enough. You can finish cleaning later. Downstairs now."
We groaned through our gags but did what he said. We laid down on the cots and he used rope to tie our ankles and knees together. Then he had us ball up our fists so he could tape our fists up and then crossed our wrists and taped them as well.
"Don't go anywhere" he said. He tickled our feet for a few seconds before he left. We laid there in silence minus the odd muffled groan or grunt. We looked ridiculous in our green sundresses and pantyhose.
Fran came over later on and came down to check on us. "Hey boys. Comfy?" I let out a loud grunt of frustration through my gag. I hated Fran almost as much as I hated Mark and Rob. It was her fault we were dressed like this. It was her idea to dress us up in her clothes. Maybe if Mrs. G found out about Mark and Rob tying us up we still would have had to spend the summer bound and gagged. But we probably wouldn't have had to dress up like sissies if she didn't see us wearing Fran's clothes.
"Hey boys. I hope you don't have to go to the bathroom because your going to be down here for a while. Dad is coming home. We told him that Thomas was spending the night at Andy's house. Don't worry he won't bother coming down here. We are going to have to reinforce those gags though so he doesn't hear you two."
"MMMMPPPHH! MMMMMPPPHHHH! MMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH!"
We begged tbem not to reinforce our gags. But they didn't listen. Our mouths were already stuffed with their worn socks and duct tape was around our head five times. They took duct tape and give us an additional five wraps. Now with ten layers of duct tape over our mouths we could only make weaks mmmmppphhh sounds.
They didn't stop there because they used ace bandage to wrap around our heads very tightly and then five more layers of duct tape over that.
We heard their dad get home a little while later and we tried to make any noise our gags would let us to alert him. But we could barely make a noise. I tried to shout but it came out as a weak moan. Thomas sobbed and whimpered quietly through his gag. Our gags were remarkably effective.
Thankfully we went to the bathroom before they tied us up because they left us down there for hours. I couldn't take it anymore and thrashed up and down on the cot trying to loosen the ropes on my legs. I tried ripping the duct tape on my hands but they purposely taped our hands in ways we couldn't break free from. That's why they always taped our fists or made us put our hands together and tape our fingers to our wrists. It was impossible to get out of.
They waited until it was dark to untie us. Their dad was taking a nap so they snuck us upstairs so we could have one more chance to use the bathroom. "Hurry up and go" Rob said. "And don't even think about touching those gags. They stay on until the morning." We went to the bathroom and then it was back to the basement where they tied our legs and taped our hands.
Their dad was gone again in the morning so they finally let us go and removed our gags. It took about five minutes to get them off. We spit out their worn socks with a huge sigh of relief. It felt so good to get those out of my mouth.
We used the bathroom again and ate a big breakfast since we didn't get to eat dinner the night before. Fran was there and picked out our outfits for that day. We went into the bathroom separately and put on new trainer bras, underwear, blue sundresses and hosiery. She picked coffee colored pantyhose for me and white pantyhose for Thomas.
Rob brought us downstairs and rounded up some more dirty worn socks to gag us.
"You can't keep doing this to us. We have rights you know." I said.
"Yeah like the right to remain silent" Rob said and shoved one of his smelly socks in my mouth. He stuffed the other sock in and wrapped tape over my head and mouth. Then he did the same thing to Thomas.
But she ignored our cries for help. We finished cleaning the kitchen and Rob came to collect us afterwards. "OK that's good enough. You can finish cleaning later. Downstairs now."
We groaned through our gags but did what he said. We laid down on the cots and he used rope to tie our ankles and knees together. Then he had us ball up our fists so he could tape our fists up and then crossed our wrists and taped them as well.
"Don't go anywhere" he said. He tickled our feet for a few seconds before he left. We laid there in silence minus the odd muffled groan or grunt. We looked ridiculous in our green sundresses and pantyhose.
Fran came over later on and came down to check on us. "Hey boys. Comfy?" I let out a loud grunt of frustration through my gag. I hated Fran almost as much as I hated Mark and Rob. It was her fault we were dressed like this. It was her idea to dress us up in her clothes. Maybe if Mrs. G found out about Mark and Rob tying us up we still would have had to spend the summer bound and gagged. But we probably wouldn't have had to dress up like sissies if she didn't see us wearing Fran's clothes.
"Hey boys. I hope you don't have to go to the bathroom because your going to be down here for a while. Dad is coming home. We told him that Thomas was spending the night at Andy's house. Don't worry he won't bother coming down here. We are going to have to reinforce those gags though so he doesn't hear you two."
"MMMMPPPHH! MMMMMPPPHHHH! MMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH!"
We begged tbem not to reinforce our gags. But they didn't listen. Our mouths were already stuffed with their worn socks and duct tape was around our head five times. They took duct tape and give us an additional five wraps. Now with ten layers of duct tape over our mouths we could only make weaks mmmmppphhh sounds.
They didn't stop there because they used ace bandage to wrap around our heads very tightly and then five more layers of duct tape over that.
We heard their dad get home a little while later and we tried to make any noise our gags would let us to alert him. But we could barely make a noise. I tried to shout but it came out as a weak moan. Thomas sobbed and whimpered quietly through his gag. Our gags were remarkably effective.
Thankfully we went to the bathroom before they tied us up because they left us down there for hours. I couldn't take it anymore and thrashed up and down on the cot trying to loosen the ropes on my legs. I tried ripping the duct tape on my hands but they purposely taped our hands in ways we couldn't break free from. That's why they always taped our fists or made us put our hands together and tape our fingers to our wrists. It was impossible to get out of.
They waited until it was dark to untie us. Their dad was taking a nap so they snuck us upstairs so we could have one more chance to use the bathroom. "Hurry up and go" Rob said. "And don't even think about touching those gags. They stay on until the morning." We went to the bathroom and then it was back to the basement where they tied our legs and taped our hands.
Their dad was gone again in the morning so they finally let us go and removed our gags. It took about five minutes to get them off. We spit out their worn socks with a huge sigh of relief. It felt so good to get those out of my mouth.
We used the bathroom again and ate a big breakfast since we didn't get to eat dinner the night before. Fran was there and picked out our outfits for that day. We went into the bathroom separately and put on new trainer bras, underwear, blue sundresses and hosiery. She picked coffee colored pantyhose for me and white pantyhose for Thomas.
Rob brought us downstairs and rounded up some more dirty worn socks to gag us.
"You can't keep doing this to us. We have rights you know." I said.
"Yeah like the right to remain silent" Rob said and shoved one of his smelly socks in my mouth. He stuffed the other sock in and wrapped tape over my head and mouth. Then he did the same thing to Thomas.
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