Andy and Thomas 15
We were so relieved that summer was over. We went back to school and things were normal again for months and months. I almost forgot about it until the end of the school year when my mom asked me "are you excited to spend another summer at Thomas's?"
"What?"
"His mom called and said you were going to stay with them again this summer."
"Oh yeah. I'm really looking forward to it."
I went to his house the first day of summer. Mrs. G and Fran were waiting there for us with a bottle of red nail polish.
"I'm sure your clothes from last year will fit" Mrs. G said. "But first we have to paint your nails. Then we will get you all dressed up."
"Please don't do this to us" Thomas said.
"Yeah it's not fair" I said. "We don't want to miss out on another summer."
"You know I was going to give you a break and wait until later to gag you. But if you can't be quiet I can just gag you now. I've put my worn nylons aside for months and months. I have plenty to use. I won't be running out this summer. And I'll have a new pair to put aside every day. I just hope they don't taste too bad. My feet always sweat so much in the summertime. Especially when I wear nylons."
We were quiet after that. We just sat down and let them paint our fingers and toes red.
Once our nails were dry Mrs. G let Fran pick our clothes. We put on trainer bras and panties. I put on a red zipup dress and black pantyhose. Thomas put on a silk blue dress and white pantyhose.
They brought us down to the basement. Fran made us clap our hands together so she could wrap tape from our wrists to our fingertips. While she did that Mrs. G tied our ankles together. She was getting really good with the rope and didn't need Mark or Rob's help to tie us up. Mrs. G took her stockings and gagged us with three pairs each. She saw the disgusted look on my face when she shoved them in my mouth.
"Aw sorry Andy. But it's a taste you will have to get used to." Fran wrapped tape around our heads five times to finish the gags.
"You're lucky Mrs. G uses stockings" Fran said. "If it was up to me you would be gagged with two socks all the time."
Fran went upstairs and Mrs. G stayed downstairs to talk to us. "I know you probably hate me for doing this. But I have a reason for this. I know Mark and Rob just started this to tie you up and have some fun at your expense. And I know the clothes were Fran's idea originally. But I think this will teach you a valuable lesson. By wearing womens clothes you get to see what we go through on a regular basis just to live up to mens standards. And in the end you will have a greater appreciation for us and you'll be more kind and understanding. Trust me you'll thank me one day when your married. But in order to build you up I have to break you down first. And don't worry if I can't break you down this summer there's always next summer. We can do this every year until you graduate."
We stayed bound and gagged most of the day but were freed for dinner and to use the bathroom. Mark and Rob tied and taped us up downstairs and gagged us for the night. I woke up the next morning to Rob tickling my bound feet.
"Cootchie cootchie coo" he taunted me.
He untied us after a few minutes of tickling and we used the bathroom again. Our gags stayed on until Mrs. G made breakfast.
We got to change our clothes. We put on new trainer bras and panties. I put on a black dress and black pantyhose to match. Thomas put on a black skirt, white blouse, and white pantyhose.
We spent the day reverse hogtied on the couch and gagged with stockings. We mumbled and grunted through our gags, begging for someone to help us. Mrs. G walked in and we both looked at her with pleading eyes.
"Don't give me that look. And keep the noise down. Your gags are there for a reason you know."
I coughed and gagged a little bit as I tried to get adjusted to the taste of her salty nylons in my mouth. Mrs. G's feet definitely sweat a lot in nylons because you could taste it. I wanted to barf.
We were untied for lunch, then bound on the couch again. We hated it but at least we got to watch TV all day. We were untied again for dinner and then Rob and Mark tied us up again in the basement and left us bound and gagged for the night.
I expected to wake up to Rob tickling my feet again. But it was Mrs. G who untied us for breakfast.
After breakfast Mrs. G was ready to tie us up again. We dropped to our knees and kissed her feet.
"You can't do this to us!" we cried. "Please let us go! We can't spend another summer like this!"
We begged her in between kissing her smelly feet.
"Maybe if you kiss my feet some more I'll let you go."
We did as she asked and kneeled by the couch where she sat down. We kneeled at her feet and kissed them, licked her nylon soles, licked her toes. She took her nylons off so we could really focus on her toes. We sucked on each sweaty toe and licked in between them with our tongues. I wound up swallowing a good amount of "toe cheese" as Mrs. G liked calling it.
After we worshiped her feet she said we can take a break for the day. We got to go swimming but the catch was that we had to wear the pink bikinis she bought us last summer.
Then Fran dressed us all up, put wigs on us, got us flat black shoes in our sizes, and took us for a walk. We walked past Rosie's house and she spotted us again.
"Hey Andy, hey Thomas. Mrs. G wasn't kidding when she said she was going to do this again huh? I'm glad she did, you look so cute in your dresses and your pantyhose. I'll come by with Katie to paint your nails someday."
We ate dinner and were tied up again downstairs. Rob and Mark went to gag us with their moms nylons and tape.
"You don't have to gag us" Thomas said. "The basement is soundproof. Nobody can hear us."
"I know we don't have to" Rob said. "We want to."
We were gagged and left to sleep. The next morning I woke up to Rob tickling my feet again.
"Cootchie cootchie coo" he taunted me.
I groaned into my gag.
"Oh come on Andy. It's not that bad. At least you're not gagged with my socks. But I can arrange that if you would like." I groaned even louder when I heard that.
We spent the next week bound, gagged, dressed like sissies. Rosie made a surprise visit with Katie the second week. Our red nail polish wasn't completely faded but that didn't stop them. Fran was there and she helped them untie our legs and untape our hands. Our gags stayed on while they used nail polish remover to clean our fingers and toes.
Then they took their time painting our fingernails and toenails purple. "What a lovely dress" Katie commented as she painted my nails. I couldn't respond with my gag so I just grunted and rolled my eyes.
We put our pantyhose back on when our nails dried. They decided to do our makeup after that. It was so freaking humiliating.
We spent the next few days bound and gagged with the usual breaks in between. Then Mrs. G gave us the news. Her husband had hired a crew to redo their basement. We thought that meant we would be getting a break for a few days.
"So we'll have to relocate you for a few days. You can stay upstairs in Thomas's bedroom."
We were sitting at the table waiting for breakfast when she told us this. We were both gagged but that didn't stop us from protesting.
"Mmph! Mmph! Mmmph! Mmmmph!"
"I think we'll need to reinforce those gags too to make sure you stay quiet."
The next day we changed our clothes. We put on new trainer bras and panties, floral sundresses and suntan pantyhose. We used the bathroom and ate breakfast. Then Mrs. G had Rob and Mark take us upstairs before the basement crew got there.
They tied our ankles and made us ball up our hands into fists so they could tape them shut. They used more tape to bind our wrists together. Then came time for our gags. Mrs. G told them to use four pairs of stockings each instead of three pairs. Rob balled eight of her stockings up and shoved them in my mouth one at a time. Mark did the same thing to Thomas. Then they wrapped tape around our mouths ten times instead of five. Then they used ace bandages to wrap around our heads. Then more duct tape was wrapped over that.
"Hope you boys are comfortable. You will be spending the next few days like this."
"What?"
"His mom called and said you were going to stay with them again this summer."
"Oh yeah. I'm really looking forward to it."
I went to his house the first day of summer. Mrs. G and Fran were waiting there for us with a bottle of red nail polish.
"I'm sure your clothes from last year will fit" Mrs. G said. "But first we have to paint your nails. Then we will get you all dressed up."
"Please don't do this to us" Thomas said.
"Yeah it's not fair" I said. "We don't want to miss out on another summer."
"You know I was going to give you a break and wait until later to gag you. But if you can't be quiet I can just gag you now. I've put my worn nylons aside for months and months. I have plenty to use. I won't be running out this summer. And I'll have a new pair to put aside every day. I just hope they don't taste too bad. My feet always sweat so much in the summertime. Especially when I wear nylons."
We were quiet after that. We just sat down and let them paint our fingers and toes red.
Once our nails were dry Mrs. G let Fran pick our clothes. We put on trainer bras and panties. I put on a red zipup dress and black pantyhose. Thomas put on a silk blue dress and white pantyhose.
They brought us down to the basement. Fran made us clap our hands together so she could wrap tape from our wrists to our fingertips. While she did that Mrs. G tied our ankles together. She was getting really good with the rope and didn't need Mark or Rob's help to tie us up. Mrs. G took her stockings and gagged us with three pairs each. She saw the disgusted look on my face when she shoved them in my mouth.
"Aw sorry Andy. But it's a taste you will have to get used to." Fran wrapped tape around our heads five times to finish the gags.
"You're lucky Mrs. G uses stockings" Fran said. "If it was up to me you would be gagged with two socks all the time."
Fran went upstairs and Mrs. G stayed downstairs to talk to us. "I know you probably hate me for doing this. But I have a reason for this. I know Mark and Rob just started this to tie you up and have some fun at your expense. And I know the clothes were Fran's idea originally. But I think this will teach you a valuable lesson. By wearing womens clothes you get to see what we go through on a regular basis just to live up to mens standards. And in the end you will have a greater appreciation for us and you'll be more kind and understanding. Trust me you'll thank me one day when your married. But in order to build you up I have to break you down first. And don't worry if I can't break you down this summer there's always next summer. We can do this every year until you graduate."
We stayed bound and gagged most of the day but were freed for dinner and to use the bathroom. Mark and Rob tied and taped us up downstairs and gagged us for the night. I woke up the next morning to Rob tickling my bound feet.
"Cootchie cootchie coo" he taunted me.
He untied us after a few minutes of tickling and we used the bathroom again. Our gags stayed on until Mrs. G made breakfast.
We got to change our clothes. We put on new trainer bras and panties. I put on a black dress and black pantyhose to match. Thomas put on a black skirt, white blouse, and white pantyhose.
We spent the day reverse hogtied on the couch and gagged with stockings. We mumbled and grunted through our gags, begging for someone to help us. Mrs. G walked in and we both looked at her with pleading eyes.
"Don't give me that look. And keep the noise down. Your gags are there for a reason you know."
I coughed and gagged a little bit as I tried to get adjusted to the taste of her salty nylons in my mouth. Mrs. G's feet definitely sweat a lot in nylons because you could taste it. I wanted to barf.
We were untied for lunch, then bound on the couch again. We hated it but at least we got to watch TV all day. We were untied again for dinner and then Rob and Mark tied us up again in the basement and left us bound and gagged for the night.
I expected to wake up to Rob tickling my feet again. But it was Mrs. G who untied us for breakfast.
After breakfast Mrs. G was ready to tie us up again. We dropped to our knees and kissed her feet.
"You can't do this to us!" we cried. "Please let us go! We can't spend another summer like this!"
We begged her in between kissing her smelly feet.
"Maybe if you kiss my feet some more I'll let you go."
We did as she asked and kneeled by the couch where she sat down. We kneeled at her feet and kissed them, licked her nylon soles, licked her toes. She took her nylons off so we could really focus on her toes. We sucked on each sweaty toe and licked in between them with our tongues. I wound up swallowing a good amount of "toe cheese" as Mrs. G liked calling it.
After we worshiped her feet she said we can take a break for the day. We got to go swimming but the catch was that we had to wear the pink bikinis she bought us last summer.
Then Fran dressed us all up, put wigs on us, got us flat black shoes in our sizes, and took us for a walk. We walked past Rosie's house and she spotted us again.
"Hey Andy, hey Thomas. Mrs. G wasn't kidding when she said she was going to do this again huh? I'm glad she did, you look so cute in your dresses and your pantyhose. I'll come by with Katie to paint your nails someday."
We ate dinner and were tied up again downstairs. Rob and Mark went to gag us with their moms nylons and tape.
"You don't have to gag us" Thomas said. "The basement is soundproof. Nobody can hear us."
"I know we don't have to" Rob said. "We want to."
We were gagged and left to sleep. The next morning I woke up to Rob tickling my feet again.
"Cootchie cootchie coo" he taunted me.
I groaned into my gag.
"Oh come on Andy. It's not that bad. At least you're not gagged with my socks. But I can arrange that if you would like." I groaned even louder when I heard that.
We spent the next week bound, gagged, dressed like sissies. Rosie made a surprise visit with Katie the second week. Our red nail polish wasn't completely faded but that didn't stop them. Fran was there and she helped them untie our legs and untape our hands. Our gags stayed on while they used nail polish remover to clean our fingers and toes.
Then they took their time painting our fingernails and toenails purple. "What a lovely dress" Katie commented as she painted my nails. I couldn't respond with my gag so I just grunted and rolled my eyes.
We put our pantyhose back on when our nails dried. They decided to do our makeup after that. It was so freaking humiliating.
We spent the next few days bound and gagged with the usual breaks in between. Then Mrs. G gave us the news. Her husband had hired a crew to redo their basement. We thought that meant we would be getting a break for a few days.
"So we'll have to relocate you for a few days. You can stay upstairs in Thomas's bedroom."
We were sitting at the table waiting for breakfast when she told us this. We were both gagged but that didn't stop us from protesting.
"Mmph! Mmph! Mmmph! Mmmmph!"
"I think we'll need to reinforce those gags too to make sure you stay quiet."
The next day we changed our clothes. We put on new trainer bras and panties, floral sundresses and suntan pantyhose. We used the bathroom and ate breakfast. Then Mrs. G had Rob and Mark take us upstairs before the basement crew got there.
They tied our ankles and made us ball up our hands into fists so they could tape them shut. They used more tape to bind our wrists together. Then came time for our gags. Mrs. G told them to use four pairs of stockings each instead of three pairs. Rob balled eight of her stockings up and shoved them in my mouth one at a time. Mark did the same thing to Thomas. Then they wrapped tape around our mouths ten times instead of five. Then they used ace bandages to wrap around our heads. Then more duct tape was wrapped over that.
"Hope you boys are comfortable. You will be spending the next few days like this."
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