Andy and Thomas 22
We got through the first two weeks of summer. We spent most of our time bound and gagged in the basement or the living room so we could watch TV. When we cleaned the house we had to be gagged so we couldn't whine and complain. We also had to wear the heels or wedges Mrs G. bought for us last summer. Fran would occasionally dress us up and talk us out for walks. Every day when our gags came off we would get on our knees and kiss Mrs. G's sweaty nylon clad feet and beg her to show us some mercy. You can imagine how much good that did us. I woke up one morning on the third week with Rob tickling my feet. "Cootchie cootchie coo" he taunted me. I groaned into my gag. "I've got good news for you Thomas but bad news for you Andy." I had a feeling what it was. Rob told us their dad was coming home and he wanted to take Rob, Mark, and Thomas away for the week while he was off. Mrs. G had made up an excuse to stay at home so she could watch me. Rob unti...