Andy and Thomas 24

I watched TV until Rosie and Katie got there. They took me downstairs and grabbed a few pairs of Mrs. G's worn nylon stockings.

"Got any last words before we gag you?" Katie asked.
"Yes please don't gag me."
"I'm sorry but we're under strict orders from Mrs. G. Now open wide and say ahh."

I opened up and let them stuff my mouth with 3 pairs of Mrs. G's disgusting stockings. Then they wrapped tape over my head and mouth to make sure I couldn't spit them out.

"Take off that hose" Rosie said. I took my pantyhose and sat down on the cot so they could paint my nails. Rosie painted my toes and Katie painted my fingers. They used pink nail polish and put two coats on. When it dried Rosie gave my feet a little tickle. I grunted into my gag.

They picked out new clothes for me. A fresh trainer bra and panties. A pink sundress and flesh colored hosiery.
"You know Mrs. G should just buy you guys real bras and stuff them with padding."
I grunted into my gag and shook my head. I didn't need them giving Mrs. G more ideas to humiliate us.

They then had me ball up my fists so they could tape them shut. Then they crisscrossed my wrists and taped them together. My ankles and knees were bound with rope. Then the tickling began.

Rosie tickled my helpless feet while Katie poked at my sides and tickled under my arms.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle" Rosie taunted me. "Tickle, tickle, tickle." I was in hell.

The nylons made my feet extra sensitive. Rosie knew that and she made sure to focus her tickle torture on my feet.

I spent the rest of the week like this. Mrs. G kept me bound and gagged in the basement most of the time. Rosie and Katie would come over to play dress up with me or tickle me head to toe. And I had to massage and worship Mrs. G's feet on a daily basis.

I was tied up and gagged one day in the living room watching TV when Mrs. G came in with good news. I knew whatever the news was it wasn't good news for me.
"My husband took another week off of work. So it looks like it's going to be you and me for another few days."
I grunted into my gag begging her to untie me or at least take off my gag but she didn't.

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