Andy and Thomas 26
My mouth was stuffed with four pairs of nylons. I was gagged with duct tape, two ace bandages, and more duct tape. It made for an extremely effective gag. I was bound hand and foot and at the mercy of Rosie and Katie. They tickled me from head to toe and I couldn't even beg or plead with them to stop.
"Wow you're reallllllly ticklish" Katie said. "I bet you probably hate this."
I couldn't even make a sound thanks to my tight gag so I just shook my head.
"I love it. He can't say a word" Rosie said. "Mrs. G is going to be very pleased."
"Tickle, tickle" Rosie taunted me while she tickled my feet. "Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Hey Andy if you want us to stop tickling us just ask and I promise we will stop."
I tried to speak but barely a sound escape.
"I'm sorry but I can't understand what you were trying to sign. The gag makes it difficult to understand. It must be very frustrating."
It was very frustrating. The gag completely robbed me of my speech. I felt totally helpless. They tickled me for hours before they finally untied me and untaped my hands. Predictably my gag stayed on when we went upstairs. Dinner was ready yet so Mrs. G let the three of us watch TV in the living room.
Mrs. G made me test out my gag. I tried to speak but couldn't make more than a weak grunt before I had to stop.
"Excellent" she said. "Don't worry Andy. I won't use this gag all the time but it will come in handy when Thomas and the boys come home with their dad at the end of the week. It will keep you quiet until my husband hits the road again."
My gag was finally removed for dinner. It took about five minutes to peel off all the tape and the ace bandages. I gagged as I spit out a giant wad of nylon stockings. I ate dinner, got to shower and use the bathroom, brush my teeth, watch some TV, and then Rosie and Katie helped Mrs. G tie me up and gag me for the night.
The next day Rosie and Katie came by again to paint my nails. Pink was the color they picked to match my pink bikini that they made me put on when my nail polish dried. Mrs. G let me go swimming but there was a catch. I had to wear pink pantyhose with the bikini. It felt really weird getting the hose wet and swimming around in them. Of course Rosie and Katie just had to stick around to see me in my bikini and hosiery. They had another good laugh at my expense.
Every day I kissed Mrs. G's sweay, smelly, stinky nylon feet and begged and pleaded for her to let us go. You can imagine how much good that did.
The morning Thomas and the guys were set to come back Mrs. G woke me up early.
"Cootchie cootchie coo" she repeated as she tickled my feet to wake me up.
She freed me so I could eat, use the bathroom, and change my clothes. I put on a new trainer bra, panties, a blue dress and brown pantyhose. She let me watch TV without a gag on for a few hours but when they were close I was all taped and tied up downstairs.
She had a very special gagged in mind for me. She had worn a pair of pantyhose instead of her usual knee high nylons the day before. They were suntan colored. She rolled them into a ball and told me to open very wide. I opened my mouth and let her cram them in. Then she wrapped tape around my head 5 times. She then took an extra long ace bandage. She managed to stretch and wrap it around my head 10 times. She then put 5 more rolls of tape over my mouth. Then another ace bandage and another layer of tape!
Thomas came back with his brothers and dad. A few hours after they got home their dad went into his home office and Thomas and Rob came down to see me.
Rob was very impressed with my gag. It was remarkly effective when it came to keeping me silenced.
"Nice gag!" Rob said. "I love it. You can't make a sound."
He came down just to taunt me but also to let Thomas get a glimpse of what was in store for him when his dad left for work again.
"I bet you missed me" Rob said and tickled my feet which reminded me why I didn't miss him.
I stayed bound and gagged all day and night. Rob or Mark would come down to briefly untie me so I could sneak up and use the bathroom. My gag stayed on the whole time.
I woke up the next morning with Rob tickling my feet. He untied me and told me not to remove the gag. I went upstairs where Thomas was at the table, dressed in tan pantyhose and a yellow dress. He was gagged too.
Mrs. G made us breakfast while I sobbed into my gag to beg her to let me take it off. It was such a relief when they removed the gag when breakfast was done.
"You boys are getting so big now. I think you're ready for some real bras. Before the summer is over we're going shopping again."
"No! You can't! Please! We're begging you!"
"As fast as those gags came off they can get put right back on."
We were quiet after she said that. Rob took us downstairs after breakfast and tied us and taped us hand and foot.
Then our gags. I begged and pleaded again for him not to gag us and pointed out that the basement was sound proof. There was absolutely no point in gagging us but they wanted to do it anyway.
A mouthful of salty nylons each and 5 wraps of tape kept us quiet.
"It's been two weeks since I've properly tickled your feet. Who wants to be first?"
Silence.
"Oh wait that's right you can't answer me with those gags on. I guess I'll decide. I pick...you Andy." I groaned into my gag as Rob started tickling my nylon feet.
"Wow you're reallllllly ticklish" Katie said. "I bet you probably hate this."
I couldn't even make a sound thanks to my tight gag so I just shook my head.
"I love it. He can't say a word" Rosie said. "Mrs. G is going to be very pleased."
"Tickle, tickle" Rosie taunted me while she tickled my feet. "Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Hey Andy if you want us to stop tickling us just ask and I promise we will stop."
I tried to speak but barely a sound escape.
"I'm sorry but I can't understand what you were trying to sign. The gag makes it difficult to understand. It must be very frustrating."
It was very frustrating. The gag completely robbed me of my speech. I felt totally helpless. They tickled me for hours before they finally untied me and untaped my hands. Predictably my gag stayed on when we went upstairs. Dinner was ready yet so Mrs. G let the three of us watch TV in the living room.
Mrs. G made me test out my gag. I tried to speak but couldn't make more than a weak grunt before I had to stop.
"Excellent" she said. "Don't worry Andy. I won't use this gag all the time but it will come in handy when Thomas and the boys come home with their dad at the end of the week. It will keep you quiet until my husband hits the road again."
My gag was finally removed for dinner. It took about five minutes to peel off all the tape and the ace bandages. I gagged as I spit out a giant wad of nylon stockings. I ate dinner, got to shower and use the bathroom, brush my teeth, watch some TV, and then Rosie and Katie helped Mrs. G tie me up and gag me for the night.
The next day Rosie and Katie came by again to paint my nails. Pink was the color they picked to match my pink bikini that they made me put on when my nail polish dried. Mrs. G let me go swimming but there was a catch. I had to wear pink pantyhose with the bikini. It felt really weird getting the hose wet and swimming around in them. Of course Rosie and Katie just had to stick around to see me in my bikini and hosiery. They had another good laugh at my expense.
Every day I kissed Mrs. G's sweay, smelly, stinky nylon feet and begged and pleaded for her to let us go. You can imagine how much good that did.
The morning Thomas and the guys were set to come back Mrs. G woke me up early.
"Cootchie cootchie coo" she repeated as she tickled my feet to wake me up.
She freed me so I could eat, use the bathroom, and change my clothes. I put on a new trainer bra, panties, a blue dress and brown pantyhose. She let me watch TV without a gag on for a few hours but when they were close I was all taped and tied up downstairs.
She had a very special gagged in mind for me. She had worn a pair of pantyhose instead of her usual knee high nylons the day before. They were suntan colored. She rolled them into a ball and told me to open very wide. I opened my mouth and let her cram them in. Then she wrapped tape around my head 5 times. She then took an extra long ace bandage. She managed to stretch and wrap it around my head 10 times. She then put 5 more rolls of tape over my mouth. Then another ace bandage and another layer of tape!
Thomas came back with his brothers and dad. A few hours after they got home their dad went into his home office and Thomas and Rob came down to see me.
Rob was very impressed with my gag. It was remarkly effective when it came to keeping me silenced.
"Nice gag!" Rob said. "I love it. You can't make a sound."
He came down just to taunt me but also to let Thomas get a glimpse of what was in store for him when his dad left for work again.
"I bet you missed me" Rob said and tickled my feet which reminded me why I didn't miss him.
I stayed bound and gagged all day and night. Rob or Mark would come down to briefly untie me so I could sneak up and use the bathroom. My gag stayed on the whole time.
I woke up the next morning with Rob tickling my feet. He untied me and told me not to remove the gag. I went upstairs where Thomas was at the table, dressed in tan pantyhose and a yellow dress. He was gagged too.
Mrs. G made us breakfast while I sobbed into my gag to beg her to let me take it off. It was such a relief when they removed the gag when breakfast was done.
"You boys are getting so big now. I think you're ready for some real bras. Before the summer is over we're going shopping again."
"No! You can't! Please! We're begging you!"
"As fast as those gags came off they can get put right back on."
We were quiet after she said that. Rob took us downstairs after breakfast and tied us and taped us hand and foot.
Then our gags. I begged and pleaded again for him not to gag us and pointed out that the basement was sound proof. There was absolutely no point in gagging us but they wanted to do it anyway.
A mouthful of salty nylons each and 5 wraps of tape kept us quiet.
"It's been two weeks since I've properly tickled your feet. Who wants to be first?"
Silence.
"Oh wait that's right you can't answer me with those gags on. I guess I'll decide. I pick...you Andy." I groaned into my gag as Rob started tickling my nylon feet.
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