Adam 14
I was cleaning up around the house one day with my hands cuffed in front of me and the muzzle gag locked tightly. I was making Megan's bed and cleaning her room when she came in and started taunting me while I cleaned.
"Thanks for keeping my room so clean for me Adam. Hmm you know that name doesn't really suit you. We should just call you Amanda from now on. What do you say Amanda? Oh I'm sorry you can't answer me with that gag. It must be frustrating."
It was frustrating. The gag robbed me of my speech. And if that wasn't bad enough my mouth was usually stuffed with their filty worn socks.
Megan laughed at the sight of me. "You look ridiculous. You're wearing a dress. You're wearing a bra stuffed with padding and hosiery for crying out loud. You're nothing but a pantyhose wearing sissy. I can't believe my sisters been doing this for over a year. Damn that's crazy. When was the last time you had sex? Can you even remember? You're 18 years old. Everyone your age is out having fun and getting laid. But not you. No wonder you like rubbing and kissing my sisters feet. It's the closest you can get to a girl for now."
She was right. I couldn't remember the last time I had sex or even pleasured myself. I spent most of my time chained and gagged and the only time I had to myself was when I showered and I had to be quick. Dani only gave me about ten or fifteen minutes to shower so I had no time to myself.
The holidays came faster than I expected. Megan and their mom were going to visit family but Dani decided to stay behind seeing as how I tried to escape on Thanksgiving.
"I've got a Christmas gift for you later" Dani said.
I was cuffed hand and foot on the guest bed and muzzle gagged. My toe were cuffed and my ankle was also chained to the bedpost. I was wearing panties, a bra stuffed with padding, a blue dress, and black fishnet tights.
"But I'm going to hang out with friends for a little bit. Don't you go anywhere. Seriously, you better not try to escape again."
There was no escaping all those cuffs and chains so I laid there silently for hours listening to the radio until she returned. She was pleased that I hadn't moved. She unlocked all the cuffs.
She ordered me to go to the bathroom and shave all my body hair. She had me keep up with it on a regular basis. I shaved and showered and then she gave me lotion to keep my skin from drying out.
Then she painted my nails red on one side and green on the other. She gave me a red dress and red pantyhose to put on. I did as she told me. Then it was time for the gift she had mentioned.
She gave me a box all wrapped up. I unwrapped it and opened the box. It was my old ballgag.
"You've been so well behaved lately I figured we can go back to using the ballgag. If you're really good maybe we'll go back to using tape eventually."
I was still wearing my muzzle gag but she took her keys and unlocked all the padlocks. She removed the muzzle gag but instructed me to keep her worn sock in my mouth. She then took the ballgag and forced the ball in my mouth and secured it behind my head. This one also had a single padlock that she made sure to secure as well.
I spent the rest of the night ballgagged but she didn't bind me. She let me sit with her in the living room and watch movies on TV since no one was home and it was Christmas Eve.
She gave me my last Christmas that night when she didn't fully chain me. The ballgag stayed in but she only cuffed my toes and chained my ankle and didn't use any other cuffs or chains.
I spent most of Christmas Day gagged, cleaning up around the house. I watched more TV with Dani. She made me rub her feet during one of the movies we watched and was going to make me kiss them but didn't feel like getting the key to unlock my gag.
Then it was back to our normal schedule. "Cootchie cootchie coo" she taunted me and tickled my nylon feet one morning to wake me up. I cooked breakfast, ate, changed into a purple dress with grey pantyhose. Then I was ballgagged, mouth stuffed with her worn sock, cuffed hand and foot, my ankle chained, and toes cuffed while Dani went to school.
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