Andy and Thomas 32

I stayed tied up and gagged down in the basement until Thomas and his dad and his brothers were long gone. 
Mrs. G came down and remarked on my bondage. "Wow he really tied and gagged you tight huh? I guess that's my fault for demanding it but I wanted to make sure you were nice and quiet. We only have a few hours until dinner so I hope you're comfortable until then."

I made as much noise as my gag allowed me to make, trying to beg her to untie me. You can imagine what good that did me. I stayed bound and gagged until dinner. It took her a few minutes to free my hands from the tape and socks Rob had used to bind me. Then she had to untie my legs. Finally the gag which took five minutes with the tape, ace bandages, ballgag, and socks Rob had gagged me with.

I ate dinner silently. "I'm sure you miss Thomas but he'll only be gone a week or two. I'm sure we'll have some fun in the meantime. I can arrange for Fran to take you on walks or to the mall. Or I can arrange for Katie and Rosie to keep you company." I didn't say anything. She was going to do anything she wanted no matter what I said. 

She let me watch a little TV and then instead of the basement she let me stay upstairs in Thomas' room. She taped my hands and tied my ankles and knees. Then she gagged me with a ball of her worn stockings and tape gagged me.

I woke up to her tickling my feet the next morning. "Cootchie cootchie coo." I groaned into my gag. I was miserable. She untied and untaped me so I could eat breakfast, use the bathroom, shower, and change. I put on a clean bra and stuffed it with padding, panties, a black sleeveless dress, and black pantyhose.

"You can be tied up or you can clean up around the house" Mrs. G said.
I chose to clean but that didn't stop her from gagging me. I scrubbed the bathroom floor hopelessly. My cheeks were bulging with her worn nylons. Anytime I tried to cry out for help my cheeks puffed out with air and I couldn't make more than a few helpless groans.

Her stockings tasted salty from her gross foot sweat. I couldn't stand having them in my mouth but it was a little better than Rob or Mark's socks. 

Mrs. G came in to check on my progress. I groaned and grunted into my gag.
"Silence! Your gag is there for a reason you know. Hurry up. There's plenty for you to clean."

I finished the bathroom floor and scrubbed the kitchen floor. I made the beds and did the laundry. I dusted and vacuumed. I did almost everything there was to do. She let me watch TV after that. She didn't tie me up again until after dinner.

"Cootchie cootchie coo" I woke up the next morning to her tickling me again. I just groaned into my gag, wondering what she had in store for me that day. 

When she told me that Fran had plans to take me over to Rosie's house I lost it.

I got on my hands and knees and kissed away at her gross, smelly, sweaty stockinged feet. "Please Mrs. G! You have to let us go! I'm begging you! I'm freaking begging you! Whatever you wanted to accomplish you've accomplished! You've got us wearing bras and dresses! I'm nothing but a pantyhose wearing sissy! Please Mrs. G! Show a little mercy! I'm begging you! I'm freaking begging you!"

I kissed her stinky, smelly feet up and down as I begged her to let us go. She got tired of hearing me complain so she stuffed my mouth with two pairs of nylons. The third pair was the one she was wearing. The stockings that were fresh from her feet were soaked in sweat and tasted so disgusting.

I watched TV gagged until Fran showed up. She got me all dressed up-bra stuffed with padding, a red velvet dress, black pantyhose again, and a blond wig. She took the gag off so she could do my makeup. I got down on my hands and knees and pleaded with her even though I knew it was hopeless.

"Please Fran! You have to help us! I can't take it anymore! I can't stand being dressed like a sissy twenty four seven! I can't stand being bound and gagged anymore either!"

I kissed her sweaty, stinky bare feet as I pleaded and begged. But she ignored me and got my hideous orange heels to wear. We walked to Rosie's house where she was waiting for me with a roll of duct tape and some worn socks to gag me. Her parents weren't home.

"As soon as Katie gets here the fun can begin."

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