Andy and Thomas 38

Mrs. G took it easy on us for the first few days we were back. She let us watch TV in the living room. Of course we had to be bound and gagged the entire time though. And she let us go swimming in the pool. But we had to wear the pink bikinis she bought for us a while ago. She also had Mark's girlfriend take us on more walks.

Fran didn't mind it. She loved seeing us all dressed up and covered in makeup. She loved my cousin Paige's idea. Her and Mrs. G discussed it and agreed that we should continue shaving our arms and legs that summer. We had no choice or say. Mrs. G was also pleased with the result. She liked how smooth and shiny our legs looked in hosiery and said it looked so much better now. 


A couple of weeks later, Mrs. G told us she was taking a brief vacation. She asked Mark and Fran if they would be around but they told her they also planned to go away. That left us and Rob. We got down on the floor and kissed her sweaty, smelly nylon clad feet. 

"Please Mrs. G! Don't leave us alone with Rob! I'm begging you! He's going to tickle us the whole time or worse!" 

"Yeah mom please don't leave! We'll do anything you want! Just don't leave us alone with him. He's going to make our lives a living hell the whole time you're away!" But no amount of begging could get her to change her mind. 


She left the next day after she made us breakfast. We had changed our clothes and put on clean bras, panties, a pink sundress for me and an orange sundress for Thomas. She gave Thomas brown hose to put on and gave me beige pantyhose. She didn't tie us or gag us. She left that up to Rob.


"I'm gonna go easy on you today" he said. "You can watch tv instead of spending the day downstairs." We knew he wasn't going to let us roam free. But we didn't expect him to use the hand and ankle cuffs. We pleaded but he wasn't listening. Once our hands and feet were shackled, he rounded up some dirty stockings that belonged to their mom and the ballgags. 

"Not the ballgags!" Thomas cried. 

"Yeah, anything but the ballgags! Please Rob! Don't gag us with those! I'm-"


Our pleas were cut off by a mouthful of stockings. Then he stuffed the balls in and buckled the straps behind our heads. We tried to get comfortable on the couch. The hand and ankle cuffs were joined together by a long chain, so anytime we moved the chains would clink or make noise. 


Rob checked on us in the afternoon. "Comfy?" 

"MMMMPPPPPHHHHH!" I screamed. 

"Just sit back and relax. Enjoy the tv and try to be quiet ok?" 


Rob briefly tickled our stockinged feet and left us alone once again. I already knew what he had in store for us. Tickling, sock gags, the hand and ankle cuffs. 


He let us both go for dinner which was pizza that he ordered. And then he let us use the bathroom and we had to go back downstairs. 

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