## Slumber Party Home Invasion (Part 3)

Post by alex86 » Sat May 09, 2015 12:59 pm

With that I put the pillowcase over her head. It reached down to her shoulders were it just kind of sagged there. I stepped back to admire the view. Here was a 17 year old girl, dressed in a little pyjama outfit that came about 8 inches above the knee a
A pillow case over her head. Bound at knees, wrists, and waist. As I looked Eileen up and down to see if I could improve anything I noticed she was bare footed. Our basement was very nicely remodelled, and conformable, but was still a basement. It was a little cool down there at times, and I decided to put something on my little sister's feet. After ordering her to sit on the bed I looked in her dresser drawer and found a nice pair of white, lacy ankle socks. I put these on Eileen and we continued on our way.
Going down the stairs for Eileen was no easy task. There were two landings involved and a total of 12 steps. Eileen stumbled twice and let out a squeal each time, but there was no way I was going to let her take a tumble. After a couple of precarious minutes Eileen seemed very grateful to be in the basement, on more stable ground. I brought her over to an open part of the basement, and told her to stay put. Quickly, I went to the storage room and grabbed a coil of cotton rope. Coming back to my bound little sister, I removed the cinching rope that connected the knees and wrists.
Eileen> "Alex, what are you up to?"
I didn't answer her. I was concentrating on the task at hand, of tying another cinching knot around her wrists. After doing this I got a chair and slid back one of the suspended ceiling panels. I took the other end of the wrist rope and loosely looped it over one of the floor joists above her head. Through the pillowcase over her head Eileen kept asking questions. After getting off the chair and taking it out of the way, I started to untie the restraining rope around Eileen's waist.
Eileen> "oh good, it's about time that you untied me."
I just chuckled.
Eileen> "Alex, I know that laugh. I guess this means I won't be getting free too soon, will I?"
On a not to far away couch, there was a stack of Eileen's schoolbooks. I went over and picked up 5 or 6 pretty good sized hard covered ones and placed them on the floor, stacked on top of one another.
A lex> "Listen and listen closely. There is a stack of books underneath you. I want you to step up and get on top of them."
Eileen> "Alex, what's this all about"
Alex>" first of all, my name is not Alex, during the game. I am the burglar, remember"
Eileen just sort of groaned, and with my help, stepped onto the books. This elevated her about 8 inches or so. I just smiled and took off Eileen's pillowcase. She shook the long hair out of her eyes, and looked quickly at the books she was perched on and then at me.
Eileen> "What are you going to do now".
Alex >"Oh. Just this".... I gently took my little sister's wrists in one hand and started to elevate them above her head. As I did this Eileen looked at me.
Eileen> "Alex, now I know what you're doing. This is when I was teasing you earlier and you said something about "hanging' me in the basement, isn't it?"
Alex> "All in good clean fun sis."
With that, I softly jerked Eileen's arms above her head. I lifted Eileen by the hips with one arm and pulled the hanging rope just a little tighter.
Eileen> "(sarcastically) "This is just great, now I know what a hanging plant feels like."
I stepped back once again, to admire my handiwork. Eileen never looked better . Because of her suspended position and the way it made her body so taut, her short pink nightie was raised above her white underpants. I teased her about being dressing for a "party" more modestly. Eileen just kind of stuck out her tongue at me.
Eileen> "Yea, you would think, after all these tie up games we play together, that I would know how to dress for a kidnapping."
Alex> "Hey Eileen your legs have always been so long, I know a way to make them even longer"
Eileen> "Ahhhhh, Alex I like my legs just the way they are, what is going on in that weird brain of yours".
Alex> "I guess that I should just show you." I bent down and slowly slid the top book out from underneath my little sister's feet.
Eileen let out a "all of a sudden realization gasp".
Alex> "Hey Eileen, you seemed to have got taller since I have last seen you".
Eileen> "Real funny. How long am I going to be like this? Right now it feels kind of good. Almost like stretching out for cheerleader practice."
As soon as she said that Eileen quickly shot back.
Eileen> "I shouldn't have said that to you. I'm sure your gonna try and talk me into bringing the whole cheer squad over so you could have all of them hung by their wrists."
Alex> "Not a bad idea, sis. We'll have to discuss that at a later date. As for your question, I'll allow you a drink of water after I'm finished reading all these books at your feet. .
Eileen> "How the heck are you going to read a book if I am standing on them?"
Alex> "One at a time!"
I bent down and slowly removed another hardcover book from beneath Eileen's sock-covered feet. She let out a gasp of shock as her body slumped even farther. By now her toes were just about not touching the floor.
Eileen> "Alex, not too long please. This could get quite uncomfortable."
Alex> "Eileen, I have never let anything happening to you during one of our games before, and I am not likely to start now. Just endure it for little while ok? And please get back with "THE GAME' and into your character. "
Eileen whimpered a little bit and asked me for mercy. I told her that she would have to stay that way for a while.I would get her friend out of the closet, to keep her company. I reached into my bag and got out a 4-foot piece of torn bed sheet. Eileen saw me do this and began to whimper. She knew what I was about to do.
Eileen> "Please don't put that thing in my mouth, I'll be real quiet."
I paid her no attention as I walked behind her. I had a hand at either side of Eileen's face as I buried the gag between her teeth. Holding the sheet tightly, I bent her face backwards. We just looked at each other and I kissed her on the forehead while thanking her for participating in my little hobby. With that I yanked the cloth tightly. Eileen let out a gasp and I tied the gag at the back of her head. My next plan of action was to free Mary lee from the closet, let her clean up a bit, then hogtie her on the basement couch. I know that I didn't have much time. The Clark sisters were due within the next half-hour. Before I went to free Mary lee, I tightly bound Eileen's ankles along with her knees. As a last gesture I gave her a gentle push and let her swing back and forth from her tied wrists.
Moving quickly I went to the refrigerator and got a can of ice-cold soda. Something told me that Mary lee was going to be quite thirsty when I "rescued her". After getting the soda I went to the other end of the basement and opened the closet door.
Poor Mary lee looked a sight. She remained in a standing position, but her hair was all over the place. She had not managed to get the gag or the other bonds even remotely loosened. When she saw me open the closet door her eyes showed both panic and relief. Her clothing was in complete disarray. Her little mini dress was up around her hips, and two buttons from her blouse were undone. In addition, Mary lee was minus one shoe.
Alex> "Hello again sweetheart. Long time no see. It looks like you were really trying to get out of here".
I approached her and held onto her upper arm.
Alex> "I guess this means that I didn't tie you tight enough. Next time I think a more stringent position might be necessary".
Mary lee let out with a loud but extremely muffled scream of protest.
Alex> "You probably are thirsty and need to use the bathroom. I am going to untie you, but any sign that you might run or scream and you probably know what will happen."
Mary lee sadly and knowingly nodded yes with her head. I proceeded to first work on her gag. Because the construction type duct tape was so tough, I really had to use all my strength to start to peel it back. Thank god I first used the elastic bandage to protect her face. After about 3 minutes and a lot of Mary lee's squealing I managed to unwind the duct tape from around her head. The elastic bandage was nowhere to be seen so I had guessed that it came of with the duct tape ball that I had just tossed on the floor. The only part of the gag that was left was the washcloth mouth wad. Even that took time to get out.I started to work the overly large wash cloth out of her opened mouth. I had not realised how large it was when I stuffed it in originally. Finally the last of the washcloth came out of Mary lee's mouth and I asked her if she was thirsty.
Mary lee, (sarcastically) "Of course I'm thirsty. I've had a washcloth in my mouth for the last 20 minutes. Please untie my arms, I can't feel them anymore. "
Alex> "First take a drink." I held the can of root beer up to her lips and steadied her around the shoulders with my other arm. After taking a long swig, Mary lee looked me right in the eye.
Mary lee> "Thank you Alex, I really have to go to the bathroom and wash my hands and face. Could you please untie me now?"
I nodded and proceeded to start unwrapping the duct tape from around her legs. Mary lee moaned that her arms were the ones that really needed the unwrapping first. I had always been regimented about the order of things when tying these girls. When tying them up it had to be in order. Wrists first, than elbows ankles next, followed by knees, finally the gag. Extra curricular things like hogtie rope for instance would follow. The same was done when untying, only in reverse order.
Finally Mary lee let out a very audible sigh of relief as her elbow and wrist bindings came of. I had to steady her again and helped over to a nearby chair. Mary lee sat down and started with the 29-question routine.
Mary lee> "Alex, usually these tie up games are a lot of fun, but please don't ever leave me alone again. I really was very frightened alone in that closet. I thought that you would never come back."
Mary lee and I just sat there for a while, discussing about her experience, I inquired about her favourite part of the evening so far, and her least favourite. Her least favourite was the elbow tie. She was very curious about how I came up with doing it. I just told her that the idea popped into my head. (I really didn't want to share my detective magazine cover collection with anyone just yet), not even my little sister.
When I prompted her about her favourite thing during the experience, Mary lee blushed and said that she really liked the "kidnapping'" aspect of when I physically dragged her down the stairs with my hand over her mouth. I could see that for some reason she was embarrassed by this, so I didn't push it any further. I did make a mental note to do it again to her. After a 5-minute rest I instructed Mary lee to go in the downstairs bathroom and clean up a bit. She asked why and I told her of my kidnapping the Clark sister's plan. Mary lee pretty much reiterated what Eileen had said earlier about Vivian maybe going along with it, but no chance with Joan. I helped her off the chair and put my arm around her shoulder as I escorted her to the bathroom.
Mary lee> "by the way Alex, were is Eileen"?"
I had to go with the old bondage clique and say," oh she's hanging around, somewhere"!
Mary lee, for some reason giggled at this and stated that she wanted to see her. I told her after she got done in the bathroom there would be plenty of time for reunions. Mary lee agreed with this and closed the bathroom door. I decided to spend the waiting time with my "swinging" little sister. Eileen was in the other part of the basement. When I had left her about 10 minutes ago her toes were barely touching the floor. Now, she seemed to be fairly well planted with the balls of her feet almost touching. Either the rope stretched out or my little sister did. Either way she looked rather relieved to see me. I just grinned and went over to her and gently nudged her body, as if to push her off the remaining stack of books. Eileen let out a high pitched squeal when she thought she would be free hanging at any second. I showed mercy and held on to her before she went off.
Walking behind her I undid the gag. She was also relieved at this. We talked for a while, and I decided that the rope was not the thing that stretched out. Eileen's legs appeared to grow an inch or so.I remember thinking ......"no young girl should posses a set of gams like those."
I untied the other end of the rope from a nearby doorknob. I let Eileen feel that I was taking her down from her suspension. Just when she seemed to be relaxed with this thought, I quickly yanked the rope as tight as I could get it. Eileen let out a short yelp of frustration. Now she was even more "taught" than the original position. I just laughed at her predicament. Eileen just glared at me with a half smile on her face.
Eileen> " oh, you are so bad! I thought for sure that you were going to let me down. Alex this is even tighter than before, please give me a break. How much longer are you going to keep me like this?"
Alex> "I don't know sis. What's the date today."
Eileen > "Real funny. Where's Mary lee"
Coincidentally, Mary lee picked that time to come out of the bathroom. Her hair was combed, and she had managed to straighten herself out quite nicely. She must have found my Mom's make-up in the bathroom. She had managed just to put on the right amount of rouge, and slight eye lash work, along with a sutle color of pink, slightly shiny, lip gloss.
Just as I was about to complement her on her quick repair job, there was a knock on the door upstairs. Eileen, Mary lee, and I did a perfectly choreographed jump. I quickly picked up the 4' long torn bed sheet and walked over behind Eileen. I sternly looked at Mary lee and put my index finger to my mouth, telling her to be quiet. Before Eileen could say or do anything, I tightly cleave gagged her, wrapping the cloth in and around her mouth several times. She let out a few muffled grunts and groans as I tied the ends off rather tightly at the back of her head. Going back over to Mary lee I think I surprised her when I simply took a nearby neckerchief out of my "tie- up" bag and proceeded to arrange the cloth in a triangle way. I had seen this done during some TV shows particularly the westerns.
Mary lee looked puzzled when I stepped behind her and tied it OVER her mouth. Anytime I had gagged her in the past; there was no chance of talking. I think she realised that a full intelligible conversation was possible with this type of muffler. I asked her to say something.
Mary lee> "What do you want me to say. Hey, you could gag me like this all the time. I like this a lot."
Alex> "Don't get used to it sweetheart, you and the skimpy gag are just a prop to help in the abduction of the two Clark sisters, who are at the back door as we speak. Let's get up there. I want you to play along with what I tell them, understand?"
Mary lee just nodded her head. I turned my attentions to my hanging little sister.
Alex> "Time for some easy reading little sister."
With that, I abruptly pulled two books out from underneath Eileen. Her long body stretched to its limit. Eileen let out a short gasp of air, and looked daggers at me as I led her friend by the arm, up the stairs.
Mary Lee was very cooperative.
We got to the first landing and out of Eileen's vision.This was something I had been waitting for. Abruptly and very roughly I slapped my hand over Mary Lee"s Mouth. She reacted in a very startled manner. With my other arm I grabbed both her arms and roughly forced them behind her back by the elbows.
"You listen up good, Blondie. You are going to assist me in the kidnapping of Joan and Vivian.Remember your little friend is tied and very helpless in the basement.If you follow my lead and do everything I say, everyone should be O.K......UNDERSTAND"???!!!
Mary Lee looked like she was ready to panic. When she didn't imeadiatly respond I tightened my grip on her elbows. She quickly tried to shake her head that she agreeed but my grip on her mouth was like a vice.
"I'll take that as a yes",I closely whisperd in her ear.
I released my hold on her and adjusted the loose gag around her mouth, putting just slightly more tourque to it.
We got to the top of the stairs, and again I told Mary lee to go along with whatever I told the Clark sisters. She just shook her head yes, but still had a very suspicious look on her face. That was ok, I liked that look on her. I instructed Mary lee to open the door. When she did, there stood Joan and Vivian Clark. Joan was 17 years old and Vivian just turned 16. Both girls were very pretty. Vivian was built almost identical to Mary lee, while Joan was (as I have mentioned before), a young Victoria Principal look-a-like. Right now, though, the most attractive thing about the two girls was the look of shock on their faces, when they saw a gagged Mary lee greet them, with me standing in the background.
Joan> "what the heck is going on, are you all right Mary lee?"
Mary lee> (talking through the gag)"(giggling) "Oh just fine. Why do you ask?"
Alex> "Come on in girls. We were just setting up for the party, and Mary lee just could not quit talking, so I had to do something about it."
The girls all laughed, and walked into the house. I closed the door behind them and locked it. "Come into my parlour"... I thought to myself.
Vivian> " Why don't you just pull the handkerchief down off your mouth? "
Alex> "I told her that if she did, I would have to tie her hands behind her back".
This was the moment of truth. I wondered how the girls would react to that statement.
Vivian> "Oh, how could he do that? It would be so easy to get loose."
After Vivian had made the comment. I decided to demonstrate on Mary lee.
Alex> "Mary lee put your hands in front of you and hold them together while I go see if I can find something to tie them with".
I walked into my room and got out a couple of long strips of torn bed sheet. When I got back all three girls were giggling.
Joan then asked," Oh by the way were is the birthday girl?"
Mary lee and I just looked at each other and I explained that Eileen went out to get the pizza for the party. Joan and Vivian accepted the explanation.
I then set about the task of loosely tying Mary lee's wrist in front of her. Vivian just laughed, and walked over and pulled Mary lee's wrist bindings off of her. The girls all giggled. Mary lee still had not uttered a word. After the laughter died down and I feigned embarrassment, I asked the three girls for another chance. As I was pondering my next move, Mary lee spoke up...
Mary lee (talking through the gag)"Hey, I have a great scam that we can play on Eileen for her birthday. Let's make her think that a burglar broke into the house and tied us all up. I turned bright red as the silence in the air could be cut with a knife.
Vivian> "That would be pretty cool. I guess we could get Alex to tie us, if he wants."
Joan was a little more apprehensive.
Joan> "I really don't want to, but you two can go ahead, while I just watch."
Alex> "Ok Joan but when Eileen comes home your going to have to hide."
Vivian> "We can tell Eileen that the burglar took her away."
Alex> "Ok girls I guess I can make you nice and comfortable by tying you up in my room. First I guess I should gag you both here and tie your hands."
Quickly and faking nervousness, I loosely tied Vivian's wrist in front of her. Mary lee was next.The only difference being that I tied her wrists behind her and a great amount tighter. I then took a 3-foot length of bed sheet and placed it over Vivian's mouth in a loose detective style gag. I tied it behind her ponytail. I did this in order not to panic or make suspicious Vivian's older sister, Joan.
As we all marched to my room, Joan called out that we should all have a "good time". My thought at this point was "yea right. I know for sure one of us is going to have a good time."
I looked back at Joan, watching television calmly, as if nothing else was happening in the house. After I led the girls into my bedroom the door was closed. I put on my burglar voice and instructed Mary lee to sit on the edge of the bed. She complied. Mary Lee sat down and tried to adjust her very short dress.
In a standing position the dress would stop about 5 inches above her knees. In a seated position it was bunched up at the upper thigh area. I was in full view of some very well formed young gams. For a split second there was even a flash of white cotton,under pants.It was very interesting to watch her struggle for modesty.
I went to the closet and retrieve my "tie-up bag", full of bed sheets. I than went to Vivian and unbound her wrists.
Vivian> "Hey Alex I guess your a little more prepared for this than I thought."
I gently brought Vivian's wrist behind her back and tied them off rather securely. Vivian let out a squeal of protest as I took another long length of bed sheet and crushed her elbows together behind her back. At this point Mary lee was trying to tell Vivian that it was all just a game.
Mary Lee.. " He's not going to HURT us.Just do what he says and well be OK."
Vivian settled down a little bit but still had a concern in her voice.
Vivian> (talking through the loose fitting detective gag)"This is too much could you please loosen the wraps around my elbows?"
Alex> "Sure Vivian, just relax, it's just a game. Let me loosen that gag first, ok.
Vivian seemed rather relieved as I started to loosen her gag. That "relief" was very short lived though. It's pretty amazing how a loose "detective gag" can quickly become a very tight, and effective cleave gag with just one motion. After I had untied Vivian's gag, I waited for just the right moment. That moment came as soon as Vivian opened her mouth to thank me. As hard as I could, I quickly pulled the bed sheet between her parted lips. Vivian let out a very startled but muffled scream of protest. I was very glad that big sister Joan had the TV on a rock concert and the volume up higher than normal. I forced Vivian to her knees and tied both them and her ankles. I then went to work on Mary lee. I tied her in the same manner, if not a little tighter, than her younger friend. As an afterthought I very strictly hogtied each girl.
I looked down at the two young captives. Vivian was lying on her side, looking up at me with "surprised" eyes. I could tell by this look, that she did not expect anything this elaborate, when she agreed to let me tie her up. She really looked like she was getting ready to panic, at any second. As I surveyed her, I realized that maybe I had been too elaborate with this hog-tie, considering this was her first time tied up ever. She was very tightly gagged with a single wind of bed sheet buried between her teeth and lips. As I have mentioned before, Vivian was lying on her left side, looking up at me and being very still. I think she knew that there was no way she was going to loosen her wrists. I would just like to go on with the story by saying that Vivian's elbows were also bound behind her, but that would be quite the understatement. I think the proper term would be, "crushed" together. I knew that Vivian participated in gymnastics. Very flexible indeed.
I took advantage of this and hog-tied her more strenuously than I had ever done with Eileen or Mary lee. As I gazed down at Vivian, some quick thoughts came into my head. Planning ahead, I realized that my next order of business would come in steps. Step 1...get Joan bound and gagged as soon as possible. I realised that as soon as I left the room to try and talk (bribe?) Joan Clark into being tied up she would first want to see her younger sister and make sure she was all right. She just might run off screaming if she saw the position her younger sibling had been put in. The only thing these girls new about being "tied up" is the loose hands behind the back, ankles tied and loose "detective" style of gag that they saw on television shows like Charlie's Angels, or The Girl from U.N.C.L.E. Thinking about the "detective" gag gave me an idea. As I bent down to loosen Vivian's hog-tie rope I glance over at my other captive, Mary lee.
I marvelled at how much she really looked like Marcia Brady. Of course you would have to picture this "Marcia Brady", wearing a very short dress (70's style) that was bunched up around her hips, from struggling in a hog-tie position. Also picture Marcia Brady with her ankles tied behind her, elbows also bound, as were her knees and ankles. Now picture Marcia Brady with those ankles secured all the way to her bound wrists. And if you could keep imagining, picture Marcia Brady with a white strip of bed sheet cleaved so tightly between her lips and pulling her mouth back, that she cannot even close her mouth. I looked Mary lee right in the eye, and just to be even more of a villain, I winked at her. You can imagine my utter surprise when this girl winked right back at me. I stopped untying Vivian (much to her consternation), just long enough to kneel down and place my hand on Mary lee's nylon covered thigh. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "you are having way too much fun at this game"
Again, Mary lee winked at me and even let out a little gagged giggle. I just chuckled and went back to work unting Vivian. To say Vivian was relieved to be out of the hog-tie was again an understatement. I untied her elbows also, which brought out a very audible sigh of relief. Vivian seemed very curious as I had her sit on the floor with her back to the wall. She was still in no position to go anywhere, still being tied at the wrist and ankles. I also made no move to loosen the very tightly tied cleave gag. She looked at me both accusingly and with trepidation as I took another 2-foot length of bed sheet and folded it into a gag triangle. I placed this over her mouth and secured it behind her head. I proceeded to do the exact same with Mary lee. After I was done I surveyed the two girls sitting on the floor before me. Vivian and Mary lee looked like two captives you would see on any television show. Both were tied identically.... Wrist behind, ankles, and gagged with a simple cloth over their mouths. As I had stated before, Mary lee was attired in her short dress, pantyhose, and platform shoes.
Vivian was dressed in a very small pair of cut off jean shorts, tank top, and gym shoes, along with white ankle socks. Both girls eyed me as I got up and stood in front of them
Alex> "I want you both to be good girls and keep it quiet. You will have a couple of other girls to keep you company in just a little while."
I cracked open the bedroom door and looked down the long hallway. Joan was still watching the rock concert on T.V. More than 20 minutes had past since I had first taken the two girls into the bedroom to tie them. I thought that I had better make some contact with Joan to let her know everything was all right. I was even planning to take her to her sister, so that she could see we were just playing a game. All she would see was two girls bound and gagged, just like on T.V. I was hoping that her lack of "gag knowledge" would also disguise the fact that the girls would not be communicating with her, because they agreed not to talk through the loosely tied bed sheet over their mouths.
Before I went to "get" Joan, I decided to blindfold my two young captives. This way neither girl could use their beautiful eyes to warn Joan of their real predicament. I picked up a three-foot long piece of bed sheet and approached Vivian first. She looked at me and cowered against the wall. After some reassuring words from me she allowed me to tightly tie the blindfold over her eyes. Just to make sure that sight was impossible, I quickly waved my hand in front of her face. There was no reaction. Mary lee eyed me, and gave me just a little bit of a pretend "fight", as I did the same to her. After a quick, but meticulous examination of the two girls bonds, I assured myself that escape was impossible. Opening up the bedroom door a crack, and to my surprise Joan Clark was standing there with her hand up in the air, just about ready to knock.
Joan (smiling) "Alex, just what is going on in there. You three have been doing this for over 25 minutes."
Alex> "Uhhhhh, yea, were just having a good old time in here. Care to join us"?
Joan> "No, I don't think I would like to be tied up. But can I see what you did to them"?
Alex> "Sure you can Joan, but don't talk to them. The girls agreed to be quiet and make believe that they are being held captive"
Joan> "Well.... Ok."
I opened the door and Joan walked through. When she looked down at the girls she let out a very audible gasp. I quickly grabbed her arm and put my fingers to my lips, in a "shushing" motion. It was at this point that I was mentally patting myself on the back, as far as my idea to take off the elbow and knee restraints. It was definitely a good idea to hide the very tight cleave gags behind the detective, over the mouth gags.
I looked down at Joan Clark and marvelled. She was the best looking 14 year old girl you could ever imagine. As I have stated before Joan looked a lot like a very young Victoria Principal.
Joan had short brown hair, brown eyes, and an incredible naive smile. Believe it or not, when I say Joan looked like a very young Victoria Principal, I just don't mean in the facial features. She was a 14-year-old with an 18-year-old body. Usually Joan dressed conservatively (especially with boys around). There was always talk in the locker room, that some guys thought that she was a little on the pudgy side. She always seemed to have on a loose fitting sweatshirt, to match her loose fitting jeans. I knew better. Joan came over every once in a while to swim in our pool. Although she always wore a one-piece swimsuit, there was no denying that this was "all girl".
Her manner of attire was more exposed today. I guess she felt more comfortable when she figured only girls would be at the slumber party. Today Joan Clark looked magnificent. She had on a loose fitting tank top, that came down to just above her navel, a short pair of cut-off jeans with some kind of white lace trimming. From there we would have to get on a bus to travel down her long gorgeous legs to see that she was wearing the typical gym shoes and ankle socks.
Joan> "How long are you going to play this game Alex. Eileen might be mad at you when she comes home and finds them all tied like that."
I just chuckled to myself, for obvious reasons.
Alex> " Well Joan, I was thinking that it would be a pretty cool prank to play on my sister, if we let her find the girls just like this. In fact I was really hoping that you would let me tie you up."
Joan> "I really don't want to Alex. I think I would be too scared."
Alex> " Oh don't worry about that. You will probably be able to get your hands free any time you want. Do you think I'm a professional kidnapper or something?"
Joan> (nervously giggling) " I don't know about that, but I still have to say .....no".
I was getting a little nervous during this conversation. I wanted to get Eileen from the basement and have her join the other captives in the bedroom. Joan was really making me work very hard at this. The thought did enter my mind, that I should just grab her and tie her against her will. I really wasn't into that kind of thing. Besides, the ramification from both my folks and Joan's parents wasn't something I wanted in my life. I quickly thought back to all the tricks I had used on Eileen and Mary lee in our past games. These tricks basically boiled down to 3 things... asking, begging and bribery. I had already asked. I would not beg (I really doubted that Joan would respect me for that) so the choice was obvious.
Alex> " Ok. Joan, I understand. I'll tell you what; let me just tie your hands in front of you and you will see how easy it will be to get loose."
Joan > "No Alex, I don't want to.
Alex> "Here just let me show you something. Put you wrist together in front of you."
I stood in front of Joan with a length of bed sheet in my hands. She didn't lift her wrist up like I asked, so with a smile on my face I gently grabbed both her wrist and brought them up to chest level. There was just the hint of resistance as I slowly and loosely wound the sheet around her slim wrist.
Joan> (looking more nervous, but trying to hide it from me) " Alex, you are crazy. Ok, ok. Have your fun, but there is no way I am going to get tied up like Mary lee and Vivian. Come on Alex. What are you up to".
Alex> "I'm just having some fun."
I wound the sheet around Joan's wrists a third time and very loosely knotted it.
Alex> "Ok. try and get fee. I'll bet you can't."
Joan wiggled her wrists back and forth, while examining the sheet work. After a couple attempts, she decided to use her teeth. Within a couple minutes, she was totally free.
Joan> " Ta Da. That was rather easy."
Alex> "Hey no fair, you can't use your teeth. Here let me put a stop to that."
I retreived the nearby role of masking tape and tore off an 8-inch strip.
Joan> " And just what are you going to do with that?"
I held the tape up to Joan's lips and told her to press them together. Joan just laughingly rolled her eyes heaven and did as I asked. I gently placed the tape over her lips and firmly pressed it in place. At any time Joan could have just parted her lips and displaced the tape. For now, she played along.
I picked up the bed sheet and cautiously brought Joan's wrist behind her back. All the time watching her eyes and body language for any signs of genuine distress. She did let out a very questioning muffled protest underneath the tape, as I tied her wrist behind her, rather tightly. It was at this point that I knew I had another captive in my house. As soon as I started to wind more bed sheet loosely around her elbows, Joan opened her mouth and broke the tape seal.
Joan> " Alex, I knew you were up to something. Let me go."
Alex > " Joan, just relax we're just playing a little game"
Joan > "What kind of game calls for me being tied up like this?"
Alex > " The game is called KIDNAP. Eileen and I play all the time. The only difference is YOU'RE IT!"
It was at this point that I started to torque down on her elbows. Joan let out a gasp as I worked to bring her elbows together.
Maybe it was because of Joan's "physical" endowment up front, or maybe she just wasn't co-operating the way the other girls did but no matter how I tried I just couldn't bring her elbows together behind her. Joan was audibly complaining about it being to tight, and I thought that any further pulling on my part might cause some physical damage. I got her elbows within a couple inches of each other and quickly cinched it off. I grabbed Joan by the shoulders and spun her around so she was facing me. I grabbed the hanging piece of masking tape and tore it off her face.
Joan> "Come on Alex"."This has been kind of fun, but let me go now ok?"
Alex " I'll make you a deal Joan. You let me kidnap you until Eileen gets home and I'll pay you 10 dollars."
Joan just eyed me up.
Joan > " What happens if I say no."
Alex > " Then I guess you get kidnapped anyway, beautiful."
Joan > "Oh, thanks for the
choice".
Joan thought for a moment and finally said
"Ok. Alex I'll play the game, but only until Eileen gets here. Then I get my 10 dollars."
Alex > " It's a deal. Now start walking into the bedroom."
Joan walked towards the bedroom. I followed her ,keeping my eyes on her gorgeous young butt the whole way.
I explained the basic rules of the game. I was the burglar, the girls were the victims. I would tie them and rob the house and talk very menacingly.They would cower in fear.
Joan agreed to it all as I told her to sit on the bedroom floor. I told her that from now until she gets untied she should be in her damsel in distress "character". I didn't think that she would have a problem being a good actress. Especially with what I had planned.
I helped Joan to sit on the floor. She was still complaining about the tightness of the elbow bindings. I assured her that I would fix them in a minute. By now Vivian and Mary Lee had heard us and knew someone else was in the room. Joan was sitting with her long legs stretched out in front of her. I started to wind a sheet around her ankles.
I cinched Joan's ankles very tightly.When she complained I told her to get used to it. Joan got into character at this point and decided to earn her 10 dollars.
Joan > " Please, don't hurt me".
What came next ,was me taking off the other two girl's blindfolds. The three girls looked at each other and let out a collective squeal of distress. The struggling really started happening when I got some more bed sheets and tied Vivian's elbows as tight as they were the previous time. Next came her knees. Joan just watched in both amazement and fearful anticipation as I turned to Mary lee and did the same procedure. Joan had tried talking to the two girls and seemed to wonder why there was only a muffled response. I was about to show her! I crawled behind a seated Mary lee and undid her "detective" gag, revealing the extremely tight cleave. Joan locked eyes with Mary lee and let out a confused gasp. When I undid Vivian's outward mouth covering Joan started to protest.
Giving Joan my best evil eye I knelt down behind her.
Joan > " Alex they're choking. Their faces are turning red".
Alex> " What color do you prefer Joan? I could tightend everything and give you a dark purple shade if you wish".
Joan looked confused and very concerned.
I concentrated on enjoying the binding of this girl. Joan's knees came next. She just kept eyeing me up and looked like she was afraid of what would come next.
I cinched off Joan's knee binding as tight as I could. If this material was rope Joan would really be in trouble, but as I had mentioned before, that is why I used torn strips of bed sheets. You could tie them pretty much as tight as possible but the "victim" wouldn't be all that uncomfortable.
It was then that I positioned myself behind Joan. It was a fantastic feeling to be mennacing this young fox. In the past she had been the object of a great deal of fantasies of mine. I could smell the shampoo in her hair that she must have recently used. Unknown to Joan, I had taken a large washcloth out of my pocket. I had it balled up in my hands. Joan was to busy watching Vivian and Mary lee to realize what was about to happen to her. Vivian screamed a warning into her gag, but it only came out a garbled mess. Joan was just turning her head to say something to me, when I decided to pounce. Pulling back her head, by the hair, Joan let out an audible gasp. That is exactly what I was waiting for.
I jammed the washcloth between her teeth. Joan gave me a fight unlike anything Mary Lee or Eileen ever did. She did not want this washcloth stuffed in her mouth. I just kept on pushing as she kept on gasping, and whimpering. After some 30 seconds, and with Joan near exhaustion, she gave in and let me jam the cloth all the way in.
I had originally misjudged the size of the cloth. It was much too large for Joan Clark, but through perseverance she was effectively muffled. While holding the cloth in her mouth with one hand, I retrieved a long piece of bed sheet and started to wind it around her mouth, starting between her lips. I spared no strength as I wound the cloth around her face. After 3 or 4 wraps I tightly knotted it off at the back of her head.
I then rolled Joan on her stomach and began the preparations for her hog-tie. She knew what was coming because of the identical way her young friends were rendered helpless. Joan only gave a small pitiful whimper as I brought her long legs up to her wrists and knotted it off.
As a final touch I tied a piece of sheet through Joan's gag and yanked tightly, until her head came backwards off the floor. She was then rolled on her side so I could get more tourque .I brought her ankles up behind her and tied the other end of the sheet to her ankles.This forced the cleave gag even deeper, burying the cloth so far in her mouth, she couldn't even touch her lips together. I then cinched the sheet holding the back of the gag to her elbow bindings.
I didn't want to take a lot of time doing the same to the other girls. Maybe when I came back with Eileen, I would redo their bindings and have some more fun. Right now I was more interested in seeing the Clark sisters faces when I brought up my little sister to join them. I wondered how they would feel when their only hope of rescue was a damsel in distress, herself.
I warned the three girls to be quiet as I left the room.
As I started down the basement stairs to "get" Eileen, I started to get a guilty conscience on what I had done to Joan. I had tied her tighter than any of the other three girls. I really didn't think that she would be comfortable in the hog-tie position for too long. That feeling of guilt disapated when I talked myself into the fact that this was just a game.
I got to the bottom of the stairs. Eileen saw me and let out a muffled, angry cry. She had now been hanging by her wrist for almost a half-hour. My little sister's hair was a little damp with perspiration and she looked extremely uncomfortable. Her too short baby doll nightie had risen up her hips and now stopped just above her butt line.
I have mentioned before that Eileen was my little sister and there was never any sexual contact between us. That being said ...I must admit that I had to fight back a strong urge to reach out and stroke one of her perfect thighs.
Instead I retrieved a couple of books and placed then underneath Eileen's feet. I could see by the look on her face that she was greatly relieved at this. Eileen started to beg and give me the goo'goo eyes, while garbling that she wanted to be untied and the gag taken off. I refused to untie her but did relent and unfasten the tight cleave gag.
Eileen (pleading)> "Alex come on this has gone way to far. What have you done with my girlfriends? Are they all right? Please untie me, I can't take this anymore."
Alex> "I will be right back Eileen. I have a surprise for you."
Eileen > "NO ALEX, your surprises are really starting to scare me"
I ignored my little sister as she hung by her wrist with her ankles bound, perched on top of the books. I went to the utility room in the basement and almost immediately found something that I had been hiding for a while down there.
I put the nylon stocking over my head, covering my face. Little sis and I had played the " burglar" game so many times in the past that the "frightened" novelty for her seemed to be wearing off. I figured that if she couldn't see my face and I looked like a real burglar, than maybe we could be a little more inventive in our games. As soon as I stepped out of the utility room and Eileen spotted me, I knew my ploy worked a whole lot better than I could have hoped for. Eileen opened her mouth to scream. I quickly ran the 15 feet to where she was hanging and kicked out ALL the books that she was standing on. This action stifled the scream in her mouth just long enough for me to jump behind her and clamp my hand over her mouth. With my other arm I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close to me. Eileen seemed to be in a temporary state of surprised shock. Her toes were just barely touching the carpeted floor of the basement. Her lips were working overtime trying to get loose from my gagging hand. I whispered in her ear and tried to reassure her that this was still part of "our game".
Quickly I reached into my back pocket and got out one of the ever-present white, bed sheet strips. I very methodically, forced the strip of cloth between Eileen's lips and pulled her head back. I tightened the strip as tight as I could and cinched off the ends at the back of her long dark hair. Eileen was red in the face, from her struggles. She looked at me accusingly as I bent down and untied her ankles. After I had done this I let her hang and wiggle her legs. I watched this action for a couple of minutes, until I sensed my younger sister was tiring. I again walked behind her and noticed that I had gagged her with a bed sheet that was about 6 feet in length. Because I had only single cleaved her there was about four feet of sheet dangling down her back. This gave me am idea. Working mehodically I grabbed Eileen right, bobby socked covered ankle and pulled it up behind her. As I had mentioned earlier, Eileen was a cheerleader and in great shape. She was extremely flexible. Therefore I was able to pull her right ankle up to her butt.
I reached up to the hanging gag cloth and pulled Eileen mouth and head so far back that she was forced to look up at the ceiling. I then proceeded to tie the other end of the gag cloth around her ankle. When I was finished with the tie off, I gently and slowly let her ankle go.
To describe this scene would not do it justice.
Picture this girl in a short baby doll nightie. Long, perfect, young, legs straining to find purchase on a carpeted basement floor. Her wrist are bound tightly over her head, and tied off to basement rafters. Now picture her tightly cleave gagged, with the gag tied off to her upraised ankle.
Walking up to Eileen I gently held her face in my hands and peered down into her eyes.
Alex> "Eileen, I know that you will probably never allow me to tie you up again, so you will have to excuse me if I make the very best of my last time. I am going to go up and get your three girlfriends and bring them down here one at a time"
Quickly I bounded up the stairs leaving Eileen dangling. I looked back at her and realized that I couldn't let her stay in that position for a long time. Her breaths were coming in short gasps. Her face was forced upward ,looking at the ceiling. She couldn't even tell that I was leaving the basement. Quickly bounding up the stairs.
I arrived at my closed bedroom door and listened for a moment. I could assertain that the girls all seemed to be still gagged. In the few minutes that I was listening their were a few muffled comments made, but of course communication was imposible.
Quickly I opened the door and was met with a site that I did not expect. Mary Lee was was just as I had left her, tightly hogtied, and gagged. It was obvious that she had tried to get loose, being that her short dress was up to her waist and her hair was a mess. Joan and Mary Lee let out a startled muffled scream when the door was abruptly opened. I was shocked to see that Joan, although still hogtied, was free of the restraing cloth that forced her gag back toward her elbows. The cloth was just hanging there. It somehow got untied.
I looked around the room and realized that Vivian was missing. I panicked slightly as I looked in the closet for her. Joan and Mary Lee were both trying to make a lot of noise and attract my attention from the search. Both girls looked very frightened as they looked at me, with my "burglar" mask on. The only place left to look in the room was under the bed. I started to chuckle and that seemed to even scare the girls more.
Alex> "Come out, come out, were ever you are"
Then when the girls least expected it I bent down and found Vivian hiding under the bed. The expression in her eyes was pure terror. I put my hand under the bed and grabbed her ankle. Vivian put up a mild struggle as I pulled her from underneath the bed. As she struggled I figured this was a great chance to 'cop a feel'. While pulling Vivian out ,my hands went from her ankles and traveled up her legs to rest for a moment on her young butt. Vivian knew exactly what I was doing , by the look in her eyes, and she wasn't a bit happy about it. I leaned over and said,
"Too bad beautiful but, this is what happens when you cross the burglar. I know that you got out of the hogtied rope, and that you helped your big sister out. If you think that you were tied up before wait until I get you in the basement"
When the three young captives heard the words "basement'' they all screamed. The girls were all gagged so tightly that the noise barely left the room.
Alex> "O.K. ladies we are all going to make a trip downstairs. I have a little surprise for you down there. Vivian ,I have some definite plans for you, seeing as you fancy yourself to be a little Houdini. But first, i would like to memorialze this 'kidnapping' with a few photos."
All thre girls looked at each other as I rumedged through my dresser drawer. When I brought out the polaroid camera, the girls again screamed and cried into their gags. I looked at the camera and realized I had six or seven rolls of unused film lying in the drawer. I roughly grabbed Vivian and made her sit next to her sister. Instructing both young girls to look at the camera. I snapped the first shot. For the next 25 minutes or so I repositioned the girls the way I wanted them. Because of my extensive 'detective magazine' collection, I knew what I wanted as far as damsel photos.
' Photo 1' showed a closeup of Vivian and Joan. Both girls are staring at the camera and look very scared. Tears are even forming in Joans eyes. Before the photo was taken I tightened the girls cleave gags so that, it appeared that the their lovely faces were distorted.
' Photo 2' showed all three girls lying on their stomachs. I got on top of my desk chair and took an 'arial' picture of this. All three girls have their elbows, wrist, knees and ankles tightly bound with bedsheets. In addition all three are extremely tightly gagged with cleaves buried between their teeth.
'Photo 3' showed Mary Lee seated on the floor. Her long legs are stretched out in front of her. I had smoothed her skirt down to where it was supposed to be. Even then it just barely covers her lower thighs. She is looking at the camera (as instructed) and shows a lot of fear in her eyes. Mary Lee has her hands tied behind her along with her elbows. The wrist are out to her right side to show that they are tightly bound (also as instructed). She is tightly cleave gagged and tied at both knees and ankles.
'Photo 4' Showed Vivian Clark tied as I had originally had her older sister in the bedroom. She is tightly hogtied and her mouth is stretched back because the gag is tied off to her elbow bindings. There is a look of panic in her eyes. (understandably!)