By request,
It was just Kelsey's luck that it would have to start raining. As she walked home from the pool, her soaking towel the only thing between the freezing rain and her swimsuit-clad body, she shivered like mad. She was half-running back home, her brother Victor following close behind. He was 16, just less than a year younger than his sister. With their parents working more than ever, they ended up spending more time with each other. That was supposed to be the case again today, but mother nature proved to be a cruel mistress. Kelsey quickly unlocked the door and they made their way inside. Both she and her brother ran to their rooms to grab fresh towels, which they quickly put to use.
Victor, dressed in his fire decal swim trunks, wasn't a huge athlete. He plays street basketball with his school friends sometimes, so he's lean but not very muscular. His brown hair was kept short enough that it only took a few seconds with the towel to make it dry. He threw the towel into his pile of laundry to do. Reaching into his dresser to pull out a change of clothes, he paused. Smiling, he closed the dresser and made his way to his sister's room.
Kelsey, on the other hand, had a much longer drying time. She was a few inches shorter than her brother, who came to just below six feet, making her a hair taller than most other girls at school. Her dark blue one-piece swimsuit showed off her body nicely, toned from three years of high school volleyball. Her long, brown hair that rested just below her shoulders was completely drenched, and would stay that way for most of the day. Kelsey sighed, knowing that was the best she could do without a blow dryer. As she put the towel down, she heard a knock at her door.
"You good?" Victor asked, as he opened the door. "Oh cool, you haven't changed yet."
"No, but I was about to," Kelsey responded, crossing her arms. "What's up?"
"Now that we have the whole day to kill, I was thinking now was a good time to do another one of our games." He gestured towards her closet, which contained all of their various ropes and tape.
Kelsey thought for a second, and then shrugged. "Yeah, we have time to kill, let's do it."
She opened the closet and Victor grabbed the box, quickly sorting through what he wanted to use. After digging through the box a bit, he noticed they were out of duct tape. Grumbling, he left to find another roll. Thankfully there was one on the kitchen counter, so he took that one, making a mental note to return it after. Entering the room, he saw Kelsey had decided to continue trying to towel dry her hair, and getting pretty much nowhere. She sighed as he came back in, throwing the towel off to the side.
Ready to start, Kelsey faced away from him and put her hands behind her. Victor took a piece of rope and started looping around her wrists. He passed it between a few times before tying it off. Grabbing the next coil, he started the same process at her elbows. This was not their first time doing this, and Kelsey had gotten more accustomed to having her elbows tied, so they touched with relative ease. Tying that off, he went back to his collection and grabbed the longest piece he could find. He started wrapping that around her body, alternating above and below her breasts. Tying this off in between her body and arms, it pinned her arms against her back.
"Alright, how's that feeling?" Victor asked, stepping back.
Kelsey took a second and tried moving her arms. With her arms pinned against her body, she couldn't really move them away, and her elbows prevented much side movement. She was very much stuck.
"Yup, feels pretty tight," she told him, flexing her fingers.
"Ok cool," Victor said, turning away. "Now let's shut you up."
Going into her dresser, he pulled out a pair of ankle socks. Kelsey opened her mouth, and the socks quickly went inside. Victor reached back and grabbed his roll of duct tape. He ripped off a piece and put the roll back. Victor pushed the socks behind his sister's teeth, before pushing up gently on her chin. Making sure she was biting down, he put the tape over her lips, smoothing it from end to end. He quickly ripped off a few more pieces and placed them over the first. Liking the way that tape helps to gag someone, but not liking the look, Victor took one of his sister's scarves and tied it over the tape, covering it.
Satisfied, he continued his work. He grabbed another piece and started looping it around Kelsey's torso. With the rope in front, he passed it in between her legs, and his sister already knew what was coming. He pulled on the rope, and the thin swimsuit did little to prevent the rope from going inside her. She let out a quiet squeal and shook a bit, the sensation of the rope taking her by surprise. Victor pulled a little tighter, before tying that rope off to her wrists.
He threw his sister over his shoulder, before grabbing her legs and swinging her back down onto the floor. Sitting down on the floor, Kelsey shifted her weight so her legs were straight out in front of her. Every movement caused the crotch rope to move, and caused Kelsey to wriggle. Victor grabbed more rope and started on her ankles. He looped the rope around a couple times, before passing it in between and cinching it off. He then took more rope and did the same thing above and below her knees. Tying off the final knot, he stood up to look at his work.
He saw two bands of rope running across his sister's chest, knowing that they pinned her arms against her body. Her arms, connected at the wrists and elbows, were also in control of another rope. The one going through her crotch, which shifted every time she moved. Her legs were tied at the ankles, knees and thighs, so even if she could stand there was no way she was going anywhere. Finally the gag, a pair of socks in her mouth, covered by three strips of tape and a scarf wrapped around it all. One of his finer jobs.
It was then that they heard a knock at the door. Victor paused for a second, before moving into action. He went back into his sister's dresser and pulled out a pair of leggings. He moved back to his sister, and tied the leggings around her eyes, making a crude but effective blindfold. He stepped back and got one more look.
"Alright, I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere," he said, laughing. He left to go answer the door.
Who's at the door? You'll know if you read the next part, coming soon™
Note: It'll get more intimate, I promise.