
- Chelle~~(no idea who this is irl tho)
This story will take place in a suburban home and with an Asian family
Sister: Michelle
Mom:Jennifer(pic not available ATM)
Disclaimer: I have no single idea on who they are, feel free to point it out later, and their bodily features are purely fictional
It's late in my summer holiday. Me and chelle(that's how I call my sister) are stuck home with our mom receiving calls from work. My brownish hair is still soaked as i put on my blue V collared shirt and shorts. Chelle is chilling down in the living room, watching tv in her flower patterned crop top and mid thigh denim shorts, her neck length hair tied neatly into a ponytail. On the screen, the news just presented that a seasoned criminal had escaped prison two days ago.
" Really, chelle? News ? Are you that desperate?" I said in the least sarcastic tone i could pull off.
"I'm warming up my brain while you are frying yours in videogames Greg." She replied, standing up from her side of the couch and walked up to her room, her shapely legs and nice round ass are enforced with the shorts she is wearing- I could totally understand why my friends kept staring at her when they came to visit me on the other day."I'll be working, call me if you need anything." She said as she passes me.I about to make a joke about her being just 172 cm tall when the door slammed behind her.
Guess that what happens if you are the only one who just got enrolled into college in your family. I went to the kitchen to fetch a glass of orange juice. Living in a big house means that you have a long hallway to go, long enough for you to not notice the sound of picklock back at the main door. When i finished filling my glass somebody uninvited has broken in. I do saw the door opened ajar, but it take some time for me to see that gun nozzle pointing at me.
"Don't make a single noise kid, put that glass down and raise your hands where i can see them." Growled the man in orange. He is a good 10 cm taller than me with a heavily built figure and deep brown angry eyes. A huge beaten up sportsbag slung from his shoulder .As i raised my hand he approached cautiously.
"Anyone else home kiddo?" He asked. Some drops of sweat rolled down his arms.
I nodded "My sister and my mother." I hinted at chelle's room, still peacefully closed in the suspense that ensues outside of it. The man saw our family portrait and i could swore I saw him grinning for a second before switching back to his warface. "Now turn around and cross your wrists behind your back." I did as he say and heard the unzipping sounds
Just in what it felt a matter of seconds I had my wrists tied up tightly with ropes. He frogmarched me to Michelle's door and knocked a few times before putting his gun against my head, the cold steel felt sharp on my skin. "What do you wa-" Chelle opened the door and was dead shocked on what she saw. "Hands in the air bitch, and don't try anything fancy." He ordered her. Chelle raised her hands and was led out of her room. He pushed me hard onto the floor and went to chelle," Hands behind your back, and turn around." Now looking at him from behind, it was surprising to see how devilishly fast he worked the ropes securing chelle's wrists.
Then he put chelle and tied her ankles together with ropes. After doing the same to me he went to the kitchen."Convict outfit...Is that the guy you saw on the news?" I whispered to chelle, her fair skin have turned pale and her slim body now trembling in fear."Pretty much." She whispered back, tugging at her binds.The convict came back with a large wooden chair from the kitchen. I put the chair into the room and pulled me up. He sat me on the chair and wound ropes around my waist and chest, pinning me to the chair.
"Sit tight son, I have something for the girls up on my sleeve." He whispered to my ear, soon i will know what he meant. He used the last of his ropes on chelle, tying her elbows together; the binds hiked her top a bit and pushed her breasts forward. Then he went in chelle's room and fetched two pair of white cotton panties.
"Oh no." Michelle muttered in a scared tone. "Be a good girl and open up wide." He said to chelle, who timidly obeyed. He stuffed one of the panties into her mouth and used a roll of duct tape from her room to seal it shut. Not with a piece of it, but a few full turns around her head, wrapping it tight. Her went to me and did the same. I almost choked on the fabric when he shoved it in.
"Now let's go find momma." He said grinning as he went upstairs. As soon as he's gone my sister begin to struggle like crazy. While I'm sure I'm as uncomfortable as her, my eyes couldn't help but to feast upon the sight of her breasts, a good 36b cup that matches her figure well.Chelle tried to avert my attention with a shout, but it only came up as one long "mmmmmph". She hopped close to me(her breasts jiggle a bit) and turned around to show her bonds, inviting me to use my toes to untie it.
"WhattheMMMPPH!" Mom's screams was muffled abruptly upstairs. We both exchanged the "oh shit" look and decided to work faster before he can catch us trying to escape.
To be continued...