And now we return to Brooke and her friends in America. If you haven't yet, I recommend you read my stories Alice and Denise's Tight Tie Up, Caught in Selfbondage, and Brooke's Slumber Party. This story is based off of an idea suggested to me by abductionfan.
Chapter 1: Pool Party
At the Redwood mansion, in Miami Beach, Florida, Brooke, Maria, Julia, Alice, Denise, and Linda were splashing around in Julia's family's private pool. Brooke was wearing a light blue bikini, while her sister's was a darker blue. Julia's was a golden yellow, while Linda's was pure white, Denise's was a Lavender hue, and Alice's was bright red.
Their parents, meanwhile, were gathered around at a beach table, talking about their kids.
There was Brooke and Maria's parents, Louise and Tina Berry. The latter worked as an accountant, while the other was a housewife. Tina was sporting a pair of transition lenses, to protect from the September sun. Tina was sporting a red polka dot bikini, whilst Louise's bikini had yellow polka dots.
Alice's parents were there as well. Her mother, Leslie Clark, worked as a lunch lady at their local high school. She was a short woman with bushy dark brown hair and a scrawny build not unlike her daughter's. Her mom, Hillary Clark, was a thin brunette with an average sized bust and rear that worked as an online saleswoman. Leslie's bikini was zebra striped, while Hillary's was leopard print.
Denise's mom, Dr. Katrina Louis, was a surgeon at the local hospital. She was a thin, tan woman, with B-cup breasts, and an average sized butt, and a blonde bob-cut. Her late wife, and Denise's mother, had also worked in the medical profession, and is the one Denise got her curves from. They two had met in med school. Today, the good doctor was wearing a lime green bikini.
And then there was Lady Miriam Redwood, Julia's mother and the hostess of this event. The Redwood family was one of the richest in Miami, having been an family of entrepeneurs for generations. Lady Redwood herself was a well-endowed, tan, curvy blonde, who, like her daughter, was currently sporting a golden bikini.
Linda's mother, Miranda Sanchez, was currently serving the drinks. She was a short, curvy hispanic woman with luscious jet black hair, that moved from Mexico to Florida and found a job as a servant in the Redwood mansion after the death of her wife.
"It seems our daughters have gotten into tie up games," Miriam pointed out, glancing at Brooke and Julia, the former of whom had her hands tied behind her back with clothesline and a towel tied between her teeth, and was being marched along the diving board by the former, who was wielding a stick as if it were a cutlass.
"Ah yes, my daughters introduced your daughter and Linda to it during a sleepover not long ago," Louise said. "Denise and Alice seem to have been into them already."
"Ah, the tie up games of childhood," Tina remarked. "Good times, good times."
"Right now they seem to be playing pirate," Katrina said. "It looks like Julia's captain."
"Speaking of pirates, did you know tomorrow is Talk Like a Pirate Day?" Hillary pointed out. She was a living encyclopedia of random trivia.
"Hmm, that gives me an idea..." Miriam said.
"What?" Leslie asked.
"What if tomorrow, we all dressed up like pirates, 'kidnapped' our daughters, and brought them here?" Miriam suggested. "We could make a fun little game of it."
The other women all liked the idea, and they came up with the plan.
SPLASH! Brooke had finally jumped off the plank.
"Julia!" Brooke cried as soon as she was out of the water and free of her bonds. "I can't believe you actually made me jump in! Do you know how hard it is to swim with your hands tied? I could've drowned!"
"Sorry," Julia muttered.
"She's got a point, you know," her mother stated. "I think we ought to punish you."
"I know what to do," Brooke said.
Minutes later, Julia was snugly hogtied with wet clothesline, cleave gagged with the towel that had previously gagged Brooke, and left to bask in the summer sun.
"As the ropes dry, they'll slowly tighten, becoming more constricting as time goes on," Brooke remarked. She wasn't top 10 in her class for nothing.
Eventually, everyone went home, and the girls went to bed, unaware of what awaited them the next day.