If only pt.2

Postby lasse672000 » Sun Jul 13, 2008 7:49 am

If only pt 2

For a recap see If only.

The next morning I went in to Wendy’s room in my pyjamas to release her. She said she actually had had a good night’s sleep, considering the circumstances. After that we got dressed had breakfast. For some strange reason I couldn’t figure out, the girls wore the same type of clothes as yesterday (see If only pt 1). The only difference being they were another, but still mismatched, colour.

After breakfast Wendy said ‘Guys, I know it’s my turn to be in charge today. And my first decision is that…drum roll please… you, Peter will tie and gag my sister and me again this morning, because I liked it so much! And don’t you dare look at me that way young man, your turn to be properly tied up will come this afternoon, I promise.’ she said with enough ice in her voice to chill down the Sahara dessert. ‘Besides, we can do a lot of reading this morning, so we can at least be gagged the three of us. Does that make you more comfortable?’ she asked.
‘Young man?’ I sneered. ‘You sound like you are 100 years old or something. But if that is your wish, I will of course do as I’m told. Let’s see, I’ll tie you up and gag you, and then I’ll gag myself this morning. Is that correct?’ I asked, just to make sure I got everything clear to me.
‘That is correct. Oh, and you won’t be wearing those clothes today. Start tying up Karin and I’ll bring you the clothes you’ll be wearing today.’ Wendy said walking back to their parents room.

When she came back, she had a pile of clothes under her arm. ‘Are you finished yet?’ she asked. When she saw that I had tied her sister up, she said ‘So you are. Good. Then put these on, please. I refuse to be the only one to freeze today! Hurry up and tie me up and get changed, will you. I want to get started on my reading soon.’ She handed me a long sleeved leotard with big brightly coloured blobs in green, yellow blue and red and pantyhose similar in colour to the ones they were wearing. ‘These are our mother’s so you best be careful with them. You can change in here.’ she said when she saw me staring to walk back to the where I had been sleeping. ‘It’s not like we haven’t seen a naked man before, you know!’ That last remark came with a smile that warmed me up more than any radiator could. But it still left me puzzled as to what she had meant. I must have looked every bit as puzzled as I felt because she explained that her father liked to walk around in, well, his birthday suite to but it bluntly. ‘That is not a pretty sight, let me tell you!’ she said with a giggle. ‘So, you see, my sister and I probably know more about the anatomy of the male body than you know about the female body. And it’s a lot more than we would care to know, let me tell you Now, get a move on and change those clothes. I want to be tied up and getting started studying and Karin’s been left alone tied up for far to long.’
‘All right. But you will have to tell me which end is the front on this thing, so I can put it on properly.’
When I put the leotard on, with Wendy’s assistance, I discovered a had a wedgie. Not a large one, but still. ‘This will absolutely get uncomfortable after a while. But who cares? If this is the way she wants me to be dressed for the day, then this is the way I will be dressed. I thought. I tied the girls hands (Karin’s on the back and Wendy’s in front of her) and then I gagged the three of us with balled up handkerchiefs in our mouths and scarves wrapped around our heads. After that I tied our knees together the same way I had the day before (ferm but not to hard). As a final thing I put myself in a pair of handcuffs in front of me.

We then, with great difficulty, went into Wendy’s room and Karin sat on the bed and Wendy and I sat at the desk. For the next two hours, not a sound was heard from any of us, except the odd grunt from Karin as she squirmed on the bed, trying to get more comfortable, the sounds the pages made as we turned them over and the occasional rattling of my handcuffs.

At lunchtime I untied Wendy’s hands and she untied her knees and then freed Karin’s hands and retied them in front of her. After that, she took off my handcuffs and tied my hands with one of the ropes instead. Then we took off each others gags and went into the kitchen to have lunch. Karin and I with some difficulty, as we still had our hands tied together.

When we had eaten and Wendy had freed us, she said ‘It is such a great day. Do you know what I was thinking? No, of course you don’t. I don’t want to be tied up anymore today, but I think I’ll tie you two up on the upstairs balcony for a while this afternoon. It’s mostly sunny and warm and reasonably sheltered, both from the wind, so you won’t freeze that much and from nosy neighbours, so I can tie you up almost any way I want. There are some posts out there that are perfect for that kind of thing.’ she said with glistening eyes. ‘It’s now 1.30. I’ll gag you again and you can use the bathroom if you want to, and then I can tie you out on there standing up to two of the post and we can all enjoy the sunshine out there for a while.’ Karin and I accepted and Wendy put the handkerchiefs back in our mouths and made sure we couldn’t spit them out by tying scarves back around our heads. After that we both used the bathroom. It was a relief to get away from the wedgie for a while, but I knew that it would come back as soon as I put the leotard and pantyhose back on.
Afterwards we walked upstairs and out on to the balcony. We were made to stand against two posts and she made us put our hands around them and tied ropes around our wrists with our the palms of our hands facing outwards, waists, knees and ankles, cinching the ropes off between our bodies and the posts and making really sure we couldn’t move at all. She was right in so far as it wasn’t windy, but it still was a bit chilly and as for the neighbours I couldn’t see the next house if I didn’t lean out over the banister to the point where I almost fell over. So she really could tie us up any way she wanted. We were forced to stand there doing nothing (which I hate) for 90 minutes, I for one didn’t mind (that much) since I didn’t get that cold. Wendy asked us from time to time if we were cold, but we always ‘mphed’ and shook our heads no.
At 5 p.m. she untied us from the posts and retied our hands in front of us and then our knees. Then we still gagged went in and watched some TV, until it was time for us to go into the kitchen and eat dinner. We sat down in our chairs and were ungagged and again forced to try to eat with our hands tied together in front of us.
After dinner Karin said she didn’t want to be tied up anymore today and since it was her turn to be in charge tomorrow she wouldn’t be tied up anymore this weekend. Having said that she went into the garage ‘just to check on something’ she said. Soon we heard the rattling of chains being dragged across the floor. When she came back she said she had prepared a little surprise for us the next day.

During the day I had discovered I had liked the feeling of having my hands tied behind my back, so I asked Wendy if she could tie me that way again, just as soon as I had used the bathroom. She agreed to that and asked if I wanted to be gagged as well? ‘No. I don’t think so. But thanks for asking.’ I said politely. After that I went into the bathroom and Wendy again tied my hands together behind my back, with the addition of a rope around my waist which she looped between my legs and then she tied a knotted it off going once around my hands, effectively fastening them to my waist. I tried to move my hands, but soon noticed it was to uncomfortable.

At 10 o’clock we prepared to go to bed. Then Wendy said to me ‘Since you handcuffed my hands and feet last night Peter, would you like to find out what it was like sleeping that way? I could cuff you that way tonight if you want to. Of course with the addition of footed pyjamas. Our dad has some, that I think will fit you. Don’t worry I will get you some clean ones.’

‘O.K. I’m up for just about anything right now. Just as long as I don’t have to sleep in these clothes, because that would be a bit too uncomfortable.’ She fetched the pyjamas (light blue with little lambs on it. I mean please!) and I put them on. Then she put the handcuffs on in front of me and I went into “my” room. When I had sat down on the bed, she cuffed my feet. I lay down and she put the cover over me. Then she said ‘Good night’ and turned off the lights. It took me a while to find a comfortable position so I could go to sleep, but eventually I managed to find one.

O.K. That is all for now, folk’s! Stay tuned for the nail biting finish. I will post it ASAP.