

I was lying on my bed listening to music at full blast (Hot Fuss by The Killers I think), wearing jeans (I can't remember what else, I was barefoot though). I heard my youngest sister, Lily (10) yell at me to turn it down through the wall, but being an evil big sister I ignored her

"Can you pleeeease turn that noise down", she said glaring.
"No", I glared back, sticking my tongue out at her.
"Fine then", she said sharply, turning around and leaving, slamming the door shut. I thought this strange, normally she would stand and argue, but I soon went back into a half sleep, little knowing of her plotting.
A while later, say twenty minutes my bedroom door was flung open, revealing my youngest sister Lily, and my younger sister Amy (12).I had no time to react as they both jumped on me, managing to pin me down (hey there were two of them! :p ).
"If you won't keep quiet, we'll have to make you" Lily told me.
I tried to think of a retort, but Amy thrust a sock into my mouth, causing me to mmmpphh angrily. I was lying on my back, arms pinned to my sides by the girls sitting on top of me. I then felt one of my arms getting pulled up, Amy moving to sit on it as Lily held my body and left arm in place.
"It's a good thing we found these skipping ropes", Lily said smiling innocently (something she's very good at). All I could do was glare, as Amy tied my wrist to the headrest at the end of my bed.
"Time for number two I think", she said giggling slightly.
Lily got off me, and helped her older sister tie my other arms in the same manner to the other side of the headrest, leaving me totally helpless.
"Oh and one final thing" she said, smiling at me, "we can get rid of this racket finally". She walked over to my CD player, turning it off. "Peace time now", she taunted.
"Finally!" Amy sighed, giving me a wave and leaving the room. Lily remained a few minutes longer, as I pulled against the robes in vain.
"Better make sure you can't make any noise kicking" she said, walking to my wardrobe and pulling out a scarf, which was promptly tied around my ankles.She straddled me, and whipped out the most cliched line in tug history.

"Don't go anywhere", she smiled at me. I mmmpphhed at her in return. She stuck her tongue out at me, and gave my sides a poke, knowing I was ticklish there. I squealed, and she got off me, and without a word she left the room, leaving me alone and unable to do anything.
I sighed under the sock gag. It wasn't so bad I thought; they hadn't tickled me or done anything mean (although it was incredibly humiliating). Plus, it gave me justification to tie both them up at a later date

The end (of part 1)

Well that's my first post



