
Anyway, I was alone in my room for the next hour or so, and incredibly bored. Several times I tried to escape, but my sister's knots proved too strong

Eventually I heard the front door open, and someone enter, who I assumed was my mum. This increased my worries, it would be very embarrassing for me if she were to find her eldest daughter tied to her bed. I continued struggling, squirming and pulling on the robes. About ten minutes alter I heard footsteps and my bedroom door open and my mum enter, Uh-oh!

"Haha, Lily said you were a bit tied up, but I didn't think literally!" I rolled my eyes, partly at her, partly at my sister's second clichéd tie up joke

"I thought you may need this, but I see you you haven't mad any headway with room clearing", she said, placing a feather duster next to her.
"I was goin to, honest, but I can't!" I replied, trying to look innocent. My mum laughed again and said,
"Still perhaps you should be punished, wonder if this still works like it used to", she teased, placing my bound feet on her lap. My mind started panicking, thinking she was going to tickle my bare feet. She picked up the duster, and started running it down my feet with the feathery end.I closed my eyes shut, trying to hold my laughter in, which if course failed

"Hahaha, mum stop, hahaha quit it!", I laughed, squirming madly and pulling as hard as I could on the robes pinning my arms back. After another ten seconds or so of foot tickling she stopped, laughing at me, whilst I glared at her.
"You always have been very ticklish haven't you Jess", she teased, "but I know your feet aren't your worst spot". She moved her hands over my vulnerable ribs.
"Don't you dare!" I yelled, but I noticed a mischievous expression on her face.
"kootchie kootchie koo!" she taunted, digging her fingers into my ribs, making me squeal and writhe with laughter. Although it was brief, it was still torture, as well as being very embarrassing for me

"Well I guess I should let you tidy", she said moving to the end of the bed to untie my right arm. I just glared at her, saying nothing. She didn't unite my other arm, but walked to the door.
"See you later sweetie", she smiled at me. She gave my feet another quick tickle then left, closing the door, as I quickly tried to untie my other arm. I managed to undo the not around my wrist fairly quickly, but the know around the bed post had tightened due to my struggling, and it took a while to get off. I was annoyed at both my sister and mother now, but had to tidy my room

Well that's my second post, hope you enjoyed it


