House Guest

Postby Youfromthefuture » Wed Mar 09, 2011 6:16 pm

So, I hate to be that guy who resurrects stories from a year ago, but I was struck by a wave of motivation. That being said, the thread appears to have been part of the 'Bermuda triangle' page. So, let's begin with a recap:

John's parents and Mel's parents are going on a cruise over winter break. Because of a recent string of robberies in the neighborhood, their parents want John to stay at Mel's house (so the potential kidnapper can get three at once? Not a good strategy) which is kind of awkward because they don't really know each other. When John arrives, Mel's slightly older sister Mallory is the only one home. John finds her television viewing choices unfavorable, so he decides to take a shower, after which, his clothes have vanished. Mallory has set a trap where John, searching for his clothes in only his underwear, opens the door to her room to find her in her bra and panties and she can accuse him of being a pervert. To 'punish' him, she gags him with her panties, strips him naked, and ties him to a chair in Mel's room. Mel comes home from show choir practice and takes a shower. She opens the door in just a towel, says "I guess Mallory knows I like you", locks the door and drops the towel. She removes his gag and, before replacing it with her own, passionately kisses John. She gets some bondage supplies from her closet while being awfully secretive about a large box on her shelf. She puts some clothes on and leaves John in the room. An hour passed and John manages to get free. Before trying to escape, curiosity gets the best of him, and he looks in the box...

Meanwhile, in a flash forward, the police arrive at the house and Mallory takes a deep breath and prepares to deal with it.

Re: House Guest

Postby Youfromthefuture » Wed Mar 09, 2011 6:58 pm

"The Box"

All the bondage supplies you could imagine. That's what Jack found in the box. Rope, tape, ball gags, vibrators, blindfolds. It was in there. A seemingly endless supply. But that wasn't the surprising part. By now, John had figured out Mel, and possibly her sister, were extremely kinky. He had been here for, what, a couple hours and had already been tied up naked and sucked on multiple pairs of panties. No, what shocked him was the fabric he felt digging through the box. It was a pair of his briefs. He kept digging and found another pair. And another pair. And a pair he was sure he hadn't even brought along. A pair that had been missing...since the robbery last week. He had assumed that these pairs fell victim to the vortex in the washing machine, but what if they had been stolen? By...Mel. He quickly packed up the box and decided it was time to form an escape plan. This girl was clearly crazy. He put the box back in the closet. And headed for the door. But then the door opened.

"John? Wha- how'd you get free?"

He couldn't even speak. Mel looked stunning. Her blonde hair had been done and was now flowing like a river and she was wearing a black push up bra and thong. He tried to get out a sentence as she advanced towered him, but he was lucky to get out a syllable. She went behind, wrapped her smooth arm around his head, and handgagged him. "I guess I'll just have to tie you better this time". He was regaining his mental ability to speak, but given he was now hand-gagged, the physical part wasn't coming along so well. "Here's the deal, John", she said as she grabbed some things out of the box. " We have nine days together and I intend to make them count". She apparently had what she needed and began pushing him towards the bed. "I have become...very infatuated with you over the last year or so and I'm hoping you feel the same way. I don't know if you're junk speaks for your whole body, but of it does, then I know you're having the time of your life. Can I trust you not to talk?" He nodded. She removed her hand, pushed him onto the bed, and began using furry pink handcuffs to bond him to the bedposts. "That's it. Don't resist. I have your keys. I have your clothes. You're not going anywhere. You're mine." She finished with the handcuffs and proceeded to grab some duct tape and her dirty panties from before off the ground. John didn't know where this persona had come from, but it must have been building for quite some time. As the duct tape and panties were drawn towards his mouth, John realized it was his last chance to speak. He managed to get out "What's with the box?" before the gag went in. "Oh, the supplies?"

John didn't need to know what was coming next. He saw it. The door creaked open and a figure snuck on through. It was holding a lot of 'supplies', didn't have any clothes on, and was grinning as it tip toed up behind Mel.

"That's not even mine. That's Mallory's."

Re: House Guest

Postby sarumansauron » Thu Mar 10, 2011 7:58 am

Good begining! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: House Guest

Postby derpstick118 » Sun Mar 13, 2011 9:27 am

Great start!