Note 2: it's told from a boy's point of view. Loren, the character from my previous story, will reappear in one of my next stories. They all live in the same town after all. :p
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This story happened during fall, on a day when my parents were gone for the weekend. My sister, who was a year and a half younger than me, got permission to hold a small sleepover party. As the older brother, I was supposed to babysit them even though all three of the girls were either fifteen or sixteen. I didn't really want to bother them, so I left them to their own devices and ate dinner alone in my room while sitting behind my computer screen. An hour later, I was surprised when the three of them barged into my room.
To give you a short description of the girls: my sister, Claire, was a tall blonde with long hair. We knew about each other that we were both into bondage and sometimes even took turns tying each other up when my parents weren't at home. Melissa was a rather petite girl with a little darker hair than my sister. She usually wore her hair in a short ponytail, and despite her appearance, she was actually pretty strong. I knew her as my junior at the judo club I attended. She was also my sister's best friend. The third one was called Suzan. She was a brunette a bit taller than Melissa but smaller than Claire. To be honest, I didn't know much about her except that she was a good friend of the other two.
Claire came in first. She was holding a plastic bag which I knew would spell bad news for me.
“Get him!” she ordered the two other girls.
Melissa and Suzan grabbed my arms before I could properly react. They held me pinned against my wheeled chair while Claire stripped off my T-shirt. She took out a length of rope which she used to tie together my wrists behind the back of the chair.
I tried to escape, but the two other girls kept me firmly in place. After she was done with my hands, my sister used some more rope to tightly secure my middle to the chair so I wouldn't be able to run away.
“How do you like being overpowered by three girls, Robert?” Claire mocked me.
“You-!” My protest was cut short by a scarf Melissa pulled over my mouth. To make sure I wouldn't be able to speak, they wrapped a few more around my face.
“How about we tickle him a bit,” Suzan suggested.
“Not yet. Let's tie his legs first so he won't kick us.”
Following through with what she said, my sister bound my ankles together with more rope. She pulled down my jeans revealing the bulge under my boxers. My face turned red when I heard the girls giggle.
“I told you he likes this sort of thing, didn't I?”
“What a bad boy,” Suzan grinned.
Claire finished tying my legs together by winding another rope above my knees and using another length to secure my thighs to the chair.
“All right, you can go for it now, Suzan. Melissa, you should join in as well.” My sister winked at her second friend.
That moment, tickling hell broke loose for me as three pairs of slim hands moved like tiny spiders over my chest, arms and legs. I tried to avoid their assault by pushing with my feet against the floor to move the chair, but they always came after me. In fact, they enjoyed how I hopelessly tried to get away.
“You should go for the sides.” My sister had revealed my weak spot.
I laughed in the gag, while crying out “Stop! Stop!” They didn't pay attention to the muffled sounds and continued for a good ten minutes until I was hanging limply in the chair.
Claire suggested they should give me a short break, so they went to her own room. I took this opportunity to try and break free. Since my sister and I had played a lot of these games before, it was to be expected that her rope work had been perfect. That's why I was so surprised to notice that the knots around my wrists were actually pretty loose. If I wriggled enough, I would be able to escape and get my revenge!
However, before I got to taste freedom, another surprise awaited me. Claire and Suzan had returned. when Claire and Suzan entered the room again. The third girl was conspicuously absent.
“Come on now, Melissa, don't be so shy,” my sister said. “You agreed to this yourself.”
A beet red Melissa entered the room. She was wearing nothing but a pair of light blue panties, a similarly colored bra and white socks. Her arms were bound behind her back in a box tie with the palm of each hand pressed against the other elbow. To make sure she wouldn't be able to pull her arms sideways, more ropes had been tied around her upper arms, pressing them against her torso and accentuating her assets. To top it of, her mouth was blocked by a pink ball gag. This was my sister's work at her finest.
The two other girls pushed Melissa forward until she was standing in front of me. We were both too embarrassed to look each other in the eyes.
“Now sit on him,” Claire commanded.
What, seriously?
“Mmph!” Melissa protested. She slowly backed away.
“Hey, no chickening out now, girl.”
Before she could escape, my sister and Suzan grabbed their friend and made her sit on top of me. I felt her naked legs brush against mine. Claire tied a rope around both of her ankles which she connected to the leg of the chair so she wouldn't be able to get off any more.
“Well then lovebirds, I hope you have some fun!”
Giggling deviously, the two girls left me alone with a half-naked Melissa tied on top of me. She didn't even try to fight her bonds, probably because she was afraid to fall off. I didn't know whether to consider myself lucky or not. After all, who knows what my sister might be plotting next.
So there I was sitting in my room tied to a chair in my boxers with a cute, half-naked girl bound helplessly on top of me. It was cold in my room, which made me even more aware of the warmth of Melissa's body. I couldn't help but admire the great job my little sister had done with the ropes around the girl's arms. Since we were both in our underwear, we were at first too embarrassed to even move. Because my wrists were secured firmly behind the back of the chair, I also had no way to hide my obvious excitement at the situation.
I wriggled my hands around to see if I could break free. The chair shook a bit. Melissa let out a short shriek in her gag. Afraid to fall off, she leaned forward against my shoulder. Her head brushed against mine. I felt something touch against my upper body. The ropes around her shoulders had made her own chest stick out even more. She was unknowingly pressing against the bulge in my boxers. Startled, she jerked back a bit when she felt it move. Both our faces were glowing bright red. I temporarily stopped my attempts to get loose.
Eventually, we both recovered from the embarrassment. Following my example, Melissa tried wriggling out of her bonds as well. Her situation was worse than mine, though. She could barely move her arms, since Claire had unleashed the full extent of her skills on her. On the other hand, she had done a sloppy job with me. It was only a matter of time before I would get out. I only hoped that I would be ready before my sister and Suzan returned.
After a few long minutes, I finally managed to loosen the ropes around my wrists. Another few moments later, I got my hands completely free. I then used them to untie the scarves around my head.
“Mmph!” Melissa said. She probably meant something like “me too!”
I wondered what I should do. Since Melissa was tied on top of me, I would have to release her first. However, she had taken part in my capture, so I wanted to take some revenge on her as well. It was also troublesome that I couldn't easily untie the rope which held her on the chair and on top of me. Even if I freed her hands, she would still be stuck to the chair and to me, unable to reach the rope below.
I had an idea. I could use the scissors in my desk to cut through the rope around Melissa's ankles. That meant that there wouldn't be any need to release the girl on top of me. An evil grin appeared on my face. However, capturing both my sister and Suzan wouldn't be such an easy task all be myself. I would most likely need Melissa's help for that. It would be shame not to tickle her beautiful hips first, though.
Melissa screamed in her ball gag when I suddenly attacked her vulnerable sides. She was probably even more ticklish than me. At some point, I had to grab her so she wouldn't fall off while she was trying to avoid my fingers. She was breathing heavily in her gag when I finally stopped. This situation was seriously turning me on.
Apparently, Melissa found it exciting as well. She began rubbing herself against my legs, letting out a muffled moan. Suddenly realizing that I was watching her, she stopped. What a pity. To be honest, I was really torn between wanting to stay there like that and wanting to escape. It was a... comfortable position after all.
I shook the dirty thoughts out of my head and focused on escaping again. I still had to pay back the other two girls.
“Okay, I've had my revenge on you now,” I whispered. “I'll help you escape if you promise me you'll help capturing Suzan and my sister afterward.”
Melissa nodded.
“All right, then we have a deal.” I removed the gag from the girl's mouth.
“Thanks. Damn, Claire wasn't lying when she told us how good she is at this.”
“You're both into these kind of games as well?” I asked curiously. I had to lean a bit forward to reach the knots behind her back to release her hands.
“Well, yeah. We found out about each other when Claire discovered Suzan's browsing history. She told us she'd show us how it's supposed to be done during the sleepover party tonight, so here we are.”
“So she had been planning this all along,” I sighed.
It definitely hadn't been just a coincidence that Claire had only loosely tied my wrists. She probably wanted us to take revenge.
“We need to get the chair to my desk so we can get the scissors,” I told Melissa after releasing her arms from the box tie.
She didn't answer immediately, because we heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Someone was coming to my room. It was too soon. If they found us like this, we'd probably get tied up in a stricter way with no chance to escape. I could feel both my own heart and Melissa's beat faster.
“Wait, we should give those two some more time alone,” I heard my sister say.
“Well, if you say so. I'm really looking forward to tickle them some more, you know.”
“Let's move my mattress to my parents' room first.”
“Okay.”
The danger had been momentarily averted. My sister had decided to give us some more time to escape. The three girls were going to sleep in my parents' room, but since the mattress on the bed was only fit for two, they would have to move another mattress there first. I had to act fast.
Melissa and I carefully worked together to get the chair as silently as possible to the desk. It didn't take me long to find the scissors. I only used it to cut the rope connecting Melissa's ankles, because I would need all the rope I could get later on. Melissa and I hurried frantically to untie my legs and release me from the chair. Just when I had finished putting my clothes back on, we heard the two girls come back. We hid behind the door, ready to jump them when they entered. It was time for some payback!
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To be continued...