So this is another story, following from the first one here:
http://www.tieupgames.net/viewtopic.php?f=12&t=15984. Be warned that this does have elements of intimacy, unlike the first one. This happened only a few weeks after the first story. It was getting near the end of term, and so far the kids have kept their promise and hadn't made the photos public. One day I got a phone call from Tara. To remind, she was 12 years old, while I was 16.
"Hi, Kevin here," I said.
"Hey Kevin, it's Tara, how you doing?" she said.
It took me a few moments to remember who Tara was. Once I did, though, I groaned. "How did you get this number?"
"Well, Carlos gave it to me," she said. "Here, get this; I told my sis about your tie-up the other day, and now she wants to tie you up as well!"
"And what makes you think I'll let her tie me up?" I said, though I already knew the answer.
"Well, we still have these photos here....." she said.
"Alright, alright!" I sighed.
"Cool, it's settled then. Are you free tomorrow after school?" she asked.
"Yea." I replied.
"Good," she said, "Come over to my house after school tomorrow, my parents won't be home till late. But give us some time for us to get home first." She gave me the address, and hung up.
The next day passed slowly. Once the final bell had rung, I hung around and chatted to classmates for 15 or so minutes, before heading to Tara's house in trepidation. I arrived and knocked on the door, which Tara opened. She was wearing her school uniform. To remind, my uniform consisted of navy and white striped short-sleeved shirt, navy shorts and navy knee high socks. Her uniform was blue short-sleeved shirt, blue skirt, but this time she was barefooted.
"Kevin!" she exclaimed with a grin. "Come in and make yourself at home."
I took of my shoes and entered the house. It was a typical two-storey family townhouse, nice and clean.
"C'mon," Tara said, "I'll introduce you to my sister, she's the one who got me into tie up stuff." She led me to a room and opened the door. Her sister was sitting at a desk, and turned around when we entered. Like Tara, she also had blonde hair, and as I got a closer look at her face, I realised in shock that I already knew who she was. Her name was Tiffany, and she went to the same school as me, but she was year 11, and I was year 12. She was wearing the junior summer school uniform: light blue short sleeved shirt, milk blue knee-length skirt, and white ankle socks.
"Kevin?" exclaimed Tiffany. "What a pleasant surprise!"
"Well, this is awkward," I mumbled.
"You two already know each other?" asked Tara, looking from Tiffany to me.
"Yea," laughed Tiffany," He's been doing some maths tutoring for me at school."
"Well this is convenient," said Tara. "He's all yours, sis. Just shout if you need a hand or if he's making trouble." With that, she left and closed the door, leaving me and Tiffany alone in the room.