## Mother's Little Helper Pt.1 (M/F)

Post by LordNelson » Tue Dec 31, 2013 7:08 am

Having a teenage sister is as bad as having two mothers. It meant that whenever he did something that was considered “unacceptable” he got nagged from both sides. He couldn’t help it if his numerous schemes often backfired landing him in trouble. His sister was no angel either but it seemed like her indiscretions were always looked upon as “the trials of being a teenager” and finished with “at least she learned a lesson from it.” He, on the other hand, often had to use his allowance to pay for damages and wound up being grounded anyways.
Lately he had devoted his energies to antagonizing her at every opportunity. A string of practical jokes had gotten him into trouble just about daily for several weeks now. His most recent effort was about to pay off in ways he didn’t expect.
Mom had taken her shopping and dad was in the garage tinkering with his latest project. That left his sister’s room at his mercy. Dad was so preoccupied with his work that he took no notice when his son rounded up as much rope as he could find in the garage.
He went upstairs to her room and began to put his plan into action. All in total he set half a dozen snares spread out around the room. He knew that there was no chance of her actually getting caught in one, she would have to be clueless not to see them, but he just wanted to piss her off. He went back to his room and played videos games while he waited.
When the car entered the driveway he knew it wouldn’t be long. Car doors opened and closed, the front door opened and closed, then footsteps came up the stairs. Next she would enter her room and it would start. First she would yell at him through the wall between their rooms. Then she would go into the hallway and shout down the stairs to mom. Then he would get it from both of them. What could he say; getting his sister upset was always the best part of his day.
Footsteps padded down the hall followed by a loud thump and then silence. No shouting or screaming. He went to see what had happened. She had been carrying a shopping bag and did not see the first snare in the doorway. Now she was lying on the floor, the contents of the bag were scattered about the room and her ankle was captured by the rope. The other end was anchored to the leg of her bed.
She rolled over and glared at him but didn’t make a sound. He was confused. What he didn’t know was that after putting her purchases away she was supposed to go give mom a hand making supper in the kitchen. She knew that when she didn’t show up mom would come looking for her so she planned remain right where she was until then. He knew something wasn’t right and decided to minimize the damage. He tried to remove the rope from her ankle but she crawled away until the snare was stretched tight. With so much tension on the rope he couldn’t get the knots loose. She smiled at him a smile she that said she had won.
“Not yet” he thought. If he was going down he might as well go all the way. If he couldn’t undo what had been done he would take it as far as he could before facing the consequences. He quickly grabbed the snare that was at the other end of the bed and placed it around her wrist. Then he used the one that was attached to the leg of her desk on the other wrist. Finally he secured the other ankle to the leg of her dresser. Throughout it all she offered no resistance and said nothing. The more he did the bigger his punishment would be. She envisioned him being grounded for weeks, maybe even a month.
He couldn’t believe or understand his good fortune but he meant to make the most of it. If she changed her mind it wouldn’t be too difficult to escape the slack restraints that held her. He went back to each and redid the anchoring knots pulling the ropes as tight as he could. When he was done she was securely being held spread eagle on the floor.
He still felt that it was only a matter of time before she called for mom. Among the shopping items he had kicked aside when tying her was a pair of white sweat socks and a shiny black belt. He stuffed the socks into her mouth. Her eyes went wide. It was just another mark against him and she was pleased that he was willing to dig himself in deeper but at the same time she didn’t much like being gagged. He wrapped the belt twice around her mouth and buckled it.
She was furious and it showed in her eyes. He pulled her desk chair over and sat down to study his victim and to contemplate his fate. She tried to remain calm and await the arrival of mother but was getting impatient. She tugged at each of her restraints but knew she wasn’t getting out. He enjoyed the sight of her so helpless but knew it couldn’t last. Should he let her go now or leave her for mom?
A voice from downstairs called ‘Where are you? I’ve been waiting.’ He knew immediately what was going on. She had tried to set him up. At this point whether she was tied or not didn’t matter; he was in trouble. The only thing he could do now was to prolong her agony. He went downstairs leaving her to her hopeless struggles.
‘What’s up?’ he asked his mom. ‘Where is your sister?’ she replied ‘She’s supposed to be helping me.’ ‘I know that she’s upstairs’ he said ‘I heard her come in.’ ‘What has she been doing for so long?’ she asked. ‘I don’t know, but you know her’ he couldn’t resist remarking ‘she’s probably tied up with one thing or another.’
Mom went back to the bottom of the stairs and shouted again ‘Are you coming?’ Up in the room she was fighting like a wildcat but to no avail. She had tried to pull the furniture closer to loosen the ropes but it wouldn’t slide on the carpet.
He told his mom that he would help since his sister didn’t seem to be interested. She was suspicious, it wasn’t often that he offered to help, but she was too busy to argue. She turned towards the kitchen but then went back to the stairs for one final threat.
‘You and I are going to talk about this later young lady! Don’t think for one minute that you are going to get away with this Lizzie McGuire!’
To be continued...
Last edited by LordNelson on Thu Jan 02, 2014 2:47 pm, edited 3 times in total.

### Re: Mom’s Little Helper (M/F)

Post by SelenaGfan » Tue Dec 31, 2013 8:56 am

More please I loved that show,Lizzie was hot.