Twins, Ties, & Trouble

Twins, Ties, & Trouble - Part 2:

'Now what the hell does she mean by that?' Kelly looked over her shoulder and saw Jill's gun pointed at her and saw Brandon set his backpack on the bed.

Brandon reached into the backpack and took out a small coil of rope. Kelly pushed away from the wall and turned to face the twins.

"No way kids, I didn't agree to be tied up."

"You agreed to play the game with us and this is how it's played," said Jill.

"Prisoners are always put into handcuffs when they get arrested," explained Brandon. "That's just the way it is."

"We don't have any handcuffs, so we use rope instead," added Jill.

"I don't know.....I'm supposed to be in charge here. How can I be responsible for you two if you've got my hands tied?"

"Well it's only a game," chided Jill, "you're not going to back out of your promise, are you?"

"OK, I guess not, but remember, you go to right to bed as soon as this game is over, OK?"

"No problem, but let's get back to the game while we've still got time," said Brandon, holding up the rope.

Kelly put her hands together.

"Go ahead then and secure the prisoner."

"Not that way," said Jill. "Cross your wrists behind your back."

Kelly flashed the twins an annoyed look and slowly turned around, crossing her wrists behind her. 'Boy, I don't see why Trish likes these two little monsters.'

Brandon tied and cinched Kelly's wrists and then put his backpack back on.

Brandon grabbed Kelly's upper left arm, "Let's go to the interrogation room.

We'll get the truth out of you there."

"Hey guys, this rope is really tight," Kelly grimaced. "Remember, we're only playing....can you loosen the knots a little?"

"No, we can't, "said Jill. "You must be tied securely until we find out the location of the stolen jewels. That won't take long If you cooperate."

The twins led their bound prisoner down to the family room and brought in a straight back wooden chair from their father's study. They sat Kelly in the chair and Brandon produced another coil of rope.

"Now what," protested Kelly. "What are you going to do with that?"

"We can't start the questioning until we're sure you aren't able to run away," answered Brandon.

'Oh god, why did I agree to this?.' "Hurry up then and let's get this over with," grumbled Kelly. 'I'll really be glad when these two are in bed.' Kelly watched Brandon tie her ankles together and then tether them to the bottom chair rung. "OK cops, you got me....I confess....the jewels are..."

"Quiet," shouted Jill. "We'll interrogate you when we're ready. We're in charge here."

"Then I've had enough," Kelly said angrily, twisting her wrists in an attempt to loosen the knots. "I'm not playing this game anymore. Untie me!" 'I'd like to tie them both to their beds.'

"The prisoner is not cooperating Officer Jill," said Brandon. "What do you suggest we do?"

Jill pulled a blue scarf out of Brandon's backpack. "Maybe a blindfold will quiet her down."

"No, I won't let you blindfold me." Kelly twisted her head, making it difficult, but after a couple of minutes Jill had the blindfold in place and knotted securely.

The only sound was Kelly's labored breathing as she tried to catch her breath and make sense out of what was happening. Brandon and Jill gave each other a thumbs up and Brandon ran up the stairs to give the signal to Trish.

Kelly was trying to remain calm. "How did I let myself get in this predicament.

OK Kelly, think.....analyze the situation......I'm not going to get loose on my own and the brats are determined to play this game out...so I'll have to play it with them and hope it ends soon. "OK, I'm all right. Why don't you take the blindfold off and interrogate me now?"

"The blindfold stays on until we know the location of the jewels," said Brandon as he re-entered the room. "I just searched the closet where we found you hiding and the jewels are not there."

"Well of course not, I hid them when I heard you come in the house."

"Then where are they?" demanded Jill.

"You'll never find out," sneered Kelly. 'I'll play their game for a couple of minutes and then spill the beans.'

"So ya wanta play rough huh?" said Brandon. "We can play rough too.

We can play it any way you want it, just remember, we always get what we want."

"Not outta me, you won't." 'Okay, one more threat and I'll tell em."

"She's a tough one Officer Brandon," said Jill. "Maybe we should use the rubber hose on her."

"You can't do that," shot back Kelly. 'I wonder if they really would.' "It's against the law."

"You forget that we're the law around here," stated Brandon. "Officer Jill, get me the rubber hose. It's hanging on the wall outside the back door."

"Now, wait a minute," pleaded Kelly.

"Right away Officer Brandon," said Jill.

Kelly heard footsteps and then the sound of the back door opening. A minute later the door closed and Jill came back in, announcing "Here it is, Officer

Brandon." Trish had come in when Jill opened the backdoor and now stood over by the steps leading upstairs. Trish was wearing black shorts, a dark blue top, and moccasins. She had a backpack with her that she sat on the first step. Trish then sat on the 2nd step to watch.

"Okay - I'll tell you where I hid the jewels," Kelly said nervously. 'You've won, let's end this game.' "Upstairs - in the linen closet - underneath the sheets."

"You'd better be telling us the truth," Brandon said sternly, "or it'll go hard on you."

"It's the truth you little shi.....er officer," Kelly said contritely. "and now that the game is over, will you please untie me."

"The game is over when we recover the jewelry," stated Jill. "If you're telling us the truth then you'll be released. Come on Officer Brandon, let's go see if she's telling the truth."

The twins ran up the steps two at a time and were joined in Brandon's bedroom by Trish. The trio were all smiles with lots of high fives to go around.

"We did pretty good, huh?" said Jill.

"You guys were terrific. Now I want you both to hop into bed and get right to sleep. If you're asleep within 10 minutes I'll treat you to a movie tomorrow."

"What if Kelly asks us why we didn't come back down?" asked Jill.

"Why don't you just tell her......uh, that you thought she got loose, because a girl with a Halloween mask on surprised you up here and made you go to bed. She won't know whether you're telling the truth or not."

"OK, I'll be asleep before Jill even gets into her bed," bragged Brandon as he laid down and pulled up the covers.

"Bet you won't," countered Jill as she ran through their bathroom and jumped into her own bed.

"Music will help you sleep better," said Trish as she turned on each of the clock radios that were beside their beds. 'It'll also help cover up any extra noise that may come from downstairs.'

"Goodnight Jill...Goodnight Brandon." Trish had to wait only a few minutes until the twins were sound asleep.

* * * * * * *

Kelly waited...and waited...and waited. 'Where are they? they must have found the jewels by now.'

"Brandon..Jill, come down here...the game's over."

Trish was standing 3 feet in front of Kelly, quietly observing her prey. 'No, you traitor, the game is just beginning.' Trish reached forward and lightly flicked Kelly's nose with the tip of a feather.

Kelly pulled her head back. 'What was that? Did they sneak back in here?'

Something brushed against her neck and she twisted her body to get away from it.

"OK, this is not funny anymore. The game is over. If you don't untie me this instant, I'll have to tell your parents."

Trish put the feather down and smiled as she heard Kelly's stern words. 'Bitch, you're not dealing with the kids anymore....I'm in charge now.' Trish reached into her backpack, pulled out a long brown scarf, and tucked one end into the waistband of her shorts. She also brought out 2 pairs of panties and rolled them into a ball, which she held in the palm of her right hand. 'Better be ready, sooner or later she's going to panic.'

"Now listen kids," Kelly pleaded. "If you untie me right now, I promise you won't get into any .......'oh god, my blouse.' Kelly tried to twist away, but was limited by the tethers to the chair. The hands unbuttoning her blouse easily followed her and continued...2 buttons...3 buttons.

"Stop, Please" She was on the verge of tears. "Brandon, Jill, talk to me." 4 buttons...5 buttons. "This isn't right, you can't do this. Stop, right now." 6 buttons...and her blouse was spread open, exposing her white lacy bra.

Kelly's breathing was erratic as she was losing her battle to remain calm. Her breasts rose and fell as she gasped for breath. Trish was ready with the wadded up panties.

Between gulps of air Kelly pleaded once more. "If you don't........untie me now........I'll scream for help........and then the police will come.....Is that what you want?" Kelly pulled on her wrist ropes again, but they still held tight.

'What I want right now is to see those pretty tits of yours.' Trish released the front snap on Kelly's bra, simultaneously exposing her breasts and sending her over the edge. Kelly's scream for HELP was cut short as Trish jammed the panties into her mouth. In one motion Trish stepped behind Kelly and pulled the scarf from her waistband.

She placed the scarf between Kelly's lips and pulled tight, sealing the panties inside. The long scarf was wound behind Kelly's head and back to the front. Trish double-knotted the ends of the scarf between Kelly's parted lips.

Kelly was still now, although her heart was racing and her breathing labored.

'That wasn't either of the kids.....someone else is here. What am I going to do,

what can I do? God, the kids, what's happened to the kids? I hope they're all right.' Kelly erupted in a flurry of motion, twisting and pulling at the ropes, only to fall back exhausted in defeat.

Trish sat on the couch and watched Kelly's struggles. 'She's really scared.....and kind of excited too, look at those nipples.....she does look kind of sexy, helpless and half naked.' Trish walked silently over to the bookshelf and turned on the stereo, not very loud, just loud enough to mask small noises.

'Let's see if there's any coke or lemonade in the frig.'

Kelly's adrenalin kicked in again when she heard the music come on. Her whole body tensed in anticipation. 'Ok Kelly, what are you going to do? I need to help those kids, if they're still alive and I have to stay alive to do that. But I'm helpless to change my fate....I can't move and I can't talk. All I can do is cooperate and hope they don't hurt me. I wonder how many?'

"Mmmppphhh...mmmpppfff...ugghhhh," Kelly screamed into her gag as the numbing cold shot from her left nipple straight to her brain.

Trish ignored Kelly's muted pleas to stop, circling the ice cube around Kelly's areola and then over to her right breast. She continued rubbing the ice across Kelly's chest as little drops of water cascaded down her stomach, darkening the waistband of her shorts. Every now and then Trish would surprise Kelly by tweaking one of her hardened nipples.

'Kelly, this is fun....for me anyway.....I wonder what you'd think if I took off your blindfold. Maybe you'd be sorry you stole Jeff from me. Here's one to cool off your pussy a little.' Trish put the last part of the ice cube down the front of Kelly's shorts.

"Oomph.....MMMPHHHH." Kelly squirmed in a futile attempt to get away from the cold, hard object pressed against her sex, slowly melting. 'God, just do whatever you're going to do.....quit tormenting me.' The ice melted quickly from the heat trapped inside her panties as Kelly's body continued to betray her......flushed skin, extended nipples, and now her pussy was getting wet from more than just the melting ice.

'OK, Miss modest 1 piece bathing suit, now that you're kind of used to being half-naked, let's see how you deal with totally naked.' Trish stepped behind Kelly and pushed her blouse and bra straps down past her elbows. She choose a medium length piece of rope from her backpack and doubled it. Trish ran the looped end between Kelly's arms and her back, positioned the rope just above

Kelly's elbows and inserted the loose ends through the loop. Using steady pressure, Trish pulled until Kelly's elbows were almost touching. 'Didn't know you were this limber Kell.' Trish circled her upper arms 3 more times with the rope and cinched it off.

Kelly wished she still believed in magic and could wish this away, but instead her situation was getting worse. Her hands were becoming a little numb and now her shoulders felt the strain of having her elbows forced together.

Trish untied Kelly's wrists after tethering her elbow tie to the top rung of the chair back.

Kelly did not resist as she felt her blouse and bra straps being pulled down past her hands. She was grateful for the feeling that creeped back into her hands intermingled with the familiar tingling.

Trish looked down at Kelly's breasts, thrust forward due to the position of her shoulders, and felt a warm tingling inside of her. She reached down and cupped Kelly's breasts in her hands. She heard a small gasp from Kelly as she gently traced around the reddish-brown areolas.

Kelly reached back with her hands and touched her captor's legs. 'They're smooth, it's a girl....it had to be....oh God, that feels good......what am I saying, I'm being felt up by another girl....oh I don't care anymore, it just feels so good.'

As if on cue, the stranger pinched Kelly's nipples, and a lightning bolt went straight to her very wet pussy.

Trish could see that Kelly was rushing towards an orgasm and didn't want to give her that pleasure just yet. She abruptly quit massaging Kelly's breasts and after she heard a definite groan from Kelly, retied her wrists. Trish then tied a rope just above Kelly's knees before releasing the tether that had held her to the chair. After untying Kelly's ankles, Trish helped her stand up and then backed away to watch her tentative movements.

Kelly flexed her ankles and walked in a small circle. With no sight and her legs tied at the knees, she was still very much a prisoner.

Trish sat on the couch and admired the view. 'You know Kell, your tits look a lot bigger this way. Maybe I should call Jeff and have him come over. I wonder whether he'd untie you or fuck you first.' A few minutes passed as Trish watched Kelly testing her bonds, trying to relieve the strain on her shoulders.

Trish saw Kelly heading straight for the lazyboy and fell in step behind her. When Kelly gently bumped into the foot of the chair she turned herself around and Trish choose that moment to grasp the waistband of Kelly's shorts and panties. Kelly squirmed in a fruitless effort as Trish pulled them down to her knees. Trish forced Kelly to kneel and then made her lie on her stomach. Trish untied Kelly's knees and removed the last of her clothes. She slapped her on the butt and turned her over, forcing her to lie on her bound arms.

'Very nice pussy, Kell....neatly trimmed and.....(sticking 2 fingers inside Kelly).....so very wet.....you're getting off on this.'

Kelly was almost glad that the blindfold prevented her from having to look her captor in the eye. She felt more embarrassed than she had ever felt before in her life, and also more turned on. It was easier this way, to be used in a way that would have repulsed her before. She wanted the probing fingers to continue to work on her clit, slide in and out, in and out until she exploded in orgasm.

'I don't know who she is and I don't care anymore.'

What Kelly wished though, was not what Trish was there for. After several thrusts into Kelly's pussy, Trish stopped, and retrieved her pile of ropes. She crossed Kelly's ankles and tied them. She lifted Kelly up until she was kneeling and tightly wrapped rope above and below her breasts.

Laying her down on her back again, Trish now examined Kelly's exposed pussy. Trish of course had seen many other women naked in the showers after an athletic event, but never before had the opportunity to examine another girl's pussy so freely. Her fingers danced through the wispy light brown pubic hairs arranged in a neat triangle, pointing to Kelly's slit. Her fingers rubbed Kelly's puffy labia, glistening with the juices of her arousal. One finger slid inside and teased Kelly's clit as the air was heavy with the musky smell of sex.

Trish's eyes saw Kelly's breasts, framed by rope and topped by hardened nipples, rise and fall as her passion grew.

Trish felt her own passion grow as she continued to finger fuck her best friend. Trish wanted to stop, but was driven on by a lust she couldn't control any more. She lifted Kelly's legs and crawled underneath. With Kelly's legs resting on her shoulders, Trish covered Kelly's mound with her mouth and drove her tongue into Kelly's pussy.

Kelly was still technically a virgin. She dated a little in high school and had let a couple of boys feel her tits, but nothing else. Last year at college she dated Chad for 4 months and he was able to finger fuck her a few times and went down on her once. Kelly had found it enjoyable even though she was unable to climax. To satisfy Chad's insistence on sex, Kelly jerked him off several times, but when that failed to appease him and he became more demanding, she broke up with him. But this was different, she had no choice, no decision of right or wrong. The tongue that was intimately exploring her pussy was strong, yet so gentle. The feelings coursing through her body were unfamiliar and wonderful.

Trish abandoned all self control as her right hand found it's way inside her panties and 2 fingers dipped into her own pussy. Her tongue was driving Kelly to an orgasm while she played with her own clit. Kelly's body suddenly stiffened and she groaned with pleasure through the gag as wave after wave of relief swept through her. Seconds later, Trish bit her lip to stifle a scream as her fingers gave her the climax she desperately wanted. As the sensations subsided, Trish fell to the floor, completely spent, letting Kelly's legs rest on top of her.

After several minutes, Trish recovered and resolved to finish her plan.

'I don't hate you anymore Kell.....in fact I think we both could be even closer.....but I can't let you know yet that it was me.....I'm kind of sorry and glad this happened. Doesn't make sense, but that's how I feel.'

Kelly lay exhausted, happy, naked, and bound. After a brief rest, her captor turned her over and attached another rope to her wrists and looped the other end around her ankle ropes.

Trish pulled tight on the rope and tied it off at Kelly's wrists, forcing Kelly into a severe hog-tie. When Kelly grunted through her gag, Trish patted her on the butt and sensuously traced the curve of Kelly's ass with her fingertips.

When Kelly responded with soft moans, Trish turned her on her side and continued to play with her. Trish sucked on Kelly's left tit and ran her fingers between Kelly's thighs and up to her bush.

She teased Kelly by playing with her pubic hairs and then thoroughly lubricated her index finger by dipping it into Kelly's pussy. As she gently bit and rolled an areola in her mouth, she pressed her finger against Kelly's anus, and pushed.

"YES, I'm ready, again......I'm ready, I can come again......NO, NO, NOT THERE....oh my god, my ass......"

Kelly tightened her muscles as much as she could , but soon Trish's well lubricated finger slipped into Kelly's rectum.

"Jeez, it's in my butt...oh god no...OH...OH...OHHHH, that feels GOOD....yes, yes, yes, YESSSSSS....oh god...OH GODDDDD!!'.

Kelly's body lay limp; recovering from her 2nd orgasm, when she heard a click-whirr mixed in with the music. "That was a strange noise....there it is again...I wonder...oh god, it's a camera.'

"UUMmmmpp...MMmmmph," was all she could say as she struggled to avoid the camera's eye.

Trish simply moved around snapping picture after picture. 'Great stuff Kell, we'll call this series 'What I did during summer vacation'. Pull on the ropes, look anguished, good...good... great.'

Kelly realized the futility of her struggle and came to a rest face down.

Several small tears were quickly soaked up by the blindfold.

'Pictures.....photographs of me, like this, naked and tied up.....it's not just tonight, it's forever.....who's going to see those photos?.....who's going to have those photos?.....this is a nightmare.'

Trish inspected the room and carefully packed her backpack with anything that might point to her as the intruder. She tiptoed up the stairs and checked on the twins and found them sleeping peacefully. She crept back down to the family room and stopped at the entrance and looked at her hog-tied friend. 'This sure was a night, wasn't it Kell? I'll have the photos to remember it by and you'll have your memories, but maybe someday I'll share the photos with you and you can share your memories with me. I've got to go in a minute....I'll see you tomorrow at the park.'

Trish kneeled next to Kelly and removed the rope holding her ankles to her wrists, and then she removed the ropes forcing Kelly's elbows together. Kelly sighed with relief as her shoulders slumped forward and her legs straightened out. Trish untied the knots on the upper body ropes and tucked the ends under the other ropes. Lastly, she untied the knots on the rope holding Kelly's wrists, tucking those ends under and over the other strands of rope. Trish lovingly caressed Kelly's ass one more time, then picked up her backpack and quickly vanished through the backdoor.

Kelly was afraid to hope that it was over. She heard the backdoor open and close and still she laid quiet. Several minutes passed and she pulled on her wrists and felt the ropes loosening. She twisted her wrists and pulled again and they were free. Kelly worked her arms around to the front of her body and sat up. By dipping her head Kelly was able to pull the blindfold from her eyes.

As she got used to the light, Kelly looked around and was astonished to see that everything in the room looked the same as it did before......with only one exception, her. Kelly pushed her arms out to the side and the chest ropes loosened and gave way. Kelly removed her gag and untied her ankles, rising to a wobbly stance. She picked up her clothes, which had been left in a neat pile on the couch, and unsteadily made her way to the downstairs bathroom.

She put her clothes on the counter, wrapped a large towel around her, and ran upstairs to check on the twins.

Finding them sound asleep, she returned to the bathroom and stared in amazement at her image in the mirror. Rope marks and red blotches from rolling around on the carpet were everywhere on her body. Both sides of her mouth were red and crinkled because of the tight gag. She held her wrists up and could still see the rope pattern circling them. Kelly also saw a different woman than the woman that came over earlier that afternoon. This new woman had went through agony and ecstasy and now viewed her sexuality in a new and wonderful light. She hated that pictures of her were taken, but she also hoped that someday she could see those pictures. She wanted desperately to tell someone, to share with someone, what had happened .....but she knew that she would be too embarrassed to talk about it.

Kelly stepped into the shower and relaxed in the stinging spray of hot water.

Brandon and Jill came running down the stairs at 8 AM and found Kelly asleep on the couch in the family room.

"Wake up sleepyhead, it's morning already," shouted Brandon.

"Yeah," agreed Jill, turning on the TV. "It's time for cereal and cartoons."

Kelly looked at them through drowsy eyes. "Go easy you two, I didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

"What's the matter? asked Jill. "Did you have a nightmare?"

Kelly sat up and stretched. "What happened to you guys last night after I told you where the jewels were hidden. Why didn't you come back down right away and untie me?"

"Sorry about that," apologized Brandon. "We thought it would be funny to leave you tied up for a while so we wouldn't have to go to bed right away."

"But you sure made us pay for that little mistake," Jill said as she rubbed her bottom with her right hand.

"Made you pay? What do you mean?"

"You really scared us when you burst through the door wearing that Jason Mask," said Jill. "I almost wet my pants."

"We know we deserved it," admitted Brandon. "but that was the first time we've been spanked in at least 2 years, and it hurt."

"How did you get loose?," asked Jill. "Brandon must be slipping with his knots."

Kelly's mouth opened but nothing came out for several seconds.

"...............I'll tell you later. Why don't you get some breakfast and let me rest a little longer."

"Sure, let's go Jill," said Brandon.

Kelly sat with her knees drawn up to her chest and watched the twins as they ate their breakfast in front of the TV. 'It seems like a dream, yet I know it was real; so very, very real. Are those brats telling me the truth? I don't know, they are accomplished liars.....but their story is plausible, it might be the truth. If it is the truth then they don't need to know any more. If they're lying, then they probably know who kept me tied up, who tormented me, who pleasured me in a way I've never known. If they know, I want to know....but I can't ask them. I can't talk to my parents; I'd be too embarrassed and they'd probably want to call in the police or the FBI. I might be able to talk to

Trish, maybe she could...................... TRISH.............I wonder?'