Sibling Bonding – Part 3
So
where I left off I had led or rather forced my sister up to her room to read
the drama script she was involved with. Now with the script in my hands, I
settled down on her bed to read it.
"James..." she pleaded with
a stronger plea than before. I ignored her.
"James..." she repeated.
"What!"
"Can we...you please..."
"Hush sister. You want to be
gagged again?" I pointed to her soggy undies.
"No..."
"Then quiet," I replied,
going back to the script.
"James..." I lunged over to
her and cupped my left hand over her lips, effectively hand-gagging her. With
my other free hand, I started to read the script. It was the typical DiD
scenario, a rich daughter kidnapped due to her and her father's riches. The
girl was handcuffed to a chair, just like what i did to my stepsis earlier,
except that her legs were cuffed as well. "Hmm, we missed this out didn't
we?" I looked at my sis.
"Mmmmpph..." was her
response and I felt a bit of her saliva against my hand.
"Let's see...yes they used ice
torture to get information out of her, they wow! hot objects against her, then
electric shock torture! This is some drama act alright how did you manage
it?" All I got was some muffled yells from Anna. "Okay," I said
I flipped over the page, "the character finally revealed the location of
her jewels and the combination code...wait she's release from the
chair..." I skipped a page and then my eyes widen. "Hmmm...the girl
now is bound with rope, not just around her arms, wrists and ankles but over
her breasts and crotch...as well..." Turning to Anna, I exclaimed,
"your play showed a girl wearing a crotch rope? Wow, this is some adult
drama act as well!"
"James, please can't we stop
this..." she pleaded as I removed my hand.
"Why..."
"Because...it's..." Anna
started to stammer.
"Because it's some you secretly
like right?" Anna was bright red now and looked down.
"Don't worry sis, I know where to
get some rope."
"James!"
She grabbed my arm. "Please, let's stop this,"
"Oh no sister, it is still
on." Before she could move further, I cuffed her again, attaching the
cuffs to the leg of her bed and pasted a piece of tape over her lips. Stay her
oh red head." She gave several yelps but I ignored her as I raced down to
the garage. My father and I fished alot as a hobby and our rods and fishing
boat naturally required rope. I picked out a coil of rope used for our sail
boat and also a pair of heavy duty scissors. Anna's eyes widen as I came back
with the rope.
"Okay Miss Camden, I remove your
gag, you don't yell." I did so and with saliva dripping down her chin, Ann
burst out, "James, you can't be serious."
"You want your gag back on?"
She shook her head.
"Then
obey me." I knew by now I was sounding much like a captor or a master, but
I didn't care. This was really a fun time and mostly Anna's fault--she was the
one who had the handcuffs in the first place. Soon enough I released her once
more and wrenched her arms behind her. Just then I stopped.
"What..."
"Your
clothing. The play described the girl in a floral dress, down to just below her
knees. You're in a jeans and skirt."
"I'm not going to change in front
of you..."
"I never said so. Now, I'm sure
you have a dress like that, go put one on."
Anna
hesitated. "James, binding me with rope is one thing but..uh are you going
to tie the...crotch rope?"
"That's
what happened in the play," I held up the script.
"James,
I'm not letting you type a rope around my...my..."
"Put
on some thing tights. Now move." Gee, sis what's wrong with mentioning
crotch?
Minutes
later, Anna was in a light blue floral dress and 20 denier tights.
"Ow!" She yelled s I wrapped the first round of rope around her
wrists. "James, does it have to be so tight?"
"A bit yes," I loosen it
slightly but had no plan to make it a sloppy rope work. Indeed less that 10
minutes later, her wrists were tight bound behind her with some sort of
lashing."
"James, it hurts."
"It
could be worst sis," I replied, then wrapped one rope below her boobs.
"What on earth?!"
"Oh come on, you know the girl in
the play was bound like this."
"James, I won't be able to
breathe..." But i ignored her protests and soon enough I managed to wrap
rope in some form of a breast bondage style around her breasts. I truthfully
never knew the cup size of my step sister but now it looked like a good B cup
protruding out.
"Next part, the crotch
rope," I announced and saw Anna shiver in fear. Two loops around her
waist, that's fine. Making her lie over, I ran the rest of the rope between her
anus and her crotch. In the process, i did get a good glimpse of her white high
waist knickers since her tights were quite transparent. Oh yes, I included a
small knot which directly rested against her crotch. Not sure if it was against
her clitoris, but it had to do. I then quickly bound her ankles and then moved
to fix her gag.
"Please,
please I don't want my knickers in my mouth again," she cried.
"Ok, but how bout this?" I
picked up one of her others tights and wrapped in around her head, giving her a
passable cleave gag. All done.
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