Every time I think back to that it turns me on. Shawn was hurrying us out because he didn't want us to be their when his sister got home. I analyzed her body a little bit longer before putting the key back in a place that she would eventually find it. For all I know, she could have been trying since i took the key and left. She was wiggling so much but barely moving at allI didn't know how long she had been trying to escape either. Her wiggling around was definitely the hottest thing. When I got up their, I found Emma wiggling around ferociously, looking for the key. I kept thinking about how I should probably go give the key back but i was too turned on to do that.Īfter about 3 hours of playing video games straight i went back up stairs to my captive. I played a few rounds of the game we were playing, although I was thinking more about my bound slave rather than the game. I eventually made my way back downstairs, with the key still with me off course. The only possible way for her to get freedom was if I decided that she could have the key. Me, a sixth grader in middle school, had a senior in high school, varsity Volly ball player tied up in her underwear completely at my mercy. And like the bastard I am, I snatched the key. In addition to all of that, Emma had also connected a chain and connected it to the back of her bondage mask and her ankles cuffs and tightened it so her head was stuck looking up.Īs I slowly crept around the bed, I spotted the key that Emma planted in order to make her escape. She then finished off the hogtie with a final pair of handcuffs. Another pair of handcuffs connected her elbows, and another pair on her wrists. She had belts tightly rapped around her thighs down to her lower legs and had a pair of cuffs on her ankles. She probably couldn't even make any noise is she wanted too in that thing. Also the ball gag in her mouth was massive. She had one of those mask ball gag things on so she couldn't see anything. As I walked around the bed she was on, I analyzed her bondage. She has brown eyes and brown hair.Īnyways, as I turned corner into her room, all i saw was her bare belly. I don't want to get too much into physical detail but she has a somewhat fat ass and nice pair of boobs. I've talked to Emma before, she has a nice and easy going personality. Shes about 5'6 and skinny but now too skinny. She was a varsity athlete on the girls Volley ball team. Her name was Emma and she had recently graduated high school and was going to college in a few months. Now before I continue, let me just explain to you Shawn's sister. I slowly peaked into the room and saw his sister on the bed. I finally reached the room where the source of the music was. I hesitated for a second and the continued on slowly to see where this music was coming from. And as I was nearing his room I heard music and it kind of freaked me out a little bit because no one was supposed to be their. Like I was explaining earlier, the houses in our area were not small. Shawn told me to go use the bathroom in his room in case I made a mess or something like that. Their was 5 of us down their just playing video games for a little while. We arrived at his house and immediately went into his basement where his flat screen tv and video game console were set up. We decided that we would go their and chill and leave right before his sister got home. Shawn said that no one was at his house but he wasn't allowed to go their with out his older sister their, who had stuff planned all day. Once we left we began to discuss what we would do now. It was so irritating so we decided to leave with all of our friends. We could here them arguing from across the house. The friends house we were at had some crazy parents though. One day Sean and I were hanging out at my one friends house playing video games like we usually did. His older sibling would stay home and watch him and make sure he didn't get into too much trouble. Shawn is the youngest of 5 children in his family. My good friend Shawn's parents were always out of town on business. I was part of a friend group with lots of people. This story takes place when I was in middle school. When I say wealthy, I mean everyone has a bug, expensive house, a nice car, and lots of toys to go along with it. My name is Michael and I live in my own apartment in New York, but at the time of this story I lived in a wealthy suburb of Chicago. Let me start of the story by explaining my self.
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