The anxious babysitter (m/Ff)
Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2021 9:59 am
-Part 1-
I'm Mark, and when I was 15 had a situation with my 'no-babysitter' and my 17 years old step-sister.
My father and his mother had just got married, and we start to live all together, but my step-sister (Bridget) and I don’t like each other, so we had a lot of big problems and for that we lost the trust from my father and her mother.
One day, our parents had to go out all the weekend, and they ask to a friend to 'accompany' us. Bridget and I got upset because we don’t need a babysitter at our age, and we were angry because they stop trusting in us!
Her friend was Mrs. Collete, she was a gorgeous mature woman! light brown hair and eyes, great body! She came with jeans and a navy blue low-cut blouse. She is over 40 but never got married.
When I saw her I forgot my fury and I got too shy and quiet, unlike Bridget, who was still angry and when our parents go out she ran up to her room slamming the door. I just wanted watch TV in peace like I used to do in my previous life, before all discussions and changes! But because of the situation with Bridget and my shyness the atmosphere was too uncomfortable, and the weekend only had begun.
I sited in the couch and turn on the TV to get relaxed, but Mrs. Colette trying to be nice sits next to me and starts talking to me a lot, and her questions are dull or uncomfortable, I tried to answer them for education but awkward silences were inevitable, also she realized that the situation was getting out of her hands, so, unconsciously, she started to show herself a little anxious:
"Ehhhh... Mark... Ahh... I kwon! Do you want play something!"
"Erhh... No… Thanks. I don't like table games"
"And other games like...? Mmm... wait… let me think in kid’s games… Maybe tied up each other?... Or I don’t know… something else?"
Despite the themes in her previous attempts to talk with me were too random, I never expected that! I got shocked but got over my shyness, I can’t let go this opportunity caused by her nervousness
"Well... Ok... ‘Tied up’ sounds a bit fun"
"Good! Good! So Mark, go to search for ropes, scarves or something”
“Sure, I come back in a minute”
“I'll tie you up first?"
"Mmm… better I’ll tie you up first"
"Yes! Fine by me" She nods happily, maybe thinking that finally something is working, she looked kind of relieved. Was so unexpected to me see this beautiful mature serious woman acting so uncertainty.
I went for ropes and bandanas, trying to look relaxed while my heart wants to explode, and came back immediately with her, then she puts her arms in front:
"Go ahead!"
"Actually... do you mind if I try to tie your hands back?"
"Oh... Well... Yes, fine"
I took a piece of rope and tie her hands in a crossed position
"Wow! you are good in this, is getting tight but it doesn’t hurt"
"Good. Thank you!"
Actually she was right, this was working because eventually we started to talk more relaxed. But some moments later, as usual, Bridget turn on her stereo all loud! That is something that I hated about her. She was the stereotypical spoiled hot blonde that do all she wants, even in my house! Mrs. Collete noticed my anger and she try to sermonize me while I was tying up her ankles together, she was criticizing my attitude, guessing how I feel and giving me dull advices. But that just got me angrier, I got tired of people telling me how it supposes I have to feel. I was now really mad.
“Is enough! This is not your business!”
“But your parents are my friends! and I worry about you”
“You better worry for yourself” I take a bandana and stuff it in her mouth
“AAARMMMNMMPH!!!”
“Finally you will get shut up. I just want watch TV in peace!”
I tied other bandana like a cleave gagged for keep the stuff-gag in her mouth. Now she is worry, moaning and struggling in the couch. I can see in her face the regret of suggesting this game, she is trying to look her knots and untie the rope.
I was so mad, and a minute later Bridget made everything worse when she came down and starts to laugh when sees the situation
“Hahahaha What have you done Marky?”
“Mmmmph! Mmmmph!”
“Stop calling me ’Marky’! This is just… a game. And turn off that trash in your room!”
“You giving me orders, little man? I don’t think so”
“Turn it off!”
“Force me!”
Wrong words for her, I grab her to the floor and we wrestled, but eventually I could lay her on her stomach, I sit over her toned legs and grab her hands in her back, took a piece of rope and I tie her wrists in a crossed position. While, Mrs. Collete grunts trying to say we stop, worried moaning, squirming and staring to all places as searching for a something to release herself. Bridget struggles and try to kick me, so I fast took other rope and I managed to tie her ankles together too.
“Release me or you will regret later!”
“Hahaha. You will regret now!”
I took two bandanas to stuff-gag her too.
“Aaarghmmnnph! Mmmmmnnnph!”
So there she was, squirming and grunting in her denim mini shorts and white shirt, while I went to her room to turn off her stereo.
When I came back, both look at me incredulous, moaning to I release them, I realized then I was now in big troubles. But I remember my fury, and I wanted a pleasured revenge, so I decided take it to the maximum consequences, anyway I was already in trouble.
To make me sure they couldn’t escape, I wanted tie them more. So I tied the Bridget’s thighs together and later tied her arms to her torso passing the rope under her breast, she tries to resist by struggling and grunting angry through her gag, but it was in vain. Then I sited her in the couch next to my other beautiful prisoner.
Next, I tied in the same way at Mrs. Collete, her thighs together and arms with torso, but she doesn’t resist, she just accepts her ties with a sad worry face and breathing a bit loud. Sometimes moans through her gag trying to convince me to release her, and sometimes she only shakes her head like saying 'no’
Finally I got a quiet place! And taking advantage of this unrepeatable moment, I turn on the TV to see my Series, I sited between them and rest each arm over their shoulders embracing both ladies.
Bridget time by time squirms and moans trying to release herself, but each time eventually stops frustrated. Mrs. Collete stays stiffed, sometimes with a nervous breathing or looking all around whit a worry face, at some point she despaired and shook hard all her body while released a big grunt; but she calmed, accepting her fate. She knows that totally lost the control and she failed in her responsibility of guard us.
I'm Mark, and when I was 15 had a situation with my 'no-babysitter' and my 17 years old step-sister.
My father and his mother had just got married, and we start to live all together, but my step-sister (Bridget) and I don’t like each other, so we had a lot of big problems and for that we lost the trust from my father and her mother.
One day, our parents had to go out all the weekend, and they ask to a friend to 'accompany' us. Bridget and I got upset because we don’t need a babysitter at our age, and we were angry because they stop trusting in us!
Her friend was Mrs. Collete, she was a gorgeous mature woman! light brown hair and eyes, great body! She came with jeans and a navy blue low-cut blouse. She is over 40 but never got married.
When I saw her I forgot my fury and I got too shy and quiet, unlike Bridget, who was still angry and when our parents go out she ran up to her room slamming the door. I just wanted watch TV in peace like I used to do in my previous life, before all discussions and changes! But because of the situation with Bridget and my shyness the atmosphere was too uncomfortable, and the weekend only had begun.
I sited in the couch and turn on the TV to get relaxed, but Mrs. Colette trying to be nice sits next to me and starts talking to me a lot, and her questions are dull or uncomfortable, I tried to answer them for education but awkward silences were inevitable, also she realized that the situation was getting out of her hands, so, unconsciously, she started to show herself a little anxious:
"Ehhhh... Mark... Ahh... I kwon! Do you want play something!"
"Erhh... No… Thanks. I don't like table games"
"And other games like...? Mmm... wait… let me think in kid’s games… Maybe tied up each other?... Or I don’t know… something else?"
Despite the themes in her previous attempts to talk with me were too random, I never expected that! I got shocked but got over my shyness, I can’t let go this opportunity caused by her nervousness
"Well... Ok... ‘Tied up’ sounds a bit fun"
"Good! Good! So Mark, go to search for ropes, scarves or something”
“Sure, I come back in a minute”
“I'll tie you up first?"
"Mmm… better I’ll tie you up first"
"Yes! Fine by me" She nods happily, maybe thinking that finally something is working, she looked kind of relieved. Was so unexpected to me see this beautiful mature serious woman acting so uncertainty.
I went for ropes and bandanas, trying to look relaxed while my heart wants to explode, and came back immediately with her, then she puts her arms in front:
"Go ahead!"
"Actually... do you mind if I try to tie your hands back?"
"Oh... Well... Yes, fine"
I took a piece of rope and tie her hands in a crossed position
"Wow! you are good in this, is getting tight but it doesn’t hurt"
"Good. Thank you!"
Actually she was right, this was working because eventually we started to talk more relaxed. But some moments later, as usual, Bridget turn on her stereo all loud! That is something that I hated about her. She was the stereotypical spoiled hot blonde that do all she wants, even in my house! Mrs. Collete noticed my anger and she try to sermonize me while I was tying up her ankles together, she was criticizing my attitude, guessing how I feel and giving me dull advices. But that just got me angrier, I got tired of people telling me how it supposes I have to feel. I was now really mad.
“Is enough! This is not your business!”
“But your parents are my friends! and I worry about you”
“You better worry for yourself” I take a bandana and stuff it in her mouth
“AAARMMMNMMPH!!!”
“Finally you will get shut up. I just want watch TV in peace!”
I tied other bandana like a cleave gagged for keep the stuff-gag in her mouth. Now she is worry, moaning and struggling in the couch. I can see in her face the regret of suggesting this game, she is trying to look her knots and untie the rope.
I was so mad, and a minute later Bridget made everything worse when she came down and starts to laugh when sees the situation
“Hahahaha What have you done Marky?”
“Mmmmph! Mmmmph!”
“Stop calling me ’Marky’! This is just… a game. And turn off that trash in your room!”
“You giving me orders, little man? I don’t think so”
“Turn it off!”
“Force me!”
Wrong words for her, I grab her to the floor and we wrestled, but eventually I could lay her on her stomach, I sit over her toned legs and grab her hands in her back, took a piece of rope and I tie her wrists in a crossed position. While, Mrs. Collete grunts trying to say we stop, worried moaning, squirming and staring to all places as searching for a something to release herself. Bridget struggles and try to kick me, so I fast took other rope and I managed to tie her ankles together too.
“Release me or you will regret later!”
“Hahaha. You will regret now!”
I took two bandanas to stuff-gag her too.
“Aaarghmmnnph! Mmmmmnnnph!”
So there she was, squirming and grunting in her denim mini shorts and white shirt, while I went to her room to turn off her stereo.
When I came back, both look at me incredulous, moaning to I release them, I realized then I was now in big troubles. But I remember my fury, and I wanted a pleasured revenge, so I decided take it to the maximum consequences, anyway I was already in trouble.
To make me sure they couldn’t escape, I wanted tie them more. So I tied the Bridget’s thighs together and later tied her arms to her torso passing the rope under her breast, she tries to resist by struggling and grunting angry through her gag, but it was in vain. Then I sited her in the couch next to my other beautiful prisoner.
Next, I tied in the same way at Mrs. Collete, her thighs together and arms with torso, but she doesn’t resist, she just accepts her ties with a sad worry face and breathing a bit loud. Sometimes moans through her gag trying to convince me to release her, and sometimes she only shakes her head like saying 'no’
Finally I got a quiet place! And taking advantage of this unrepeatable moment, I turn on the TV to see my Series, I sited between them and rest each arm over their shoulders embracing both ladies.
Bridget time by time squirms and moans trying to release herself, but each time eventually stops frustrated. Mrs. Collete stays stiffed, sometimes with a nervous breathing or looking all around whit a worry face, at some point she despaired and shook hard all her body while released a big grunt; but she calmed, accepting her fate. She knows that totally lost the control and she failed in her responsibility of guard us.