Relatively Bond(M/FFF, multiple parts for sure)-COMPLETED
Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2018 11:37 am
This story is a direct continuation of the Home invasion story I posted a while ago, it's kinda vital for the main characters, so go ahead and read it first http://www.tugstories.com/viewtopic.php?p=3018#p3018
WARNING: Incestual themes
Mom drove us in a rented blue vintage sedan car up to (also rented) two-storied hilltop villa. She is wearing a yellow sleeveless turtleneck paired with a cream colored trousers, an outfit she insisted wearing despite my protests against my (probably) traumatized mother showing too much curves in public. Her long brown hair was tied in a half-up knot and she put a pop of blush on her face while driving (YES IT'S FREAKING DANGEROUS).I was wearing a half-sleeved button up shirt with a pair of ripped jeans, not actually ripped by design but a bike tore through it. I wore a pair of discounted converse which bright yellow dye could stand out from the rest of my outfit Michelle was wearing a bright blue tank-top that she pairs with a dark red cropped jacket. She wore a pair of white leggings that she cover with a black Japanese-styled folded pattern miniskirt. She had a dead straight line fringe cut into her hair and she wore a pair of loafers on her feet.
"Here we are kids, let's go meet your aunt." Mom said as she stopped the car and pulled out the key. The villa have a wide garden at the front, a five feet tall wooden fencing and a clean shallow-ish swimming pool built in the backyard along with a pair of sunny loungers. In a mere few moments a woman opened the door and walked out to greet us. Disclaimer about my family tree, aunt Evelyn was actually mom's cousin, not her sibling- she was a couple years younger than mom, two inches taller and was practically raised together as their childhood homes were just across the street from each other.
Aunt Evelyn was wearing a purple shirt sleeved cotton shirt with a bow printed near the round neck and a plaid pink skirt that was two inches above her knees. Her hair fell just three inches past her shoulders and have a tone similar to mom's ; she had it parted in the middle with a ponytail held by a red hairband/scrunchie. she had red lipsctick rubbed onto her lips, my mom believed that Evelyn never cheaped out on lipsticks,something that she sometimes to with hair conditioners and wallpapers. Last time we visited her was two years ago, the day of my uncle's funeral(he had a car accident,a slight douchebaggery I should say?)
"It's been awhile Jen ! The kids grown taller than ever!" She smiled as she led us into the villa, which interior got some Spanish/Mediterranean undertones. There are 2 long couches in the room,their backs facing large glass panel windows and their front facing a LCD TV that became the crowdreeler. "Sorry to miss the party Aunt Evelyn." Said Chelle as she took a seat on the couch, followed by mom. "Don't mention it! Wait, isn't Greg SUPPOSED to be the bummed one here?" Aunt Evelyn snickered. Yes as the previous events mentioned, I used to have an innocent crush on Chelsea,my cousin. Probably kinda explains my bodily reaction during the robbery.
"It was an awful long time ago." I shrugged as I fiddled with my mobile game. Mom then stood from her side of the couch and declared"we need to fetch some things from the trunk, Chelle can you help me?" As chelle followed mom outside to the car she whispered into my ear."Try to grab her,tiger." with a grin on her face.I nodded in response, hiding the enthusiasm that I hunker.
"Sooo, how's life after that convict barged through?" Aunt Evelyn asked as she turned on the TV. "Well, it went pretty much to normality after stephen, except for several activity that all three of us routinely do." I replied, my eyes are fixed at a walk in closet that was just behind the wall to the right of me."Oh what is it?" Evelyn asked, her forehead raised and she shuffled on her seat.
"Back then, the convict had us tied down, something that we now do just a few days ago, a few internet pervs from a tie-up site gave me a few tips on how to be adept. It's the best thing to do for now, the second best will be knowing that Stephen is recaptured and we will slam him down in an air conditioned courtroom jam packed with reporters and armored police officers" I explained, looking back to my aunt."Do you want a round of hostage knotting?" I offered her. I could see a small smile formed at the corner of her lips as she answered."Just don't rough me up like Chelle, your mom mentioned it in a chat that she have it way worse than an accidental breast groping and an awkward boner. Fetch the scarves in the closet, let's start slow."
I picked a pair of blacks scarves along with a minty green one, I also tagged along with me a small towel I found the the closet. "Put your hands behind your back." I ordered her, she submissively obliged. Quickly I secured her slender wrists behind her back with a black scarf."Try it out, is it tight enough?" I asked her, in which she replied with a few moments of squirming and tugging to no avail. "Guess I won't be walking away soon am I?" Aunt Evelyn asked as I tied her ankles and knees with the last two scarves. As a final touch I tied a ball knot in the middle of the towel's length and jammed it in between aunt Evelyn's teeth."mmmprhrghhh" She mumbled as she adjusted her jaw to the gag. I slowly pushed her shoulder, laying her on her back as she squirmed and shuffled about on the couch, her hair spread away like a dipped mop inside a bucket and her breasts could be seen heaving up and down in rhytm to her breath.
Now if only the other girls could join in, this could be a perfect therapy after the burglary
Mom drove us in a rented blue vintage sedan car up to (also rented) two-storied hilltop villa. She is wearing a yellow sleeveless turtleneck paired with a cream colored trousers, an outfit she insisted wearing despite my protests against my (probably) traumatized mother showing too much curves in public. Her long brown hair was tied in a half-up knot and she put a pop of blush on her face while driving (YES IT'S FREAKING DANGEROUS).I was wearing a half-sleeved button up shirt with a pair of ripped jeans, not actually ripped by design but a bike tore through it. I wore a pair of discounted converse which bright yellow dye could stand out from the rest of my outfit Michelle was wearing a bright blue tank-top that she pairs with a dark red cropped jacket. She wore a pair of white leggings that she cover with a black Japanese-styled folded pattern miniskirt. She had a dead straight line fringe cut into her hair and she wore a pair of loafers on her feet.
"Here we are kids, let's go meet your aunt." Mom said as she stopped the car and pulled out the key. The villa have a wide garden at the front, a five feet tall wooden fencing and a clean shallow-ish swimming pool built in the backyard along with a pair of sunny loungers. In a mere few moments a woman opened the door and walked out to greet us. Disclaimer about my family tree, aunt Evelyn was actually mom's cousin, not her sibling- she was a couple years younger than mom, two inches taller and was practically raised together as their childhood homes were just across the street from each other.
Aunt Evelyn was wearing a purple shirt sleeved cotton shirt with a bow printed near the round neck and a plaid pink skirt that was two inches above her knees. Her hair fell just three inches past her shoulders and have a tone similar to mom's ; she had it parted in the middle with a ponytail held by a red hairband/scrunchie. she had red lipsctick rubbed onto her lips, my mom believed that Evelyn never cheaped out on lipsticks,something that she sometimes to with hair conditioners and wallpapers. Last time we visited her was two years ago, the day of my uncle's funeral(he had a car accident,a slight douchebaggery I should say?)
"It's been awhile Jen ! The kids grown taller than ever!" She smiled as she led us into the villa, which interior got some Spanish/Mediterranean undertones. There are 2 long couches in the room,their backs facing large glass panel windows and their front facing a LCD TV that became the crowdreeler. "Sorry to miss the party Aunt Evelyn." Said Chelle as she took a seat on the couch, followed by mom. "Don't mention it! Wait, isn't Greg SUPPOSED to be the bummed one here?" Aunt Evelyn snickered. Yes as the previous events mentioned, I used to have an innocent crush on Chelsea,my cousin. Probably kinda explains my bodily reaction during the robbery.
"It was an awful long time ago." I shrugged as I fiddled with my mobile game. Mom then stood from her side of the couch and declared"we need to fetch some things from the trunk, Chelle can you help me?" As chelle followed mom outside to the car she whispered into my ear."Try to grab her,tiger." with a grin on her face.I nodded in response, hiding the enthusiasm that I hunker.
"Sooo, how's life after that convict barged through?" Aunt Evelyn asked as she turned on the TV. "Well, it went pretty much to normality after stephen, except for several activity that all three of us routinely do." I replied, my eyes are fixed at a walk in closet that was just behind the wall to the right of me."Oh what is it?" Evelyn asked, her forehead raised and she shuffled on her seat.
"Back then, the convict had us tied down, something that we now do just a few days ago, a few internet pervs from a tie-up site gave me a few tips on how to be adept. It's the best thing to do for now, the second best will be knowing that Stephen is recaptured and we will slam him down in an air conditioned courtroom jam packed with reporters and armored police officers" I explained, looking back to my aunt."Do you want a round of hostage knotting?" I offered her. I could see a small smile formed at the corner of her lips as she answered."Just don't rough me up like Chelle, your mom mentioned it in a chat that she have it way worse than an accidental breast groping and an awkward boner. Fetch the scarves in the closet, let's start slow."
I picked a pair of blacks scarves along with a minty green one, I also tagged along with me a small towel I found the the closet. "Put your hands behind your back." I ordered her, she submissively obliged. Quickly I secured her slender wrists behind her back with a black scarf."Try it out, is it tight enough?" I asked her, in which she replied with a few moments of squirming and tugging to no avail. "Guess I won't be walking away soon am I?" Aunt Evelyn asked as I tied her ankles and knees with the last two scarves. As a final touch I tied a ball knot in the middle of the towel's length and jammed it in between aunt Evelyn's teeth."mmmprhrghhh" She mumbled as she adjusted her jaw to the gag. I slowly pushed her shoulder, laying her on her back as she squirmed and shuffled about on the couch, her hair spread away like a dipped mop inside a bucket and her breasts could be seen heaving up and down in rhytm to her breath.
Now if only the other girls could join in, this could be a perfect therapy after the burglary