Bound Brenda the Babysitter (M/F/F) Part 2 added
Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2020 8:38 pm
Brenda had been babysitting little Suzie Jennings since she was fourteen and still in Junior High. Today was Brenda’s eighteenth birthday and it was also Tuesday night which meant it was date for for Mr. and Mrs. Jennings. This had been a weekly event for the happy couple for the entire four years Brenda had been sitting for them. Brenda didn’t mind it was her birthday, it was after all a Tuesday night and she had a science exam tomorrow morning anyway. Brenda was teased by her friends that had already graduated high school last summer because she hadn’t started school until she was six. She now had to graduate at eighteen going on nineteen. She hated being in high school when her friends were freshmen in college.
Brenda was a tiny girl, she was five foot two at the most, she was one hundred and five pounds soaking wet. Brenda however was a natural beauty. She had long strawberry blonde hair, gorgeous green eyes and cute little freckles across her nose and cheeks. She had round ample breasts for her size, a respectable 34B. Her breasts were perky and her tiny nipple seemed to always be erect. She had an incredible ass, it was what drew all the looks from the boys. Round, tight and always on display in her leggings which she always wore. She was a beautiful girl and she knew it.
Mr. Jennings knew how beautiful Brenda was as well. He couldn’t keep his jaw closed when she was around. He always offered her a ride home and was the first to answer the door for her. Brenda knew Mr. Jennings enjoyed looking at her and she would dress for him. She thought it was cute how much he lusted after her. Brenda would always wear her best leggings and some form of tight shirt and give him just the slightest wink and smile when she caught him looking. Tonight was no different but what didn’t know and would never had expected it just what Mr. Jennings would do to touch her.
Brenda arrived at 7:30p.m. like she did every Thursday night. Mr. Jennings answered the door and gave her his usual huge smile. Brenda was wearing gray shiny spandex leggings, white ankle socks, black Nike sneakers and a tight red and gray t-shirt. Her strawberry blonde hair pulled into a cute ponytail. He nipples erect as always and visible under her tight shirt. Mr. Jennings was staring. “May I come in Sir,” she said coyly with a smile. “Oh God, yes of course come in. I’m so sorry,” Mr. Jennings said, embarrassed.
“Mrs. Jennings and Suzie are out at the store, they will be back soon. Suzie wanted to get you a gift for your birthday,” he said as he walked into the family room. Brenda’s heart melted, she loved Suzie so much and really liked babysitting her. Suzie was the sweetest nine year old she knew. “That’s so sweet,” Brenda said. “I just love her to pieces,” she said. Mr. Jennings asked if Brenda wanted a drink and she asked for some water. He went to the kitchen, “have a seat sweetheart make yourself at home, it won’t be too long,” he said. Brenda felt kind of strange being alone with Mr. Jennings this was the first time ever, and they were never late for date night.
Brenda sat in the big puffy recliner, Mr. Jennings handed her a class of ice water. Brenda sipped it and said. “I hope you and Mrs. Jennings don’t miss date night just for my birthday.” Brenda gave him a little smile, “nonsense sweetheart, you’re part of the family,” he said with a wink. Brenda sipped her water some more and felt a bit weird. Her mouth was dry and she was dizzy. She drank some more water and the room became foggy. Mr. Jennings was smiling and walking toward her. His voice sounded distant when he spoke. “Don’t worry sweetie, I will take good care of you,” he said just and she drifted off into unconsciousness.
When Brenda came too, her vision was fuzzy and she was groggy. She tried to sit up but couldn’t. She blinked furiously and tried to focus. She looked to her right and noticed her right wrist handcuffed to a thick wooden bed post. As she came back to consciousness she realized she was handcuffed spread eagle on a bed and her mouth had a huge knotted cloth tied in it. There was rope holding her waist down and rope tied from her knees under the bed holding her legs from moving.
“Welcome back beautiful,” Mr. Jennings said. Brenda looked up and sitting at the foot of the bed was a naked Mrs. Jennings tied tightly to a chair and gagged with duct tape. She then look to the foot of the bed and Mr. Jennings was standing naked as well. “My beautiful Brenda, I have longed for this moment and I know you have as well,” he said with a smile. “The way you dress, the way you give me little hints. I knew you wanted me.” Brenda shook her head no and tried to protest but could only muster a nasally “mmmppphhh.” Mr. Jennings laughed, “don’t lie Brenda, the coy winks and smiles. The yoga pants and hard nipple, who the fuck you trying to fool,” he said. Brenda flirted yeah, she thought it was fun to tease him but she never wanted to be bound and gagged with him and his naked wife. This was way too far and she was scared, I know him so how does this end without her being hurt Brenda thought to herself.
Mr. Jennings stood behind Mrs. Jennings caressing her ample bosom and said “Mrs. Jennings and I have always admired your tight little body, right dear?” he said, “mmmhmmm,” she muttered into her gag and nodded her head yes. Brenda had also though Mrs. Jennings was hot for an older lady. She was tall, five foot nine and roughly one hundred and twenty five pounds. She had a cute brunette bob haircut that accentuated the beautiful features of her face. She had massive 38D breasts that were still firm and perky for a forty one year old woman. Her belly was flat and toned and her legs were just as toned. Her ass was ample and firm and giggled just right when she walked. She was the definition of a MILF.
Mrs. Jennings looked at Brenda with dazzling hazel fuck me eyes and Brenda gazed back at her oddly turned on by the sight of her bound and gagged. Mr. Jennings naked body kind of ruined her arousal though. Mr. Jennings came to the bed and sat next to Brenda. He ran a hand up one of her legging clad legs and up and over her belly to her breasts. He pinched and rolled her left nipple in his thumb and forefinger. “I think you’re going to enjoy our version of date night, my precious Brenda.” he said. Brenda wasn’t so sure and it occurred to her that she had no idea where little Suzie was and if she was safe. Brenda became very nervous and hoped she was okay. They wouldn’t hurt their own daughter would they, she thought.
More coming soon.
Brenda was a tiny girl, she was five foot two at the most, she was one hundred and five pounds soaking wet. Brenda however was a natural beauty. She had long strawberry blonde hair, gorgeous green eyes and cute little freckles across her nose and cheeks. She had round ample breasts for her size, a respectable 34B. Her breasts were perky and her tiny nipple seemed to always be erect. She had an incredible ass, it was what drew all the looks from the boys. Round, tight and always on display in her leggings which she always wore. She was a beautiful girl and she knew it.
Mr. Jennings knew how beautiful Brenda was as well. He couldn’t keep his jaw closed when she was around. He always offered her a ride home and was the first to answer the door for her. Brenda knew Mr. Jennings enjoyed looking at her and she would dress for him. She thought it was cute how much he lusted after her. Brenda would always wear her best leggings and some form of tight shirt and give him just the slightest wink and smile when she caught him looking. Tonight was no different but what didn’t know and would never had expected it just what Mr. Jennings would do to touch her.
Brenda arrived at 7:30p.m. like she did every Thursday night. Mr. Jennings answered the door and gave her his usual huge smile. Brenda was wearing gray shiny spandex leggings, white ankle socks, black Nike sneakers and a tight red and gray t-shirt. Her strawberry blonde hair pulled into a cute ponytail. He nipples erect as always and visible under her tight shirt. Mr. Jennings was staring. “May I come in Sir,” she said coyly with a smile. “Oh God, yes of course come in. I’m so sorry,” Mr. Jennings said, embarrassed.
“Mrs. Jennings and Suzie are out at the store, they will be back soon. Suzie wanted to get you a gift for your birthday,” he said as he walked into the family room. Brenda’s heart melted, she loved Suzie so much and really liked babysitting her. Suzie was the sweetest nine year old she knew. “That’s so sweet,” Brenda said. “I just love her to pieces,” she said. Mr. Jennings asked if Brenda wanted a drink and she asked for some water. He went to the kitchen, “have a seat sweetheart make yourself at home, it won’t be too long,” he said. Brenda felt kind of strange being alone with Mr. Jennings this was the first time ever, and they were never late for date night.
Brenda sat in the big puffy recliner, Mr. Jennings handed her a class of ice water. Brenda sipped it and said. “I hope you and Mrs. Jennings don’t miss date night just for my birthday.” Brenda gave him a little smile, “nonsense sweetheart, you’re part of the family,” he said with a wink. Brenda sipped her water some more and felt a bit weird. Her mouth was dry and she was dizzy. She drank some more water and the room became foggy. Mr. Jennings was smiling and walking toward her. His voice sounded distant when he spoke. “Don’t worry sweetie, I will take good care of you,” he said just and she drifted off into unconsciousness.
When Brenda came too, her vision was fuzzy and she was groggy. She tried to sit up but couldn’t. She blinked furiously and tried to focus. She looked to her right and noticed her right wrist handcuffed to a thick wooden bed post. As she came back to consciousness she realized she was handcuffed spread eagle on a bed and her mouth had a huge knotted cloth tied in it. There was rope holding her waist down and rope tied from her knees under the bed holding her legs from moving.
“Welcome back beautiful,” Mr. Jennings said. Brenda looked up and sitting at the foot of the bed was a naked Mrs. Jennings tied tightly to a chair and gagged with duct tape. She then look to the foot of the bed and Mr. Jennings was standing naked as well. “My beautiful Brenda, I have longed for this moment and I know you have as well,” he said with a smile. “The way you dress, the way you give me little hints. I knew you wanted me.” Brenda shook her head no and tried to protest but could only muster a nasally “mmmppphhh.” Mr. Jennings laughed, “don’t lie Brenda, the coy winks and smiles. The yoga pants and hard nipple, who the fuck you trying to fool,” he said. Brenda flirted yeah, she thought it was fun to tease him but she never wanted to be bound and gagged with him and his naked wife. This was way too far and she was scared, I know him so how does this end without her being hurt Brenda thought to herself.
Mr. Jennings stood behind Mrs. Jennings caressing her ample bosom and said “Mrs. Jennings and I have always admired your tight little body, right dear?” he said, “mmmhmmm,” she muttered into her gag and nodded her head yes. Brenda had also though Mrs. Jennings was hot for an older lady. She was tall, five foot nine and roughly one hundred and twenty five pounds. She had a cute brunette bob haircut that accentuated the beautiful features of her face. She had massive 38D breasts that were still firm and perky for a forty one year old woman. Her belly was flat and toned and her legs were just as toned. Her ass was ample and firm and giggled just right when she walked. She was the definition of a MILF.
Mrs. Jennings looked at Brenda with dazzling hazel fuck me eyes and Brenda gazed back at her oddly turned on by the sight of her bound and gagged. Mr. Jennings naked body kind of ruined her arousal though. Mr. Jennings came to the bed and sat next to Brenda. He ran a hand up one of her legging clad legs and up and over her belly to her breasts. He pinched and rolled her left nipple in his thumb and forefinger. “I think you’re going to enjoy our version of date night, my precious Brenda.” he said. Brenda wasn’t so sure and it occurred to her that she had no idea where little Suzie was and if she was safe. Brenda became very nervous and hoped she was okay. They wouldn’t hurt their own daughter would they, she thought.
More coming soon.