The long weekend. ffff/m
Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2020 10:28 pm
“By the way, your sister is having a few friends over for the weekend.” I look surprised. “What?!” I exclaim, not knowing about this. “I’m leaving you in charge of everything.” My mom says to me. “Well that makes things a little bit better.” I reply. “Great, they should be here in a little while. Your father and I will be back Monday night so behave yourself!” With my father waiting in the car, she left quickly and there I was standing there perplexed.
I was finally looking forward to having some relaxing time for the weekend with my parents going away. Now I’d have to watch my sister and her friends. I’m 15 and my sister (Natalie) is 2 years younger than me. Her friends are all the same age and have grown up together. “Maybe if I just let them do their own thing they will leave me alone.” I thought to myself. Around 7 p.m the doorbell rang. It was them. “Well, there goes my weekend.” I walk to the door and open it.
“Hey guys.” I say to them as I let them in. They all greet me with a “hello.” And bring their stuff inside. “Natalie is up in her room.” “Thanks!” They say as they head up. Her 3 friends are Rachel (blonde), Melanie (also blonde), and Steph who is a brunette. All the girls are already wearing their pajama pants and shirts. The girls are also wearing flip flops. I yell up to them, “I ordered a few pizzas, they should be here soon.” After the pizzas came we sat together and ate. I mentioned to the girls “Look I know I’m in charge, but as long as you girls don’t act crazy. I don’t have a problem with whatever you do.” They looked at each other and agreed. “Awesome!” I say. “I’m gonna head to my room. If you need anything just let me know.” I put my plate away and head upstairs to play some video games. Hoping not to be bothered. I kick off my shoes and change into sweatpants and a t shirt. “Finally I can relax.”
I’ve been playing video games for a while now. I stop for a minute and look at the time. It’s 9:45. “Wow, I’ve lost track of time. I should go check on the girls and make sure they’re alive.” I get up and head down the hall to my sisters room. The door is closed and I can hear giggling. “Hmm I wonder what they’re talking about. This should be interesting.” I quietly lay on the floor and get close to the crack under the door so I can sort of see a little bit and hear them a little better. They’re mainly talking about boys and who has a crush on who. “How boring.” I think to myself. As I was really only paying attention to what they were saying I didn’t notice that one of the girls wasn’t o in the room. “That’s weird, I only count 3 pairs of feet. Where’s the 4th?”
All of a sudden, I feel a foot on my back. I turn around and it’s Melanie. I hadn’t realized she had gone to the bathroom, and when she returned, she saw me snooping. “What do you think you’re doing?” I try to explain myself but I just stutter and too over words. “Spying on our slumber party huh? There’s no surprise. Stand up!” I quickly stand up, hoping she won’t say anything. “I’m sorry, this wasn’t planned I was just curious.” I explain. “That’s enough.” She says. “Girls! Come out here.” The girls quickly open the door. “What’s wrong Melanie?” Natalie asks. “Well Natalie. When I returned from the bathroom I caught your creepy brother here laying on the floor listening to your conversations!” “Is that so? Well well well now the shoe is on the other foot.” Natalie says.
Before I go any further. I should explain what she means. When we were a few years younger, I used to have fun taking my sisters friends hostage. I would tie them up in my room with various ropes and mostly tickle their feet for hours. I always had a thing for feet. Rachel was the friend I used to tie up most, so I could imagine what she had planned.
“What should we do with him?” Steph asks. “I know!” Rachel says loudly. “Let’s tie him up and make him our slave for the weekend.” “Let’s not.” I say. “I’m in charge. I’ll just go back to my room.” I try to walk away but I’m quickly stopped. “You’re not going anywhere.” Rachel says. “We can finally get you back. Let’s take him downstairs to the basement where there’s more room. But first” Rachel pulls out an old jump rope from my sisters closet. “Steph, tie his wrists. Tight!” Melanie and Natalie hold my arms behind me as Steph ties my wrists tightly. “Excellent!” Rachel says. “Now, March!” With two girls in front of me and two girls behind me. This was really happening. They were getting revenge on me.
We reach the basement. We have a finished basement with a few couches and a tv. There’s plenty of room down there for the 5 of us. “Being him here! Kneel him down and let’s stand around him.” I’m silent as the girls surround me. Rachel was loving every minute of this. She’s naturally the one who takes charge in the group so this fit her perfectly. “Gather round gather round!” Rachel says. My sister and her two other friends giggle. “We must make this boy officially our slave. Before we proceed. We must state his crimes.” “Crimes?” I ask. “What is this?” “Natalie, please remove your brothers socks and stick them in his mouth. Then take that duct tape over there and cover his mouth with it.” “Absolutely!” My sister says excitedly. “Hey! There’s no need for that!” I protest. But my sister manages to get both socks off and effectively stick them in my mouth. I’ve been wearing them all day so it wasn’t pleasant. She then covers my mouth with thick duct tape so I am unable to speak. “Mmmpph! Mmphhh!!” Is all I manage to get out. “What was that? We can’t understand you!” Natalie says and the other girls laugh. “Okay!” Rachel says. “Let’s begin.”
“Before we can make this boy our slave for the weekend, we must officially make him guilty! Melanie please explain to us what you saw him doing in the hallway.” Melanie speaks. “I saw him laying on his stomach really close to the bedroom door. He was trying to listen in on what you were saying.” She explains. “So he was spying?” Rachel asks. “Yes he was.” Melanie says. “What do you think girls? Natalie, was your brother spying on our slumber party?” I try to protest again. I shake my head but nobody listens. “Yes I believe Melanie is telling the truth!” I hang my head. “Then it’s official!” Rachel says. “Natalie, your brother is guilty of spying on us. He is now officially our slave for the weekend. Let’s keep him locked in the closet over there for now until we decide what to do!” My sister and Steph bring me to my feet and lead me to the closet. They push me inside and close the door. They are both guarding it. I couldn’t believe it. I was taken hostage by 4 girls that were all younger than me. I’m now kneeling in a dark closet with my wrists tied, gagged heavily and barefoot. I could only imagine what they had in store for me. Especially since I used to do this to them in the past.
I was finally looking forward to having some relaxing time for the weekend with my parents going away. Now I’d have to watch my sister and her friends. I’m 15 and my sister (Natalie) is 2 years younger than me. Her friends are all the same age and have grown up together. “Maybe if I just let them do their own thing they will leave me alone.” I thought to myself. Around 7 p.m the doorbell rang. It was them. “Well, there goes my weekend.” I walk to the door and open it.
“Hey guys.” I say to them as I let them in. They all greet me with a “hello.” And bring their stuff inside. “Natalie is up in her room.” “Thanks!” They say as they head up. Her 3 friends are Rachel (blonde), Melanie (also blonde), and Steph who is a brunette. All the girls are already wearing their pajama pants and shirts. The girls are also wearing flip flops. I yell up to them, “I ordered a few pizzas, they should be here soon.” After the pizzas came we sat together and ate. I mentioned to the girls “Look I know I’m in charge, but as long as you girls don’t act crazy. I don’t have a problem with whatever you do.” They looked at each other and agreed. “Awesome!” I say. “I’m gonna head to my room. If you need anything just let me know.” I put my plate away and head upstairs to play some video games. Hoping not to be bothered. I kick off my shoes and change into sweatpants and a t shirt. “Finally I can relax.”
I’ve been playing video games for a while now. I stop for a minute and look at the time. It’s 9:45. “Wow, I’ve lost track of time. I should go check on the girls and make sure they’re alive.” I get up and head down the hall to my sisters room. The door is closed and I can hear giggling. “Hmm I wonder what they’re talking about. This should be interesting.” I quietly lay on the floor and get close to the crack under the door so I can sort of see a little bit and hear them a little better. They’re mainly talking about boys and who has a crush on who. “How boring.” I think to myself. As I was really only paying attention to what they were saying I didn’t notice that one of the girls wasn’t o in the room. “That’s weird, I only count 3 pairs of feet. Where’s the 4th?”
All of a sudden, I feel a foot on my back. I turn around and it’s Melanie. I hadn’t realized she had gone to the bathroom, and when she returned, she saw me snooping. “What do you think you’re doing?” I try to explain myself but I just stutter and too over words. “Spying on our slumber party huh? There’s no surprise. Stand up!” I quickly stand up, hoping she won’t say anything. “I’m sorry, this wasn’t planned I was just curious.” I explain. “That’s enough.” She says. “Girls! Come out here.” The girls quickly open the door. “What’s wrong Melanie?” Natalie asks. “Well Natalie. When I returned from the bathroom I caught your creepy brother here laying on the floor listening to your conversations!” “Is that so? Well well well now the shoe is on the other foot.” Natalie says.
Before I go any further. I should explain what she means. When we were a few years younger, I used to have fun taking my sisters friends hostage. I would tie them up in my room with various ropes and mostly tickle their feet for hours. I always had a thing for feet. Rachel was the friend I used to tie up most, so I could imagine what she had planned.
“What should we do with him?” Steph asks. “I know!” Rachel says loudly. “Let’s tie him up and make him our slave for the weekend.” “Let’s not.” I say. “I’m in charge. I’ll just go back to my room.” I try to walk away but I’m quickly stopped. “You’re not going anywhere.” Rachel says. “We can finally get you back. Let’s take him downstairs to the basement where there’s more room. But first” Rachel pulls out an old jump rope from my sisters closet. “Steph, tie his wrists. Tight!” Melanie and Natalie hold my arms behind me as Steph ties my wrists tightly. “Excellent!” Rachel says. “Now, March!” With two girls in front of me and two girls behind me. This was really happening. They were getting revenge on me.
We reach the basement. We have a finished basement with a few couches and a tv. There’s plenty of room down there for the 5 of us. “Being him here! Kneel him down and let’s stand around him.” I’m silent as the girls surround me. Rachel was loving every minute of this. She’s naturally the one who takes charge in the group so this fit her perfectly. “Gather round gather round!” Rachel says. My sister and her two other friends giggle. “We must make this boy officially our slave. Before we proceed. We must state his crimes.” “Crimes?” I ask. “What is this?” “Natalie, please remove your brothers socks and stick them in his mouth. Then take that duct tape over there and cover his mouth with it.” “Absolutely!” My sister says excitedly. “Hey! There’s no need for that!” I protest. But my sister manages to get both socks off and effectively stick them in my mouth. I’ve been wearing them all day so it wasn’t pleasant. She then covers my mouth with thick duct tape so I am unable to speak. “Mmmpph! Mmphhh!!” Is all I manage to get out. “What was that? We can’t understand you!” Natalie says and the other girls laugh. “Okay!” Rachel says. “Let’s begin.”
“Before we can make this boy our slave for the weekend, we must officially make him guilty! Melanie please explain to us what you saw him doing in the hallway.” Melanie speaks. “I saw him laying on his stomach really close to the bedroom door. He was trying to listen in on what you were saying.” She explains. “So he was spying?” Rachel asks. “Yes he was.” Melanie says. “What do you think girls? Natalie, was your brother spying on our slumber party?” I try to protest again. I shake my head but nobody listens. “Yes I believe Melanie is telling the truth!” I hang my head. “Then it’s official!” Rachel says. “Natalie, your brother is guilty of spying on us. He is now officially our slave for the weekend. Let’s keep him locked in the closet over there for now until we decide what to do!” My sister and Steph bring me to my feet and lead me to the closet. They push me inside and close the door. They are both guarding it. I couldn’t believe it. I was taken hostage by 4 girls that were all younger than me. I’m now kneeling in a dark closet with my wrists tied, gagged heavily and barefoot. I could only imagine what they had in store for me. Especially since I used to do this to them in the past.