Article 86648 of alt.sex.stories:
From: tentowin@aol.com (Ten to win)
Subject: Twins, Ties, and Trouble
Date: 30 Sep 1995 04:09:07 -0400

		       Twins, Ties, and Trouble
				Part One

	Trish placed $3.02 into the teenager's outstretched palm.
"Here's your change... thanks for coming in." She looked past the
girl's reddish brown hair and saw Kelly, her best friend, go into the
Videos for Hire Rental store across the mall. Trish suspected that
Kelly was interested in Jeff, her boyfriend, because this was the 4th
time this week that she had seen Kelly come in to rent videos. Trish
didn't have any more customers so she busied herself by straightening
out the stock and keeping an eye out for Kelly to leave.

	Trish and Kelly became friends in the 3rd grade and were
inseparable until Kelly went away to college last fall. Three weeks
ago when she came home for the summer, Kelly spent the entire first
weekend at Trish's house talking about old times. Trish noticed that
Kelly had lost a little weight and told her it really made her look
hot. Kelly blushed a little when Trish told her that she'd have the
guys lined up to get into her pants. Kelly was about 5' 7", 125
pounds, with dark brown hair. Her breasts were 34B and could be
described as pert. Kelly had always been in the top 5% of her class
and was going to college on a full scholarship. Trish had been forced
to stay home and go to community college this past year. Trish had
always counted on getting an athletic scholarship, but an injury to
her knee playing volleyball sidelined her during her senior year, and
colleges decided not to take a chance on her recovering fully. Trish
was a natural blonde, 5' 6", 120 pounds, and an all around athlete.
She also played softball and always made the all-star teams in both
sports until her injury. Kelly's grades had always been a little
better; but Trish had been more in demand socially because of her
athletic ability, sexy body, and friendly manner. A pair of firm 36C
breasts on her athlete's body had always made Kelly envious... until
now. Kelly seemed different to Trish; more confident socially, a
little more outgoing, and now she had the body to go with the new
attitude. Having to stay home did have some advantages for Trish
though and one of them was Jeff. Trish met Jeff at the mall last
Christmas when she first started working at the music store. It took
about 2 weeks before he asked her for lunch and 3 weeks after that
they were a couple. Jeff's dad owned 3 Video Rental stores and Jeff
managed the one in the mall. Trish and Jeff double dated with Kelly
and Jeff's friend Mark on Kelly's second weekend back and ever since
then Kelly has been renting lots of videos and always from Jeff's
store at the mall. Trish was worried that Jeff might drop her in favor
of Kelly and she was determined not to let that happen without a
fight.

	Finally, after about 25 minutes, Kelly walked out of Jeff's
store and waved as she left. Trish whispered to herself "I'm going to
find out what that Bitch is up to." Trish turned away and pretended
not to notice as Kelly came into the music store.

	"Hi Trish," Kelly called out with a big smile on her face.

	Trish turned to face her, and calmly asked "Hi Kell, what're
you doin?"

	Kelly held up the bag bearing the Videos for Hire logo "Just
came in to bring back some videos and pick up a few more."

	"You seem to be watching a lot of movies lately Kell, any good
ones?

	"You know, some good, some bad. Dad hasn't had a lot of work
for me lately and I get bored with nothin to do." Kelly worked at home
during the summer doing research and typing up legal papers for her
Dad, who was a lawyer. "And a couple of these are to entertain the
Bradley twins tomorrow night."

	"You're sitting for the Bradleys tomorrow?"

	"Yeah, it's an overnighter. They're going upstate somewhere to
visit a brother, I think. Anyway, there's a new baby that they want to
see and they'll be gone until Saturday afternoon."

	"I hope it pays good, those twins can be a handful."

	"That's right, you should know. You usually watch them, don't
you? Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude on your territory...
Mrs. Bradley stopped me as I walked by there this morning and asked...
said it was a last minute thing."

	"That's OK Kelly, I have a date with Jeff tomorrow night
anyway."

	"Great, that's a relief. Well, I got to go... are you coming
over tonight?"

	"Sure, what'd you want to do?"

	Kelly held up the bag again; "Well, we could always watch some
videos," she said laughing as she left the store.

	Trish muttered to herself, "Yeah, or maybe we could play 20
questions instead."

				* * *

	The sun beat down on Trish as she walked along Oak Street on
her way home. It was only 8 blocks and she enjoyed the exercise, it
helped to keep her in shape, and she was determined to stay in shape.
Trish played volleyball twice a week in an adult league and was her
team's best player. She also filled in occasionally as a substitute on
a men's fast pitch softball team. She would have played more, but that
would take time away from being with Jeff. Trish'd turned the corner
and headed up Marshall for the last block and a half. As she passed by
the Bradleys' 2 story white colonial the screen door flew open and 2
kids came running out and jumped off the porch, waving their arms and
shouting.

	"Trish... Trish, wait a minute."

	Trish turned to face the onrushing duo just as Jill jumped at
her. Trish caught her under the armpits and swung her around.

	"No fair," shouted Brandon. "Jill had a head start or I would
have beat her."

	"Of course you would have," said Trish, winking at Jill as she
put her down. "How're you guys doin... staying out of trouble?"

	Jill's mouth scrunched up a little and she wagged her head.
"Well, you know... we're not perfect."

	"Perfect enough for a couple of 11 year olds," Trish laughed,
running her fingers through Brandon's red hair. "I hear you have a new
cousin."

	"Yeah, Uncle Bob's wife had a baby boy," answered Brandon.
"How come we're going to be stuck with Kelly anyhow? Why aren't you
watching us?"

	"Your mom needed an answer right away and Kelly was in the
right place at the right time; although... considering you two...
maybe she was in the wrong place at the wrong time."

	"Come on," pleaded Jill, "We're not that bad."

	"No, you're not. I like you just the way you are. Anyway, what
do you mean STUCK with Kelly, what's wrong with having her watch you?"

	"She's boring," said Brandon. "She never wants to play games
with us... all she wants to do is read stories."

	"Well maybe she's different now," answered Trish. "Kelly
changed a little while she was gone; you guys might really have a good
time with her."

	"Do you really think so?" Jill inquired.

	"Yeah, I think so. I got to go now... goin over to Kelly's
tonight."

	"What about Jeffffff?" teased Jill.

	"He'll just have to wait until tomorrow night," said Trish
over her shoulder as she walked away. "See ya."

	"Bye Trish."

	"See you tomorrow."

				* * *

	Trish stepped out of the shower and grabbed the large fluffy
beach towel hanging on the rack. She admired her image in the mirror
as she rubbed her body... thoughts of Jeff and the friction of the
towel made her nipples harden and her skin flush. Turning sideways,
she smiled; imagining Jeff's hands gently caressing the curves of her
ass... his mouth and tongue stimulating her nipples... and then his
fingers... RING-RING... damn, the phone interrupted her daydream.
Trish tossed the towel on her bed... RING-RING... and picked up the
phone. "Hello... Hi, I just finished showering, what's up?... do you
have to do it tonight?... do you want me to go with you?... OK-maybe
I'll see you tomorrow at the Mall... bye Kell." Trish hung up the
phone, laid down on her bed, and spoke to the ceiling, "I wonder what
that was all about?... oh well, what should I do tonight. I know... go
down to the mall and buy myself a new outfit for tomorrow." She
bounced off the bed and headed for the bathroom to finish getting
ready.

				* * *

	Kelly gently hung up the phone and let out a long slow sigh of
relief. <Boy, that was really hard... lying to Trish; but on the
other hand, they say everything is fair in love and war>.

				* * *

	Trish walked out of the boutique clutching a bag containing
her latest purchases. She had bought a pair of form-fitting jeans and
an aqua blue top. The pants accentuated the shapely curve of her ass
and the top was designed to show off her breasts. As she walked
towards the exit she saw Kelly's mom come out of the bookstore. "Hi
Mrs. Martin."

	"Oh, hi Trish, what are you doing here?"

	"I bought some new clothes... why? Where should I be?"

	"Oh nowhere else really, I just thought that you went to the
movies with Kelly... I guess she went with someone else."

	Trish hoped that Mrs. Martin didn't notice the flash of anger
that crossed her face. In a split second she vowed to get even with
Kelly for lying to her, and more than even if she was out with Jeff.
"I guess she must have Mrs. Martin. It was good to see you again. Bye
now."

	"Good-bye Trish," said a slightly confused Mrs. Martin. She
waved as the doors opened for Trish's exit. "I'll have to ask Kelly
who she went with."

				* * *

	Trish was still fuming the next day as she went about checking
the stock of CDs and Tapes at the Music Store. She had called Jeff's
apartment last night when she got back from the Mall, but he wasn't at
home. <I'll ask him at lunch where he was last night. I'll tell him I
called to find out what to wear tonight.> At 12:30 Trish put on her
best smile and went over to Jeff's store. She waited patiently as Jeff
finished with a customer, smiling and shuffling her feet.

	"Those are due back on Sunday at 5 PM," Jeff said, after
handing his customer 2 video tapes. "Thanks for renting from Video for
Hire." He turned towards Trish and smiled. "Hi."

	"Hi Jeff, ready for lunch?"

	"We're kind of busy right now Trish; Molly called in sick and
it seems like a lot of people are getting their weekend videos
early... I can't leave the store right now... I'll try to sneak out
and grab a sandwich later."

	"I can bring you back something from the deli... what do you
want?"

	"Uh, thanks for offering... but I'll just go out later."

	It was obvious to Trish that Jeff was uncomfortable talking to
her and it wasn't just because he was busy, but she wouldn't let him
off the hook. "Look Jeff, it's no trouble at all for me and you need
to eat something... just tell me what you want."

	Jeff's face hardened and he grabbed Trish's hand. "Come in the
back for a second." He led her in silence to the stockroom. He let go
of her hand and backed up against the wall.

	Trish saw that he was struggling for words and wouldn't look
her in the eye. "What's wrong Jeff?... are you mad at me?"

	"No."

	"Then what's the matter Jeff?" Trish reached out and grasped
Jeff's left hand. "Tell me what's wrong."

	Jeff looked up and fixed his eyes at the top of Trish's head.
"Trish, I like you a lot, I really do, but... ."

	<If he says we can still be friends I'm going to kick him in
the balls.>

	"... I think we're moving too fast."

	"What does that mean Jeff?" Trish hoped to draw out of him
what she already suspected.

	"I think... that we need to back off a little... you know...
date other people for a while."

	"Who in particular did you have in mind Jefffff?" There it
was, thought Trish, the Question... would he admit it was Kelly?

	"Just other people... you know. You date other guys and I date
other girls. After a while we'll know if we still feel the same about
each other."

	Trish dropped Jeff's hand and stepped back. "How about Kelly?
I think she likes you... do you want to go out with her?" Trish saw
Jeff's eyes dart back and forth searching for the right answer.

	"Uh... sure, why not... she seems nice." Jeff's eyes now met
Trish's and his face lit up. "Yeah, I think I'll ask her out."

	Trish's eyes narrowed in anger causing Jeff's smile to
disappear. "You go right ahead and date whoever you want, but don't
think I'm going to sit around and wait for you to make up your mind.
When you finally figure out that I'm the best thing that's ever
happened to you I may not want you back." Trish stomped out of the
stockroom with one final comment, "Screw you Jeff."

	Trish's hunger had vanished and she felt angry and hurt. She
left the mall and walked to the park on the other side of Oak St,
determined not to let anyone see her cry. She sat on a bench at the
far end of the park and watched the wispy clouds through moist eyes.
<Jeff and Kelly... my boyfriend and my best friend... maybe they
deserve each other... but you Kelly, you need to be taught a lesson
about friendship, and I'm just the one who's going to teach you.>
Trish wiped her eyes and headed back to work with a plan of revenge
forming in her mind.

				* * *

	As Trish walked along Oak Street she knew that Jill and
Brandon would be waiting for her just as they did everyday. She had
put the final touches to her plan of revenge on Kelly and she would
need the twins' help. Trish turned on Marshall and saw Jill and
Brandon roller blading on the sidewalk in front of their house.

	"There's Trish," shouted Brandon.

	"Beat you to her," challenged Jill as she took off.

	"Not this time," said Brandon as he grabbed the back of Jill's
shirt and then shot past her in a flurry of motion.

	Trish stepped off the sidewalk so she wouldn't get run over as
the twins raced toward her. Brandon maintained his lead and got to
Trish first, but Jill was not far behind and crashed into Brandon when
she tried to stop. Both of the twins fell into the grass, laughing and
slapping at each other.

	Trish grabbed an arm from each twin. "Now you two stop it
before I have to spank you both."

	Jill and Brandon both looked up at Trish from the ground and
in unison told her, "You wouldn't dare."

	"Don't tempt me. I did it before and I can do it again."

	"But we were a lot younger then," said Jill. "We're too old
now to be spanked."

	"If you act like immature brats, then I'll treat you like
immature brats."

	"Okay, we'll behave," said Brandon. "Are you on your way
home?"

	"I sure am... work's over and I'm ready for the weekend."

	"And Jeff too, I"ll bet," chided Jill.

	Trish leaned over so that she was at the twins' eye level and
put an arm around each of their shoulders. "As a matter of fact,
there's been a change of plans and I'm not going out with Jeff
tonight."

	Jill's eyes brightened, "Then you can watch us tonight instead
of Kelly."

	"No, Kelly is still going to watch you, but I do have an idea
that might be fun. Do you want to hear about it?"

	"Sure," said Brandon

	"Well, do you two remember that game of cops and robbers we
played last summer?"

	"I do," Jill blurted out. "We arrested you and made you admit
that you had stolen mom's diamond necklace."

	"That's right, and what did you do to me so that I couldn't
escape?"

	"We tied you to a chair," said Brandon.

	"And was I able to escape?"

	"No way," laughed Jill. "Brandon knows how to tie knots. I
never get loose when he ties me."

	"Good, cause I want you to play that game with Kelly. It's my
turn to play a practical joke on her and this will be a good one."

	"Sounds like fun," chuckled Brandon. "What do you want us to
do?"

	"What time are your folks leaving?"

	"Around 6:30 I think," answered Jill.

	"Okay, great... just do normal stuff for the first couple of
hours... watch TV, play in the yard, whatever. At 8:30 or so she'll
probably suggest that she read to you as you go to sleep. You tell her
that if she'll play one game with you, then you'll go to bed by
yourselves without any more protests. If she says no, then you two
need to pester her until she changes her mind. Tell her you won't go
to sleep without playing one more game. I know that she'll eventually
give in and say yes. When she does, play the game just like you did
with me last year. The only difference is that after you have her
tied to the chair I want you to blindfold her so she can't see me when
I come in."

	"Where will you be?"

	"I'll be across the street watching your bedroom window. When
you've got her tied to the chair, turn your bedroom light off and on
and then I'll come to the back door."

	"Do we get to help torture her after that?" asked Jill.

	"No and No. You don't get to help and I'm not going to torture
her... it's a practical joke and it's just between Kelly and me. After
you let me in you two will go upstairs and to go to sleep."

	"What are you going to do to her?" Jill asked mischievously.

	Trish winked at the two of them and stood up. "That's just
between Kelly and me... one or both of us will be there when you wake
up tomorrow. That's the plan. Will you help me?"

	"Sure, we'll do it." answered Brandon.

	"Thanks guys, I'll see you later tonight... remember; this is
our secret."

	As Trish walked away with a wide grin on her face she heard
Jill shout "Don't worry Trish, we won't let you down."

				* * *

	"May I leave the table," Kelly asked. "I have to be at the
Bradleys by 6:15."

	"Sure honey," answered her mother. "Just let us know when you
leave."

	Kelly went to her room and packed clothes, books, and
toiletries into a small overnight bag. She decided to wear a green
button-up blouse with beige mid-thigh shorts. As she packed she
struggled with her conscience about what she had done to Trish. Jeff
had called during this afternoon and told her about the breakup
between him and Trish. Kelly felt bad for her friend, but not
disappointed that Jeff was now all hers. Kelly tried to rationalize
that it was not that bad since Trish had always had her pick of
boyfriends while she was always too shy to be socially popular. It
felt good to be pursued by a handsome guy, but she still felt bad that
she had lied to Trish. <Maybe I'll call her tomorrow and apologize; I
sure don't want to lose her as a friend. Jeff's nice, but not really
my dream guy... I just want to enjoy feeling desirable for a while>.

				* * *

	At 6:14 Kelly walked up the Bradleys' driveway as Mr. Bradley
came down the front steps carrying two suitcases.

	"Hi Kelly, sure glad you were available on such short notice."

	"Me too Mr. Bradley. Is your wife inside?"

	Mr. Bradley set the suitcases down behind their white Taurus.
"Upstairs giving Jill and Brandon a last minute pep talk about
behaving."

	"Thanks." Jill went up the steps and into the front hallway
and saw Mrs. Bradley coming down from upstairs. Jill and Brandon were
sitting on the top step and Kelly waved to them. "Hi Mrs. Bradley. Hi
Kids" Jill and Brandon enthusiastically waved to Kelly and Kelly
thought it odd that they seemed so happy to see her. In the past they
seemed only to tolerate her... oh well, maybe they've grown up a
little. This might not be so bad after all she thought.

	Mr. Bradley's voice carried into the house. "Come on dear,
we've got to get going."

	"Okay, I'll be right there. Sorry Kelly, everything seems so
rushed lately. Thanks for doing this on such short notice, you're a
life saver. Now... the kids have already had their supper, they can
play outside till 8 and then they need to be getting ready for bed."
Mrs. Bradley turned her gaze towards where the twins were sitting.
"They're to be in bed by 9 o'clock and asleep by 9:30. Don't give
Kelly any trouble or you'll get it when we get back." She looked back
at Kelly. "That's about it, any questions?"

	"No, Mrs. Bradley, I think the kids and I will be just fine.
You two go see that new nephew and don't worry, everything will be
OK."

	Mrs. Bradley rushed out the door and called back, "Thanks
again Kelly, we'll be back around 1 or 2 tomorrow."

	Kelly stood on the porch with Jill and Brandon, waving as the
white Taurus backed out of the driveway. "Have a safe trip... bye."

	"Well kids, what do you want to do?"

	"We want to play in our fort," said Brandon.

	"Where's your fort?"

	"It's in the back yard," answered Jill.

	"Okay, that's fine," said Kelly. I'll be in the family room
doing a little reading. Stay in the backyard unless you come in and
talk to me, OK?"

	"Sure, let's go," shouted Brandon.

	Kelly went in the house and picked out a comfy chair by the
window, where she had a good view of the backyard. She could read and
keep an eye on the twins at the same time. Mrs. Bradley had forgot to
tell her where she should sleep; but it didn't really matter. After
the twins were asleep Kelly would just pick the most comfortable
couch. She picked up a recent issue of Newsweek from the coffee table
and casually flipped pages until she found an article that interested
her. Kelly could see the twins playing in the yard and the serenity of
the present situation made her think that this night was going to be
calm and uneventful. Time passed quickly and Kelly's eyelids were
drooping when she heard the clock chime 8 times. She pushed herself up
out of the chair and opened the french doors leading to the backyard.
"Jill, Brandon," she called. "It's time for you to come in now."

	"Can't we stay out here a little bit longer?" pleaded Brandon.

	"No, your mother said 8 o'clock. Come on in, wash your hands,
and we'll do something fun inside for a little while until it's time
for bed."

	"Okayyyy," answered Jill as the twins rushed through the
doors and up the stairs. Kelly closed the doors and went back to her
chair. She heard water running in the upstairs bathroom and lots of
giggling and laughter. She smiled, thinking that it was nice that Jill
and Brandon got along so well. About fifteen minutes later the twins
came bounding down the stairs and into the family room.

	"Well, what are you two up to now?" Kelly asked. Each of the
twins stood before her with a cap gun in their hand and a stern look
on their face. Brandon also had a backpack on.

	"We want to play Cops and Robbers," Jill told her.

	"Well go ahead, just remember... it's bedtime in about 45
minutes."

	Brandon and Jill each grabbed one of Kelly's wrists and pulled
her out of the lazy-boy. "No, you have to play with us."

	"Why me?" chuckled Kelly. "I don't even have a gun."

	"Because we're the cops and we need you to be the robber,"
explained Jill.

	"IF I play this game with you, do you promise to go to bed
without any more complaining or trying to stall?"

	Brandon and Jill smiled at each other and answered in unison
"YES."

	"Okay then, how do you play cops and robbers." "Brandon and I
are the cops and you're the robber. We'll go out on the front porch
while you hide somewhere in the house. Here, hide this costume jewelry
first before you hide. We'll come in and search the house until we
find you. Then we arrest and interrogate you until you tell us where
you hid the jewelry."

	"Where should I hide it?"

	"Anywhere you want to," said Brandon, "but remember; you're a
tough crook... don't tell us right away."

	"Okay... one game and then off to bed. Should I go hide now?"

	"Wait until Brandon and I are outside. We'll wait for 3
minutes on the front porch and then we'll come back in."

	Kelly watched the front door close and headed up the stairs.
"Don't forget to lock the front door when you come back in." Kelly
shouted to them. She didn't care if they knew she was going
upstairs... she was only playing the game so that they would go to bed
and didn't want to make it too hard for them to find her.

	Jill and Brandon stood on the porch and gave the thumbs up
sign to Trish, who was in a car parked across the street. Trish
signaled back to them and leaned back against the far door in case
Kelly looked out a window. Trish was overjoyed that her plan of
revenge was working out perfectly so far.

	Kelly was hiding in the master bedroom walk in closet. It was
a reasonable hiding place, but it wouldn't be too hard for the twins
to find her. She smiled and thought to herself <here I am playing a
kids' game with kids while thinking about Jeff's kisses and his
roaming hands>. The front door slammed shut and footsteps came up the
stairs. <maybe I'll let Jeff fuck me... it's great to feel sexy, it
makes me feel so... so alive>.

	"There she is," Brandon shouted as he spotted Kelly kneeling
behind a suitcase in the back of the closet. He pointed his cap gun
directly at her and commanded "put your hands up where I can see em
and come out of the closet... slowly."

	Kelly stood up and raised her hands in the air. <these kids
have watched too many cop shows>. "You got me, but you'll never find
the jewels."

	"We'll see about that," snapped Jill. "Turn around, hands
against the wall, feet back and spread em. Officer Brandon, cover me
while I frisk her."

	<Geez, I'm beginning to feel like a real crook.> Kelly assumed
the "Position" as they say on TV and felt Officer Jill's fingers
search her from head to toe. <this might be real fun if Jeff were
doing the frisking>.

	Jill finished. "She's clean, no weapons." Jill stepped back
and pointed her gun at Kelly. "Officer Brandon, secure the prisoner."

			       Part Two

	<Now what the hell does she mean by that?> Kelly looked over
her shoulder and saw Jill's gun pointed at her and saw Brandon set his
backpack on the bed. Brandon reached into the backpack and took out a
small coil of rope. Kelly pushed away from the wall and turned to
face the twins. "No way kids, I didn't agree to be tied up."

	"You agreed to play the game with us and this is how it's
played," said Jill.

	"Prisoners are always put into handcuffs when they get
arrested," explained Brandon. "That's just the way it is."

	"We don't have any handcuffs, so we use rope instead," added
Jill.

	"I don't know... I'm supposed to be in charge here. How can I
be responsible for you two if you've got my hands tied?"

	"Well it's only a game," chided Jill, "you're not going to
back out of your promise, are you?"

	"OK, I guess not, but remember, you go to right to bed as soon
as this game is over, OK?"

	"No problem, but let's get back to the game while we've still
got time," said Brandon, holding up the rope.

	Kelly put her hands together. "Go ahead then and secure the
prisoner."

	"Not that way," said Jill. "Cross your wrists behind your
back."


	Kelly flashed the twins an annoyed look and slowly turned
around, crossing her wrists behind her. <Boy, I don't see why Trish
likes these two little monsters>. Brandon tied and cinched Kelly's
wrists and then put his backpack back on.

	Brandon grabbed Kelly's upper left arm, "Let's go to the
interrogation room. We'll get the truth out of you there."

	"Hey guys, this rope is really tight," Kelly grimaced.
"Remember, we're only playing... can you loosen the knots a little?"

	"No, we can't, "said Jill. "You must be tied securely until we
find out the location of the stolen jewels. That won't take long If
you co-operate."

	The twins led their bound prisoner down to the family room and
brought in a straight back wooden chair from their father's study.
They sat Kelly in the chair and Brandon produced another coil of rope.

	"Now what," protested Kelly. "What are you going to do with
that?"

	"We can't start the questioning until we're sure you aren't
able to run away," answered Brandon.

	<Oh god, why did I agree to this?>. "Hurry up then and let's
get this over with," grumbled Kelly. <I'll really be glad when these
two are in bed>. Kelly watched Brandon tie her ankles together and
then tether them to the bottom chair rung. "OK cops, you got me... I
confess... the jewels are."

	"Quiet," shouted Jill. "We'll interrogate you when we're
ready. We're in charge here."

	"Then I've had enough," Kelly said angrily, twisting her
wrists in an attempt to loosen the knots. "I'm not playing this game
anymore. Untie me!" <I'd like to tie them both to their beds>.

	"The prisoner is not co-operating Officer Jill," said Brandon.
"What do you suggest we do?"

	Jill pulled a blue scarf out of Brandon's backpack. "Maybe a
blindfold will quiet her down.

	"No, I won't let you blindfold me." Kelly twisted her head,
making it difficult, but after a couple of minutes Jill had the
blindfold in place and knotted securely.

	The only sound was Kelly's labored breathing as she tried to
catch her breath and make sense out of what was happening. Brandon and
Jill gave each other a thumbs up and Brandon ran up the stairs to give
the signal to Trish.

	Kelly was trying to remain calm. <How did I let myself get in
this predicament. OK Kelly,think... analyze the situation... I'm not
going to get loose on my own and the brats are determined to play this
game out... so I'll have to play it with them and hope it ends soon.
"OK, I'm all right. Why don't you take the blindfold off and
interrogate me now?"

	"The blindfold stays on until we know the location of the
jewels," said Brandon as he re-entered the room. "I just searched the
closet where we found you hiding and the jewels are not there."

	"Well of course not, I hid them when I heard you come in the
house."

	"Then where are they," demanded Jill.

	"You'll never find out," sneered Kelly.<I'll play their game
for a couple of minutes and then spill the beans>

	"So ya wanta play rough huh," said Brandon. "We can play rough
too. We can play it any way you want it, just remember, we always get
what we want."

	"Not outta me, you won't." <okay, one more threat and I'll
tell em>

	"She's a tough one Officer Brandon," said Jill. "Maybe we
should use the rubber hose on her."

	"You can't do that," shot back Kelly.<I wonder if they really
would>. "it's against the law."

	"You forget that we're the law around here," stated Brandon.
"Officer Jill, get me the rubber hose. It's hanging on the wall
outside the back door."

	"Now, wait a minute," pleaded Kelly.

	"Right away Officer Brandon," said Jill.

	Kelly heard footsteps and then the sound of the back door
opening. A minute later the door closed and Jill came back in,
announcing "Here it is Officer Brandon." Trish had come in when Jill
opened the backdoor and now stood over by the steps leading upstairs.
Trish was wearing black shorts, a dark blue top, and moccasins. She
had a backpack with her that she sat on the first step. Trish then
sat on the 2nd step to watch.

	"Okay - I'll tell you where I hid the jewels," Kelly said
nervously. <you've won, let's end this game>. "Upstairs - in the linen
closet - underneath the sheets."

	"You'd better be telling us the truth," Brandon said sternly,
"or it'll go hard on you."

	"It's the truth you little shi... er officer," Kelly said
contritely. "and now that the game is over, will you please untie me."

	"The game is over when we recover the jewelry," stated Jill.
"If you're telling us the truth then you'll be released. Come on
Officer Brandon, let's go see if she's telling the truth."

	The twins ran up the steps two at a time and were joined in
Brandon's bedroom by Trish. The trio were all smiles with lots of high
fives to go around.

	"We did pretty good, huh?" said Jill.

	"You guys were terrific. Now I want you both to hop into bed
and get right to sleep. If you're asleep within 10 minutes I'll treat
you to a movie tomorrow."

	"What if Kelly asks us why we didn't come back down? asked
Jill.

	"Why don't you just tell her... uh, that you thought she got
loose, because a girl with a Halloween mask on surprised you up here
and made you go to bed. She won't know whether you're telling the
truth or not."

	"OK, I'll be asleep before Jill even gets into her bed,"
bragged Brandon as he laid down and pulled up the covers.

	"Bet you won't," countered Jill as she ran through their
bathroom and jumped into her own bed.

	"Music will help you sleep better," said Trish as she turned
on each of the clock radios that were beside their beds.<it'll also
help cover up any extra noise that may come from downstairs>.
"Goodnight Jill... Goodnight Brandon" Trish had to wait only a few
minutes until the twins were sound asleep.

				* * *

	Kelly waited... and waited... and waited. <where are they?
they must have found the jewels by now> "Brandon... Jill, come down
here... the game's over."

	Trish was standing 3 feet in front of Kelly, quietly observing
her prey. <No, you traitor, the game is just beginning>. Trish
reached forward and lightly flicked Kelly's nose with the tip of a
feather.

	Kelly pulled her head back.<What was that? Did they sneak back
in here?>. Something brushed against her neck and she twisted her body
to get away from it. "OK, this is not funny anymore. The game is over.
If you don't untie me this instant, I'll have to tell your parents."

	Trish put the feather down and smiled as she heard Kelly's
stern words. <Bitch, you're not dealing with the kids anymore... I'm
in charge now>. Trish reached into her backpack, pulled out a long
brown scarf, and tucked one end into the waistband of her shorts. She
also brought out 2 pairs of panties and rolled them into a ball, which
she held in the palm of her right hand. <Better be ready, sooner or
later she's going to panic>.

	"Now listen kids," Kelly pleaded. "If you untie me right now,
I promise you won't get into any ... <oh god, my blouse>". Kelly tried
to twist away, but was limited by the tethers to the chair. The hands
unbuttoning her blouse easily followed her and continued... 2
buttons... 3 buttons. "Stop, Please" She was on the verge of tears.
"Brandon, Jill, talk to me." 4 buttons... 5 buttons. "This isn't
right, you can't do this. Stop, right now." 6 buttons... and her
blouse was spread open, exposing her white lacy bra.

	Kelly's breathing was erratic as she was losing her battle to
remain calm. Her breasts rose and fell as she gasped for breath.
Trish was ready with the wadded up panties.

	Between gulps of air Kelly pleaded once more. "If you don't...
untie me now... I'll scream for help... and then the police will
come... Is that what you want?" Kelly pulled on her wrist ropes again,
but they still held tight.

	<What I want right now is to see those pretty tits of yours>.
Trish released the front snap on Kelly's bra, simultaneously exposing
her breasts and sending her over the edge. Kelly's scream for HELP was
cut short as Trish jammed the panties into her mouth. In one motion
Trish stepped behind Kelly and pulled the scarf from her waistband.
She placed the scarf between Kelly's lips and pulled tight, sealing
the panties inside. The long scarf was wound behind Kelly's head and
back to the front. Trish double-knotted the ends of the scarf between
Kelly's parted lips.

	Kelly was still now, although her heart was racing and her
breathing labored. <That wasn't either of the kids... someone else is
here. What am I going to do, what can I do? God, the kids, what's
happened to the kids? I hope they're all right.>. Kelly erupted in a
flurry of motion, twisting and pulling at the ropes, only to fall back
exhausted in defeat.

	Trish sat on the couch and watched Kelly's struggles. <She's
really scared... and kind of excited too, look at those nipples... she
does look kind of sexy, helpless and half naked>. Trish walked
silently over to the bookshelf and turned on the stereo, not very
loud, just loud enough to mask small noises. <Let's see if there's
any coke or lemonade in the frig>.

	Kelly's adrenaline kicked in again when she heard the music
come on. Her whole body tensed in anticipation. <Ok Kelly, what are
you going to do? I need to help those kids, if they're still alive and
I have to stay alive to do that. But I'm helpless to change my
fate... I can't move and I can't talk. All I can do is cooperate and
hope they don't hurt me. I wonder how many> "Mmmppphhh... mmmpppfff...
ugghhhh," Kelly screamed into her gag as the numbing cold shot from
her left nipple straight to her brain.

	Trish ignored Kelly's muted pleas to stop, circling the ice
cube around Kelly's areole and then over to her right breast. She
continued rubbing the ice across Kelly's chest as little drops of
water cascaded down her stomach, darkening the waistband of her
shorts. Every now and then Trish would surprise Kelly by tweaking one
of her hardened nipples.<Kelly, this is fun... for me anyway... I
wonder what you'd think if I took off your blindfold. Maybe you'd be
sorry you stole Jeff from me. Here's one to cool off your pussy a
little put the last part of the ice cube down the front of Kelly's
shorts.

	"Ummphh... MMMPHHHH." Kelly squirmed in a futile attempt to
get away from the cold, hard object pressed against her sex, slowly
melting. <god, just do whatever you're going to do... quit tormenting
me>. The ice melted quickly from the heat trapped inside her panties
as Kelly's body continued to betray her... flushed skin, extended
nipples, and now her pussy was getting wet from more than just the
melting ice.

	<OK, Miss modest 1 piece bathing suit, now that you're kind of
used to being half-naked, let's see how you deal with totally naked>.
Trish stepped behind Kelly and pushed her blouse and bra straps down
past her elbows. She choose a medium length piece of rope from her
backpack and doubled it. Trish ran the looped end between Kelly's
arms and her back, positioned the rope just above Kelly's elbows and
inserted the loose ends through the loop. Using steady pressure, Trish
pulled until Kelly's elbows were almost touching. <didn't know you
were this limber Kell>. Trish circled her upper arms 3 more times with
the rope and cinched it off.

	Kelly wished she still believed in magic and could wish this
away, but instead her situation was getting worse. Her hands were
becoming a little numb and now her shoulders felt the strain of having
her elbows forced together.

	Trish untied Kelly's wrists after tethering her elbow tie to
the top rung of the chair back.

	Kelly did not resist as she felt her blouse and bra straps
being pulled down past her hands. She was grateful for the feeling
that crept back into her hands intermingled with the familiar
tingling.

	Trish looked down at Kelly's breasts, thrust forward due to
the position of her shoulders, and felt a warm tingling inside of her.
She reached down and cupped Kelly's breasts in her hands. She heard a
small gasp from Kelly as she gently traced around the reddish-brown
areoles.

	Kelly reached back with her hands and touched her captor's
legs. <they're smooth, it's a girl... it had to be... oh god, that
feels good... what am I saying, I'm being felt up by another girl...
oh I don't care anymore, it just feels so good>. As if on cue, the
stranger pinched Kelly's nipples, and a lightning bolt went straight
to her very wet pussy.

	Trish could see that Kelly was rushing towards an orgasm and
didn't want to give her that pleasure just yet. She abruptly quit
massaging Kelly's breasts and after she heard a definite groan from
Kelly, retied her wrists. Trish then tied a rope just above Kelly's
knees before releasing the tether that had held her to the chair.
After untying Kelly's ankles, Trish helped her stand up and then
backed away to watch her tentative movements. Kelly flexed her ankles
and walked in a small circle. With no sight and her legs tied at the
knees, she was still very much a prisoner.

	Trish sat on the couch and admired the view. <You know Kell,
your tits look a lot bigger this way. Maybe I should call Jeff and
have him come over. I wonder whether he'd untie you or fuck you
first>. A few minutes passed as Trish watched Kelly testing her bonds,
trying to relieve the strain on her shoulders. Trish saw Kelly
heading straight for the lazyboy and fell in step behind her. When
Kelly gently bumped into the foot of the chair she turned herself
around and Trish choose that moment to grasp the waistband of Kelly's
shorts and panties. Kelly squirmed in a fruitless effort as Trish
pulled them down to her knees. Trish forced Kelly to kneel and then
made her lie on her stomach. Trish untied Kelly's knees and removed
the last of her clothes. She slapped her on the butt and turned her
over, forcing her to lie on her bound arms. <very nice pussy, Kell...
neatly trimmed and... (sticking 2 fingers inside Kelly)... so very
wet... you're getting off on this>.

	Kelly was almost glad that the blindfold prevented her from
having to look her captor in the eye. She felt more embarrassed than
she had ever felt before in her life, and also more turned on. It was
easier this way, to be used in a way that would have repulsed her
before. She wanted the probing fingers to continue to work on her
clit, slide in and out, in and out until she exploded in orgasm. <I
don't know who she is and I don't care anymore>.

	What Kelly wished though, was not what Trish was there for.
After several thrusts into Kelly's pussy, Trish stopped, and retrieved
her pile of ropes. She crossed Kelly's ankles and tied them. She
lifted Kelly up until she was kneeling and tightly wrapped rope above
and below her breasts. Laying her down on her back again, Trish now
examined Kelly's exposed pussy. Trish of course had seen many other
women naked in the showers after an athletic event, but never before
had the opportunity to examine another girl's pussy so freely. Her
fingers danced through the wispy light brown pubic hairs arranged in
a neat triangle, pointing to Kelly's slit. Her fingers rubbed Kelly's
puffy labia, glistening with the juices of her arousal. One finger
slid inside and teased Kelly's clit as the air was heavy with the
musky smell of sex. Trish's eyes saw Kelly's breasts, framed by rope
and topped by hardened nipples, rise and fall as her passion grew.
Trish felt her own passion grow as she continued to finger fuck her
best friend. Trish wanted to stop, but was driven on by a lust she
couldn't control any more. She lifted Kelly's legs and crawled
underneath. With Kelly's legs resting on her shoulders, Trish covered
Kelly's mound with her mouth and drove her tongue into Kelly's pussy.

	Kelly was still technically a virgin. She dated a little in
high school and had let a couple of boys feel her tits, but nothing
else. Last year at college she dated Chad for 4 months and he was able
to finger fuck her a few times and went down on her once. Kelly had
found it enjoyable even though she was unable to climax. To satisfy
Chad's insistence on sex, Kelly jerked him off several times, but when
that failed to appease him and he became more demanding, she broke up
with him. But this was different, she had no choice, no decision of
right or wrong. The tongue that was intimately exploring her pussy was
strong, yet so gentle. The feelings coursing through her body were
unfamiliar and wonderful.

	Trish abandoned all self control as her right hand found it's
way inside her panties and 2 fingers dipped into her own pussy. Her
tongue was driving Kelly to an orgasm while she played with her own
clit. Kelly's body suddenly stiffened and she groaned with pleasure
through the gag as wave after wave of relief swept through her.
Seconds later, Trish bit her lip to stifle a scream as her fingers
gave her the climax she desperately wanted. As the sensations
subsided, Trish fell to the floor, completely spent, letting Kelly's
legs rest on top of her. After several minutes, Trish recovered and
resolved to finish her plan. <I don't hate you anymore Kell... in fact
I think we both could be even closer... but I can't let you know yet
that it was me... I'm kind of sorry and glad this happened. Doesn't
make sense, but that's how I feel>.

	Kelly lay exhausted, happy, naked, and bound. After a brief
rest, her captor turned her over and attached another rope to her
wrists and looped the other end around her ankle ropes.

	Trish pulled tight on the rope and tied it off at Kelly's
wrists, forcing Kelly into a severe hog-tie. When Kelly grunted
through her gag, Trish patted her on the butt and sensuously traced
the curve of Kelly's ass with her fingertips. When Kelly responded
with soft moans, Trish turned her on her side and continued to play
with her. Trish sucked on Kelly's left tit and ran her fingers between
Kelly's thighs and up to her bush. She teased Kelly by playing with
her pubic hairs and then thoroughly lubricated her index finger by
dipping it into Kelly's pussy. As she gently bit and rolled an areole
in her mouth, she pressed her finger against Kelly's anus, and pushed.

	<YES, I'm ready, again... I'm ready, I can come again... NO,
NO, NOT THERE... oh my god, my ass... >. Kelly tightened her muscles
as much as she could , but soon Trish's well lubricated finger slipped
into Kelly's rectum. <geez, it's in my butt... oh god no... OH...
OH... OHHHH, that feels GOOD... yes, yes, yes, YESSSSSS... oh god...
OH GODDDDD... >.

	Kelly's body lay limp; recovering from her 2nd orgasm, when
she heard a click-whirr mixed in with the music. <that was a strange
noise... there it is again... I wonder... oh god, it's a camera>.
"UUMmmmpp... MMmmmph," was all she could say as she struggled to avoid
the camera's eye.

	Trish simply moved around snapping picture after picture.
<Great stuff Kell, we'll call this series 'What I did during summer
vacation'. Pull on the ropes, look anguished, good... good... great>.

	Kelly realized the futility of her struggle and came to a rest
face down. Several small tears were quickly soaked up by the
blindfold. <Pictures... photographs of me, like this, naked and tied
up... it's not just tonight, it's forever... who's going to see those
photos?... who's going to have those photos?... this is a nightmare>.

	Trish inspected the room and carefully packed her backpack
with anything that might point to her as the intruder. She tiptoed up
the stairs and checked on the twins and found them sleeping
peacefully. She crept back down to the family room and stopped at the
entrance and looked at her hog-tied friend. <This sure was a night,
wasn't it Kell? I'll have the photos to remember it by and you'll have
your memories, but maybe someday I'll share the photos with you and
you can share your memories with me. I've got to go in a minute...
I'll see you tomorrow at the park>.

	Trish kneeled next to Kelly and removed the rope holding her
ankles to her wrists, and then she removed the ropes forcing Kelly's
elbows together. Kelly sighed with relief as her shoulders slumped
forward and her legs straightened out. Trish untied the knots on the
upper body ropes and tucked the ends under the other ropes. Lastly,
she untied the knots on the rope holding Kelly's wrists, tucking those
ends under and over the other strands of rope. Trish lovingly caressed
Kelly's ass one more time, then picked up her backpack and quickly
vanished through the backdoor.

	Kelly was afraid to hope that it was over. She heard the
backdoor open and close and still she laid quiet. Several minutes
passed and she pulled on her wrists and felt the ropes loosening. She
twisted her wrists and pulled again and they were free. Kelly worked
her arms around to the front of her body and sat up. By dipping her
head Kelly was able to pull the blindfold from her eyes. As she got
used to the light, Kelly looked around and was astonished to see that
everything in the room looked the same as it did before... with only
one exception, her. Kelly pushed her arms out to the side and the
chest ropes loosened and gave way. Kelly removed her gag and untied
her ankles, rising to a wobbly stance. She picked up her clothes,
which had been left in a neat pile on the couch, and and unsteadily
made her way to the downstairs bathroom. She put her clothes on the
counter, wrapped a large towel around her, and ran upstairs to check
on the twins. Finding them sound asleep, she returned to the bathroom
and stared in amazement at her image in the mirror. Rope marks and red
blotches from rolling around on the carpet were everywhere on her
body. Both sides of her mouth were red and crinkled because of the
tight gag. She held her wrists up and could still see the rope
pattern circling them. Kelly also saw a different woman than the
woman that came over earlier that afternoon. This new woman had went
through agony and ecstasy and now viewed her sexuality in a new and
wonderful light. She hated that pictures of her were taken, but she
also hoped that someday she could see those pictures. She wanted
desperately to tell someone, to share with someone, what had
happened... but she knew that she would be too embarrassed to talk
about it. Kelly stepped into the shower and relaxed in the stinging
spray of hot water.

	Brandon and Jill came running down the stairs at 8 AM and
found Kelly asleep on the couch in the family room.

	"Wake up sleepyhead, it's morning already,"shouted Brandon.

	"Yeah," agreed Jill, turning on the TV. "It's time for cereal
and cartoons."

	Kelly looked at them through drowsy eyes. "Go easy you two, I
didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

	"What's the matter? asked Jill. "Did you have a nightmare?"

	Kelly sat up and stretched. "What happened to you guys last
night after I told you where the jewels were hidden. Why didn't you
come back down right away and untie me?"

	"Sorry about that," apologized Brandon. "We thought it would
be funny to leave you tied up for a while so we wouldn't have to go to
bed right away."

	"But you sure made us pay for that little mistake," Jill said
as she rubbed her bottom with her right hand.

	"Made you pay? What do you mean?"

	"You really scared us when you burst through the door wearing
that Jason Mask," said Jill. "I almost wet my pants."

	"We know we deserved it," admitted Brandon. "but that was the
first time we've been spanked in at least 2 years, and it hurt."

	"How did you get loose?" asked Jill. "Brandon must be
slipping with his knots."

	Kelly's mouth opened but nothing came out for several seconds.
"... I'll tell you later. Why don't you get some breakfast and let me
rest a little longer.

	"Sure, let's go Jill," said Brandon.

	Kelly sat with her knees drawn up to her chest and watched the
twins as they ate their breakfast in front of the TV. <it seems like a
dream, yet I know it was real; so very, very real. Are those brats
telling me the truth? I don't know, they are accomplished liars... but
their story is plausible, it might be the truth. If it is the truth
then they don't need to know any more. If they're lying, then they
probably know who kept me tied up, who tormented me, who pleasured me
in a way I've never known. If they know, I want to know... but I can't
ask them. I can't talk to my parents; I'd be too embarrassed and
they'd probably want to call in the police or the FBI. I might be able
to talk to Trish, maybe she could... TRISH... I wonder?>