MUSICAL CAPTORS

BY JILL THE SUB

[ part 7 ]

Scott Wins - Full House

“Aunt Karen! Hey! I didn’t expect you for another couple hours or so!” Scott rushed up to hug his Aunt, trying to disguise his panic as a friendly rush to see her.

Karen was in her mid-twenties, only a dozen years or so older than Scott- he wasn’t sure because she’d reached the age where individual candles no longer fit on the cake and had stopped telling anyone. His mom, Karen’s older sister, knew, but it didn’t actually matter- Karen was one of the kids when it came to having fun, and one of the adults when it came to the “important” things- having a driver’s license, being able to buy beer, setting your own bedtimes- the privileges that no longer seem important once you actually have them.

Karen was very pretty, with auburn hair a little longer and a little less red than Elai’s. She was shorter than Jill and Scott, slender but not spaghetti-thin like Jill, and had boobs, unlike everyone in the house but Elai. This last part mattered more to Scott than anything else.

Also, Karen tended to be a little scatterbrained, the kind of perpetually unfocused that you get when your brain has soaked up a lot of bong resin…or blonde hair dye. She was the “resident adult” only in terms of the age-related privileges, otherwise, Jill was just as responsible, and in many ways moreso.

Karen hugged her nephew back warmly. She always held a hug or handshake or eye-contact one beat longer than was socially polite, always letting the other person break contact first. Scott’s mom was like that, too. You always felt they’d hug you forever if you needed it.

“Hey, Scott. Yeah, I know, I just called a little bit ago and talked to Amanda,” (actually she talked to Jill and never realized it) “and I figured, why drive all the way home to turn around and drive all the way back here, when it’s only 20 minutes out of the way to stop over here first, and save myself the round trip? I was gonna call you back, but the phone dropped to the floorboard and I figured, screw it, I’ll just drive over.”

“Okay. Well, Amanda is still getting packed, but she should be right out…”

“And then I thought, ‘I don’t wanna drive another hour’. I’ve been up since 5 this morning Scott and it’s been a long, long day. I’m beat. I think I’ll just crash here tonight and we’ll go out to my place tomorrow morning.”

“You CAN’T!” Scott blurted out, unable to stop himself. Karen looked at him. “Ummm, I mean, the, uhhh, mom and dad’s bed isn’t made, they stripped it down and threw the sheets in the laundry when they left…”

Karen gave him the one-hand wave. “That’s no big deal, I’ll crash on the couch…”

“I mean, hey, I know, if it’s just a matter of you being too tired to drive, I could drive us.”

“Scott, I may have been born at night, but it wasn’t last night. I’m not putting the lives of your sister, myself, not to mention my car, in your hands during a Friday rush hour. We’ll just stay here tonight, order a pizza, watch some movies, head out tomorrow.”

Scott was able to see Karen wasn’t going to leave and switched gears “Well, speaking of movies, since we weren’t expecting you for another couple hours, we were already going to watch one. In fact, you know Jill, our neighbor, is going to be watching the place, picking up the mail and stuff while mom and dad are gone. She was watching Amanda after school because I had a date with Elai, but we decided to hang out and watch the movie with them. Is that cool?”

“Sure, no problem, the more the merrier.”

“And, well, Amanda and I usually play this game, where we kind of act along with the movie while its playing. We’re space marines while watching Starship Troopers or Aliens, or super-heroes while watching the X-Men and Batman, you know, that kind of thing. It’s a little silly, and I’m getting too old for it, but Amanda loves it, and I figure she’ll grow out of it in a few, so why not? Is that cool, I mean, do you want to play with us?”

“You know I will. Scott, I know you’re too old to have a babysitter, but your parents didn’t want to stick you or Jill with having to watch her all weekend, and I volunteered because I wanted to spend more time with Amanda. With both of you, you know, but I figured you’d want to do your own thing with as little hassle as possible this weekend, and I’m cool with that. Whatever you or Amanda want to play is fine.”

“Hey, great, thanks, Amanda will be so happy. I’ll go tell her.”

“What’s the movie?” “The Big Hit.”

Scott raced to tell Amanda they were staying, and then darted to the back bedroom to alert Elai of the change in plans, and was astonished to find that she hadn’t even untied Jill, but instead was working the vibe in and out of her dripping pussy. Jill, for her part, hardly seemed to notice he was there, lost in a world of her own.

Elai looked up, “Oh, I thought you were leaving. Scott, now I see why women become dominatrixes- the power is an incredible rush. I was about to untie her, then I threatened to leave her like this all weekend, then it occurred to me that I could…that I could do anything I wanted to her, and it was just this incredible rush. I wasn’t really gonna leave her here all weekend, though. For one thing, I think the towel we put under her butt is nearly soaked through.”

When enough blood had circulated from his dick back to his brain and he could speak again, Scott said, “whoa. I mean, umm, Aunt Karen’s staying here tonight. And I told her you and Jill were going to be here, too, and she’s cool with that. You’ve met Karen before, right? I thought so- she’s cool. I even told her about playing prisoner along with the movies we were watching earlier, and she was cool with that, too.”

Elai’s eyes grew round as saucers. “SCOTT! You weren’t supposed to tell anyone what we’ve been dong here!”

Scott rolled his eyes. “No, not about this, give me a little credit. But I had to have a cover story in case Amanda let something slip out. But listen, it’s cool, Karen is going along with it. She’s dead tired anyway, after dinner she’ll probably pass right out, then we can…you know.” “Well, Okay, I guess.” Elai still wanted sex, and just had to suffer through another delay.

Elai stopped teasing and tormenting Jill with the vibrator so they could talk to her. They didn’t untie her gag, just got her eyes to focus on them. “Jill, are you in on this plan? Karen doesn’t know what we’ve been doing back here, so she thinks its just a game we’re playing with Amanda, acting out the movie. Amanda’s going to be your kidnapper, and I’ll be Elai’s, and if you just play along with this, we’ll let you go and forget about you trying to steal my girlfriend from me, and just call it even, okay? When we take your gag off for dinner, no spilling the beans. Otherwise, you know, we could just put the vibes on the high setting and dump you in a closet for the weekend, and when my parents come back Sunday I’ll tell them what you were doing to Elai.”

“Scott, what about what we were doing to her?”

“We’ll just say she was making stuff up to get back at us. Who are my parents going to believe, us or her? And anyway that doesn’t matter because Jill is going to play along Aren’t You, Jill?” She nodded her head, having little choice.

Elai put the dildo back into Jill’s cunny, pulled her now-soaking panties up into place, and she and Scott again had to work the skin-tight Daisy Dukes cutoff shorts back up over her hips, zipping and buttoning them up, which drove home both dildos in her and locked them in place.

“Uhh, Scott, we can’t take her out to see Karen like this. Don’t you think the dark stain soaked into the crotch of her jeans is giveaway?”

“Ohh, wow, yeah. Man, she’s dripping like a leaky pipe. Look it the closet, get one of my mom’s skirts, we’ll wrap that around her to hide the stain.” As Elai looked for a disguise, Scott swung Jill out of bed and eased her onto the floor, as her legs were too wobbly to hold her up. Then he took the towel out of the bed, brushed out the dirt from her sneakers, and neatly made the bed back, slipping the cigar box that held the vibes back into the nightstand.

Scot got Jill back up to her feet and steadied her while Elai wrapped the skirt around her. Then he bent down and hoisted her over his shoulder and they all went to see Aunt Karen. As Scott carried Jill, his hand rested right on the knob of the buttplug still nestled deep in her ass.

To be continued in MOVIE NIGHT.