BETWEEN FRIENDS

BY THE ONE
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“No! Please Alice, I promise I’ll never touch your clothes again!”

“Too late for that, Emmy. You need a lesson in respect.”

“No I don’t! Please, I promise – NO! NNNN!”

Lisa pushed the ball gag in Emilie’s mouth as far as it would go. She pulled it tight around the struggling girl’s head and buckled it.

“Lesson number 1: When your mistresses say ‘quiet,’ BE QUIET!!” Lisa slapped Emilie on her cheek. It stung badly through the leather gag strap and Emilie whimpered, but didn’t try to say anything more. With the gag in and her hands cuffed behind her, what was the point in protesting? It certainly wasn’t going to do any good.

“Well, Lisa, I think it’s time for breakfast!”

“I agree, Alice. What shall we have?”

“Hmmm, something Emilie would enjoy too…”

“How about waffles?”

“Sounds great!”

Lisa wrapped Emilie’s legs in rope up to her calves, then Alice used another pair of cuffs to secure her younger sister into a strict hogtie. They pushed Emilie over onto her side so she couldn’t slide across the floor to get away, and went into the kitchen to fix breakfast. Soon, Emilie could hear the sizzle of the waffle iron. It was only ten o’clock in the morning, but her stomach was painfully empty, and the sounds of cooking food made her mouth water, which in turn made her drool around the ball gag filling her mouth. This embarrassed her more, so she tried not to concentrate on it.

After a while, Alice returned. “Hey sis, ready for breakfast?”

“Uh-huh!” Emilie said around her gag and nodded vigorously. As Alice began to free her of the hogtie, she wondered if they were really going to let her eat. It seemed too good to be true!

It was.

In the kitchen, Emilie was stripped of all covering. Alice’s bra and thong were laid on the couch in the living room. Emilie’s legs were bound to the legs of her chair, and her hands cuffed around the back. She was now totally at their mercy, and completely naked this time.

“You know, Lisa,” Alice began, “I have a very sexy sister!”

“Mm, yes, I noticed,” Lisa smiled her seductive smile that always gave away when she was getting aroused.

Emilie looked from one girl to the other, hoping they would hear her stomach growling and free her hands so she could eat. She thought her wish was coming true when Lisa reached over and removed the ball gag.

“May I please have my hands freed so I can eat? Please?” Emilie asked politely.

Lisa laughed at her. “No! Of course not! That’s why we’re here!”

Emilie suddenly understood. She wasn’t just going to eat, she was going to be fed.

A timer sounded from the stove. Alice hopped up.

“Oh good! Just in time.” She opened the waffle iron and added four new waffles to a plate already piled high with them. She brought the plate over to the table, along with butter and syrup. Lisa set two on hers and Alice’s plates, and one on Emilie’s. Emilie stretched toward it just to see if she could get a bite herself. She couldn’t reach.

“Hungry, are we?” Lisa asked Emilie.

“Yes! Very!” Emilie said, silently begging for food.

“Oh, alright,” Alice sighed. She got up, poured some syrup on Emilie’s waffle, and held it up for Emilie to grab with her teeth. It was so warm and fresh and sweet! Emilie closed her eyes and let the flavor roll around on her tongue. It tasted so good after her…eventful…morning. Soon, though, she felt Alice brushing the waffle against her lips again. A drop of syrup dripped onto her naked chest. She quickly opened her mouth again for more.

When she had finished her first waffle, Emilie asked for another one. Alice put one down on her plate and asked if Emilie wanted more syrup. She said yes, so Alice got up and stuck the syrup bottle in Emilie’s mouth and squeezed. Emilie whimpered in slight protest as her mouth filled with the sweet liquid, but was rewarded when she got to swallow it. It tasted really good.

After that, the girls ate their meal as if nothing were different. Emilie was just as active in conversation as Lisa and Alice were, but only since Lisa had said it was okay to talk. Lisa and Alice took turns helping Emilie eat.

By the time they were all full, Alice and Lisa were as naked as Emilie was. All three were covered in melted butter, syrup, and waffle crumbs. The two older girls had gotten into a food fight once, and fed each other several times. Lisa had eaten a bite of syrupy waffle from out of Alice’s mouth during a kiss, and Alice had licked syrup dripping from both Lisa and Emilie’s breasts. This disturbed Emilie a little, since they were sisters. But it was a little easier to bear once Alice poured syrup on her own chest and had Emilie lick her clean. It was almost…fun!

Alice and Lisa left Emilie bound to the chair and sticky with syrup wile they cleaned up the kitchen. When they had gotten the mess around the table wiped up and all the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, they came back over.

“Ready for your bath?” Alice asked.

Emilie didn’t like the sound of this. She and her sister hadn’t taken a bath together since before they were in first grade. Even then they had decided it was a little weird. Now, in high school, it would be very awkward, especially with Lisa there.

That thought didn’t seem to occur to Alice as she freed Emilie from the chair. Emilie was surprised at herself that she didn’t even think of running away. She thought, Is it because I know trying to escape is pointless, or is it because I actually want them to do this stuff to me? She tried to convince herself that it wasn’t because she liked it, but deep down inside, she found playing these games with her sister to be very exciting.

Cuffing her hands and replacing the ball gag in Emilie’s mouth, Lisa led Emilie up the stairs to the large bathroom. She sat her captive down on the edge of the bathtub and held her there (even though Emilie would have stayed anyway) while Alice drew steaming hot water. When the tub was filled to halfway, Lisa pulled Emilie out of her sitting position.

“Put a foot in,” Alice commanded.

Emilie did and jerked back. The water was HOT; hotter than Emilie had ever used herself. It wasn’t enough to burn her, but after Lisa held her foot under for about ten seconds, then pulled it back out, her skin was very sensitive. Again, deep down, she enjoyed the sensation.

“Okay, in you go,” Lisa said, prodding Emilie. Together, she and Alice made Emilie step into the tub. The same almost-burning feeling rushed up Emilie’s legs, and she whimpered. The girls pulled her down so she sat in the water with her legs and ass entirely under. Emilie gasped as her sensitive area between her legs tingled pleasantly with the heat. Alice and Lisa climbed in the tub also, Alice in front of Emilie, Lisa behind. They stretched out so Emilie’s legs were tight together, Alice’s held her that way, and Lisa stretched out wide, her crotch almost touching Emilie’s back. Now that they were all holding each other in the tub, the fun started.

Using thick sponges, Lisa and Alice poured the steaming water all over Emilie, concentrating on her face, her perfect, naked breasts, and her stomach. They washed each other as well, since they were as much of a mess as Emilie was. Then, a round shampoo bottle was fitted between Emilie’s legs and pushed in. Emilie cried out in pain as the bottle penetrated her and probed deeper and deeper. She started to struggle, and Lisa took hold of her hips to hold her still while Alice worked the bottle into her sister until over half of it was covered by the soft, pink skin of Emilie’s crotch. She moaned and cried with pain the whole time, but didn’t fight.

While Emilie was still in her haze of pain mixed with pleasure, Lisa unbuckled the ball gag and pulled it out of the younger girl’s mouth. Alice pulled her sister into a huge, erotic kiss, her tongue exploring every corner of Emilie’s unsuspecting mouth. Emilie gasped in surprise, but soon fell into the rhythm. She pushed her own tongue into Alice’s mouth, wanting more of the rush that came when they kissed. While the two sisters were locked in their kiss, Lisa began stimulating Emilie with the bottle. She slid it in and out, occasionally letting her fingers slip in as well. She reached her head around Emilie’s shoulders and started to nibble and lick her nipples, which were standing out quite prominently by now.

Emilie was being teased and stimulated in all three sensitive places: her mouth, her breasts, and her crotch. She pulled against her cuffs, but knew it was hopeless. She gave in to her sister’s mouth and Lisa’s lips on her nipples, and especially the strange feeling between her legs. Something was going on. She had to touch it, had to rub it. Had to! She groaned and strained to pull her hands around front to stimulate herself, but Lisa held them behind her. “No! No!” Emilie cried, “Stop! Please stop!” In response, Alice filled Emilie’s mouth with her tongue, silencing her except for desperate moans. Lisa’s nibbling turned to pinching and pulling, and the bottle moved in and out faster and harder.

Just as she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, Emilie’s world went dark. Lights exploded behind her closed eyelids and all sound vanished. All that mattered was the incredible feeling as something coursed from between her legs, something warm and wet that was not water. As the feeling lessened, Emilie became aware of someone screaming. Slowly she realized it was her own voice. Reality crept back in and Emilie opened her eyes. She found herself still in the tub, slumped onto her sister’s shoulder. Alice was rocking her gently as Lisa took the cuffs off her wrists. Emilie drifted in and out of the world as she was lifted out of the tub and laid out on the rug. She felt towels drying her off, and Alice’s soft voice saying something she couldn’t understand. Then, she slipped away altogether.

Emilie heard the din of the TV close by. She heard her sister’s voice, then Lisa’s voice. Everything was pleasantly warm. She remembered what had happened, but couldn’t focus enough energy to open her eyes. She floated in a half-sleep, trying to wake up. She gave a weak whimper, hoping someone would help her return to reality. She felt a hand on her head, stroking her. Slowly, she opened her eyes and waited for them to focus. When they did she found she was lying across Alice and Lisa’s laps on their living room couch, while the older girls watched TV. She also realized she was totally naked. Strangely, she didn’t care.

“How did I get here?” she asked in a whisper.

Alice told her what had happened, and explained that she had experienced her first orgasm. Lisa patted Emilie’s ass lightly. Alice said they had cleaned up the bathroom after Emilie had fainted, stimulated each other to their own climaxes, dressed, and just carried Emilie downstairs.

Emilie wasn’t sure what to say. She managed, “Wow…” and tried to get up.

They pushed her back down. “You just lay here a while longer, Emmy,” Alice said gently but firmly, “We’ll wake you up later.”

Emilie had no objection. She felt around until she found Alice’s hand and grasped it, settling her head onto Alice’s warm legs. Their body heat relaxed her, and Alice began to stroke her sister’s hair with her other hand. That was enough for Emilie. Content, and not a bit embarrassed at her situation or position, drifted off to sleep.