"I'm going to keep them in your face for a bit!" she says excitedly.
You groan into your sock gag; you are surprised at how disgusting it is after being in your mouth this long already - you thought that the taste would have eventually resided...
Much to your surpise, your sister gets off your back and runs towards the stairs and heads up them. You try vigorously to free your hands or your feet, but you do not succeed. Now out of breath, you are forced to breathe in the dirty sock tied under your nose. You let out a long groan at your situation.
A few minutes later your sister is walking down the stairs calmly with a few coils of rope in your hand. Curious as to where she managed to find rope in the house, you mmmph at her.
As if she understood what you were trying to say, she answers: "Oh, I always keep a little bit of rope in my room in case it came in handy - turns out it did!" after a little laugh, your sister walks behind you and is then out of sight. You feel her tie the ropes around your already bound hands. Then suddenly, you feel your hands jerked back and your ankles folded up. She was hogtying you! By the time you realized this and tried to squirm, your hands were tightly bound to your ankles and with little freedom.
Angry at the situation of being tightly hogtied and gagged with your sister's sweaty socks, you have renewed energy for struggle and begin to fight the bonds and mmmph loudly into your gag.
Ignoring your shouts completely, your sister meets your eyes and asks sweetly: "There. You comfy?"
You continue your string of loud (yet muffled) protests.
Your sisters laughs while she spins you around, your legs in the direction of the TV and your face in the direction of the couch. You are about 3 feet or so from the couch. You hear the TV turn on and a few seconds later your sister sits down in front of you and crosses her legs under her.
As she turns to her favorite reality-TV show and begins watching, you mmmph at her.
She gets somewhat stern with you and says, "There, big brother. You're all tied up by your little sister and are now sucking on my disgusting sweaty socks. Maybe you'll learn to speak in a more polite tone when you talk to me." Then she resumes watching TV. You groan into your gag. The socks are still salty and somewhat bitter. After a few mintues you're hoping your sister will have mercy on you and let you free, so you mmph at her.
She doesn't even look at you and says, "Shut up, I can't hear the TV." You being to mmmph again. Your sister lets out an irritated sigh. She un-corsses her legs and sticks them straight out, placing the soles of her bare feet comfortably on your face. You mmmmph loudly as the powerful smell engulsfs your nose. It also brings out the bitterness of the socks.
Your sister grins a little and says "You'll learn eventually..."
For the next hour, your sister leves her putrid feet in your face, occasionally playing with your facial features with her toes, but ultimately making sure your nose is inhaling her stinky feet. A full hour later and the smell of her feet is still noticable and makes your stomach turn. You begin to mmmph atkelsey, pleaing with your eyes.
"Begging won't get your anywhere" she says. She then begins to grin a little more, "in fact, I have a treat for you..."
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