Bonds of Matrimony by Kurt
32 photos; 4:24 video
"So, you thought you could XXXX up my sister and just disappear, eh?", I said as I dragged Justin down the basement stairs, "No way, nimrod."
"But Bill, honest...I swear...," he whined.
"Shaddup!", I said, as I tied a thick strip of cloth into his mouth.
Justin grunted in defiance as the gag filled his mouth, but I paid no attention to his muffled protest as I pushed him down onto the cellar floor.
"Welcome to the 'Meditation Room'", I said sarcastically as I stood over him holding a wide roll of silver duct tape. "You're gonna stay here til you're ready to pop the question to Sis, like a real man!"
"Urrt...Ill...agh ummph!" he replied through the cleave gag.
I reached down and placed the end of the duct tape over his lips and began to wrap it around his head. Once, twice, three times until his attempts to argue were muffled completely.
"Now, let's get you wrapped up and comfy", I said, as I grabbed his jeans-clad legs and wrapped the tape tightly around his knees and ankles. Justin tried to struggle as the tape grew tighter and tighter around his legs, but in a few secs he was gripped securely and could only roll around a bit. He looked up at me, a pitiful puppy-dog look in his eyes above the tight tape gag.
"Makin' eyes might work for the girls, but not for me, hotshot," I sneered, though inside I had to admit he looked mighty hot tied up, gagged and helpless like that. Of course, I couldn't let on that I was turned on, even though I could feel the front of my jeans tightening.
A wave of anger crossed Justin's taped-up face and flashed from his eyes. He began to thrash around on the mattress, and grunt as loudly as the cloth and tape gag would allow.
I jabbed a fist into his breadbasket and he gasped and moaned. Grabbing his legs, I folded them up towards his wrists and began a duct tape hogtie. Justin struggled weakly, but the tape bonds wore him out pretty quickly.
Standing up and looking down at my prospective brother-in-law, I had a little pang of sympathy. He really wasn't a bad kid, and I was pretty sure Sis had tried to trap him by getting preggers, still....the family honor, such as it was, was at stake.
"OK, pal, I'll leave you for a while to let you think things over. I'll check on you in about 3 hours. Then I'll take the gag off and you can tell me how you plan to propose. If not, well....." I took down the leather flogger I had bought at an online porn site and swished the tails through the air over Justin's head. He cowered and whimpered as the whip slashed the air.
"It's almost April," I reminded my captive, "I think a May wedding would be nice, don't you?"
The End.
Model: Darien
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production 02/04/2009