Lesbian Pantyhose Secretaries (Nylon Nights Book 1)

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At the time of the following exciting adventure we were sixteen, but I was a few months older than she was. Erin and Marie were too stunned to answer for a couple of seconds. Amanda didn't recognize Erin! Which wasn't surprising, since Marie hadn't recognized her at first either, until Erin had started speaking. Relax, you two. Do you really think I would do that to you? How mean do you think I am? But your protestations remind that I need to gag you," Marie said as she went to her "gag and blindfold" stash and took out a pair of old yet clean tights.

You did this? Why?" Erin asked, but was interrupted by the sound of a high-pitched scream coming from the doorway. Erin and Marie each realized, to their great mortification, that their "eccentricities" had just been discovered by their little sister. Was it possible to die of embarrassment? Erin got the key, and with Erin and Amanda working together, Marie was soon free of all restraints. This exciting adventure was repeated every bedtime. Aunt Frances had a large washing machine and I don’t think she examined my pants before putting them in the wash, which was just as well! All went well for a few days. Then the sky darkened and the rain poured down! Uncle Mike was at his office, of course. Aunt Frances was visiting some friends for the day, and Clare said she would be at the farm attending to her pony until lunchtime. I couldn’t go fishing in that weather, so I said I would stay at home and read the set book from school, which I’d been told to read in the holidays. (It was The War of the Worlds!) Okay," Marie said. "But sit down and relax, both of you. You're making me more nervous than I was already. I was deeply relaxed when both of you barged in, screaming and scaring me to death."

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Have a seat on the edge of the bed," Marie told her. "Put your legs together and lift up your feet." Alright, you two," Marie said to her two bound and gagged sisters. "Time for me to tie myself up again. I'm setting my phone alarm for one hour, just in case I fall asleep. Then I'll hop over to the desk and get my handcuff key, and then maybe, just maybe, I'll untie the two of you after I free myself," she said while putting the handcuff key on the edge of her desk. "Maybe," she said for the third time for emphasis. Instead of covering Erin's legs in a solid wrapping of tape, like her arms were, Marie secured her legs with three bands of tape - one around her ankles, one around her legs just below her knees, and the third just above her knees. Each band consisted of at least six layers. Oh, sorry,” she said. She relaxed her grip. “Is that better?” She gave it a little rub, and I just gulped, and nodded ‘yes!’ Uh, I don't think so," Erin said. "I was the first one to find Marie like this, so I get to be tied up next. We'll tie you up tomorrow instead."

Okay, both of you, calm down," Marie said, blushing and sighing nervously. "It looks like Erin and I both need to explain what's going on. Do you want me to start, or do you want to go first, Erin?" No, it's just right!" Amanda replied. "There's no way I can escape this - you are going to untie me later, right?" Erin sat next to Marie on the bed, and Amanda brought Marie's desk chair over and sat on it, crossing her legs. Amanda was still in her school uniform, except for her shoes. She was wearing the required white shirt, blue blazer, blue pleated skirt, and navy blue tights.

How's that? Is it too tight?" Marie asked as she cut the end of the tape and pressed the end firmly down on Erin's arm-wrappings. Oh, Marie didn't mean her arms - she was now securing her legs. Erin had assumed that having both of her legs crammed into one leg of tights was enough to keep her from walking, but now Marie was kneeling at her sister's feet binding duct tape around her ankles. Excellent choice," Marie said. "But first, I don't think Erin is wearing enough tights. What do you think, Amanda?" At the house I was shown to my room, a different one from normal. It looked like a large box-room and had several extra items of furniture, including a big old dressing table.

She sat on the edge of her bed and began pulling the tights up one leg. She loved the feeling of how the tights caressed her legs from the tips of her toes, then slowly up her leg. She did the same for the other leg, slowly pulling up the tights until the band reached its destination at her waist. She adjusted them until they felt just right. She made sure the seam was perfectly aligned along the tips of her toes. She sighed with pleasure as she ran her hands up and down her nylon covered legs. The tights were completely opaque and oh so soft and smooth. Oh, ... but wanting to be tied up isn't all that unusual. I think of it myself sometimes," Erin admitted. Yeah, me too!" Amanda said, surprised that she wasn't the only person in the world who felt that way. "Maybe now that we know we're all interested, we could help each other out in that regard." Did the fact that she had graduated from high school cause Erin to stop wearing tights? No, no, no, no, no. She still wore them with skirts. She wore them with shorts. Not every day like she used to, but as often as she could. And on those glorious, rare days when she had the house to herself, like now, she wore more than one pair of tights - and not just on her legs!That's probably pretty tight - you and I are about the same size, and this was designed to go over just one of my legs. How does it feel to have both of your legs in one tights leg?" Marie asked.