Synopsis: a wannabe burglar breaks into twins Sarah and Emma's house. Fortunately for the crook, one of the sisters will be very helpful for him.

It was a typical, rainy night. The soft patter of rain on the window panes created a soothing lullaby. Inside, two blonde twins, Sarah and Emma, were curled up on their plush sofa, watching a romantic comedy on TV. They giggled at the on-screen antics of the film's lovestruck couple, oblivious to the sinister figure creeping stealthily through the shadows outside. They were wearing their pajamas and a pair of knee socks.

Meanwhile, the burglar, a hulking man dressed in all black, made his way through the unlocked window. He silently padded across the carpeted floor, his heart racing as he scanned the room. His eyes fell on the two girls, and a wicked grin spread across his face. Quickly, he dashed over to them and brandished a knife.

“Well, looks like I hit the jackpot here, ladies. Okay, no funny business, you understand?”

They both nodded in terror.

“Fine, where do you keep your valuables? Cash, jewelry, you know…”

Sarah, the most timid of the two, trembled in fear, her big blue eyes wide with terror.

"Take whatever you want," she said, her voice steady despite her racing heart. "But please, don't hurt us."

The burglar nodded, still pointing the knife at them.

"Good girl," he muttered. "Now, where do you keep all your stuff?"

Emma hesitated for a moment, glancing over at her sister, who was now sobbing softly on the couch. She took a deep breath and then nodded in the direction of their bedroom door.

"In our safe," she said.

The burglar looked at her sharply, his eyes narrowing.

"You're not trying to trick me, are you?" he growled. Sarah shook her head quickly.

"No, no. I swear it's in there. Please, just take it and leave us alone." The burglar considered her words for a moment, then motioned for her to lead the way.

Sarah, still trembling with fear, was unable to stop herself from glancing over her shoulder as they walked down the hallway. The heavy tread of the burglar's footsteps echoed through the house, making her heart race even faster. She felt a cold sweat break out on her forehead as they reached the door to their bedroom.

The burglar pushed the door open, revealing a tastefully decorated room with a massive king-sized bed and an ornate dresser. Emma led him over to a wooden chest at the foot of the bed, which she had meticulously hidden under a pile of soft, fluffy pillows. The burglar grunted in satisfaction as he saw the safe inside.

"So this is where you keep it," he muttered, his voice tinged with amusement.

Sarah, still shaking with fear, could feel the tears streaming down her face. She wanted nothing more than for this nightmare to be over. As the burglar knelt down to open the safe, she couldn't help but steal a glance at Emma. Her sister's expression was unreadable, but there was a hint of determination in her eyes.

The burglar grunted as he struggled with the combination.

"Come on, open up," he muttered impatiently.

After several more tries, the safe finally clicked open. He reached inside, his hand disappearing from view, and then emerged with a small jewelry box. His eyes widened in surprise as he saw the glint of gold and precious stones.

"This is more than I expected," he breathed.

"Well, ladies, it's always a pleasure to stop by so cooperative hosts like you two, but I'm afraid I must go now".

"Wait" Emma said all of a sudden.

"Don't you want me to go?"

"Well I do but... I mean... we're so scared right now. We'll probably call the police right after you're gone and they'd probably get to you so soon you couldn't even be able to make your getaway".

"Emma what are you doing?" Sarah hissed her twin sister.

"What are you trying to say, sweetie?"

"I'm trying to say that, if you get caught and end up in jail, you'd probably come after us the moment you escape, and we don't want that, do we, Sarah?"

Sarah, still terrified, shook her head no.

"So, in order to keep us safe and make sure you can escape, I think you should make sure we can't call the police right after you're gone".

"And how am I supposed to do that?"

"Well... we've got rope in the kitchen".

The burglar seemed amused.

"And how do you propose I tie it up?"

Emma blushed.

"Um, I mean... I could help you?" she offered hesitantly. Sarah's eyes widened in disbelief. "Emma, what are you doing?" she hissed again.

Emma didn't listen to her sister and moved to the kitchen. She came back with some piles of rope and rolls of tape.

"You should tie us up to these chairs. That way, we wouldn't be able to go anywhere".

"But I don't know how to tie somebody up".

"What kind of burglar are you?" Emma teased. "Sarah, sit down. I'll show you".

"What the fuck you're doing, Emma?" Sarah exclaimed angrily.

"Manners, sweetie. And listen to your sister" replied the robber in a threatening tone, showing her the knife.

Scared again, Sarah complied.

"Put your hands behind your back" Emma ordered.

Sarah obeyed once again and soon felt the soft touch of the rope circling her wrists, while her twin sister explained the robber the correct process to tie up a person.

"See? You have to find the middle point of the piece, then bend it and start circling it around your captive's body".

"Like this?" the burglar asked, following Emma's instructions. He wrapped the rope around Sarah's waist, then circled it around her chest, crossing it in the back. He secured the ends with a knot, then tied another around her arms, pinning them to the chair.

"Wow, you're a fast learner. Now, you should do her legs. But after seeing what you've done on her chest, that should be a piece of cake".

She handed him a new piece of rope and he bound Sarah's legs. Ankles, knees, calves and thighs were soon tightly tied together. Then, she bound them to the chair's leg.

He did the same on her waist, binding it to her wrists and to the back of the chair.

"I guess it's my turn now".

"I guess it is".

Soon enough, Emma followed her sister's fate. She didn't want to look at her, knowing Sarah was killing her with her look.

The burglar took the rope and started tying her up just like he did with Sarah. He tied her arms, her chest, her waist, and then her legs. He made sure she was also securely bound to the chair.

"There you go. Now you're all set. I'm afraid I have to leave now. Just try not to make too much noise or move around too much. You wouldn't want the neighbors to hear anything, right?"

"Well, about that... I'm afraid we're a little too scared right now. We can't promise you we will be quiet once you leave us here".

"Meaning?"

Emma rolled her eyes. How stupid this burglar was?

"Meaning... you should gag us".

"What? Emma, no..." Sarah protested.

"Well, Sarah, can you promise him you won't scream as soon as he leaves that door?"

Sarah looked down. Of course she couldn't. In fact, her plan was to yell the hell out of herself trying to alert the neighbors.

"That's what I thought".

"Okay, fine then, I'll gag you. Will a piece of tape over your mouths work?"

"Of course not! You have to stuff our mouths!"

"Stuff your mouths?" asked the robber.

"Put some fabric inside our mouths. That would muffle our attempts to scream for help. Next, you should wrap the tape around our heads. That's much more secure than just a clumsy piece".

"Emma!! No way!!!"

"Well I like that idea!"

“Our socks should work just fine”.

Sarah, once again, killed her sister with her look. However, the robber seemed to like the idea, since he took off each sisters’ socks.

"Have you gone crazy? Are you out of your mind?"

"Well I'm just doing the best for us. I don't want that creep chasing us as soon as he is free".

"You're lying. You're just a weirdo and are enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Well. It's pretty funny seeing you like that, hehe. I'm just a collateral damage. Besides, I’ve been wearing my socks for several hours now, and you have just taken a shower and put on a new ones, hehe".

"You bitch!! Wait for me to get out of this!!"

"Oh, it makes me so sad to see two beautiful sisters so angry. I should do something about it... I know!!" he mocked as he took Emma’s socks and fetched them inside Sarah's mouth.

"Mphhhh" the blonde beauty protested.

"And now wrap around you said?"

Emma nodded as the crook did his job. He completed twenty loops around the less cooperative captive's head, before heading towards her sister.

"Are you ready?"

"Do I have a choice?" Emma asked, playfully.

The crook repeated the process just as he had done with Sarah, and soon Emma's mouth was completely covered in tape, and she was unable to utter a word.

"Well, ladies. It's been a real pleasure. It's not usual to stumble by so cooperative captives. Hope we never meet again!"

With that, the robber shut the door behind him, leaving the two girls alone.

"MPHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Sarah yelled as soon as the door was closed.

"Mphhhh" Emma mumbled.

Sarah continued to struggle against the tape and the cloth stuffed in her mouth. She was panicking, her eyes wide anger. The sensation of her lips being compressed, of not being able to breathe properly, was unbearable.

Emma, on the other hand, was finding the situation amusing. She couldn't help but smirk as she felt the tape being wrapped around her head. There was a strange thrill in being in this predicament, a sense of power that came from knowing she was in control of the situation. She glanced at her sister, whose face was red from exertion, and she felt a surge of satisfaction.

Because what Sarah didn't know was that she had agreed to meet with John, her boyfriend, who should be about to get there.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath through her nose, feeling the air being squeezed out of her lungs. The cloth in her mouth muffled the sound, but she didn't care. She knew that Sarah would soon find out that her situation wasn't as desperate as she thought it was.

Emma felt a surge of excitement course through her veins as she fought against the tape that bound her mouth. It was like a game to her, a thrilling adventure. The cloth stuffed in her mouth only served to amplify her senses, making every breath feel more intense, every movement more deliberate, like a damsel in distress waiting for her knight in shining armor to rescue her.

She didn't have to wait long. The door opened and John walked in, his eyes widening when he saw the two girls.

"Emma?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion and worry. "What happened?"

Emma felt a surge of relief wash over her as she saw her boyfriend. She struggled against the tape, trying to get his attention. John glanced at Sarah, who was still trying to break free from her bindings, before turning back to Emma.

Emma then realized there was a hint of confusion in her boyfriend's eyes. Could it be possible that John still hadn't learn to distinguish between both of them?

Sarah seemed to be aware of the situation too, since her struggles became more desperate and her muffled screams louder.

"Mphhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

John understood this as the proof that she was indeed her girlfriend, so he untied her wrists first.

Sarah took her own gag off while John worked on her legs.

"John!!! It's been so terrible!!" she exclaimed.

"Emma? What happened?"

"It was a burglar! He tied us up... well, Sarah convinced him to do so!!" she said, pretending to be her sister.

"Mphhh?" Emma mumbled, still not believing her own boyfriend could recognize her over her sister.

"What? Why would you do that?"

"I don't know. She said it was funny to see me struggling like that and that she was just a collateral damage!"

John looked at Emma with eyes filled with anger. Next, Sarah kissed him passionately, before the wide eyes of her sister.

"But you are here now, my knight in shining armor!"

"MPHHHHHHHH!" Emma protested.

"Shut up! This is all your fault!!" Sarah yelled at her, her eyes filled with anger. "You know, John? I think Em... Sarah deserves a punishment, don't you think?"

"What are you thinking about?"

"Well, what about we leave her here like this while you and I go and enjoy our date?"

"Mphhh??"

"Well... that sounds fair, actually!"

"And then, if you behave, I'll give my dearest rescuer a proper reward!!" Sarah added mischievously.

"MPHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Emma protested through her gag. No way her own sister was going to betray her like that.

"Well I just can't wait" John answered as he headed the door.

Sarah stayed behind and, making sure John couldn't hear her, she whispered into her sister's ear:

"I told you you were going to pay for this".

Then, with a wink, she followed her pretended boyfriend outdoors, leaving an incredulous Emma alone in the darkness.

Emma struggled against the tape for a few more moments, feeling anger boil up inside her. She knew she had to find a way out of this mess, and she wasn't going to let her sister get away with it.