Avery gets a babysitting job for Claire and Brendan, which goes normal at first. However, it eventually takes a strange turn…

This story contains plenty of nonconsensual bondage, so just a warning before continuing! In real life, always perform consensual bondage.

Avery walked up to the door of the large house, her school backpack slumg over her shoulder. She wore her school outfit, a short plaid skirt and a button up shirt with a suit jacket and a tie, since she had just finished her classes for the day. The 18 year old senior in high school had walked the roughly half mile as fast as she could. These were new clients and they appeared to have plenty of money so Avery wanted to make a good impression. She had said she could be there right after school, and the parents had said that thats fine. As soon as possible would be best since they had a concert to attend with some friends.

Avery looked up at the massive house as she strode up the front walk. It was borderline a mansion, so if she did her job well and entertained the kids well, the parents would probably tip her very well. They had already promised a hefty sum, but she knew that friendly people that lived in these places liked to tip high school students that were out trying to make a buck. It was just something that rich people liked to do, almost as a stereotype.

Avery rang the doorbell and a majestic ringing sounded from inside the house. She arranged herself on the front step waiting for someone to open the door. She made sure her brown hair was pulled back behind her cute headband and her white socks were pulled all the way up to her knees (they had worked their way down on her walk).

The door opened to reveal a young woman, all dressed up with makeup. Avery assumed this was the mom.

“Hello! I’m guessing you are Mrs. Grey?”

“Hi, so glad you could make it! And you can call me Ashley, you don’t need the ‘Mrs’ thing. And you are… Avery, if I recall correctly?”

“Yes ma’am, my name is Avery!”

“Oh, please come in!”

Avery stepped inside, glancing around at the large entryhall. There were paintings hung up, and vases situated atop small wooden cases and displays against the walls.

“I apologize for the mess”, Ashley gestured to a small pile of legos in the entryway to another room, “but the kids do like to play anywhere they want some times. But what can you do? Kids, right!” Ashley laughed. Avery thought she was a very sweet lady as she smiled and agreed with her about kids being kids as if she knew all about kids being kids.

“Claire, Brendan! Come down here and greet your babysitter!” Ashley yelled up a carpeted flight of stairs that ran off from the main entryway. Almost immediately the sound of running down the stairs was heard before a girl and a boy came shooting out, sliding on the hardwood with their socks.

“The older one is Claire, and the other one is Brendan. They shouldn’t cause you too much trouble, right kids?” Ashley said, asking the question to the two energetic kids.

“No mom, we remember what you told us” the older girl said. Claire wore a t-shirt and shorts and pink sparkley socks. Her yellow blonde hair was braided down her back.

“Yeah, you can leave now if you want” Brendan, the younger of the two said. He wore clothes similar to Claire, but they were dirtier and had stains in spots. His brown hair was all disheveled. “So, I hear you two are the troublemakers i was caled to handle!” Avery joked. The kids giggled.

“Noooo, we don’t make trouble” Brendan laughed. Avery chuckled and turned back to the mother.

“I think everything is good then. I got your text with everything you wanted and it all looked good. You and your husband can get going so you aren’t late!”

“Thank you so much dear. Mark would say the same but he’s out in the garage ready to go. Well, I hope you guys have fun! Brendan, Claire, remember my instructions” Ashley gave them a meaningful look, “just like last time, OK? I don’t want you guys to mess up again.”

“Don’t worry mom! We’ll be fine. Just like you told us!”

“Wonderful. Bye Avery! Have a good time.” And with that, she slammed the door behind her, leaving the two girls and boy alone in the house.

After the mom left, both children went upstairs to their rooms to ‘do homework’. Avery was fine with that and said she would call them down when it was time for dinner. Avery could hear the kids thumping around upstairs ‘doing their homework’ as she sat on the couch scrolling through reels, but she didn’t mind. She liked to take the least direct approach to babysitting as possible. Let the kids do their own thing, she does her own thing, that's pretty much it. Make them dinner and make sure they are in bed on time, then she would just chill alone until the parents got home.

Avery got out some of her schoolwork from her bag and was working on it when the kids came back down stairs. They both went and sat on the couch watching TV together, so Avery let them be. Around five o’clock, Brendan came up to the table and said she was hungry. Avery looked up from her history homework.

“Are you guys ready for dinner?” she asked, calling into the other room so Claire would hear her.

“Yeah!” both kids yelled. Avery reheated the chicken parmesan from the fridge and gave it to each child, then made a plate of her own. It was very good and she had seconds.

After dinner, the kids waited for Avery to finish eating.

“Can we play a game?” They asked kindly as Avery was washing the dishes.

“Yeah, of course!” Avery enjoyed the easy babysitting jobs, but she did enjoy games also. It was nice to be able to play with kids every now and then.

Avery quickly finished the dishes and was led by the kids into the living room. She was greeted by a big pile of stuff that she guessed they wanted to play with. There was a pile of clothes, some rough brown rope and a couple of bandanas laid out.

“What is this?” Avery laughed.

“We were hoping you would play ‘cowboys and indians’ with us” Brendan said shyly.

Avery laughed again. “Oh, that sounds like fun! I see you have some clothes here, it doesn't look like I’ll fit though…” Avery said as she held up a tiny cowboy shirt.

“Oh don’t worry, those are for us!” The kids exclaimed before throwing on their outfits. ‘These kids must have had a great childhood’ Avery thought to herself as the two kids got dressed up and ready to play. When they were finished, the kids looked like a proper cowboy and cowgirl, complete with boots, hat and lasso.

“OK, now you are the indian! We have to try to catch you!” Claire shouted as she picked up her coil of rope and started swinging it around in a lasso circle.

Avery giggled and played along by jumping up and running around the couch. The kids laughed and jumped up throwing their lassos with incredible accuracy. Both of them dropped down over the top of Avery and she stood up hanging her head, defeated.

“Aaahhhh, you got me!” She said with a dramatically sad face. The kids laughed and les her back into the living room, where they began to tie her up.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Avery asked when they started.

“We captured you, now you are gonna be tied up and left for the ‘yotes!” The kids laughed playfully. Avery decided it was fine, she would be able to escape super fast anyways. The kids clearly didn’t know how to tie someone up. They would be all loose, Avery would jump up and ‘escape’ miraculously and they could have more fun afterwards.

“Ahhh, dang it. Whatever shall I do at the hands of such brave cowboys and cowgirls?” Avery dramatically sighed, obligingly crossing her hands behind her back. Brendan giggled and quickly set to tying her hands together, while Claire started on her legs. Avery wiggled a little to make it seem like she was resisting, which the kids seemed to approve of. Claire finished tying her ankles together and moved up to Avery’s knees. Avery didn’t notice how well she had tied her legs together, but if she had paid closer attention she would have seen that the loops of rope were extremely securely wrapped and frapped, cinching everything tight. The loose ends were knotted together and tucked under the coils of rope, making it almost impossible to get to the knot.

Brendan had done the exact same thing tying her hands together. He also wrapped rope around her elbows and pulled them tightly together, but not too tightly for Avery to notice anything unusual. She was completely oblivious to the world of ropes and bondage ties, so she had no idea that the rope around her elbows had pretty much incapacitated her arms and hands completely. Especially with the proficiency that Brendan showed in knot tying, Avery had no way of loosening her arms.

Of course, Avery had no clue that she was now completely at the mercy of the kids. When they were finished, they stood in front of Avery.

“Try to escape!” they said in unison, huge smiles on their faces. Avery laughed and expected to be able to quickly twist out of her bonds, but she quickly found that she was stuck. Twisting her arms, the elbow tie restricted her movement more than she had realized it would. She couldn’t pull her arms up and down to loosen the tie around her wrists. She tried to shift her legs about but the three coils of rope around her ankles and above and below her knees held her just as tight as the elbow and wrist tie did.

“I- I can’t get out!” Avery laughed, hoping the kids would think she was playing along. In reality, she knew she was stuck. Panic was rising inside her as she realized she was now completely at the mercy of the two kids whom she was supposed to be in charge of.

The kids smiled at each other, devious looks plastered across their faces. Avery now felt scared, it looked to her that this had been their plan all along.

“Brendan, I’m gonna go get her gag, ok?” Brendan nodded, and Claire ran off to some other part of the house.

Avery started. ‘A gag? What does that mean?’ she wondered to herself in panic. “Brendan, can you untie me? I think I might actually be stuck”, she laughed nervously.

Brendan just smiled at her and didn’t say anything. Avery repeated her question with much more force, demanding him to untie her. She threatened him with telling his parents and he still ignored her, his smile growing wider and wider.

Avery struggled against her bonds, pulling and fighting and tossing about on the floor. Nothing would loosen, no matter how much she fought them.

Claire returned with a roll of tape and a cloth in her hand.

“Claire, if you do what I think you’re going to do, you WILL regret it!” Avery sternly told Claire.

“Indians talk too much!” Claire said with a malicious smile on her face. With that she unceremoniously shoved the cloth into Avery’s mouth. Avery pulled her head away to escape the foul-tasting cloth, but Brendan grabbed her head and held it still while Claire wrapped tape around it, securing the cloth in place.

“MMMMPH! MMMM MMNNNN!!!” Avery fought against the two kids, her fingers scrambling to try to get to the rope holding her hands together. The rope around her elbows kept her from being able to reach around to her front and pull the gag off.

Claire ripped the tape off and smoothed the end flat against Avery’s neck. She took the roll of tape and started to wrap Avery’s hands into fists, removing all the dexterity that her hands would have.

“MMMMMMMPPPHHH!! MMGGHHH!!!” Avery twisted her body away and Brendan sat on top of her to hold her in place. She pulled against her bonds and hard as she could, but the children had known exactly what they were doing. Nothing she did could let her escape the coils of rope.

After a few moments of struggle, Avery’s hands were wrapped in tape and wrapped together. Any dexterity she had had was now stripped away from her. Avery continued to toss about on the floor fighting her bonds as the two kids stood above her smiling.

“Bad indians need to be punished!” Claire said excitedly. Avery screamed into her gag as the kids approached her menacingly. Claire flipped Avery’s plaid skirt up, revealing the black spandex she wore underneath. A swift slap came across her butt, making her cry out into the gag in pain. She tried inching away from the terrible children but Brendan sat on top of her again, preventing her from moving. Avery cried and begged into her gag, her body struggling uselessly as slap after slap after slap fell, leaving Avery twitching and crying on the floor.

“This indian hasn’t learned her lesson, Sheriff Claire!” Brendan said happily to Claire.

“Hmmm, I think you’re right, Sheriff Brendan”, Claire responded thoughtfully. “I think we need more rope!” At this, Avery began to buck around on the floor again, twisting against her bonds, crying out for help through her gag. Her muffled shouts couldn’t possibly make their way outside, much less to the ears of anyone who could help.

Claire returned to Avery’s struggling form with three more coils of rope. She set them down on the floor and, using insane strength that Avery didn’t know existed, hoisted her up over her shoulder. Brendan jumped up and down squealing and ran over, where he started to spank Avery as she was held over Claire’s shoulders. She fought against the kids but she was completely at their mercy. Avery cried and groaned into the gag, but nothing she did would let her escape the hell she had let herself be put into.

The kids toted her about the house for about ten minutes. They took turns carrying her, slung over their shoulders, while the other would mercilessly spank her while she begged them to stop.

At last, they returned to the living room where Claire had set the coils of rope down on the ground.

“Brendan, drop her over the couch!” She instructed her brother, who was carrying the shivering and twitching form of Avery. He complied and roughly dropped her over the arm of the couch.

Avery was already exhausted from the ordeal she had been through, and she weakly struggled to get off the couch. Before she could, Claire had wrapped a coil of rope around her legs and pulled them tightly to one end of the couch. A second loop went around her neck, which was hanging off the couch, and was secured to the floor. Before Avery had time to blink, she was now pulled taut over the edge of the arm of the couch, her head pulled towards the ground. She could hear her heart thumping in her head and when she tried to raise her head, the loop of rope tightened about her neck. Claire had tied it into a slip knot!

Avery groaned into her gag in exhaustion, gasping through sobs. Tears ran down her cheeks and dripped onto the floor as she renewed her struggles. She was now thoroughly stuck to the couch, unable to get off. Her butt was stuck up high in the air, perfectly displayed for the two children to give her more spankings.

Avery begged the kids to stop as Brendan deviously flipped her skirt up again, exposing her spandex. The kids climbed onto the couch and began to brutally spank Avery even more, saying she deserves the punishment. Avery struggled and fought and screamed and protested against the pair, the rope cutting into her neck as she went from reeling in pain to pure panic as the rope tightened, restricting her airway. She choked and gasped as she involuntarily pulled her body up and repeated the choking cycle over and over and over again.

When the kids finished, Avery was left gasping and sobbing over the side of the couch, feebly struggling. She kept trying to pull her legs up but they were pulled taut, giving her no wiggle room. Her school uniform was dirty from her sweat and struggling. Her skirt was left flipped up and her arms were still tightly pinned behind her back. Her white socks were held in place above her knees by the loops of rope around them. Her body twitched and quivered from the effort she had unwillingly expended in trying to escape as she sucked air in through her nose. Her head hung upside down, drool had trickled out from her gag and run down over her forehead, soaking into her now-disheveled hair that was still loosely held by her headband. Each breath she took she moaned as she exhaled out, occasional sobs shaking her body.

Brendan and Claire untied her limp body from the arm of the couch and pulled her onto the floor where she lay still, sobbing and gasping for breath. The kids ignored her distraughtness and took another coil of rope and pulled her into a tight hogtie. If Avery’s hands had been free, she might have been able to reach the ropes around her legs and escape that way, but with her hands held in place by tape, she couldn’t even begin to untie herself. The kids wrapped rope around her neck and pulled that back to her feet also, restricting Avery’s breathing unless she arched her back a painful amount. They also removed the tape and the spit-soaked cloth from her mouth and replaced it with a ring gag that Avery had no clue where they had gotten it from. It held her mouth open wide, making drool leak out from the bottom and run down over her chin. Avery didn’t know it was possible for a device like that to hold your mouth open and was humiliated at her inability to hold her own drool in.

The kids resumed spanking and smacking Avery for another session, which seemed to last an hour for her. She struggled against her bonds but any major pulling she did just tightened the rope around her neck, cutting off her airflow. She was completely helpless at the hands of the two kids that she had been charged with managing. At about nine o’clock, the kids stopped since Avery passed out from exhaustion. She stopped fighting against her bonds and tilted over limp and unmoving, her breathing beginning to steady out from the sobbing and gasping it had been before. The kids each brushed their teeth, put on their pajamas and went to bed, leaving the restrained Avery laying on the ground in the living room, stuck in her hogtie with no hope of escape.

Around 11pm that night, the sound of a key entering the lock of the front door could be heard. The door quietly opened to reveal Ashley and Mark, the parents. They had returned home from their concert after eating somewhere with some friends before leaving and going back. Ashley came in and, seeing Avery bound and gagged so thoroughly on the carpet by the couch, she smiled. Mark followed and wordlessly embraced his wife, smiling as well. They approached the youth, who was still passed out on the floor in the same bound and restrained position she had been in when the kids left her. Ashley carefully untied the hogtie that she was in, gently letting her body relax from the cramped position it had been in. Leaving her arms and legs bound though, Ashley picked her up and slung her over her shoulder in the same way that Claire and Brendan had done to her earlier that evening. Mark, noticing her skirt flipped up, smiled and roughly spanked her once, Avery’s body subconsciously jerking in reaction. Ashley chuckled to herself as she carried Avery towards the stairs.

“Come on Mark, the kids left another good present for us!” She whispered softly with a wide smile on her face. The parents both went down the stairs, with Mark flipping the light switch off behind him.