Warning: This story features bondage and non-consensual sexual content.

Context: This is a short story written for Day 20 of Kinktober 2024 using the prompt words Basement and Metal.

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The chugging heavy metal music coming up through the floorboards felt like it was drilling a hole in my skull.

My younger sister Macy and her friends were hanging out in the basement, blasting music at a deafening volume. We were both in college and still living at home. She was in her first year, living a carefree life of concerts and parties, while I was trying to study for one of my final year exams happening tomorrow morning.

I could hardly focus with the pounding headache they were giving me. Ten minutes ago, I opened the door to the basement and yelled down to be quiet "or else". Not only did it not get any quieter, they actually turned it up.

I’d had enough. I stomped through the kitchen, grabbing the pair of scissors on my way and opened the basement door. Even from a distance I couldn’t stand the grating noise. On descending the wooden steps into the basement, it became outright painful.

The basement was originally used to store random supplies and tools but it had been partially converted into a hangout den for my sister. She, her boyfriend and three friends were sitting on an old couch and beanbags, with a stereo system blasting metal music in the corner. They were due to leave for some metal band’s show later tonight.

"Hey babe, what's your sister doing?”

Macy turned her head just as I pulled the plug of the stereo out of the wall. The screeching noise went silent.

“Nina? What the hell are you doing?”

I didn’t answer. Instead I lifted the stereo’s power cable and the scissors, making sure they could all see. I cut right through the cable, severing it.

Stunned silence. Their mouths were agape. I held the scissors horizontally then dropped it to the floor like a mic-drop.

“I warned you.”

Macy was still processing the moment, her face only beginning to crack into total fury. I didn't wait around to see it happen. I stomped back up the steps out of the basement.

My heart was pounding in my ears as I sat back down in the study. But I was delighted that it was now the only thing I heard. Otherwise, just blissful silence. I propped up a book, grabbed a pen, and got back to work.

A while later I heard the clamour of Macy’s group coming up from the basement. They were finally leaving for their concert. I’m sure my stunt would have all sorts of ramifications with my sister in future, but I didn’t care right now. I was able to study and that’s all that mattered for tonight.

Which is why I became very irritated on hearing the study door opening behind me.

“Macy we can deal with this some other time. Right now I just need to stud-Mmmph?!”

One of the boys grabbed me, holding a hand over my mouth.

“Quick quick, pass the tape!”

Their whole group surrounded me, all hands reaching in to hold me still. Several rolls of duct tape were passed between them, and they got to work wrapping me up with it. I kicked and bucked but bit by bit, my movements were suppressed.

My arms were pulled to my sides and tape circled my body to pin them there. My legs were folded and taped together, with my socked feet pushed all the way against my skinny jeans clad butt. Once my limbs were contained, my handgag was released.

“Macy please please don’t do this to me! Not tonight. I really nee-MMPH!!”

A pair of thick moist socks was shoved deep inside my mouth, filling right to the back. I had no idea whose. They tasted horrendous. Tape was pulled round and round my head to seal them in.

Soon practically my entire body from my nose down was encased in tape. There must have been a full box of it in the basement, if not two. I was placed onto the ground, a silver squirming bundle.

Macy and her friends were giggling and jeering at me, giving each other high fives. I looked up at my younger sister, my eyes wide with pleading desperation. She returned a malevolent smile and a middle finger. The group was still cackling as they left the room, and with a distant slam of the front door left the house.

I finally had the house to myself, but it was no longer any good. Lying stuck on the floor meant my precious final night of study before the exam was being wasted. This couldn’t have happened at a worse time.

I thrashed like crazy on the floor. There was such much tape on me and it was so tight that I hadn’t a hope of getting it off. The soaked socks irritated me to no end, rewarding my struggling with foul sweat squelching out into my stretched mouth.

“mmmmghhhh!!!”

My parents weren’t due home for hours. I couldn’t let this time just pass by, lying right beneath my desk and books and notes.

The scissors! They were on the floor of the basement. Although that felt like a mile away right now. But I didn’t have any other options. It was either that or stay here, dwelling in discomfort, doing nothing but mourning my freedom.

I began slowly, arduously, pathetically wriggling across the ground. My bent legs had just enough freedom of movement that I could use them to scoot forward inch by inch.

It was a long slow journey worming out of the study, down the hallway, through the kitchen, eventually reaching the open door of the basement. I was dreading this part. The simple wooden steps were now a major hurdle. I carefully dragged myself over the steps and plonked down one. Step by step I made my way down.

Finally I dropped onto the hard basement floor itself. I was panting heavily and drenched in sweat under the tape. I was greatly looking forward to getting myself free and being able to move and stretch again. And to thoroughly rinse out my mouth.

I slowly wormed my way to the scissors in the corner, lying beside the snipped-off plug of the stereo cable. Then I saw it. A cable-tie had been fastened between the handles of the scissors, making it unopenable and unusable.

Macy knew. She knew I’d come down here to get free. She was probably gloating about it right now, wherever she was, enjoying her infernal music.

“mmmhhhhhh!!”

I laid still in deep despair for a long while, alone in the quiet basement, fighting back tears. This wasn’t fair. Eventually I mustered enough motivation to worm back towards the exit. There was nothing left to be gained staying down here.

I realised the problem before I even reached the steps. Going down them was hard enough. Going up was impossible. I couldn’t lift either my legs or torso enough to get it onto a higher step, let alone pull up the rest of my body after.

I was stuck down here. All I could do was stew in my bondage and gag and wait.

A few hours later, the sound of the front door snapped me out of my feverish daze. I could hear my parents clattering about upstairs.

“Hmmmmm! Hmmmmmhhhh!!”

I shouted as loud as I possibly could through the thick socks and tape, and waited. No reaction. No sound of footsteps towards the basement door. I could barely make out snippets of their conversation.

“... Nina... the study?”

“... room... empty... must... sleeping...”

“Then let... rest... tomorrow...”

They couldn’t hear me. They weren’t going to find me.

“mmmmmphhh!!”

I tossed and thrashed about, shouting into my gag non-stop. Eventually I ran out of energy and went still. It was totally silent above. My parents had gone to bed.

If I had only stayed upstairs earlier, I would be free now.

This time I was fully asleep when a new sound in the house woke me. Someone was walking down the basement steps.

“...mmmmh?”

“Still here sister?”

Macy sat cross-legged on the floor in front of me. I wearily raised my head towards her. She brandished the now-opened scissors in front of me while I was groggily waking. She carefully snipped away the tape around my mouth.

“You’re a mess. Looks like you tried pretty hard to get free. But now you understand. Cross me and I’ll put you in your place.”

I nodded. I was willing to suffer whatever indignity she still had for me, as long as I would be freed. I wasn’t prepared for what she actually had planned though. She reached over and pulled off both my socks.

sniff “Ugh you’re really been trying. Too bad, since that’s just going to make the final part of your lesson that much worse.”

“Mmmh? Nnnnn!!”

She cut away enough off the tape by my mouth to pull out the two thick socks drenched in my saliva. My throat was too hoarse to speak. As I tried to, she shoved in my new gag. The stale taste of the old socks was replaced with the fresh salty flavour of my own socks, drenched in the sweaty result of my many hours of laboured struggles.

“MMMMPH!!”

Since my socks were smaller, she was able to push one of the old socks back in on top of them. My mouth was packed far more tightly than before, with my mouth held open and my cheeks puffed out. Macy wrapped new loops of tape around them, taking her time to pull each layer in nice and tight.

While I wriggled in anguish at this fresh assault on my mouth, far worse than it had been before, Macy slipped her panties down her legs.

“Nina”

“Mmh?”

I looked up to see the inside of her panties being pulled in over my face. The crotch lined up over my nose. It smelled almost as bad as my socks tasted.

“So my boyfriend got a little frisky during the show. His hand went down where no-one could see. Can you smell how much fun my night was? Now I’m sharing it with you~”

“Mmmmph!!!!”

More tape went across my mouth and the bridge of my nose, securing the dirty panties in place over my nose and face. She continued up to tape around my eyes, blindfolding me and removing another sense.

“I have one last thing to share with you.”

I heard her fumbling with something, and then I heard a faint monotonous sound.

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I realised what she was doing. That was ‘music’ coming from her earphones. It was getting louder.

“Nnnnnn! Nnnnnnnnnn!!!”

I shook and shouted and writhed, but I couldn’t do anything about the increasing sound of thrash metal approaching my ears.

“I think you should have a nice long listen to the music that you missed out on tonight. Especially after you destroyed the stereo.”

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“Oh by the way, if you still can’t get free by tomorrow morning, don’t worry about Mom wondering where you are. I know she’s supposed to give you a ride to the exam-centre, but I’ll let her know you decided to head in early yourself~”

“Mmmmphh!!!”

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The chaotic racket blared as the earbuds entered my ears. A few more strips of tape went on to make sure they stayed in. Since I couldn’t hear her say “Goodnight”, Macy gave my ass a severe spanking as her farewell.

I couldn’t move. I couldn’t see. All I could taste was my own sweaty socks. All I could smell was my sister’s wet panties. And somehow worse than all of that, all I could hear was this awful inescapable chugging noise. I would still be experiencing nothing but that by the time my exam commenced tomorrow morning.