Stumbling forward in her high heels and with her own bikini thong around her knees hindering her movements, Jenny was half pulled half carried by her big brother into the bedroom. With a little shriek escaping her lips she was thrown down upon the king size bed, the rope holding her arms together behind her back giving her no chance to slow the fall making her lose her breath as she landed face first in it.
"Jimmy...?!" She gasped, attempting to crawl away from him while coughing for breath. She didn't get far though as she felt his strong hand grab her ankle and pull her back, twisting her around onto her back and lifting her feet up into the air. She tried kicking at him but was completeley helpless against his much bigger size and strength.
She was quickly freed of her thong, making very little difference to her state of dressing since it was allready down to her knees, but momentarilly giving her a little more freedom to kick out at him. This freedom was very short lived though as the thong was still entwined around her right ankle and was now quickly used to pull her leg out towards the closest bedpost. Before she knew it the tiny little garment was safely securing her leg to said bedpost, one loop simply hooked over the post while the other was stuck in the wrappings of her high heels.
That sort of bond would be easy to escape from, but before she could give it a try her other leg was forced down the other way and spreading her wide open while her brother reached down around her chest. With a simple tug he untied the top of her bikini and pulled it off of her chest, then used the small strings to tie her free ankle to another bedpost.
Poor Jenny was now completely spread open before her brother's hungry eyes with her hands tied behind her back and her legs spread wide and secured to the heavy bedposts, leaving her ass resting at the very edge of the bed with her crotch fully exposed. One would think her tiny string bikini would easilly break as she struggled to get free, but the material was obviously stronger than it would suggest.
Again she pleaded with her brother, scared by the look of raw lust in his eyes as he admired her vulnerable form. "Jimmy... Please, what are you doing...?!" |