[Fiction] The Slumber Party Trap

[theboygirl]

Just two more day and everything will be over. As soon as this is over, I stay home a few days until the breasts come off, get a haircut, and return to my everyday life. And sure to get Aaron back for this.

It's Sunday morning, the day before MLK day, and I'm little groggy and uncomfortable. There's tape over my mouth and my hands and feet are tied to the bed. A collar is around my neck with a sign tied to it, but I can't read it from this angle. No one's here and there's a webcam set up at the end of the bed. I look at the computer and I'm on live. There's 78 people online watching me. website said 'Bound Sissyboys'. I bet this was Amanda's idea. Probably left last to do this. I get that they're trying to teach me a lesson, but this is borderline insane. Now 78 people think I'm a sissy and that number is growing. I hear a door open downstairs and someone walking up the stairs.