Chapter #3tiffany by: Carl Tiffany was up first. Your little sister was given the choice between truth or dare. She boldly said "dare."
Crystal the red haired girl you found kinda cute was the person who chose the dare.
"OK than Tiffany, I dare you to kiss your brother on the mouth."
What? No way were you going to let that happen. That would be just gross. Tiffany grimaced, "Your being mean Crystal, I'm not kissing my brother."
Brittney chimed in, "Hey no one is going to make you do that but you know the consequences..."
Tiffany was crestfallen and looked at me. I shook my head with an emphatic no, no way were we gonna kiss.
"All right fine than Crystal, I guess I'm the slave."
Crystal was rubbing her hands eagerly. "Haha that was so easy. All right slave, go find a dog collar and some rope. Since I made the dare that you couldn't do I get to have you serve me first!"
Your sister grumbled and quickly got a dog collar, a leash and some rope.
You spoke up, "Wow, you guys play pretty rough!"
Wendy nodded her pretty brunette head, "Yup, we are serious truth and dare people. None of that sissy stuff that other groups do. This is the first time Tiffany has actually not done a dare so she's really going to be in for it."
Tiffany returned with the rope and leash. Crystal put the collar on her 'slave' your sister!
She then also tied her hands to her sides with the rope. The red head also tied her ankles together and then added more rope criss-crossed across the her body.
Brittney asked, "What are you going to do with your slave with her all tied up Crystal?"
Crystal laughed, "I'm going to make her my chair slave!"
Tiffany looked pretty scared as Crystal loomed over her. Crystal outweighed her by a good 15 pounds. Before she could say anything though Crystal dropped her ass on your sister's face!
The girls all laughed. Especially when Tiffany jerked her head to the side to get a much needed breath of air. Crystal immediately grabbed Tiffany's hair and jerked her back under her. "Uh oh slave, I tell you when to breathe." You could hear sister's muffled shrieks.
Brittney looked on intently, "Crystal your up next, truth or dare, and please, please say dare!"
Crystal, still perched on your sister's face said, "OK you're on."
Brittney had a cruel grin on her face, "I dare you to make Tiffany pass out!"
The girl's laughed as you looked on in shocked silence.
Crystal shrugged her shoulders, "Sure."
Tiffany jerked out from under her again, "NOooooo"
Crystal struggled with her trying to force her head under her clothed pussy. "Get under there, you need to pass out for me to win this round!"
Tiffany was panicky now, you could tell she was trying to get out of the rope but they had tied her too tightly. Crystal forced her back under her and bounced a little. Tiffany struggled to the left and right. Crystal held her in place with her legs but Tiffany was getting close to passing out and had a burst of adrenaline and managed to jerk her head to the side to get in some much needed air.
"HELP ME," she cried looking directly at you. You had never seen your sister so panicked before.
Crystal forced her head back under her again, "God Tiffany, don't be such a baby I'm not going to kill you, just make you pass out. You probably won't even have brain damage. Probably." Wendy and Brittney giggled at the word.
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