Alya couldn’t believe this. It was so surreal. “This is the way it is! Unless you want the pics of your naked friend to go out and you end up in jail and she never gets a job ever; we are in charge!” Etta and Ella were blackmailing Alya and Marinette into basically being toys for them during babysitting. It could not be worse.

Or so she thought. Now she and Marinette were both bound naked with pillows under their tummies. And though they deleted all the pictures from Alya’s phone, they uploaded them to their laptop after taking a few of their older sister’s naked body. “Don’t forget that we are in charge! We are the Queens!” cried Etta. “Queen of brats you mean! You had your fun now let us go!” Growled Alya.

Ella bounced back, holding a bag. “Ella, Alya was rude to us!” “Lucky I found these!” Etta giggled as both bound victims tried to twist around to see. “Two for each of us! This is so cool!” declared Etta.