Every Resource At Hand

[FireBloom_FrostByte]

Every Resource At Hand

By FireBloom and FrostByte


"Yes, Mr. Tannen, I understand. Well, thank you very much for your time."

Mortimer hung up the phone. The 14-year-old boy walked somberly to the dining room table and plopped down in one of the chairs.

"Hey, who was that on the phone?" Mortimer's older sister, Kayley, appeared in the kitchen doorway. She froze when she saw Mortimer burying his face in his arms.

"Little brother? What's wrong, little brother?" Kayley gently laid a hand on her brother's back.

After a minute or so, Mortimer looked up.

"That was Mr. Tannen," he said glumly. "He was calling to say he was sorry, but he can't give me a job."

"Oh, I'm sorry," said Kayley. She ran her hand through Mortimer's hair sympathetically. "But I'm sure there are other places you could find work - "

"Sis," said Mortimer, his voice thick with exasperation and despair. "I have been to every business in this crummy town trying to find a job, and nobody is hiring. Mr. Tannen was my last chance."

Mortimer fixed a gaze on his older sister.

"The guy runs a manure hauling business. Manure, Kayley! If there was one person in town who wouldn't have anybody lining up to work for, it would have to have been Mr. Tannen."

The boy shook his head.

"That's it, I'm finished. There's nothing left. I'm never going to be able to get a job or make any money."

"Oh, come on, you can't just give up," said Kayley, squeezing her brother's arm.

"But - "

"No, no buts, little brother." Kayley sat down next to Mortimer and locked eyes with him. "You can't give up. You'll never get anywhere at all that way. You have to keep trying. Listen, if you can't find a job, then find some other way of making money. Be creative. Use every resource you have at hand."

Mortimer gazed back at Kayley.

"You really think so?" he asked finally.

"Absolutely." Kayley nodded her head vigorously. "If you set your mind to it, Mortimer, you can accomplish anything. Don't ever doubt that. You just have to make the best use of every resource available to you."

Mortimer was silent for a moment.

"Every resource?" he repeated.

"That's right. When you're in a tough spot, you do what you have to do, no matter what it is. Use every resource you can."

"But what if - "

"No!" Kayley shook her head. "No buts, little brother. I'm going to say it again. Do whatever you have to do, no matter what it is, and take advantage of every resource at hand."

Mortimer was silent for a long moment, gazing at his sister.

"Okay," he said finally. "I will."

"Good," said Kayley with satisfaction. "Now, you're learning."

"Kayley, could you do me a favor?" asked Mortimer.

"Sure thing. What do you need?"

"Could you get me some of that spare clothesline we have in the basement?"

Kayley was puzzled.

"Um, sure, I guess, but what do you need that for?"

"It's a resource," said Mortimer, getting to his feet. "I'm going to make use of it, and the other resources I have."

"Well, all right." Kayley shrugged, not understanding but figuring that if Mortimer was taking her advice, she should help in any way she could.

As Kayley went down to the basement, she did not see Mortimer quietly walking into Kayley's bedroom and opening her closet ...

* * * * *

Ding dong!

"Hey, guys, come on in." Mortimer held the front door open, eagerly waving in the five teenaged boys - all older than him, three of them in Kayley's year at her high school.

"How are you doing, man?" asked the eldest of the boys, not really paying attention to Mortimer's answer. He looked around the house distractedly.

"Is this for real?" asked one of the younger boys, looking at Mortimer skeptically.

"Absolutely," said Mortimer resolutely.

"So, where's, uh ... "

"In the living room," replied Mortimer. "First things first, though. The price of admission is ten dollars."

The boys exchanged looks, and then sighed and shrugged. Each one dug in his pocket and handed ten dollars to Mortimer.

* * * * *

"Mmmppphhh!!! Mmpphh ... MMPPHHH!!! MMMPPPHHH!!!"

Kayley had been moaning and mumbling for most of the past hour, but her moans and mumbles struck a fever pitch when she saw her brother leading five boys, including three of her own classmates, into the living room.

"Whoa!" said one of the boys, his eyes wide. His weren't the only ones.

"Man, you were serious," another boy said to Mortimer.

"I told you," replied Mortimer proudly.

"Um, hey, Kayley," said one of the boys who was in her class at school. His eyes ran slowly up and down Kayley's body as she moaned and struggled.

Kayley was sitting on the living room couch. A long clothesline was wrapped around her upper body, binding her hands behind her back and her arms to her sides. Another clothesline was tied around her legs.

The pretty teenaged girl tried again to speak, but could make only muffled moans through the dishcloth tied in and around her mouth.

As if all of that hadn't been enough ... Kayley was also nearly naked. She was wearing nothing but a skimpy red lace bra and panties, the sexiest outfit that Mortimer had been able to find in her closet or dresser.

"Okay, so here's the deal," said Mortimer, sounding quite business-like. "Like I said, you all paid ten dollars for admission. For ten bucks, you get to see Kayley tied up in her underwear. Now, if you all pay another ten bucks, I'll make her NAKED for you."

Kayley let out what would have been an ear-splitting scream, but was reduced to a mildly annoying wail through her gag.

The boys hardly noticed, however, as they were all eagerly handing ten dollars each to Mortimer.

"Good," said Mortimer with satisfaction. "Okay, in just a moment, I'll take off her bra and panties. But first, the rest of the deal ... Once she's naked, any of you fellas can pull down her gag and kiss her on her mouth. Ten dollars a kiss."

Kayley was moaning in despair.

"You can also fondle her for another ten bucks, and for twenty dollars, you can spank her."

All of the boys were now eagerly pulling out every dollar they had in their pockets. Kayley felt like she wanted nothing so much as for the ground to open up and swallow her whole.

"Hey, listen," Mortimer said to one of the boys, who was close to his own age. "You got a sister, right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Talk to me afterward. Maybe we can become partners, if you bring your sister over here. Heck, if we get a few guys together - the guys with sisters - we can make a real business out of this."

"Hey, that's an idea," said the other boy enthusiastically. He shook his head in wonder. "How did you come up with this, anyway?"

"Oh, I was just ... making use of every resource at hand," said Mortimer, glancing at Kayley on the sofa. "Just like somebody told me."

[mikewozere]

Interesting premise. I'd love to know how he overpowered his older sister

[Somebody]

Hahaa, that'll teach her to be supportive.

[justcantgetitup]

There's an old saying "no good turn goes unpunished"

[FireBloom_FrostByte]

I'd love to know how he overpowered his older sister

Before we wrote this story, Jamie and I looked this up, and found out that it's very common for a 14-year-old boy to be physically larger than his older sister. 14 is about right in the middle of a typical boy's rapid growth phase.

I had personally imagined that Mortimer was probably a little shorter than Kayley, but he was significantly heavier and stronger.

- Kit, a.k.a. "FireBloom"