Part 3
“What’s wrong, loser? Don’t you know how to babysit?” Kevin said from behind her.
She spun round and looked at him with intense anger. He was sitting on the steps to the basement. A small, scrawny boy with blond hair, maybe around 7 or 8 years old. He was grinning from ear to ear.
“You…” Skyler said as she forgot about her missing clothes and marched towards the stairs.
Kevin instead, ran up the stairs and out the basement. Skyler followed. When she was out in the corridor she looked around and saw Kevin run down the corridor and up the staircase.
“Get back here right now, or else!” She exclaimed, but she knew it was a pointless threat.
She reached the stairs and looked around for any more low-flying vehicles. She was cautious as she watched Kevin reach the top and run into a room on the right, slamming the door closed. At least she should be safe to follow that far. She bolted up the stairs but when she reached halfway something happened.
There was suddenly a cracking noise, like the sound of wood breaking and Skyler found herself falling through the staircase. She screamed with shock but realized after a moment that she wasn’t hurt. She was however, completely stuck. She had managed to fall through a step that was a few feet up but had only caved in the center. The top half of her body was above whereas her waist was now under the stairs, presumably in the downstairs closest. What’s more is that her feet weren’t touching the ground so she had no way of pushing her way out and her arms were stuck to her sides with her hands underneath the step and her arms above. She flailed her legs trying to find something underneath her to give her leverage and squirmed with her body to try and free her arms but she was sincerely stuck. After a few moments of struggle she heard the upstairs door open. She paused for a moment as Kevin appeared at the top of the stairs holding something in his hand. It looked like a small wash bag.
“Kevin” Skyler said “Kevin, listen to me. If you let me out of here, I won’t say anything to your parents. You can watch TV and eat sweets for the rest of the night. Anything you want. Just…free me from the stairs, ok?” Skyler calmly said, trying to sound as sincere as she possibly could. She watched as Kevin slowly walked towards her, one step at a time.
“Ok” He said, as he carefully approached her.
Skyler felt relieved. Although she knew that she was going strangle him as soon as she was free, she had to accept that she was in no position to make threats.
“But” Kevin continued “Only after you’ve had a makeover” As he said this he emptied the contents of the bag which included a variety of different makeups from lipsticks to eye shadows. Skyler was again speechless.
“Oh no! No way! You can’t possibly” She begged.
“Hmm, I disagree” said Kevin “Besides, you have such a nice face. It deserves to have a makeover” he grinned at her.
Skyler looked on with panic as Kevin examined the items on the stairs. He picked up a few and threw them away. Finally, he picked up a lipstick.
“Luscious Pink? This should do” as he popped the lid off and extended the pink lipstick.
Skyler gasped as he pointed the lipstick at her face and darted forward with it. She moved her head to the left and dodged his attacks. He went again and she dodged to the right.
“This isn’t going to work if you keep moving” He said and grabbed the back of her blond hair and pulled.
Skyler screamed as her head was jerked backwards while Kevin kept a strong hold of her hair. Nothing could stop him as he went to work. The lipstick attacked her lips, applying the waxy cosmetic generously on and around her lips. He made almost a dozen circles around her mouth making the circle wider and wider so that he covered part of her cheeks and chin.
“There we go. Starting to look really beautiful” he said as he let go of her hair.
Skyler was spared a few moments of respite as Kevin examined the other items. He opened boxes and looked at brushes. Eventually he found something.
“Now it’s time to do your eyes” he said as he opened to case containing eye shadow “I think…Sangria Red will match your lips” as he heavily applied the powder to the brush and again took a hold of Skyler’s hair.
He pulled her head back causing Skyler to yelp. She was breathing heavily trying to hold back the tears. She opened her eyes enough to see him point the brush at her. He began applying the red eye shadow. As before, he was adding large amounts and brushing wider and wider from the eyes making huge shadows. Again, she had some respite as he reapplied the makeup before grabbing her again and giving her left eye the same treatment. When he finished Skyler tried to plead.
“Please, Kevin. You must stop.”
“Not until I’ve finished” he said with almost eerie calmness “I think your eye lashes need some treatment next” he exclaimed as he pulled out the mascara.
Yet again he grabbed her by the hair and went to work. While he was continuing the makeover, Skyler couldn’t help but wonder how this kid knew how to apply make-up. There was obviously something wrong with this brat if that wasn’t already clear. Again, he let go.
“Ok, ok, you’ve done your little makeover. Now you promised to let me free, remember?” she calmly stated.
“One second. Just the finishing touch.” He said as he opened a panel of bright pink blush. He generously waved the brush inside and slapped her across the face on each side, applying the powder to her cheeks. Skyler coughed as the powder went everywhere.
“Ok. Thank you. Now you NEED to set me free.” Skyler said, rapidly losing her patience.
“One second.” Kevin said as he got up and ran upstairs, disappearing into one of the rooms.
Skyler was left there wondering what in the hell she must look like. She didn’t have long to wait long as Kevin returned with a small mirror.
“Now you can see how much better you look” he said and with that he showed her the mirror.
Skyler gasped as she saw what he had done. She resembled something between a clown and a hooker rather than the subtle beauty that she always had. Makeup covered her face.
“Ok, now you’ve had your fun.” She said, still managing to stay calm. “But now it’s time to get me out of these f***ing stairs or else I’ll tell your parents everything you’ve done to me.” Finally, she lost her patience.
Kevin was obviously shocked by this, especially because she swore, and even looked a bit offended. After a few seconds, his composure returned and he grinned at her.
“Well it seems like you’re not very happy” he said “Let me see if I can change this”
And with that he jumped passed her and ran down the stairs.
“Kevin, wait. I’m sorry I shouted.” She said but it was too late as he heard him scurry along the corridor, open the door to the downstairs closest and go inside.
Skyler froze as she heard Kevin moving around below her. She very quickly found out what he planned when she felt his tiny hands on her feet. He went to work tickling the soles of her feet. Skyler couldn’t help herself from laughing as his tiny hands furiously stroked and tweaked her feet. She tried to thrash her legs but he would grab one leg and work on one foot at a time.
“Stop, stop” Skyler yelled through her laughter and tears.
She hated being tickled so this was a torture to her as he alternated between tickling one foot and then the other. Skyler screamed, unable to do anything but thrash her whole body. After a while, Kevin began moving up her body tickling her calves and under-knee. He tickled her legs for a while before moving onto her thighs and even her ass. Skyler was suffering so much as the small hands worked every part of her body, poking squeezing her legs and even stroking her waist and the bare skin between her jumper and her jeans. It seemed to go on for minutes before he returned to assaulting her calves and ankles again. She continued to scream yell and he again went to work on her feet. Just when she felt she could take no more he stopped. Skyler gasped for air as Kevin came out from under the stairs. Between her wheezing, she could hear him walking around to the bottom of the stairs.
“See? Don’t you feel much better after laughing?” He said as he began climbing the stairs.
After a couple of seconds he stepped past her and continued up the stairs. Through her tears she noticed that he had something in his hand. She squinted to see more clearly and gasped when she realized what it was.
“By the way.” He said “I decided that you didn’t deserve these after your bad language.” And with that he waved her dark blue jeans in one hand and her thin black socks in the other.
He hadn’t been tickling her, he was stripping her!
“You…I…Need…” was all she manage as sure enough, when her hands touched her thighs they touched pair skin rather than denim.
“Also, I’ve decided that you should stay that way for the rest of the night.” He told her “Naughty girls don’t deserve nice things” and with that he went upstairs and into one of the upstairs room.
End of part 3
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