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Fri May 01 00:54:59 GMT Daylight Time 1998

PS

This is totally off topic, but I need clarification of some US English. I often worry whether my writing will be properly comprehensible to a non-British reader and often resort to the dictionary to check words I suspect may cause problems.

My query is about "tights". I know that standard women's leg-wear is "pantyhose" in the US. This sounds quite comical and antiquated to my ears (like "buskins" or "farthingale") so I always use the UK equivalent "tights". I thought that would be easily understood. However, I have just come across a piece of writing (elsewhere) which appears to contrast "pantyhose" and "tights". If they are not synonyms, what does each word mean?

Advice please.

Gillian B

Thu Apr 30 20:00:49 CDT 1998

Gillian,
As a follow-up, do you have any suggestions for lively discussion topic? I, for one, am not against a playful discussion of past events or thoughts on those events. If not, will anyone else offer an idea? Ben, JD, Jon, Canuck, Doug, etc?

Anonymous Reader

Thu Apr 30 22:16:13 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

"Tights" are skintight garments of any kind, but not normally pantyhose. By the way, pantyhose is sometimes called stockings, but I think "stockings" may also be another name for "socks." Now I feel confused.

Jazz411

Thu Apr 30 22:25:19 PDT 1998

Gillian B:

In the US tights are thick and not very sheer. Pantyhose is usually sheer and thin. Stockings require either a garter belt or elastic to be held in place. Hopes this clears up the colonist version of English.

KR

Fri May 01 14:51:38 Est (Heure d'été) 1998

Here are the answers to some of your questions:

Bill: yes, there is a college section on this page. To see it, go to
http://members.tripod.com/files/Authors/canuck100/www/index.html and look for the "College/University Bondage Tales" link. There as not been much traffic on it though.

Jonah: No, I don't have any older stories on my computer, except those that are already in the archives. I only started my site at the end of January. But you'll find some excellent stories on Bob's page at http://members.tripod.com/files/Authors/Bob/www857

Thanks.

Canuck
Canuck100@hotmail.com

Fri May 1 16:00:40 EDT 1998

Hi everyone...what a great page! I have tons of things that I could share with you...me and my older sister could fill a set of encyclopedias with our tie-up escapades.

I will post some good stories soon.

Andrea
andrea156@hotmail.com

Fri May 01 23:57:01 GMT Daylight Time 1998

PS

Thanks for helpful explanations of "tights" versus "pantyhose". I can now rejoice in the knowledge that while the nylon "tights" I was wearing earlier in the day would be classed as "pantyhose" across the Pond, the woolly "tights" I am wearing now on a chilly evening are entirely unambiguous!

As Oscar Wilde pointed out, we are indeed divided by the barrier of a common language. (And I bow humbly to those here who contribute so articulately in a language not their own!)

Gillian B

Fri May 01 21:45:10 1998

I don't know about anyone else but I would love to here some of Andrea's stories .

PJ

Sat May 02 03:48:04 1998

Agreed! The conversation is nice...but we could use some stories...if I had one Id post it! Cmon Andrea...or Jeff...or anyone.....!

Terry

Sat May 02 18:49:33 (MEZ) - Mitteleurop. Sommerzeit 1998

Life doesnot consist mainly - or even largely - of facts and happenings. It consists mainly of the storm of thoughts that is forever blowing through one's head.

Mark Twain - quoted from 'The challenge of words' published by Outward Bound New Zealand

Nicole

Sun May 03 15:17:36 1998

Hello!

I can still remember the time when my two cousins there friend tied me up in the basement.
It was during Summer and we were playing nintendo when one of my cousins named Erika (12) went upstairs and my other cousin named Stephanie (13) followed. I thought nothing of it and just continued to play nintendo. When they came downstairs they had a big brown paper bag, scissors, and a large blanket. They asked me if I wanted to play a game, and considering the fact that I was getting bored of the Video Game I said yes. The friend (I can't remember her name) quickly grabbed me and held me down. I remember her being much stronger than me (but I guess that happens when your are 3 years younger). Erika quickly came up to me and took out a piece of rope and tied it behind my back, and then taking another small piece of rope and tied my ankles together. I tried to yell but Stephanie clamped her hand over my mouth . Erika then proceded to take a spongy nerf ball and shoved it in my mouth and covered it with 4 or five strips of duct tape. Stephanie tied my knees together and tied my arms to my side. They all stood up and admired their victim. The friend rolled me up in a blanket and they all carried me into the closet. It seemed like I was in there forever. There mom came down several times and asked where I was but they told her that I had gone to the park or something like that. After about 1 and a half hours they untied me and told me we could play again later if I did not tell my aunt what we did and we did play again, but that is another story.

Drew

Sun May 03 20:32:28 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Back when I was about 11 or 12, my parents did something wonderful. They bought a house with a 2-car garage. Above the 2 car garage was a floored storage space, which was only accessible by a ladder in the back of the garage. There was also a door cut into the top front of the garage which could be opened from the inside of the "fort". Myself and the other neighborhood kids scrounged carpeting and chairs, couches, and anything else we could find being thrown out on the street to furnish our "fort". This fort was the site of many, many games, and initiations, and just plain experiments.

rexer

Sun May 03 20:33:12 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

The street I grew up in had many kids. Anyway, here's my first story. I was 11. My three neighbors, Gina (11), her sister Becky (13), and her brother Rich (10) were over playing "spy". The object of this game was for one team to go out and hide, and the other team to go find them. If one of them was caught, the other one had to try to rescue them. The fort was the base where anyone caught was taken.
On this day, rich and I were the catchers, and the two girls were the spies. (Funny how that worked out).
It took us a matter of about 10 minutes to catch Gina, and we brought her back to the fort immediately.
I sent her brother out to look for Becky, and proceeded to tie her up using ripped strips of cloth. My mother had bought boxes of cloth scraps to use for sewing years ago, and there were several boxes (tons) of cloth in the basement. It was no problem to take a couple of 5 foot sheets and rip them up.

rexer

Sun May 03 20:33:40 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I tied her hands behind her back, crossing the wrists so she couldn't get away easily. I then tied her ankles together. This was before I learned to cross the ankles, but it was still pretty tight. I then took a strip of cloth and shoved it into her mouth. I used another strip and wrapped it around her head and mouth twice, tieing it in the back. I then sat her down, leaning against support beam and tied her to the beam. I stopped to admire my handiwork, then ran off to look for her sister. I went downstairs and hid behind an old rowboat in the garage, and waited to see if her sister would come and rescue her. (I could also listen to her struggling upstairs). After a short time, I heard someone climbing up the ladder in the corner, and when I was sure they were started up it, I jumped out and ran to the ladder, and was able to easily catch her before she got to the top of the ladder. I told her to keep going upm the ladder, and led her to the upstairs where her sister Gina was still tied to the pole. She had managed to work the gag free, but was still tied very tightly.

rexer

Sun May 03 20:34:16 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I tied Becky up in exactly the same as Gina, and had them sit back to back against the support beam. I regagged Gina, and gagged Becky with a couple of strips of cloth and told them I was going to go find Rich. Becky was smiling when I said that, and I was not sure why until I went next door and found him hogtied in the neighbors tin shed. Becky had caught him offguard, and being the older sister, had convinced him that he was the one caught. She used old clothesline to tie his hands and feet, and had stuffed a rag in his mouth, using rope to hold it in. She had tied the knots so tight, that I had to go get a knife from my house to cut him loose. When he was loose, he had thoughts of revenge on his mind, but when we returned to the fort, the girls had untied each other (back to back IS kind of dumb), and were out hiding again. Oh well, that's enough for now. I have many, many more stories to tell, and if anyone is interested, I will send along more later.

rexer

Sun May 3 21:47:30 EDT 1998

Rexer, I think I speak for everyone here that we would love for you to share every one of your many stories with us. ;)

Bill
joestar@hotmail.com

Sun May 03 23:16:38 1998

I agree with Bill, rexer lets here more

PJ

Lundi 04 Mai 00:32:35 (Heure d'été) 1998

Hi everyone!

I decided to move Martin's story and the whole discussion that followed to a separate page. It was too sexual and controversial to stay on this page, but interesting enough not to be erased. Consequently, if you want to read it, follow this link to Martin's story and the following discussion at http://members.tripod.com/files/Authors/canuck100/www/offtopic.html. But be warned: I do not necessarily intend to maintain this off-topic page forever.

Also, I'd like to welcome the new contributors, rexer and Drew. Welcome aboard! And thanks to all the regular contributors: you've made this page a fascinating one.

Canuck
Canuck100@hotmail.com

Mon May 04 10:04:29 (MEZ) - Mitteleurop. Sommerzeit 1998

Great stories! I like to hear more from you too and also something else from the regulars like Gillian or Jon.
Thanks again and have a nice week.

Jonah

Mon May 04 11:59:43 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I remember a day back when I was 14, my cousin Amy was over. She was also 14, with short blondish hair, a thin build, and better than average looks. She's now 36 and I would have to say that she's a sharp looking lady. (even with 2 kids). My parents went out to dinner with her parents, and we were left alone for 3 or 4 hours one sunday afternoon. I watched TV, and she called her girlfriend and talked for a 15 minutes or so. Something came up and her girlfriend had to hang up, so she came into the living room and we started looking for something to do. I told her that I would go downstairs, and she should hide while I was there. When I came up, I would find her.

rexer

Mon May 04 12:01:33 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I went downstairs to the boxes of cloth scraps and picked out a couple of 4 foot sheets. I ripped a half dozen strips off, and stuffed them into my pockets. Listening, I could hear her go upstairs, and I waited until I heard her stop moving around. I said "Here I come", and went to the first floor. I messed around with the TV, and made some searching noises, then slowly crept up the stairs. They creaked, so I have no doubts that she heard me. Once upstairs, I stopped in the hallway and listened. It took about 20 seconds for me to hear her shifting around in my parents bedroom. I went in, and slowly opened the closet door. She was hiding behind the clothes, and all that was showing was a section of her legs. I moved the clothes and said "you're caught, come with me". I led her downstairs, and into the living room. She was wearing jeans, and a t-shirt.

rexer

Mon May 04 12:02:13 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Using the cloth strips, I tied her hands behind her back, crossing the wrists. I then laid her on the ground and tied her ankles, crossing them as well. I stuffed a strip if cloth into her mouth, and tied another strip around her head twice to keep it in. I sat down to watch tv, (and her), and the phone rang. It was her girlfriend Lisa calling back for her. I told her Amy was busy, and to call back in 10 minutes or so. (I should have said "she's a little tied up at the moment"). I went in, and teased Amy a little, and then got an idea. Taking a blanket from the back of the couch, I laid it out on the floor. I moved her to one end of it, and rolled her up in it, leaving her head sticking out. I then took the rest of my cloth strips, and tied them around the "bundle", around her feet, her waist, and her forearms.

rexer

Mon May 04 12:02:59 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I then sat down again to admire my work. Her struggling was to no avail. At this tie, her girlfriend Lisa called back. Now let me explain something. Lisa was 14 also, but she was one of those girls who mature early, and every kid who knew her had some sort of crush on her. She had curves and bumps in places most 17 or 18 year olds would be envious of. Talking to her put my poor 14 year old brain on overload, and I was usually happy if I didn't stutter or drool too much.This time however, I was feeling pretty good, and managed to talk to her without making too big of an ass of myself. She asked for Amy, and I took the phone over to her. (no cordless back then, just 10 foot phone cords). I untied the back of the gag, and pulled the cloth out of Amys mouth. Holding the phone to her ear, she started talking to Lisa. "You won't believe it, he's got me tied up", she said. I heard Lisa laughing in the background. "No, really, and I'm wrapped in a blanket".

rexer

Mon May 04 12:03:22 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

At this point, I took back the phone and told Lisa that Amy would call her back in a little while. "Do you really have her tied up with ropes and stuff?" Lisa asked. "What else are cousins for" I answered. I hung up the phone, and went back and regagged Amy. I sat around, and after about 10 minutes, I untied her and put the blanket away. She went immediately to the phone, and called her friend Lisa back, and they were talking for another 10 minutes or so. I could hear pieces of her conversation, and they both seemed very amused by what had happenned. So, after about 5 minutes, I went into the other room, where Amy was sitting in a chair talking on the phone with Lisa. "Oh no, he's back", "He's probably going to tie me up again", she said. Now, I hadn't even thought of that, but now that there was an openning, I took advantage of it. I took one of her hands and pulled it behind the chair. She shifted the phone and was holding it with her head cocked sideways, between her shoulder and head.

rexer

Mon May 04 12:04:25 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I pulled her other hand behind the chair, and tied them together. Because it was a large chair, her hands couldn't touch, so I tied one end of the cloth to one hand, and looped the strip around her other hand and knotted it. I then took a couple of pieces and tied her upper arms to the chair. I tied her feet, one to each chairleg, and then took the phone from her. All this time, she had been talking to Lisa, telling her "He's tying my hands", and "He's tying my feet, really". And laughing. I could hear Lisa laughing almost continuously from the other end of the line. Anyway, I told Lisa that Amy was busy again, and she should call back later. "Come over" Amy shouted, and I held the phone over to her ear so she could repeat it. She said "yeah, uh huh", "OK", "See ya", and then pulled her head back, so I hung the phone up. I gagged her with a couple of strips of cloth, and went to the living room again. From the couch, I could see her struggle.

rexer

Mon May 04 12:06:33 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

She was able to shift in her chair, and get her hands together. From there, she could work the knots loose. Once she got one hand loose, She was able to untie herself. One thing that I find interesting now that I barely noticed back then, was that she freed her hands, then her feet, and very lastly her gag. She didn't rip it out the minute she had her hands free. I don't know if that means anything, but I find it interesting. Anyway, after she got loose, I went over and removed the cloth strips, and threw them out.
----To be continued---

rexer

Tue May 05 17:28:19 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

------ Continued ------ Warning--long story...

Let me now finish my last story. At the time, I had released my cousin Amy for the second time, and expected to watch TV and wait for our parents to come home. Which is what we started to do. After about 20 minutes or so, there was a knock on the door, and when Amy and I answered, there was Lisa. Now Lisa had been over before with Amy, at parties, holidays, and things, but never without a ton of parents being around. My mind was racing trying to figure a way to get Lisa involved in our little game. But, by this time it was about 6:00 PM, and I was starting to think about our parents coming home. It would be a little hard to explain what was going on in the house, with me chasing the two girls around with ropes and stuff and them walking in on us. This would simply not do.

rexer
rexter@mail.usa.com

Tue May 05 17:30:08 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Amy and Lisa started to talk, and we joked a little about what had happened. I was a little afraid at that age that everyone would figure out that I had a "thing" for tying up others, but as it turned out, most of the other kids did kinda figure it out, but just shrugged it off as if it were nothing. (Anyway, "I digress", god, I hate that expression….) So, anyway, back to my story. Lisa was talking to Amy about something, and I said "Let's go outside for awhile". They both nodded okay, and followed me to the back deck. This was better now, because now that we were outside, we could use the garage or fort and I was safe from unexpected parents.

rexer

Tue May 05 17:30:40 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

We talked for a little bit, and then Gina, my across the street neighbor, showed up. She was in my grade, also, and we had gone to several school functions together. It wasn't hard to figure out that she had a crush on me, and I kind of liked her too. But at that age, things are slow…… Anyway, Gina had blond hair, a pretty face, and was built about average for a girl her age. She wasn't fat or heavy, but she wasn't a twig either. Anyway, I could see her getting a little "perturbed" because I was talking to Lisa. And Lisa was of course, oblivious to all of this. Gina suggested that we go to the fort (the room above the garage), I think more to break up my conversation with Lisa than anything else. The girls thought that was a good ideal, so we went to the garage.

rexer
rexter@mail.usa.com

Tue May 05 17:31:20 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

By this time, we had put steps along the back wall, so you could walk upstairs instead of having to use a ladder. We had put a "hatch" over the opening, which could be locked from the downstairs, to keep unwanted pests (2 and 4 legged) out. Anyway, we went upstairs, and plopped down on a couple of couches and chairs we had scavenged from the neighborhood garbage. Everyone else had been upstairs before, but Lisa thought it was great that we had a place which was ours, with no parents allowed. Her compliments seemed to make Gina even more annoyed. Then Lisa mentioned that I had tied Amy up in the house, and I looked over to see if it had any impact on Gina. She had been on the receiving end of my ropes in many, many games. (Upon looking back, she would let herself get caught by me… teenage crushes are strange things…).

rexer

Tue May 05 17:31:41 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Trying to diffuse the situation, I said "And Amy couldn't get herself untied"… To which Gina said "I could get loose, I can get loose from anything….". This was unfortunately true. Unless I really worked at it, she would usually be able to eventually work herself loose. "Oh yeah.. really", I said. "I'll be right back..". I went inside the house to the basement and grabbed a couple of sheets from the cloth scrap boxes. I ran back to the fort, and sat back down. Handing one sheet to Amy, I showed her how to rip strips off. I ripped several more off. Lisa helped Amy with hers. I took Gina hands, and tied them in front of her, crossing the wrists. This was a surprise to her, since I usually tied her hands behind her back. I sat her down on the floor, with her back to one of the support beams. I pulled her hands above her head, and tied them to the beam.

rexer

Tue May 05 17:32:03 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I told Amy to tie her feet, and Amy and Lisa started to tie her feet. They went over and above what I usually did. They tied her ankles, her calves, and her thighs..(Maybe Lisa did notice Gina's anger..). I thought about it for a second, then tied her elbows together and pulled the loose end around the support beam. I stuffed a length of cloth in her mouth and tied another one around it, knotting it in back. I couldn't think of another thing to do, so I sat back down on the couch to watch. Amy had a couple of extra strips of cloth that she hadn't used in her hands, and all of a sudden she went behind Lisa and pulled one of her hands behind her. Lisa didn't resist, so Amy pulled her other hand around and tied Lisa's hands behind her.

rexer

Tue May 05 17:32:27 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

She then bent over and started tying her feet, with Lisa still standing there, laughing. I took this opportunity to rip a bunch of more strips off the roll and went over to check out Lisa's hands. Amy had not really tied them very tightly, so I took another strip, and crossing her wrists, tied her hands with another strip of cloth. I really didn't know her well enough to do any more, so I stepped back and observed Amy finishing up her feet. When Amy finished Lisa's feet, she took the leftover cloth strips I had dropped on the chair and shoved one of them into Lisa's mouth. She tied it in with another one and actually tied it so tight Lisa's cheeks were bulging. The two of us then sat Lisa down on the couch. Not wanting to miss out on anything, I went immediately over to Amy, who started to protest, but didn't resist when I pulled her hands behind her back and tied them. I then tied her arms right above the elbows, and laid her on her stomach on the floor.

rexer

Tue May 05 17:32:47 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I tied her feet at her ankles and her calves.(I hadn't yet worked up the nerve to tie female thighs at that age). I then hogtied her by tying her hands to her feet with about a 1 foot space in between them. I then sat down to admire my work. I knew that I couldn't keep this up for very long before I untied them, but I said things like "Come on, who can get untied first", and other words of encouragement. I watched them for about 5 minutes, then told them that I would be back in a couple of minutes. I figured if I didn't leave, I would end up having to untie them and I really, really didn't want to yet. So I went into the house, and scrounged around in the basement for anything else to use on the girls. I found a roll of wide masking tape, a roll of duct tape, and some old pieces of clothesline. Taking my stash, I then went back to the fort to try out my new goodies on the 3 girls.

rexer

Tue May 05 17:33:14 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Unfortunately, they had all gotten loose and were sitting on the chairs and couch. I dropped my goodies off to one side of the couch and asked "Who got loose first".. of course, Gina answered "I did".. I assume she then untied the other girls, although I'm somewhat surprised that she untied Lisa. Anyway, I figured the game was over for the night, but then Gina and Amy stood up and each one grabbed onto one of my arms. There's no way these girls, even though there were three of them, could make me do anything I really didn't want to, but considering all that I had done to them, I would have looked like an asshole if I would have fought back.

rexer

Tue May 05 17:33:27 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

They "pushed" me onto the floor, and moved me to where my back was against the support pole. Pulling my hands behind my back, Lisa tied them using the same method I had used on her. (wrists crossed, cloth going back-forth and up-down). They then tied my ankles, my calves, and my thighs. There was no blushing on any of these girls parts. They had a mission and they were setting upon it with a vengeance. When it came to the gag, Amy went over to the masking tape I had brought up for them and pulled the end loose. She came over to me and wrapped it across my mouth, and instead of stopping, wrapped it around me head and across my mouth a couple of more times.

rexer

Tue May 05 17:33:49 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Gina then took the roll of duct tape, and started winding it around my upper body and the pole. She must have gone around 7 or 8 times. It was at this time that I knew I wasn't going to get loose. The girls then sat around and talked for about 15-20 minutes, sometimes making comments and encouraging me to try harder. I had given up getting loose, and had been tied up for almost a half hour, when I heard a car drive up the driveway. The girls all got up, and making a few comments, left me on my own. I heard them talking to my parents in the driveway, then I heard someone coming up the stairs. It was Gina, and she came up, laughed a couple of times, made a couple of "ohhhh…poor baby" comments, then started to untie me.
When she was done, and I had gotten all the tape out of my hair, we went into the house. My cousin and Lisa just smiled…oh well…revenge is sweet……..

rexer
rexter@mail.usa.com

Tue May 05 17:34:12 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Sorry about the length... but sometimes I just can't stop talking...See ya...

rexer
rexter@mail.usa.com

Tue May 05 22:36:29 GMT Daylight Time 1998

Hi folks - just time for a few quick comments on recent stuff.

Rexer, Drew - welcome! It's nice to have some new contributors.

Rexer - your first story just about typifies the ideal recapturing of childhood tie-up games which I was trying to describe in some of my recent comments. (I liked the other stories too - more comments when I've read the latest.)

Clark - it's nice of you to contribute, but I hardly think your story describes a childhood story. There are probably places to post material like this where it would be appreciated more. (Note from Canuck: the story in question was erased)

Jon - In your last posting (now gone to the "off topic" page), you wrote (amongst other things), "I think so some extent she [Gillian] regarded herself as an 'honorary boy'." I've been worrying about that ever since. I think what it amounted to was that as a child, I wanted to be allowed to join in any games I wished, irrespective of gender. (That sounds like a manifesto - it wasn't quite that conscious.) Accordingly, when I played stereotypical girls' games, it was with girls. On the other hand, football, cowboys and indians and the like were often best played with boys. As a boy, you naturally mostly saw me playing boys' games!

Thanks for various kind words and polite requests. I'll get another story together soon, but I'm running out of the more obvious material so it's getting harder to do.

Gillian B

Wed May 6 15:30:27 EDT 1998

Gillian,
How does one tie the constrictor knot? Could you explain it, or point me to a site that tells how? It sounds interesting and I'd like to know how to tie it. Thanks

Bill
joestar@hotmail.com

Wed May 06 21:52:00 (MEZ) - Mitteleurop. Sommerzeit 1998

Hallo everyone, especially Bill!

After reading Gillians story I checked the following search engine for the constrictor knot:

www.altavista.digital.com

altavista has a lot more finds than yahoo. The following two pages illustrate very well how to tie a constrictor knot:

http://huizen.dds.nl/~erpprs/kne/constric.htm

and

http://www.friend.ly.net/user-homepages/d/dadadata/boat/matl/knots.html.

The first page is actually in dutch but also available in english and shows a few illustrations and offers a pretty good explanation.
The second page has an animated GIF showing how to do it. It just is a little difficult to print!

Jonah
jonah@anon.nymserver.com

Wed May 06 16:37:20 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

ok.. there's one repost.. let's try the second...

rexer

Wed May 06 16:38:40 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I remember one summer day, back when I was 13. School was in summer recess, and my parents were both working. My grandmother lived a half a block away from our house, and as long as she knew where we were everything was fine. Most days, we played on the street or went down to the park or the public outdoor pool. Both were only a couple of blocks away. On this day, I was sitting around with my neighbor Bill, Gina from across the street, and her brother Rich. Gina and Bill were my age, but Rich was a couple of years younger and would always tag along with his sisters. Gina usually tried to sneak out whenever she was going anywhere to try to get away from her brother. We started roaming the street, and ended up at Gina's house. On this day, we were thinking of going to the park for a while, and Gina was trying to get rid of Rich. She kept telling him to go do something, or go find one of his friends. He didn't take the hint.

Gina's parents both worked also, and Gina's older sister (Cathy) watched her while her parents were gone. Cathy came out to the porch. Now Cathy was about 25 years old, slightly heavyset, with a mean personality. She was probably going to live with her parents sitting around eating cheese doodles and cursing at people until she turned 50. All three of her sisters and her brother lived in fear of angering her.
Mean was her good mood, anything else was better off left alone. On this day, Gina told her to tell Rich to stay home, she was going down to the park. And Rich argued that he wanted to go down to the park. Cathy told both of them to shut up, and that if Gina went to the park, she could take her little brother along. Then Cathy went back into the house. Gina was not happy, and Rich didn't make it any better by pestering her.

rexer
rexter@mail.usa.com

Wed May 06 16:43:06 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Gina started walking into her back yard, which was rather small, (20 feet by 30 feet), but secluded. There were lilac bushes all around with a fence on two of the three sides. She told Rich to stand over near on of the clothesline poles. He should have known that this was no good, but he did it anyway. His sister then went over to the other pole, and unhooked a length of clothesline. She brought it over, and pulled Richs hands behind him. She tied his wrists, and then wrapped the rope around the pole and his upper arms a bunch of times. She then went over and unhooked another length of rope from the second pole, and used it to tie his feet to the pole.

He was pretty effectively tied. Then Gina announced that she was ready for the park. Rich struggled like crazy, but couldn't get loose. So we went to the park. Rich was forgotten for the moment, and we came back about an hour later. Bill left to go home, and I went with Gina over to her house. Even back then, Gina and I would kinda chum around more than the other kids.

rexer

Wed May 06 16:43:51 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

The minute we walked up Gina's driveway, I knew we were in trouble. There was Cathy in the doorway, fuming. But it was too late. We had already committed ourselves to walking up the driveway. Running away now would only make it worse. "What did you do to your brother.." Cathy yelled. "Get over here..".
I assumed she was talking to Gina and not me, so I told Gina "See ya in a little bit", and went across the street to my house. I went in and got a drink, and finished it. I figured this was enough time for Cathy to yell at Gina, so I went back across the street. There was nobody outside, so I knocked on the door. Rich answered. "Is Gina around" I asked.. He laughed and said "sure.. come on in".

I went into the living room, and there was Gina lying on the floor. Her wrists were tied behind her back, and there was rope around her upper body and arms. A lot of rope. Her ankles were tied, and her sister was in the process of tying her thighs. "See what you get" her sister said. I wisely kept very silent, but was starting to look for a clear escape route should one become necessary. Her sister finished, and started looking at the pile of rope she had by her feet. She had to have unhooked all the backyard clotheslines.

rexer

Wed May 06 16:44:56 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

There were 2 or 3 25-foot sections still left, along with the 2 used on Gina. Her sister then left the room, and I started to move toward Gina to help her. I heard her sister coming back, so I stepped back, and looked "neutral". Switzerland was no more neutral than I acted at that minute. Cathy brought back a roll of masking tape, and a bunch of men's handkerchiefs. She stuffed two of them into Gina's mouth, and tried to get another, but it wouldn't fit. She then wrapped a piece of tape across her mouth and ripped it. She put a couple of more pieces on, but I could see that it would eventually come loose. At this time, I was ready to bolt, but Cathy sat down, and turned on the TV. I felt safe, so I sat down and started talking to Rich, all the time waiting for Cathy to leave so I could help Gina. Gina struggled like crazy, but she couldn't get loose.

After about 15 minutes or so, Gina's sister Becky came home. She was 2 years older than us, but her and Gina were very close as sisters. "Becky moved over and took off the tape around Gina's mouth. She pulled the handkerchiefs out, and would have started to untie Gina, but Cathy jumped up and said "Get away from her..". Now Becky was at that age teenagers get where they have no fear and will say or do anything.
"####$$@@ you" was Becky's reply. This was not a smart thing to say to Cathy. Cathy grabbed Becky, and they did the pushing, shoving match for a couple of seconds. It was over in second number 3. Cathy outweighed Becky by 50 pounds or more, and had age on her side. Becky ended up on her back, with Cathy pinning her arms to the ground with her knees. After the expected "let me up, you cow" remarks, Cathy said "Now it's your turn..". Now maybe if I had helped, things would have been different, but probably not. So I stayed where I was and watched.

rexer

Wed May 06 16:47:45 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Becky was wearing cut off shorts, like her sister Gina. Those were the thing back when I was a kid. Cathy rolled Becky over onto her stomach. She pulled her hands behind her and used one of the lengths of clothesline to tie her hands. She then tied her arms near her elbows, and wrapped a couple of loops around her body and arms. She took the masking tape and wrapped it around her ankles, then taped around her calves and then her thighs. On bare skin, that was going to hurt when it came off. Sometime during her thighs the tape ran out. She grabbed the last length of rope and went into the kitchen. "Don't help them, or you'll be sorry" were her last words. She went into the kitchen, and I went over to Gina, looking at her hands, I could see that it would take a couple of minutes to get her loose. Her feet were the same. 3 or 4 minutes easy. Her sister had tied real knots. No shoelace ties, or any easily slipped out of knots. I heard her sister coming back, so I jumped back to my chair, like greased lightning .

"What are you doing.." her sister said. (I guess greased lightning isn't as fast as I thought). She walked over to me and grabbed my hand. She gave a pull and I popped out of the chair. I tried to pull away, but that girl had one heck of a strong grip. Gina and Becky were both cheering me on from their ringside seats on the ground, but embarrassing as it is, Cathy had me pinned to the ground in about 2 seconds longer than it took for Becky. She rolled me over onto my stomach, and sat on my back and it was all over. She pulled one of my hands behind me, and tied a piece of rope to it. She used her knee to hold that hand there, and pulled the other hand back to it. She tied my wrists, and then wrapped the rope around my upper arms. She tied it off, and then pulled my feet up and tied them using the last of the rope. I was hog-tied, and laying on the floor with Gina and Becky.

rexer

Wed May 06 16:48:59 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Now Cathy got off me, and I looked around to see what she was doing. When she had gone into the kitchen, she had cut two 3-foot pieces of rope off the 25-foot piece she ended up using on me. She went over to Gina, and took one of the handkerchiefs. Gina locked her jaws shut, but Cathy pinched her nose shut and tickled her ribs. Gina opened her mouth. Cathy stuffed 2 handkerchiefs in, and then took one of the 3 foot pieces of rope and wrapped it around Gina's head and mouth 3 times to hold in the handkerchiefs. Cathy went over to Becky and repeated the procedure. Luckily, she had no more handkerchiefs or rope left, so I was left ungagged. She tormented her sisters for a couple of minutes, then looked over at me and left the room.

Now Rich was nowhere to be seen during most of this, but he seemed to appear out of nowhere now. I motioned my head to say "untie me". He looked at the doorway, and bent over to help me. The rope Cathy used on me was only one shorter length, not the two 25 footers used on the two girls, so the knots came out pretty quickly. I undid my feet, and dropped the rope to the floor. I went over to Gina, and started on her feet. After 3 minutes or so, I had her feet untied. I then started on Becky's feet. I ripped the tape in the middle, but didn't try to pull it off her legs. As long as she could move, we would pull it off her legs later. Rich and I pulled Gina to her feet, with her hands still tied, and still gagged, then we helped Becky stand up. We went over to the door, and opened it very quietly.

rexer

Wed May 06 16:50:05 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Just then we heard a toilet flush, so we all ran out the door and down the driveway. Rich Gina Becky and me. The girls were running slower, because their hands were still tied, but with Cathy as our prod, we made pretty good time. I led everyone across the street to my house, and we went back into the garage. I shut and locked the doors, and set about trying to get the girls knots undone. It took a while, but eventually they were free. Taking the tape off Becky's legs proved easier than I had thought. It almost didn't hurt at all. This was the start of what was to become a minor war between Cathy and the rest of us neighborhood kids.

rexer

Wed May 06 16:50:50 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

OK.. that's better... I'll try to post again in a day or two.. see ya...
rexer
rexter@mail.usa.com

Thu May 07 23:38:12 Mountain Daylight Time 1998

I must say that this page has been really great to read. The fact that most of the stories really sound real is a real plus.

When I was 13 I had two girls as neighbors. One was my age (13) and her name was Heather and the other was 15 and her name was Ann. We used to alway play capture games with me and heather usually getting tied up. The interesting thing is that we many times ended up in hogties and didn't even know what they were called at that time.

We usually had about two hours after school every day before our parents came home to play our games and we always went down in their basement where they had a matress which we could lie on if we wanted.

Heather and I would always be the secret agents who got captured by the bad guys (or girls) and we would always have to put up our hands and then do exactlly what Ann told us to do. The rule was that as soon as our hands were tied behind our backs then we could start to try and get away. Well we fought like crazy and Ann learned to really tie them tight.

One of the times i really remember was when Ann tied Heathers hands first and then mine. We were sitting on the side of the bed and when our hands were tied we started trying to get away we realized that Ann had tied our hands together. Well we couldn't do much then and as Ann laughed at our plight she tied our feet together also. We were back to back and she wrapped clothline around us at our ankles, knees, waists, chests. She tied it really tight and we really could not do much. The fact that I was tied to Heather really made the experience much nicer and struggling was much more fun with her rubbing against me for about an hour. We finally did get loose. More later?

McLean

Fri May 8 11:30:10 UTC+0100 1998

Greetings one and all!

Greetings especially rexer, Drew, McLean; welcome.

It's a while since I've posted anything substantial, as Jonah has hinted (ever so nicely). Here's another story (I hope it was worth waiting for):

Jon (McA)

Fri May 8 11:32:26 UTC+0100 1998

Burglars (Part 1 of 9)

This is another episode of mine from the mid 1960's. Regulars here will know the 'dramatis personae' from previous stories (or from Gillian's stories). They are me, aged perhaps 11; my best friend Bob, a year older; his sister Jill (aka Gillian B), another year older and, finally Jill's friend Janet, about the same age as Jill.

I have related a number of our earlier tying-up escapades in previous stories. We played a number of tie-up and escape games, generally in or around Bob and Jill's house. (Bob and Jill's Mum didn't mind these activities, so there was no need for them to be clandestine.) One of these was a stalking game called 'Burglars', played (very quietly) through the upstairs rooms and attic of the house.

The objective of the game was simple to the point of being crude; the winning team was the one that successfully caught and tied up all members of the losing team. The main rules were no yelling for help if caught and no attempts to injure anyone else (ie. no kicking, punching or biting). The tactics were surprisingly complex; to be successful, it was necessary for a team to work as a pair to try to catch each member of the opposing team alone. Just to make it harder, we added the rule that while all members of a team could occupy the same room at the same time, they were only allowed out onto the landing and into the corridor joining the rooms singly, unless escorting a 'prisoner'. This rule meant that teams had to split up to move about.

With Janet present, it was possible to pair off into two teams of two. The 'home' team consisted of Bob and Jill, while Janet and I formed the 'away' team.

Jon (McA)

Fri May 8 11:32:57 UTC+0100 1998

Burglars (Part 2 of 9)

The two teams started at opposite ends of the house with an agreed start time. Janet and I aimed to get to Jill's bedroom, which was about central to the upper floor of the house, and which had lots of useful hiding places within it. We decided that I would move first and Jill would follow a minute later (there was some logic in that timing).

I crept quickly along the corridor and into Jill's bedroom. Also into instant trouble; Jill and Bob were both there already. The 'no fighting' rule basically limited resistance to struggling and making the tying as hard as possible. However, Bob and Jill were both bigger than me, so I didn't have much of a chance. Bob held me down in a chair while Jill tied my wrists together behind my back with an old stocking and then started to tie me to the chair with stockings and scarves. At that point, Janet came into the room, assessed the situation and then fled.

(This was the reason for the one minute delay. If the first team member had been caught, then the opposing team would be most likely still to be occupied with tying up after a minute. We judged that both shorter and longer delays would pose a greater risk to the second team member.)

Jill finished off tying me, while Bob went to the door and looked out into the corridor. He came back and there was a whispered discussion. First Bob and then Jill left the room after that.

Jon (McA)

Fri May 8 11:33:28 UTC+0100 1998

Burglars (Part 3 of 9)

I was left on my own. My next job was to escape if I could. I was tied fairly efficiently to the chair. My wrists were tied behind my back but not secured to the chair. My ankles were tied to the chair's front legs and I was tied to the chair with scarves over my lap and round my waist. I had also been cleave gagged with a sock. With glee, I realised that Jill's tying having been rushed, I could probably escape. I was able to reach the scarf tying my waist to the chair back and drag it round until the knot came round to the back. It didn't take much fiddling to undo the knot. I could now get my arms in front of the chair back (wrists still tied). My plan was to work the scarf over my lap towards my knees and possibly down to ankle level, which would allow me more freedom to try to find something within reach to hook my wrist bond off with.

In fact, my escape proceeded no further, as Janet entered the room at that point and untied me. We debated whether to wait where we were for Bob or Jill to come back or to go to another room. We decided to head for the spare bedroom which had a big wardrobe to use as a hide-out.

Janet went first. I waited our agreed minute, then headed out into the corridor. As I did so, I saw Jill ahead of me, but with her back to me. I ducked into the first room I came to, which was Bob's bedroom. I was surprised to find Bob there, tied up on the floor. His wrists were behind his back and his ankles tied with a scarf. He had been cleave gagged with a handkerchief. I remember a slight feeling of unease, as presumably Janet had done this but had not mentioned it to me. I was puzzled but didn't follow the thought through. I grinned at Bob and then carried on to the spare bedroom to rendezvous with Janet. I got there and looked around, but didn't see Janet.

Jon (McA)

Fri May 8 11:34:04 UTC+0100 1998

Burglars (Part 4 of 9)

I waited and thought, then decided to go back to Jill's bedroom to see if Janet had gone back there. Jill's bedroom was empty as we had left it. I waited a few minutes, then decided that I really had to find Janet. I returned to Bob's bedroom, still suspicious, but not really knowing why. As I entered the room, I saw that Bob was still tied up. However, as soon as I was through the door, I was grabbed from behind by Jill. Bob stood up immediately. His hands had been behind his back, but not tied and the scarf apparently tying his ankles was merely wrapped round them. He pulled his gag down and came to Jill's assistance. I was pushed to the floor and held face down by Bob, while Jill tied my wrists very firmly with a stocking. She next tied a long scarf tightly round my arms and body, stuffed a handkerchief into my mouth and cleave gagged me with a sock.

Bob and Jill hauled me to my feet and marched me out of the room, along the corridor and into the spare bedroom. As I stood there, with Bob holding me, Jill opened up the big wardrobe; Janet was sitting in the bottom of it, tied up. (She had presumably already been tied up there when I checked that room previously.) As Janet turned her head to face us, I experienced a shock that has stayed with me ever since. Janet's whole face from chin to hairline was covered by a grey woollen scarf and I could see the bulge of something stuffed into her mouth under it. Her hair was long enough to hang down over the scarf and cover it at the sides of her head. I had seen Janet gagged and sometimes blindfolded often enough, so I'm really not sure what shocked me so. Possibly it was the 'faceless' appearance it gave her, but the scene has stayed crystal clear in my memory.

Jon (McA)

Fri May 8 11:34:42 UTC+0100 1998

Burglars (Part 5 of 9)

Janet was very comprehensively tied up. Her wrists had been tied behind her back. Her legs were tied at ankle and knee and at least two long scarves had been tied round her arms and body. Jill hauled Janet out onto the floor and sat her up. Bob pushed me down onto the floor, also sitting and tied my ankles and knees with old stockings. Bob and Jill then manoeuvred Janet and me back-to-back and tied long scarves tightly round both of us at waist and chest level.

The losing side in these games were generally left alone to contemplate their fate for a few minutes. The winning side, on the other hand, were expected to go straight to the kitchen and make a pot of tea for all of us, before returning to free the losers. (Don't laugh; we can't help it - we're British!)

Janet and I waited patiently for ages. (Probably only fifteen minutes or so, but it /felt/ like ages.) Janet was clearly getting uncomfortable, so I started working on trying to free us. Janet was too well tied up to help much, but I could get my hands to her wrist bond. However, my wrists had been crossed and then tied in both directions, so I couldn't get both hands onto the critical knot at once. Also, there was almost no space to work between our backs. By mutual (unspoken) consent we fell over onto our side to see if I could do any better. I had managed to undo the knot on one of the scarves tied round Janet's arms and body, but not made any impression on anything else, when Bob and Jill's Mum passed the door to the room. She hesitated then came in. 'Are you two all right?' she asked. I shook my head and mumbled.

Jon (McA)

Fri May 8 11:35:11 UTC+0100 1998

Burglars (Part 6 of 9)

Bob and Jill's Mum knelt down and started untying us. The way we were lying, she had to undo the scarves binding Janet and me together before she could properly get at the knots on anything else. Janet's gag-cum-blindfold came off next. Janet's face looked flushed and strained as well as relieved as it came off. Bob and Jill's Mum looked very concerned at the state Janet was in. It took her another three or four minutes to finish untying us completely.

The three of us went downstairs to the kitchen (very much the hub of that house). Bob and Jill had indeed made some tea, and were sitting at the kitchen table drinking it and chatting together. As we came into the kitchen, Bob and Jill took one look at their Mum and were instantly silent. Their Mum demanded to know why Bob and Jill had left Janet and me tied like that for so long. After a pause for thought, Jill said they were giving us time to get free, but even she didn't sound very convinced. Her Mum pointed out that what they had done was both unfair and potentially dangerous.

Bob and Jill's Mum broke the ice by saying, 'I think these two could do with some of that tea.' While Jill was pouring it, she went on, 'I really think you should give Jon and Janet a chance to get their own back.' Bob and Jill's Mum had a knack of putting the gentlest of suggestions so as to leave you in no doubt that an ultimatum had been issued. All four of us children heard the sub-text loud and clear, 'Let Jon and Janet tie you up, right now, or you're in trouble.' Jill said nothing; Bob managed a grudging, 'Oh, all right.'

Jon (McA)

Fri May 8 11:37:05 UTC+0100 1998

Burglars (Part 7 of 9)

Janet and I gulped our tea down. Janet was looking much better now and had the glint of revenge in her eye. The other two showed no signs of moving, so Janet and I went upstairs and brought down to the kitchen the various scarves, socks and old stockings that had been amassed for our earlier game. On the way, Janet said she wanted to do to the other two what they had done to us. I agreed.

Back in the kitchen, while Jill and her Mum looked on, we started on Bob. We waited while he put a pair of gloves on and pulled his socks up over the ends of his trousers, to protect against chafing. I was just about to bind Bob's wrists with a stocking when his Mum said, 'Wait, use this; I have an idea.' She picked up a long sock, tied a tomfool knot in it and handed it to me. Bob looked very worried about any 'idea' his Mum might have, but said nothing. I took the tomfool knot and Bob held his hands out behind his back. I slipped the loops over his hands and pulled the ends tight. 'Not /too/ tight,' said Bob's Mum. Accordingly, I made the knot firm but not as tight as I could. Next, I tied Bob's ankles and knees together with old stockings. I was about to tie a long scarf around his arms and chest when Bob and Jill's Mum intervened again, 'Wait till Janet has finished with Jill.'

Janet was meanwhile tying Jill in the same way that I had tied Bob: wrists behind back with a sock using a tomfool knot, ankles and knees using stockings. Janet also smoothed the skirt of Jill's dress down and tied it in place with another stocking at mid-thigh level, which she pulled tight with a vicious jerk, grinning at Jill as she did do.

Jon (McA)

Fri May 8 11:37:58 UTC+0100 1998

Burglars (Part 8 of 9)

I turned my attention to gagging Bob. I pushed a handkerchief into his mouth and held it in place by using one sock of a pair as a cleave gag. I blindfolded him with the other sock. Janet had reached the point of revenge she was particularly looking forward to. She had already pushed one handkerchief into Jill's mouth and now proceeded to get as much of a second one in as she could. Once she was satisfied with the packing, she tied a scarf over Jill's whole face, as Jill had done to her, using the same grey scarf. There was a muffled squeak from Jill as Janet pulled the combined gag and blindfold tight.

Janet and I manoeuvred Bob and Jill so they were sitting back-to-back on the floor. Their Mum made some suggestions about what to do next. I can't remember exactly how we did it, but following her ideas, we tied Bob and Jill together at shoulder level with (I think) two scarves, keeping them safely away from throats. Next we cinched Bob and Jill's wrist bonds together with a stocking. Finally, we tied a long scarf round each of them, pinning their arms to their sides.

'Very neat,' announced Bob and Jill's Mum, 'Now, they ought to be able to get out of that, if only they can work out how.' Janet and I sat down with her at the kitchen table to enjoy the fun.

Jon (McA)

Fri May 8 11:39:19 UTC+0100 1998

Burglars (Part 9 of 9)

Bob and Jill did a great deal of wriggling and eventually keeled over on their side, but didn't seem to be making much impression. After about ten minutes, Bob and Jill's Mum said, 'Oh, dear, I think I'll have to give them a clue.' She pointed out that the way their arms were tied, they were never going to pull their own wrists free, but might manage each other's. There was some grunting and squirming while Bob and Jill sorted out who was going to pull free. Eventually Bob pushed his wrists down while Jill pulled hers up. First one of Jill's hands pulled free, leaving the mitten she was wearing behind, then the other came free, still with its mitten on. She immediately tried to reach her gag, but discovered that she first had to remove the scarf round her arms, then separate herself from Bob. Jill tried to pull the gag down then up then realised she had to untie it. There was a huge gasp of relief as she removed it and spat the packing out.

Jill freed Bob's hands and removed his gag and blindfold before turning her attention to her own legs. Bob untied the rest of his bonds himself.

Janet and I felt that honour had been satisfied and the score properly made even.

Jon (McA)

Fri May 08 14:02:31 GMT Daylight Time 1998

A few quick comments:

Rexer - I'm enjoying your stories. It's interesting to see the different motivations of the girls beginning to emerge as you develop the background for us. Amy, Lisa and Gina's reactions to you and to each other in your third story (4-5 May) were wonderful. It sounds like, even at the beginning of the tale, Amy and Lisa were having as much fun at your expense as you were at Amy's. Great stories - I look forward to more.

Jon - My Mum says that I always put myself in a good light in my own stories. I definitely came out smelling of rat in your last one. As for that awful gag I put on Janet - I didn't realise how bad it was until she did it to me. It's an effective gag but it's horribly claustrophobic, and it has to be tied so tight, your nose feels like it's being pushed through your face.

Gillian B

Fri May 08 14:03:10 GMT Daylight Time 1998

A quick note on constrictor knots:

Bill - sorry I wasn't around to answer your query about constrictor knots.

Jonah - thanks for doing a search for me - presumably you had to look at lots of sites to find those two.

I've looked at both sites Jonah identified and they are actually both useful for different applications.

Start with:

http://huizen.dds.nl/~erpprs/kne/constric.htm

The top picture shows the form of the knot nicely. If you know anything about knots (I speak as ex-Girl Guide here (Girl Scout in US I think)) you may realise that the knot is a clove hitch in which the free ends are twisted round each other instead of lying parallel.

The next picture down shows what must be the easiest way to tie the knot. (It's easier than the method I used to use.) This method is only any good if you can slip the completed knot over something - if not, you will have to use a different method (see further down this posting). If you need to form the knot and keep it ready for later use, you have to put something inside the coil temporarily - note my use of a talc tin in "Tying Myself Up In Knots".

../

Gillian B

Fri May 08 14:04:11 GMT Daylight Time 1998

/...

Here's my personal recipe for maximum effect with minimum effort using this knot. You will require a scarf about 2 metres (6 feet) long and a willing victim. (I prefer to use a woven - rather than knitted - wool scarf, which grips firmly without causing injury.) Form a constrictor knot in the middle of the scarf. Hold the knot behind the victim's back about waist level, so the scarf and the coil of the knot are vertical. Have the victim put his/her hands through the knot from opposite sides (so the forearms are approximately horizontal). Pull the knot tight (not too tight - you can stop circulation with one of these). Now take the free ends forward under the victim's arms, up in front of the shoulders and tie the ends together behind the nape of the neck. The scarf should be pulled tight enough to just lift the bound wrists up slightly. With practice, you can do the whole tie-up in about 30 seconds. (Then you can have fun.)

A word of warning - you will have difficulty untying a constrictor knot - I guarantee it. I find the handle of a wooden spoon works well as a tool to undo one in a scarf. A rope may need to be cut. A nylon stocking will most definitely need to be cut.

../

Gillian B

Fri May 08 14:04:46 GMT Daylight Time 1998

/...

Now for the other situation where you can't slide the finished knot over the end of something. An example is where you might want to form the knot round the arm of a chair (as I did in "Tying Myself Up In Knots (Again)"). Again, the same site has a good picture of how to do it (against the text that begins "When you cannot place the knot..."). This is also the situation covered in the animation on the other site:

http://www.friend.ly.net/user-homepages/d/dadadata/boat/matl/knots.html

The method of constructing the knot is not quite the same in the animation, but it is easier to follow. The animation shows a clove hitch being formed and then converted into a constrictor knot by a final tuck under of one end.

I hope that helps - I'm not all that good at writing step-by-step instructions lucidly, but I've checked and edited everything I've written carefully.

Canuck - sorry I've wandered off topic again!

Gillian B

Sun May 10 00:11:04 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Alrighty, I've finally gotten the handcuff knot right (after a long time of trying) The only thing is that I can't make it so it locks all the way. I read on bob's way that you have to "twist" the rope in some fashion to make in inescapeable, I was wondering how you did that. With the one I made just now (I'm sure I did it right) I was able to kind of...um...I dunno how to describe it. Take the backs of your hand, put them together and then flip them around in a circle. When I did that, it loosened the barrel of the knot enough to let me out. I was wondering how you make it inescapeable.

Bill
joestar@hotmail.com

Sun May 10 00:16:05 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Oh, and Gillian, that constrictor knot is great, I had to get my gator knife out to get out of that one ;) Thanks a lot.

Bill
joestar@hotmail.com

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Mon May 11 10:04:32

When I was about 6, Petrina came over to watch TV. We got bored and I suggested we try escape games. I explained we would tie each other up and see how long it took to get out. Her eyes gleamed right away so I took here down into the basement game room where I kept my box of ropes under the couch. She wanted to be first. I laid her down on her tummy and told her to put her hands behind her back. I had nice soft cloth based rope back then. I crossed her wrists and tied one loop tightly around her wrists. Then I made a loop the other way and cinched it down tight. She wasn't going anywhere now since I was straddling her legs. I took another piece of rope and tied her ankles together and another to tie here knees together. In just a few minutes, I had my prisoner helpless, tied tight, and all alone. I watched her pudgey 5 year old body wriggle and twist while she tried to get out. I don't think she really wanted to be untied; but I don't think she could have gotten out of that. By six I had learned how to tie someone up with no escape possible.

I finally untied her and eagerly waited to be tied. I laid down on the soft couch and smelled the musty dusty soft fabric that was to be my bondage buddy. She brought over the ropes and I dutifully crossed my wrists behind my back. I wanted her to do a good job. She climbed up and sat on me while fumbling with the rope. It was clear she didn't know how. So I got up and had her cross her wrists in front and showed her the double cross I had used. She tried it on in front while I watched. Once she could do it tight, I assumed my favorite tummy down position and crossed my wrists behind me. This time she cinched the ropes down tight and I felt what I can only describe as an age old friend in that soft couch. She tied my feet tightly, tied my knees, and proceeded to use every scrap of rope to tie all parts of me, even the parts that couldn't be tied or didn't need it. She really thought that making several knots

Viking

Tue May 12 09:25:16 Est (Heure d'été) 1998

With Gillian's help, I was able to retreive all the posts that had been cut off by the Tripod posting system. Enjoy!

Canuck
Canuck100@hotmail.com

Tue May 12 09:53:33 Est (Heure d'été) 1998

Oh, Thanks to Jon(Mca) too!

Canuck
Canuck100@hotmail.com

Tue May 12 17:24:03 (MEZ) - Mitteleurop. Sommerzeit 1998

Hallo everyone!
Every time I check on this site it looks different but not because of a new stories. Older postings seems to get mixed up, they disappear and reappear after a while. There seems to be a lot wrong with the posting system lately!
What happened to the rest of Vikings story? Was it cut off or cut out?
Hoping for a better future and some more stories (if possible from beginning to end).
All the best from hot Germany.

Jonah
jonah@anon.nymserver.com

Tue May 12 06:52:41 1998

When I found this place I knew it was the perfect spot for this story I've carried with me for eight years. It happened during the fall of my eighth grade year. I was a fourteen year old dark haired guy. My best friend Chris lived on what used to be a farm, only about fifteen minutes from my house on bike. Anyways, one friday I was over at Chris's And we were watching some movie with his two older sisters Jenny(17) and Sarah(16). At one time a woman appeared on screen all tied up and gagged. I said "Look, its always the women who are the little victims all helpless screaming Help...wheres a man when I need one." Well Jenny and Sarah merely called me a shovinist pig. A few minutes later Chris suggested we go over to this girl Gina's house who lived a block away. I said I wanted to watch the rest of the movie so he said to come over when it was finished. Well me and the two girls were watching and about ten minutes later they got up and left. I stayed and was watching. They returned and as soon as they entered the room I knew something was different. They sat down on either side of me. Sarah turned to me and held up a roll of silver duct tape. "Whats that for?" I asked. "Let me show you"she said taking my wrist. She began wrapping it around my right wrist."Now why are you doing that?" I asked. But then it was to late. Sarah gave me a hard push and I fell towards Jenny.Sarah grabbed my other arm and pulled it backward guiding my other wrist to it (still attached to the duct tape roll.)"Hey what the hell this isn't..mmmm"I was cut off by Jennys hand held firmly over my mouth. I tried to yell but I only moaned into her hand as Sarah wrapped the sticky substance around my wrists at least ten times.She finally bit the roll loose.Jenny shoved me by the mouth back on the couch while Sarah knelt at my knees and began taping my ankles. Jenny looked at me mockingly.
"So girls are always the ones getting captured huh, "she teased as she kept me quiet. Sarah finished off my ankles and sat back up o

(Unfinished story) Anonymous

When I was about 12, I was floating in the pool when Terry, came over to swim with my sister. No one else was home, so Terry just jumped in. Her tube top and terry cloth shorts barely containing her 7 year old stubby frame. I invited her in fully intending to tie her up. When I asked, she jumped at the chance. In my haste, I tied her loosely with the first thing at hand - vacuum cleaner cord. With her hands tied, I took a liberty and crossed her line; she jumped up, freed herself, and ran out of the house. But no guilt in my 12 year old mind! Three minutes later she came running back in with about 12 feet of clothesline and said 'you could use this'. Wow. I took her down into the game room and tied her hands behind her back (no escape this time) and then tied her feet. She looked absolutely helpless; tied tight, nobody home for hours, and eager to be kept prisoner. Two pink foot bottoms and two pink palms facing up. She eyed me carefully as I slowly, deliberately, repeated my previous transgression. I was not to be stopped. Terry was mine to command. And her suit dried out nicely.

Viking

By now you can tell I'm having a great deal of fun with this site. How wonderful to tell all. I always wondered how I came to love rope bondage so much. It took me almost thirty years to put the clues together. I remember being tied up when I was about 3. Hands strapped to my sides, ropes coiled around my pink body, lying on my tummy and thoroughly enjoying contact with the bedspread. I remember clambering up on my mom's lap, lying on my tummy, putting my arms at my side and asking her to 'eat my heinie'. In bed, visions of devils poking pitchforks into my behind while I lay bound face down. Many nights I fell asleep in this position and drifted off into a combination of bondage excitement and sweet baby sleep; it was (and is) wonderful. Later I learned that both teenagers who lived downstairs became priests. This could only have come from them; my parents weren't involved. It took three decades to piece this together. Anyway, if I ever wind up in hell (not likely), I hope the devils are as accomodating! I hold no malice against those boys. I rather like who I am and the intensity of my passion for tying and being tied.

Viking

Couldn't resist telling this. My dad and I built a big boat when I was in jumior high school. I could row dates out and be all alone. I took Penny out there, a pretty African American girl. We were both about 15. I'm of Scandinavian descent and fair. Once in the back cabin, I assumed captain status; announced my tranformation to my Viking King identity; and proclaimed her my captive African princess. (In trouble here with women and minorities, yow). Funny how fantasy, secret desire, and bondage games seem to require hyperbole as you grow older (if 15 is old). Anyway, she eagerly fell into the role. I moved behind her, whispered 'if I put this gag in, you agree to do anything I want'. One quick nod and in went the gag. Sailboats have LOTS of nice, soft, stretchy, rope. I laid her down; tied her hands above her head to the rudder post; and tied each foot to different side of the bulkhead. Strapped down, tied tight, helpless, and at the beck and call of a Viking King who knew what he wanted. The search revealed pretty pink soles and palms. The interrogation revealed all her secrets, and we added not a few ripples to the harbor waves.

Viking

Thu May 14 14:35:49 1998

Well... I really enjoyed all your stories - especially these which are memories from childhood. Really great page! Seems that now it's my turn to post something.

Sorry about my spelling - English is not my native language (I'm Polish).

It happened on my mother's birthday party when I was 16. In these years I belived than bondage is something bad and forbidden and I am the only one in the world who has such fantasies... Anyway there was a nexddoor girl named Beata on this party. She was about 13 years old then, I think. She was rather tall and slim, had long, brown hair and blue eyes. She was wearing gray dress with long sleeves, dress trousers of the same kind and white socks that day.

The party took place in the living-room. All the adults (her and my parents among them) sat there, ate, talked and so on. There was nothing interesting for us at our age there, so we moved quite quickly to my room. I don't know where this idea came to me from, but as we watched some photos I started to try to invent some game, which will finish with tieing her up. Well, I had to have some pretext to tie her up after all. I didn't invent anything really creative - something about a trial, judgement and that she is guilty and under arrest.

Yarp
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Thu May 14 14:46:09 1998

Beata - Part 2

Anyway she agreed to be bound and I had to find something suitable to tie her up now. Everything I could find in my room was a very long piece of thin, black electric cord. I already new that such a thing would leave marks on her wrists if I'd not secure them somehow (I didn't want their parents to notice something afterwards), so I simply pulled down the sleeves of her dress on her wrists, crossed them behind her back and started to loop the cord around. The cord was longer than I expected - I think I made about 40-50 loops across her wrists (in vertical and horizontal direction). It lasted a few minutes and she tried to look over her arm and said something like: "Hey, what are you doing there so long?" When I finished she was completly unable to free herself or even to twitch or turn her wrists. She tested her bonds for a while trying to reach something with her fingers but to no avail and her eyes opened wide, when she realized that she really can't get loose without my help. Finally she gave up and accepted her fate.

During this time I've alraedy looked for something to tie her ankles but it seemd that my room was really poor equipped with any useful staff for that purpose. On the other side I didn't want to leave her now - I was a little afraid that somebody will come to my room and find out what's going on. So I simply used my belt. I made 2 loops around her ankles and buckled the belt. She looked really great sittin on the coach, tied as she was, completly under my control. And it actually seemed that all this wasnt't unpleasant for her. Wow!

I thought about a gag, but decided not to push my luck. Except somebody could come in and the gag is much more visible than wrist and ankle bonds.

Yarp
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Thu May 14 14:48:34 1998

Beata - part 3

I said her to try to free herself or at least to try to move to the opposite end of the room. Till then we both sat on a coach. She already knew, that there's no chance to free her wrists (with that 50 loops of cord she had almost no slack at all). So she started to move her feet trying to slide them off the belt. After a while she almost managed that (the belt was a little too loose), so I pulled the loose end very hard this time and buckled it again. Now she had no more chance to free her legs with no use of hands. I knew that was a little "unfair", but I did't care. I wasn't going to let her escape anyway.

After a few rather weak protests she stood up and made a few hops through the room. There was a carpet laid on a rather slippery wooden floor, so she finally almost loosed her balance. I grabbed her quickly and sat her on the floor beside the coach. I told her that if she'll manage to climb on the coach, I'll free her. It didn't seem very difficult with hands tied behind back and ankles tied together, but the slippery floor and the carpet was against her (remember she was in socks). Even when she managed to put her bound hands on the couch and lean on them she couldn't use her legs to move her body up to the couch, because her socked feet slipped on the floor. It was really interesting to observe that efforts! She tried really hard, but finally gave up breathing hardly. It was rather warm and she began to sweat.

It seemed that at that point she would like to be unbound, but doesn't want to ask me for that (it was something like a bet), so I asked her myself if I should free her (she was tightly bound for over an hour). She said "Yes" and I unbuckled the belt. I had a little trouble with that incredibly long cord - I couldn't cut it off (no scissors or knife in my room), so I spent another few minutes to take all these loops off her wrists. But finally she was free. There was no visible marks on her wrists (I remembered to check that).

Well.. that's all f

Yarp
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Thu May 14 14:50:15 1998

Oops! Seems that the last part was too long. Anyway I was just finishing.

I hope my story wasn't too long. I had no occasion to tie her up again though she's still my neighbour... :-)

Yarp
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yarp66@hotmail.com

When I was about 8, my friend Kenny came over to swim and Anne (about a year younger) came over later. I convinced Anne that we could get Kenny tied up if she played along. I was to announce a tie-up contest and we'd each take turns being it. All she had to do was to volunteer to go first; I'd make it easy and then we could tie up Kenny real tight. Kenny was really in on this, we had done it to my sister. He played hard to convince until I told him Anne would go first - and she's only a girl!. I tied Anne tummy down, hogtied (my favorite) and really cinched it down. What a skunk! We wouldn't let her out; tied tight and helpless in her bathing suit with two curious 8 year old boys and nobody home. After a while, we convinced Kenny to be tied too. I put him along side Anne and hogtied him. I had an old wide belt with lots of notches and used it to tie them together tummy to tummy (after a brief struggle). Now I had double crossed them both. Loved watching them eye each other and wriggle. After I let them loose, they (mostly Kenny) had their turn on me. It was nice to be tied by a team. Anne went home and Kenny let me go.

Viking
72561.3247@compuserve.com

When I was just old enough to sit, my parents volunteered me to sit for another couple. I went over and out bounded two girls, 4 and 8. We watched TV for a while when the oldest ran in dragging a six foot rope. She announced 'We're going to tie you up.' Flabbergasted, I lay down and crossed my wrists behind my back. She did a passable job; I had some trouble getting out. Then she announced it was her turn. She bounced up on the couch, laid down on her tummy, and put her hands behind her back. She had on footie pajamas and her knees were already bent; footies straight up. I hesistated but she demanded her turn. I crossed her wrists and tied them tightly. With two quick loops cinched around the footies, she was hogtied. It was just what she wanted; she said 'Now you've GOT me.' She didn't want to be untied at all. I checked her bindings every couple of minutes and let her out in about 30.

Viking.

Sat May 16 10:44:33 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Back when I was 13, I was sitting around with my neighbor Gina. She was also 13. We had been swimming in the next door neighbors pool, and come over to my house to lay around in lawn chairs for awhile. My parents were working, and Gram was watching me. She lived a few houses down the street, and as long as I kept her informed of where I was, she was happy. Anyway, I suggested that we go up to the fort, (the room above the garage) and Gina agreed. We went up, and opened the upper garage door to let some wind in. From there, you could see several of the adjoining yards on either side of us. From the back window, you could see several of the adjoining yards on the back side of us also. We took a look to see who was around, and spotted the two neighbor girls across the street. They were both 12, and supposedly twins, but they were paternal twins, not identical twins. They were both thin, with brown hair, and if you looked at them you could tell they were sisters. But one had a round freckled face, Cindy, and the other had a long narrow face. Kinda chiseled features. That was Cathy.

rexer
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Sat May 16 10:48:41 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

We called out the front door, and they ran across the street to my back yard. We were standing in the upper doorway, and they were standing right under us, outside. We started asking the standard "What are you doing" questions, and they were giving us the standard "Nothing, what are you doing" answers. Anyway, all of a sudden, Gina picks up a short stick, and tosses it at the girls feet. "Grenade" she yelled. "Boom", we all yelled, and the two girls dropped to the ground. When we played army, this was a standard rule. Anyone hit with a grenade, dart gun, ping pong ball gun, or the small plastic disk throwing (my favorite), were the weapons of choice. This was how many of our games started. Just kinda out of the blue. I sent Gina downstairs to retrieve our captives, and set about finding some weapons. We had an assortment of short stick grenades, and my favorite disc throwing gun, and a couple of dart guns. Gina walked the two girls upstairs, and we set about tying them up.

rexer
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Sat May 16 10:50:55 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I had a few pieces of ripped cloth which I used to tie Cathy's hands behind her back. I crossed her wrists, and tied the cloth up and down, then right and left. I tied her ankles, and had one piece of cloth left. Cathy was wearing a pair of shorts, and a halter top. Her sister was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I pulled Cindy's hands in front of her, and tied them. This was to prove to be a big mistake. But I was in a hurry, and wanted to go get more rags or rope from the basement. I finished her hands, and told Gina to watch them, I would be right back. I grabbed my gun, and went into the house. In my basement, I grabbed a couple of 5 foot sheets from the scrap cloth boxes. I also scrounged around and found a couple of pieces of clothesline. I gathered all my goodies up, and ran out to the garage. As I ran into the garage, I shouted upstairs to Gina, but she didn't answer. My sensors were immediately on alert. I shouted out again, and again Gina did not respond. By this time, I was almost to the back steps. I set the stuff I was carrying down, and went over to the front door. Looking out, I could see Cathy's head peering out of the upper door. I pulled my head back in, and looked over to the back steps. Cindy was looking out the hatch, and her head and one arm were sticking out

rexer
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Sat May 16 10:51:58 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

In her one hand was one of the dart guns, so I jumped out the front garage door, and started running for the next door neighbors house. From the upper doorway, I heard a dart gun go off, and a dart zipped over my head and landed ahead of me in the grass. I also heard the girls screaming that I was getting away. I ran a safe distance away, and turned around. There were both Cathy and Cindy in the doorway, taunting me. I took a quick shot at them, which did hit the front of the garage, then ran around to the front of the house. I went down 3 houses, then cut thru their backyards to get to the house next door to ours. I used their pool as cover, and crept up under the pool deck to where I could see the front of the garage. After about 5 minutes, I saw Cathy run out, and saw Cindy looking out from the top doorway She was apparently covering her sister from the doorway. Cathy went over to the back steps, and scrunched down. Cindy pulled the front upper door closed, and a minute later I saw her run out of the garage and join her sister. Apparently they felt two on one was better than splitting up. They ran around to the front of my house, and I immediately ran into the garage

rexer
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Sat May 16 10:53:46 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

They hadn't spotted my run to the garage, so I went to the back steps. I noticed my bundle of cloth scraps and ropes was missing, so the girls had apparently found them after chasing me out of the fort. I crept up to the front of the fort, and there was Gina. She was still wearing her black one piece bathing suit, and she was sitting with her back against a support pole. Her hands were tied behind her back, and around the pole. The clothesline had been used on her wrists. More clothesline had been wrapped around her body and the pole. Her legs had been tied with cloth strips, at the ankles and the knees. She was gagged with a strip of cloth, and she was blindfolded with another wide piece of cloth. A whole pile of torn cloth strips were laying right behind her. I think that this was the first time we had used blindfolds that I can remember. I removed her blindfold, and untied the cloth from around her mouth. I pulled another piece of cloth from her mouth, and asked her "What happened?". Since I was done tying up Cindy, and had no more rope, she was then free to try to get loose. Apparently Cindy had picked up the loose dart gun, and just shot Gina. It was fair, according to our established rules.

rexer
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Sat May 16 10:55:23 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I told Gina that she should stay where she was, and I would hide behind the couch. When the girls returned, I would crawl out and shoot them from behind. I put her blindfold on, and put the gag back in her mouth. I didn't pack another piece in, because I figured the girls wouldn't notice. I then laid down behind the couch. After about 7 or 8 minutes, I heard someone enter the garage, and then climb up the stairs. I heard them come out to the front of the fort, and when they were past me, I crawled out. Sticking my head out, I could see Cathy stop and check Gina's ropes. She set her gun down, and was using her hands to feel the knots which tied Gina. I aimed at her back, and pulled the trigger. Pop, the disc hit Cathy right in the back from 7 feet away. She started to turn around and reach for her dart gun, but "You're hit", I hissed. Silence was important at this time. I moved out from behind the garage. I took the dart gun, and put it on the couch. I rolled Cathy over, and pulled her hands behind her back. I used a cloth strip to tie her hands, and then tied her elbows. I didn't pull them together, but tied them with a little slack between them. I tied her ankles, and then her knees.

rexer
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Sat May 16 10:57:05 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

I then set about untying Gina. With Cathy here, there was no way we were going to surprise Cindy. When Gina was untied, we put Cathy up against the pole, and used the rope to tie her against the pole. We tied her at the ankles, the knees, the stomach, and the upper arms. We also Shoved a piece of cloth into her mouth and tied it in with a strip of cloth. We then used the blindfold which had been used on Gina to blindfold her. I went downstairs to the bottom of the garage, and left Gina upstairs. We were going to wait for Cindy to enter the garage, and trap her between us. I hid behind an old rowboat, and waited. After about 3 or 4 minutes, I heard Gina tap the floor above me a couple of times. This meant that she had seen Cindy coming. A minute later, I heard Cindy run into the garage, and go to the back step. She must have thought she was safe, because she was not being careful at all. As she started up the ladder, I heard a dart gun, and jumping out, saw that Gina had shot her as she started coming up the steps. I went over to her and escorted her upstairs.

rexer
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Sat May 16 10:58:41 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

We brought her to the front of the fort, and laid her down on her stomach. I let Gina tie her up, as I watched from the chair. She tied her hands behind her back with cloth strips. Then she wrapped rope around her arms and body a couple of times. She then used cloth strips to tie her ankles and knees. She put a piece of cloth into her mouth, and tied it in with a cloth strip. Then, taking a strip of cloth, she hog tied her with it. We admired them for a minute, then we took our guns and left. The game was no fun if you didn't give them a chance to get away. We went out to the front of the house, and heard Cindy's mother calling for them. So we went back up to the fort, and they were struggling up a storm. They were not making any progress, though, so we untied them. They left to go see what their mother wanted, and didn't come back for 15 minutes or so, so they must have been eating lunch. --- to be continued -----

rexer
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Sun May 17 19:00:53 1998

Some excellent stories people. Jiggy, when is this Home page going live?

If any one has any other stories that they would like to send me then please do so. Send to my email address. I will post some stories on this site soon.

If anyone wants to chat then please mail me.

AG

Andy
andg@cybase.co.uk

Sun May 17 21:45:03 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

great page.
my stories will come later.
all of my subjects were required to wear
white cotton anklets during their tie-up
sections...I grew up with 6 sisters and
all spent alot of time tie up..
keep up this great page...
tks
jim

jim

Wed May 20 02:32:30 UTC 1998

I had some experience when i was young (11 to 13 y.old).
I liked to bond my neighbour Adriana (girl), and Natalia too. I liked to put Natalia in a box so tied that was impossible to escape.
And Adriana always enjoyed my games. She loved rope bondage.
They were 11 and 12.
Now it's hard to find girls that want ot be bond...
sadness

jon
ilhas_de_bruma_98@yahoo.com

When I was in the sixth grade, I went on a Saturday sleepover at my friend Paul's house. We were going to go to his country club Sunday morning. Paul and I had already played some tie up games a couple of years earlier. Turned out his parents were gone for the night, only his little brother was home. We were shooting some hoops when he said 'What does the winner get?' Always loved that question. He suggested the winner gets the loser for an hour, and anything goes. I lost. Never could sink baskets! I was prepared for immediate capture, but he said he could do it anytime he wanted. At bedtime, he indicated we would each have a bed in his room, and we got ready to turn in. Just before lights out, he called his bet and produced several pieces of rope. He tied my knees, my hands in front, pulled the rope through my legs, and tied my ankles pulled up to my rear. Then he took a belt, put it around my arms and waist, then cinched my ankles down to the belt (as far as they would reach). I expected a gag, (Paul liked them), but instead, he forced me to tell the truth about every tie-up I'd done (which included some mutual friends.) The hour passed to slowly and he let me out. The next morning, he tried a hog-tie I told him about where the hands are behind the head. More later.

Viking
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Fri May 22 14:59:04 EDT 1998

Hello again. Finally back. So many great posts, I don't know if I can compete or not.

Let me properly introduce myself. My name is Andrea, and I am in my mid-20s. My sister is two years older than me, and her name is Renee. Anyway, we've been playing tie up games for at least 10 years. The great thing is, our hobby has actually turned into our profession, and we hope to open our own love bondage/tickling website soon.

Historically, I have almost always been the one tied up. My sister always loved being in charge, and I secretly (until we were older) always loved being the captive. As you'll see, the stories I have always reflect this.

Before I give you any specifics, I should probably explain the rules to the game we played most often. (The following was the most popular game played when I was 12-15 years old. After I turned 15, we started playing more creative games that I'll explain later.

andrea
andrea156@hotmail.com

Fri May 22 15:13:25 EDT 1998

The rules to the game were simple. My sister had 15 minutes to use whatever she wanted to tie me up. I wouldn't struggle or resist at all. Then, I had exactly forty-five minutes to get loose. During that time, she could watch, but couldn't retie me. If I got out in the alloted time, she had to be my personal servant for two hours. (Clean my room, make my bed, fold my laundry, etc.) If I didn't get out, she was allowed to retie me as much as she wanted and I had to be her prisoner for an additional hour. (This was her time to "torture" her captive. She could tickle, gag and regag, ice water, whatever.) We loved the setup because it always gave us a reason to do our absolute best. And I really loved the threat of "torture" because I really felt like a damsel in distress from the movies.

Coming soon: the first official story

andrea

Fri May 22 15:18:33 EDT 1998

In a shameless attempt to solicit ideas for our website, Renee suggested that I ask you for your opinions of the types of love bondage you all like to see. The reason we ask this page is because you all seem to have a normal interest in the subject, and we don't want suggestions from pychos and sadists.

Thank you!

Andrea and Renee

p.s. sorry about being off-topic, send your responses to the e-mail address above. (Send your favorite pictures, too, and we'll try to model them.)

andrea
andrea156@hotmail.com

Fri May 22 03:30:07 1998

Great site and stories, anyone out there with stories of moms getting into the act. I love Bob and Jill's mum and I think its great when a mom or an aunt takes the bondage initiative. So if anyone has such stories, please post.

Gregory T.

Fri May 22 22:58:08 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Andrea - wow, I can't wait to hear your stories, that setup sounds like lots of fun for both sides.

Again, I ask everyone how to do the twist of the rope handcuff that makes it totally inescapeable. I can always get myself out of it by rotating my wrists in a vertical manner and that allows me to slide the middle part of the knot enough to get the rest out. I read on bob's page (what happened to bob's page?) that you have to twist the knot in some way. Answers can be emailed to me, thank you.

Bill
joestar@hotmail.com

Sun May 24 21:52:16 UTC+0100 1998

Bill:

I think you may not have had a reply because adult self-bondage tips are a bit outside the main subject area here. I know Gillian has posted stuff on that, but she sort of charms her way round the house rules. I'm sure there are places on the net where you could get the info you want.

That said, don't run away; it's great to have you around.

Jon (McA)

Mon May 25 14:57:22 PDT 1998

Back when I was in junior high school, I would spend a great deal of time with my best friend Dave. Dave had two older sisters Stacy and Robin, aged 15 and 17, whom, if they had nothing better to do, would tease Dave and I, follow us around and generally drive us nuts. One time Dave told me about the time several years earlier when his two sisters tied him hand a and foot and put him in a closet. They would peek in from time to time to make fun of him for not being able to free him self. This apparently lasted for the better part of two hours until his parents returned from the store.

After hearing this story, I suggested that we turn the tables on his sisters by tying them up and laughing at them for awhile. We both started laughing at the thought of that, and decided that this was an idea worth pursuing! We bided our time for the next several days until we had a chance at one or both of them alone, without their boyfriends around to turn the tables. Finally one afternoon after school, Dave and I realized that Stacey was downstairs by her self, watching TV. We both had the same thought at once – why not tie Stacey up for the rest of the afternoon? We knew Dave’s parents were not due home for several hours yet. We set about gathering some rope, and after not finding anything ideal, settled on a several lengths of twine from the garden shed. With this in hand we moved quietly downstairs, walked nonchalantly (or so we thought) up to Stacey and announced that we were going to tie her up. She took one look at us and, not yet realizing that were completely serious, said “You do, and your going to be in BIG trouble when Mom & Dad get home –not to mention when my boyfriend gets here.” As we knew Stacey’s boyfriend was out of town until the following day, we just laughed each grabbed hold of one of her arms and led her into the laundry room where we intended to tie her up. We reasoned that in case anyone did come over that afternoon, we did not want them to find Stacey tied up in the m

Mon May 25 18:50:47 1998

Hi guys i think all your stories are great! I have my share of bondage stories too. I have one in the College/University section as well. However i have had many experiences with bondage ever since i was like 6 years old. However my most memorable one took place in highschool which which is the one i will share with you. I have always found that i could eliminate the competion by tieing them up.(that way they could not come and beat me) however that tactic back fired on me in collage when i tried to play with the "big girls" (you can read that story in the College/University series)
However my tactic did not change when i decided to run for homecoming Queen. i was a favorite to win. I was pretty and popular and quite valuputous too. My aunt always told me that you can tell that a woman is really valuputous when she can not even spell the word. anyway i was sure to win except for the captain of the cheerleading team who was my worst enemy was running as well. She was a rich little daddy's girl who had always beaten me in any competition that we engaged in. she had to have inplants and like 5 different plastical surgeries because this girl was like a pamela Anderson. She had all the guys in our school wrapped around her pretty little finger. Everyone would pick her for sure. However each candidate for home coming queen had to be present in the auditoreum for to give a speech and then and only there would the student body pick the winner. Therefore if the candidate did not show up then she was obvioulsy disqualified. now i don;t want you to think of me as mean. This girl named Nicole Colosimo had always beaten me in everything. In our science projects the year earleir she sabataged my whole experiement. I failed and had to take the course over in the summer. she always cheated and had stole 3 of my boyfriends. This girl was just asking for a good lesson.
Anyway all of the 8 girls running for homecomeing queen where in the girls locker room and we were getti

Valerie
Valerie@aol.com

would like to talk to other females who have been bound and gagged. Would like to know about that first time.

susan

Mon May 25 22:02:05 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

my life stories always involved tie-up games but with white anklets socks ALWAYS..
My first recollection of my stories started when I was 6 years old and in the 1st grade... There were two class mates that were my first students of training... They would always like to play cowboys and indians...You gusessed it they were ranch girls who always ended up TIE-Up. First I would tie their hands behind their back and next to a pole or tree..Then I would tie their waist to the same pole or tree..I would always TIE their feet last so I could look at their feet the longest time..Yes it was exciting but I did not know why; I would learn later that I had a hangup for white anklets ...

morelater

jim

Mon May 25 23:40:28 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Jon(McA) = Oh, I'm not really interested in self bondage at all. I'm just trying to get the knots right in the event that a situation occurs when I can get to tie someone (I'm always on the lookout). I know this subject is more appropriate for bob's page, but his page has been messed up for quite awhile. Sorry to bug you guys about this, maybe some of you lady readers in Ohio could stop by and help me out with these so I don't have to experiment on my own ;)

Bill
joestar@hotmail.com

When I was in junior high school, I had no idea how to relate to girls. All I had ever done was tie them up! To make matters worse, I was a bit of a bully; not a serious one, but definitely not a gentleman. Marge in particular put up with me and hung around. Then I hit on an idea. I told her I'd let her tie me up and get even any way she saw fit. We took 20 ft of rope out in the woods and I trained her how to do it. She tied my hands behind my back, my knees together, and my ankles. Then she flipped me over and pounced on my tummy. Fairly knocked the wind out of me. She had me though, out in the woods alone and pinned. She tweaked my nose, pulled my ears, and made me apologize six ways from Sunday. Didn't hurt though, she wasn't mean and I couldn't help laughing the whole way. After a while, her 'torture' turned to exploration - I played along. Pretty innocent all in all; she inspected my hairline, the nape of my neck, biceps, ... After a while, she let me out and I suggested it was her turn. She exacted a promise to behave and I eagerly said yes. I hog tied her nice and tight. Growing up in small leaps was never so much fun.

Viking

Tue May 26 17:09:24 1998

Dose anyone know what happened to bob's page?

PJ

Wed May 27 09:57:14 (MEZ) - Mitteleurop. Sommerzeit 1998

Hallo everyone!

I donnot know what happened to Bob´s page but I also donnot know what happened to this site. Lately stories seem to be neverending! Where is the ending of the lately posted stories?
Hoping for stories with beginning and end in the near future.
Thanks for every post! Keep it up!
Greetings from rainy Germany

Jonah
jonah@anon.nymserver.com

Wed May 27 13:09:21 PDT 1998

Hey this is really neat!
This has brought some fond memories back, I'll try to post them soon

The Fish

Tue May 26 07:35:59 EDT 1998

hello all. i have posted my stories to bob's page before, but for some reason i am unable to find a "post" page there at this time. i have decided to post the stories here......slumber party home invasion..part two".....as i carried mary lee down the basement stairs, she struggled and attempted to scream behind my gagging hand. because of our past experiences together at the "game', she knew how much i enjoyed it when either her or my sister, eileen, would act the part of the victim. once i had dragged her to the basement, i stood at the bottom of the stairs and went into my "kidnapper-burglar" act.... alex>i know that you have friend upstairs in the shower, and she won't be out for anothe 15 minutes, if you behave neither of you will be hurt, understand. mary lee just looked at me with big frightened eyes(she was quite the actress)over my gagging hand and just nodded. alex; i am going to take my hand from your mouth now, no screaming, you got it? again a nod of the head. i took my hand away and mary lee went into her d.i.d. act. mary lee > please don't hurt us mister, we are all alone. take what you want and don't do anything to us, please. alex> if you cooperate and do what i say you will be fine, now put your hands behind your back. mary lee> why? alex i have to meke sure that you don't interfere when i ransack the house, and i don't want you warning the girl in the shower when she comes looking for you. so i am going to duct tape you up on the floor here. mary lee;(crying) no please you don't have to do that i'll be quiet. alex; put your hands behind you now. sobbing and playing her role to the hilt she placed her wrists behind her back and i started to tightly wind the duct tape around them.

alex

Wed May 27 17:30:27 EDT 1998

after mary lee's wrists were duct taped, i got ready to do something that i had always wanted to do in this situation with the girls. i had seen a photo in a detective magazine (which i had a good collection of), where the woman's elbows were loosely tied together bahind her back. i decided that this was the right time to try this"experiment" out on my little victim. i started to wrap the duct tape around mary lee's elbows loosely, when it dawned on me; what would happen if i wrapped her elbows a little tighter. i started to tourque down on the tape. mary lee's eyes got very big and expressive. she turned her blond head, as best she could, to see what i was up to.

MARY LEE; alex what in the world are you doing? you can't be serious about tying my elbows together. cut it out alex, this really hurts. just tie my wrist like you usually do. mary lee's comments only drove me to wrap the tape even tighter.

alex

Wed May 27 17:42:55 EDT 1998

finally after some 5 minutes and 6 layers of tape i was satisfied that mary lee was securely helpless.

MARY LEE; alex, you are crazy. i hope you know that i can't take this for too long.
ALEX; i will let you out in do time my dear. now get back into your "character".
MARY LEE; o.k. but please don't tie me any tighter.
ALEX; i want you to go over to that closet, and sit on the rug.
MARY LEE; please mister, if i do as you want please don't hurt me.

Mary lee walked over to the closet and gently lowered her self to a seated position on the carpet.i, very deliberatly, and slowly i started to wrap the duct tape around her ankles. when i was done with that job, i started on her upper legs, just above the knees. because her skirt was so short, i had a good view of her white cotton underpants, and the top of her pantyhose. at this time i had a gteat urge to tape up her upper thighs, "just as an excuse", but i fought that urge.while looking mary lee right in the eye, i took two things out of my pockets, that i conveniatly had on me, a clean washcloth, and a length of cut off brown adhesive bandage approximatly one foot in length.

alex

Wed May 27 18:05:41 EDT 1998

mary lee just looked at me with abject terror (whether pretend or acting).
MARY LEE; what are you going to o with all that stuff.? please don't put all that in my mouth, i won't be able to breath.
ALEX; mary lee, you've been gagged before, and you know that it isn't all that bad.

Now i know that i usually save the new gag experiments for eileen, but right now i just had a good idea, and i need to use someone who is readily available.wanna volunteer, before you get volunteered. mary lee opened her mouth to say something and was quite surprised when i jammed the washcloth between her teeth. the washcloth wasn't all that large, but neither is a 14 year old girls mouth. i (with some effort, and gagging moans of displeasure from my "victim'), managed to get the whole washcloth into her mouth. i ordered her to keep it in as i retreive the short length of adhesive bandage. slowly and with great care, i wound the bandage once around mary lee's lowere face. i then took a piece of taoe and secured the ends. i could tell by the look in her face that she thought that this gag wasn't so bad, and that once i had left her to go "kidnap' eileen from upstairs.she could easily push the washcloth out of her mouth past the flimsy wrap.

alex

Wed May 27 18:19:43 EDT 1998

she was wrong of course. the one wrap around her lower face was just to protect her skin when i commenced with the next gagging step. mary lee started to scream as i took the full role of duct tape and started to wind it around the adhesive bandage. i think she knew exactly what i had in mind, as her eyes got bigger and more watery. i have to admit, that i really didn't have to wrap the tape as tight as i did, but at the time it seemed like a good idea.with every wrap around her mouth. finally after 6 or seven wraps i tore the tape off.(with considerable effort, mind you. i was later to find out that this duct tape was a construction grade of tape and extremely tough.)
i got up off the floor and surveyed the vision before. ther sat mary lee, age 14, long blond shiny hair, wearing a a short sleeved mini dress, bound with heavy duty duct tape at her ankles, above the knees, elbows(crushed together), and wrists. she was gagged very tightly with a washcloth jammed in her mouth, held there by the same duct tape that was used to bind her.the tape was so tight that it dug into her cheeks, only the upper and lower part of her lips could be seen.

alex

Wed May 27 18:44:41 EDT 1998

ALEX;(in my most menacing burglar voice). listen uo, good looking, i have a freat urge to very tightly hogtie you.
MARY LEE; mmmmmmmppppppfffffff new, new(no no)
ALEX; o.k., i won't do that, if you promise to be a good girl and be real quiet once i stuff you in the closet.

Mary lee just looked at me and defeatidly shook her head up and down. i gently picked her up, opened the closet door, and placed her on her stomach inside the closet. i bent down and looked her in the eye.

ALEX; now, mary lee i know that you are going to be a good girl. i am going to go upstirs and kidnap my little sister. i will bring her down here to keep you company. oh yea, i also know thart joan and vivian are coming over tonight. they also will be joining you girls, down here in the basement. with that, i shut the closet door and headed upstairs to surprise my sister.

alex

Thu May 28 09:30:09 (MEZ) - Mitteleurop. Sommerzeit 1998

Thanks for your post Bill, but I must say that it clearly crossed the line drawn by Canuck and most other posters including myself.
Please continue to post, but publish the sexual parts on some other site, where they are more appreciated.
(Note from Canuck: Bill's story was erased)

Still hoping for innocent stories.

Jonah
jonah@anon.nymserver.com

Thu May 28 20:00:52 UTC+0100 1998

Greetings!

I agree with Jonah - let's keep to innocent stories. By all means bring out the rough-and-tumble of kids' games, but nothing sexual and definitely nothing that could be interpreted as paedophilia, please.

Gillian and rexer are good examples for top-quality content in stories - interesting, compelling and believable, but never sexual. (And Gillian is just about unbeatable for skill in writing in my opinion!)

Jon (McA)

Thu May 28 17:01:26 PDT 1998

I'm going to try to post a story... since I am new to the net I'm not sure how this will work out. I am a writer so I can type and write, but this net thing has me a bit perplexed so give me a bit on formating this thing. I have read the instructions but this is all new to me. I have some great childhood bondage memories that have remained clear to me for about 30 years. So this is basically a test. A little encouragement would be nice. thanks to all; "I'll be back" (another.ID.hint!)

the fish

Thu May 28 17:57:07 PDT 1998

OKDK.IT WORKS
I am going to try to organize these postings in a chronological manner. My first exp with CHB happened when I was about 9 years old...
I left my house one summer day to visit my best friend and next door neighbor. It was only a short hop through the yard and when I arrived there was no need to knock, as I had lived my whole life next door to them. I barged into the kitchen and found Gill's mother working at the counter. I said my required greeting and asked where he was.
"He's upstairs doing somthing with his sisters" was all she said, so I raced through the den and up the stairs to his sister's room. Gill's two sisters occupied the only room on the second floor, so I just barged right in. To my suprise the only one I found was Gill, tied spread eagle to one of the twin beds. His hands and feet were bound with cloth belts from his sisters dresses to the corners of the bed, and his mouth was covered with strips of white tape. I just began to realize what was going on when I was tackled from behind..

THE FISH

Thu May 28 23:17:03 Eastern Daylight Time 1998

Ooh look, another bill :) Hi bill, I also agree that the more sexual stories should be perhaps sent to another forum. To others, distinguish me from the new bill by my email address below of joestar@hotmail.com Bill is my real name, and I go by Bill everywhere I go, and I'm not gonna change it, you'll just have to keep track ;)

Bill
joestar@hotmail.com

Thu May 28 23:58:14 PDT 1998

This is the first CHB experience that I can remember. When I was about 8 years old my best friend Gill lived next door. I headed over to his house one saturday to play. As I entered through the kitchen door, I saw his mother working at the counter. I enquired as to Gill's whereabouts and she told me he was upstairs with his sisters. This seemed a little unusual as Jana and Nora were 5 and 7 years older than us. I should also add that they were very much the tom boy type. Nora being an accomplished figure skater, and Jana was just good at everything. I went up to there room and hearing the TV on, entered without hesitation.
I was shocked to see Gill bound spread eagle to one of the twin beds. He was tied with cloth belts to the bed posts and he was gagged with several strips of medical tape. I was just beginning to study the look of desparation in his eyes when I was tackled from behind. As both girls were much larger than I, there wasn't much of a fight. Almost instantly Nora had me pinned to the bed. When I tried to cry out, Jana stuffed a large sock in my

THE FISH

Fri May 29 13:05:09 (MEZ) - Mitteleurop. Sommerzeit 1998

Hallo!
Here is the encouragement for THE FISH. Please post the rest of your innocent story, I would love to hear the rest.
I completely agree with Jon (McA) that Gillian and rexer are very good storytellers but Jon's stories are not bad either. Martin is also a good writer and I would like to hear from him as long as he keeps it innocent (a little more innocent then his last one).
All the best

Jonah
jonah@anon.nymserver.com

Sun May 31 22:06:45 PDT 1998

Great Website! Here's my contribution I call it

Tying up Sean's Mom I

My best friend as a 14 year old boy was Sean. He was the same age as I and had a single mom. She was about 38 but looked about 25. I swear, she is the lost twin sister of Emma Thompson. (yes, I keep in touch with her and sean. she is now in her fifties but looks like she is in her thirties.She went to a costume party last year as
the Emma Thompson charecter from Sense and Sensibilitythe likeness was striking).She had the reputation of being a free spirit, through likable.She worked as as CPA for a large firm in Northern California.
Sean was very good at tieing knots,and I ,frankly liked tieing girls up (I never knew what Bondage was until later). I had the usual experiences with girls of my age group but the incident I am going to tell sticks in my mind.
Sean was giving me lessons in tying knots after it became apparent I needed them.I had progressed to point where I said I felt it was time to try it on someone. to be continued.

dudalb

Sun May 31 22:17:34 PDT 1998

Tying Up Sean's Mom II.

I had a girl the same age as I down the street in mind but Sean said. 'How about my Mom: I did a double take because I, frankly, had a more than slight crush on Sean's mom."sure,' I said trying to sound nonchalent 'but she had to say ok, I dont want to get in trouble'. No problem, Sean said, 'I practice on her all the time'.
He called his mom and she came in. Mom,she said is it okay it dudalb here practices his Knots on You?
"She though for a moment gave a grin and said Sure but I have to finish a report for work first,It will be about 15 Minutes'.To say I was excited was an nderstatement.Sean got out his rope collction which contained ropes in every length from four to 25 feet. "I'ii ask mom what I can use as a gag" he said. As if on cue Sean's mom called out "If you want to gag me get stuff form the top dresser drawer of my room. It was just washed this morning."I went downstairs carrying Sean's ropes while Sean headed off to Mom's room to get the gags. To be continued.

dudalb

Sun May 31 22:30:41 PDT 1998

Tying Up Sean's Mom III

I went downstaris and Sean's mom was just firnished. I still see the scen as if it were yesterday.Sean's mom had curly redhair down ot thenape of her neck, was wearing black pants and a white blouse and was wearing large rimmed glasses."please don't take my glassed off " she said You know I can't stand be unable to see clearly (Which is true, at a Pinata Party one timeshe made a brave effort to let herself be blindfolded but could not do it.)Sean came in witha pair of white socks and two long scarves.
"Well" Sean;s mom said" I suppose you want my hands behind by back" I mumbled yes and she crossed her wrists behind her. I took a length and begun tying. I was very careful and mothodical; when I put the last know in Sean stepped over and tested the ropes.He smiled "that's an A plus!..I turned sean mom around.She looked for all the worldlike a professional women in a t.v. show who had been kidnapped.I asked her to sit on the couch. She did. Icrossed her anklesand tied them together. And got another A from Sean.At this point Sean's siter bout 16 came in and Said 'Oh tying up mom Again" Sean siad Dudalb here is taking his exam in basic tying.
to be continued.

dudalb

Sun May 31 22:41:49 PDT 1998

Tying Up Sean's Mom IV

Sean sister Meg said Why to I guess I'm going to bbe a future assigment? (She was but that is another story) I took a 25 foot length of rope and
tied Sean's Mom elbows than secured the rest of the length of the rope around her upper body so the her arms as well as her wrist were un movable Another A from sean. I tied her knees together, another A and finally reached the gagging stage.
I took the two socks and without even being askedSeand mom opened wide. I put in the Socks then took the scarf and cleve bound the socks in.THis got only a B ;Make it tigher Sean said, I1ll tell you if it's too tight I did got a A the 2nd try.So Seans mom was now helpless, Tightly bound and securely gagged.Sean said O.K. Mom he said you've got 15 minutes to get loose" and she begun to struggle. Fifteen Minutes later she was still bound and gagged.Sean said "Want to learn how to hogtie some one" I gulped and said yer and under his guidance bound her wrists and ankles together so Her legs were at a 45 angle.Another ten minutes of struggle in vain. Your a prize Pupil said Sean. Now untie her and I did TO Be concluded.

dudalb

Sun May 31 22:52:31 PDT 1998

Conclusion
Tying Up Sean's Mom V

It took about five minutes to untie her. Sean then went to the kitchen to get us some soft drinks. Sean's looked at me and said. "You like tying Up Girls don't you".I gulped and said Yes.She then said workd which I wish would be branded into everyone with an interest in bondage. "It;s okay as long the girls wants to be tied up. Buts it'v very wrong to use force or thrests to make her be tied up."
What prompted me to put this up here it the tying Mummy Up post From Gillian and the others. I wonder IF Sean's Mom was a lot like Gilian's.
I mention this incident occasionaly when Sean and I meet-sometime with his mother who seems to have discovered the fountain of Youth-And we pass if off as kids will be kids, etc. But still it is one of the most memorable incident of my teenage years..

dudalb

Sun May 31 23:56:41 PDT 1998

Having seen my Tieing up Sean's Mom posts I have a apology to make for my grammer, puntcuation and spelling. I write a great deal in my job. so there is no excuse for my poor english in this post.My only excuse is writing about this incident stirred up emotions. I have never told anybody abou this before.
This is a true story>Sean' name is not really Sean but everything else is true.The mom in the story is exactly as I described her. If I ever need an entry in a Emma Thompson look alike contest I know where to go.In her mid fifties she is still very attractive.
I tried to post this to Bon Women BOund and Gagged
web site but it's imposssible to post there.Someone contact Bob and tell him his posting is down.
Gillian is interesting because of her magician's viewpoint,and also her writing skills.
I have a few other teenage incidents to post but That all for now.

dudalb

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