Over the next few days, John and Jeff were acting as if they had never tied us up! They were acting so normal, and there was no talk about it whatsoever during the week. I knew that they were deliberately doing that to make me think it was all over! But I was actually more intuitive than they thought! 

I knew they were as well, probably plotting another attack, so I spent most days in Jenny’s house, planning. To cut a long story short of our planning, we decided to try and lure one of them, (preferably Jeff cos he was the worst) into the basement, and the two of us would jump him from behind, and hold him down! We sort of knew it wouldn’t work, but we wanted to show John and Jeff, that we could play too, and we weren’t afraid of their tie up games!!! So, on Saturday morning, I was at home, my brothers were down in the basement playing the guitar (having a jamming session!), and my parents left, with them in charge! 

Jenny and me planned out for her to come over in about a half an hour to plan attack. I was up in my room getting ready i.e. gathering supplies, rope, and duct tape. I shoved them in my pocket, and went downstairs to wait. I was so nervous, and I was praying this plan would be full proof this time, cos we didn’t really have a plan B, so we would have to improvise if plan A didn’t work!! I paced up and down the living room, breathing slowly, my heart pounding like mad!!

Suddenly, I heard a strange noise from the basement. It was like a mmmppphhh or something, and at first, I decided no, I wasn’t going down, cos I knew my brothers were down there, and I wasn’t falling for anything. But I was a bit intrigued, because, why was there a sound as if someone was gagged?? I threw on my courage, and slowly opened the basement door. I crept down the steps without a sound, and there to my surprise, I saw John, sitting against the wall, bound and gagged!! I was so shocked! 

Did Jeff do this to him? He was nowhere to be seen. I immediately ran over to release my brother’s gag to ask him what happened. Then, my heart sank. As soon as I released his tape gag, he grinned, and showed me his hands! I couldn’t believe it! He wasn’t tied up at all!! He kept grinning, and I was shocked.

“So, that’s trap no.2 you fell into sister!! Ha!”

I just stood up, and walked backwards. I turned around quickly to run, but I walked straight into Jeff!! He grinned evilly at me, and I was walking backwards, not even remembering, that John was behind me! He grabbed me, and hand gagged me, before I could say anything. Jeff walked towards me, and started laughing. Then he reached into my pocket, and pulled out the rope and duct tape!

“Well, well, well! What have we got here, then? You know what happens when you deceive us! We told you not to try and plot anything else!!”

How did they know??!! I never gave any signs of us plotting against them!! At least I don’t think we did!! I was caught again!

“Hhhhhmm, these supplies will come in handy to us!”

This time, they both led me over to a chair in the corner. They sat me down in the chair, and John removed his hand from my mouth, to pull my wrists behind the chair. 

“Owwhh let me go! You won’t get away with thismmmmmmppphhhh!!”
I didn’t see Jeff ripping off three pieces of duct tape, but he quickly stuck them across my face covering my mouth securely. 

“It’s a lot better for all of us, when you’re quiet! Ha ha!”

John crossed my wrists, and then tied them, with the cotton rope I brought from upstairs! Then Jeff tied my ankles together, very tightly! I couldn’t get loose at all!

“You know, you should be more careful when you plan! Especially when you don’t get it to work out!”

Jeff said, while he reached into his pocket. My eyes widened. I knew what was coming. He came over to me, right face to face, and produced a large feather. I started to squirm and squeal through my gag, but it was no use. If I kept on squirming, I would topple the chair over, and the squeals only came out as muffled mmmmppphhhhhs. I had to face the music!

“This is for trying to get revenge, even though you continuously seem to fail miserably!”

Suddenly, John appeared in front of me with an equally large feather. They both ginned evilly, and bent down to take off my shoes and socks! I tried to avoid their feathers, but I knew there was no way out of it! They slowly moved the feather up and down my feet, and I was squealing so loud, the neighbours probably heard!! They were laughing so hard at my predicament, and had to stop, to regain themselves! I couldn’t bear this anymore!! 

Then, the doorbell rang! Oh no!! Jenny! She was coming over in half an hour, and I knew more than that had gone by!! John and Jeff just looked at each other, and smiled. I immediately began to squirm and test my bonds, but the ropes were tied too tight, and it would hurt my wrists, if I tried to twist them around.

“What’s the matter, sister? We won’t be long, we’ll be back!!”

I just looked at Jeff with an evil eye.

“Oh, this will be fun!!!”

John said, as they both ran up the basement steps. They knew who was at the door, and I was trying my best to get free! Then, I stopped, and listened. I heard voices from upstairs, and sure enough it was Jenny. She had no idea she was going to be caught in a trap!! John left the door open, so I could hear what they were saying.

“Hey John, is Laura around? She told me to come over.”

“Yeah, she’s just downstairs at the moment. She’s a bit tied up at the moment, so she can’t come to the door right now, but you can come in!” 

Then I heard him laugh, she fell right into his trap!! I heard a loud mmmmpppphhhh, and I knew Jeff must have grabbed her from behind! I couldn’t believe this was happening to us! Then I saw John coming down the stairs, and Jeff behind, with Jenny still hand gagged. When I saw her, I just rolled my eyes, and tested my bonds again, with bad results!

“You see, Jenny? She’s a bit tied up, so you two can’t plan any more attacks!! Isn’t that right sister??!” 

Jenny eyed me evilly, as if I had told my brothers the plan, but I shook my head vigorously, trying to tell her, I didn’t squeal! Jeff tape gagged Jenny securely, and he sat her in a chair as well. Then John went to work on her wrists. They both worked on her ankles, and then removed her shoes, and tickled her as well! But for some reason, I noticed that she wasn’t tickled half as bad as I was! Only John tickled her, while Jeff stood back to laugh. I laughed at her too, cos I was happy it wasn’t me for once!! Jeff walked over to me and said,

“I don’t know why you continuously laugh at you friend, when you’re gonna get tickled again!!”

I tried to kick him in the shin, but he quickly jumped back, and laughed. John and Jeff stood back, and John said, 

“Let’s play a little game! You both try to escape from the ropes, but if you don’t succeed within 45 minutes, you know what will come!! Ha ha!”

They left us, and we both tested our bonds for ages trying to get free!!! We didn’t want to get tortured, and John and Jeff were both people who kept to their word…………
 

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Were you ever blindfolded, or tied up with rope around your torso, tied to a pole, or even tied up with a younger girl? I'd like to know what other kinds of adventures you've been on.

A person can still suffocate on a duct tape gag. The usual way that happens is the gagged person vomits (for whatever reason) and with no way for the vomit to exit the prisoner's mouth... *shudder*

Bottom line: Never leave a gagged person alone for more than (literally) a second or two. Someone can suffocate and die in the short time it takes for you to go pee or answer the telephone.

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She caught on, and luckily the chair was one of those ones that swivels around. She pulled the chair as hard as she could over to me, and I made gestures with my hands, moving them up and down as if I was trying to get her to push her wrists against mine, so I could pick at her knots. 

Luckily she could understand me, and we were back to back, and I was trying to pick at one of her knots. It was very hard, but finally I managed to find one of them, and I concentrated on trying to free that one, for about 10 minutes!! Finally, with a cramp in my hand, I managed to get one of the knots loose, while Jenny was then able to move her wrists around and gradually free them.

She quickly untied her ankles and removed her gag, and then untied me!!

“Phew!!! That was close! There’s only 7 minutes 10minutes left until my brother’s come back!!”

I said, moving my hand around to get rid of the cramp.

“Well, what do we do now? We can’t stay down here, or else they’ll tie us up again!!”

I stopped and thought for a minute.

“Well, lets just get out of here anyway! Maybe we can split up, or something!! I dunno!”

We crept out of the basement, and went into the hall. I looked up the stairs, to see if I could hear any voices. There was just silence. My heart was pounding like a drum. I didn’t know what to do!

“Er, Jenny, you go upstairs, and I’ll go in the living room, or something!!”

“But what if your brother’s are in their rooms? Then I’ll get caught!! I can’t go up there!!”

I looked around for a better place to hide.

“But there’s no where else to go! Listen, just go upstairs, and go into the bathroom, and lock the door. Then they can’t get you!! That, or go into the linen closet at the top of the stairs, and hide there!! Ok?”

“Yeah, alright, but what are you going to do?”

I stopped, and poked my head around the door of the living room. It was vacant.

“I’ll go into the living room or something, I don’t know. You just make sure you hide somewhere!!”

Without any hesitation, Jenny crept up stairs. I just stood in the hall, and paced up and down, not knowing where to hide from the brother’s from hell!! Then, suddenly, I saw John and Jeff standing in the doorway in the kitchen!! Crap! I never thought if they would be in there!!

“Hhhhhmmmmm seems she’s escaped John. We will have to sort that out now, won’t we?!!”

They both smiled evilly, and then walked towards me! My eyes had the look of fear, and they knew it! I edged backwards, but then broke into a run. I ran into the living room, and then stopped, cos there was nowhere to run anymore! I was in front of the TV, and I slowly turned around. John was slowly walking in the door of the living room, so I decided to run out the other door to the hall. But then, Jeff appeared in that door. And I was cornered! They kept on edging towards me slowly, just grinning in such an evil way!!

“Well, we gotta hand it to you, sister! You escaped from the basement, and I assume your friend escaped too?”

John stopped walking towards me, and then Jeff stopped too.

“Well, duh!!! I wasn’t going to just leave her there for you guys to come along! What type of idiot do you take me for??!”

I felt so happy I could stand up to my brothers!!

“Obviously a very stupid one!! You talk a lot of shit for someone who’s cornered and can’t run anywhere!!”

I stopped feeling good about myself. I didn’t know whether to run, or face defeat….again!! 

“Listen, you may as well accept defeat. We can do things the easy way, or the hard way!!”

Jeff said, as he pulled some rope out of his pocket. My eyes widened at the thought of what “The hard way” meant! I really didn’t know what to do! I decided to run, cos there was a large gap between where John was standing, and where Jeff was standing. I thought if I jumped onto the couch, then my brothers would both run around different ways to catch me, so then I could try and jump over the couch and run out through the door! 

I slowly walked over to the couch, and sure enough my brother’s walked over each side of the couch, to try and block me from getting out. I suddenly jumped onto the couch, and was about to jump over it. I think Jeff was psychic or something, cos he suddenly moved to the centre behind the couch, and I fell right into his arms!! He brought me to the floor, and he held me down quickly before I could move to get free. John ran over and quickly hand gagged me.

“You know, you really don’t listen, do you sister? We told you we could do it the easy way or the hard way, but you never seem to listen to us!!”

My heart started pounding again, cos I didn’t know what they were going to do to me!! John pulled out a roll of duct tape from his pocket, tore off four long strips, and then stuck them over my mouth, pressing them down very securely! I could barely mmmppphhhh at all! Jeff pulled my wrists back, and then tied them together with the cotton rope he pulled out of his pocket. John then did the honours on my ankles. 

“Well now, we did say we wouldn’t tickle you if you could get free in the basement, BUT!! Since you failed to listen to us, and do things the hard way, you will have to pay!!”

I squirmed and struggled against the tight ropes, but it was one-sided competition! They laughed, and hen John said, 

“But we have to find her friend first! Hhhhmmmm, I wonder where she is?? Maybe our darling sister will tell us!”

He pulled the feather out of his pocket, and then Jeff removed my socks! I struggled as hard as I could, but I really needed Jenny there, to help me!! I wondered where she was!

“It’s no use, you aint going anywhere sister!! Ha!” 

As soon as Jeff said that, Jenny appeared at the door, and I mmmppppdd loudly.

“Hey, leave her alone! Catch me…..if you can!! Ha ha! Only if your facts enough!!”

“Get her!! Don’t let her get away!”

John and Jeff immediately left me, and ran after Jenny. I had to hand it to my best friend! She risked herself to save me being tickled! My brothers knew I wouldn’t get loose, so they left me without any hesitation! I heard loud footsteps upstairs, and I was afraid the ceiling would fall in, the footsteps were so loud! I only hoped Jenny was ok! I struggled to get free, so I might be able to save Jenny if she was captured! 

Just then, the footsteps stopped…………

This was 4 years ago, I was 13 and my parents were out for the say, and my brother was sleeping at a friends house. So, for the 6 hours I'd be home alone, I was going to need a babysitter (yes, I suppose you can see where this is going already...) The girl my parents eventually chose was a rather attractive 21-year-old local student. She was around 5'5" with light brown hair that went just past her shoulders. She was wearing slightly flared blue jeans and a skimpy top which showed her belly, it was black and only covered her chest, with straps going over the shoulders, plus trainers on her feet. So, my parents left, and my babysitter sort of watched TV idly, myself sitting on the other sofa. After a while, she decided to get something to eat, and went and sat down in the kitchen at the table. Afterwards, she sat back in the char (a wooden one with no arms) when I decided to play a little trick on her. I went to my dad's tool cupboard and got a roll of black PVC tape out of it. Sneaking up stealthily, I stuck the end of the tape to the back of the seat and wound it once around her and the chair. I then immediately went to remove it, that being as far as I had intended to go, just as a small joke and all. But to my surprise she said smiling "if you're gonna do this, do it in the living room, so I can at least watch TV!" So, I unwound the tape, she picked up the chair and took it into the living room. She then sat on the chair, with her back pressed to the back of the chairand her arms flat down by her sides. "Go on then, tie me!" she said with a smile. I had dreamed of this day, actually being able to tie a beautiful girl up. Wow. So, I wound the tape round her body and chair as before, many times, pinning her to the back of the seat and her arms to her sides. I applied the tape around her chest and belly in a random fashion. She squiremd a little but couldn't move that much. I then wound the tape many times over her thighs and the bottom of the seat. holding her legs firmly down. Tnen I wound the tape 10 or so times around her ankles, making it impossible for her to walk off with the chair still tied to her. She tested her bonds a little more, but couldn't free herself. Unlikely as this sounds, I wasn't actually going to gag her. BUT, she basically asked for it! She said "You'd better make sure I don't disturb you watching the TV by keep asking you to free me". Taking the hint, I suck 4 long strips horizontally across her mouth. I then took my seat back on the sofa (she was to the left of the sofa, by the side of it, in the corner of the room almost.) And indeed, we watched TV (she occasionally squirmed a little. I occasionally actually looked at the TV - SHE was what I mainly watched!) She stayed this way for 3 hours, we watched 2 whole movies with her like this, but then she needed releasing because she needed the toilet. And so that was the end of the game, we never told anyone.
 

And sadly, I'm now 17 - and have never been able to tie any girl up since :(((

I think I should describe Jessica she 13 had black hair and green eyes she was about 5ft6.

I went into her room and she was sitting cross legged on the floor with all the ropes laid out in front of her.

"My my I said arent we egar"

I flipped a coin ,she lost,Ipicked up a piece of rope and moved towards her.

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“ OK Bro, we’ll give you half and hour to try and escape and if you don’t we’ll just have to tickle you…”

I mmmpphheeddd in protest and shook my head vigoursly, but they only laughed harder.

“ Hey you know what, I think we should tie up Sarah (my crush, 14, 5’7”)…And I have her number!”

“ Yeah that’s a good idea!”

And they left, I was squirming hard but to no avail, about 15mins later I heard the doorbell ring and from what I could make out, it was Sarah and the guys had told her that I wanted to see her and that I would be up soon. Then I heard a loud scream and loud thumping footsteps on the living room floor. Then a loud “Thud!” and then a whole lot of laughing and rolling noises and then I saw the guys carrying Sarah who was then tied spread eagle onto the old bed Roy had in his basement. I could tell she was scared she was only wearing a sleeveless top and shorts and no shoes or socks.

“OH MY, MY GOOD BROTHER (In a gospel style) WOULD YOU LOOK AT THE TIME! IT SEEMS THAT THESE SINNERS MUST BE PUNISHED FOR THEIR SINS! AMEN!”

Then I saw Roy come down into the basement with a bucket of soapy water, he began to rub my feet generously with it (Warm soapy feet are most sensitive) and they did the same to Sarah.

“NOW FOR THEIR PUNISHMENT!”

…..but I’m not telling now am I?

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We just got back to my house after seeing a movie at the local theatre. We sat and talked about the movie for awhile. Christie is a girl who likes to be annoying. She was talking about everything but the movie at that time so we were getting annoyed. My friend and another member of our group Karen said, "Christie if you don't shut up we're going to have to tie you up and gag you." Christie being her annoying self said, "I would like to see you try." She put her wrists out in front of her and crossed them waiting for one of us to make a move. I think she knew Karen was bluffing though. But I wanted to tie her up. She sat back down and I said I would be right back as I "went to the bathroom". I went to the basement and grabbed a lot of rope. I would need a lot because Karen was going to help me.

I came back and snuck up behind Christie and handgagged her. I tossed some rope to Karen and told her to tie her ankles. When she started doing that I crossed Christie's wrists behind her back and tied them together. While Karen was getting a drink, I tied around her shoulders and stomach area. Then I took the rope and wrapped it around her body just above and below her breasts. Karen was tying her thighs and knees, above and below. I left to get some duct tape and when I got back Christie was struggling like crazy. She looked very sexy doing that. I took the rope and did a very tight hogtie by pulling the rope through the rope going around her body. Then I pulled it really tight so her hands were touching her feet. Then I took the duct tape and wrapped it around her head 4 times. I picked her up and put her on the couch and then said, "Looks like we're going to have a much quieter evening." She stayed like that for 3 hours then we let her go. She wasn't mad at us though which was good. She said, "I guess I had that coming." Oh she had a lot more coming if she was annoying again.

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I hope you liked my story, It was one of my favorite memories from my late teen years and helped to form my outlooks on tie-up games in my adult years and relationships. Thanks for letting me post it here and for having a safe place to discuss this sort of thing. It's nice to know that I'm not weird and that many people from across the globe enjoy tying and being tied as much I do. To my fellow kidnapers and bondagettes, good luck, and have safe sane fun out there. Thanks again. Shuman 

There was this cute little blonde girl named Judy. Thin, but her face was cute as a button. I was a little shy around her but finally got a conversation going during recess.

One of her girlfriends named Amy along with a guy named Phil came over to join us. After talking for awhile, Amy and Phil suggested that the four of us go out for shakes after school. I looked at Judy and asked her what she thought and she said "cool".

We left school around 3pm and headed over to the local ice cream parlor. Amy, Phil, Judy and I had a great time with our treats. Then Amy whispers something into Phil's ear and while looking at Judy and me starts to laugh and says "yeah".

Judy and I in unison reponded "what?"

Amy and Phil said they had an idea for a game. But Phil said, more later, let's enjoy our shakes and cones for now.

Phil and Amy suggests that Judy and I accompany them over to Phil's house. "You guys make a great couple and I want you to meet my parents" remarked Phil.

Judy and I both agreed.

Upon entering the house Phil had Judy and I sit down on a couch along with Amy. Pretty soon, Phil calls out to Amy to come upstairs. Next Amy calls out for Judy to come upstairs (Amy and Judy were best friends) next Phil calls me to come up.

So curiously I walk up the stairs. "In here" was the unmistakedable voice of Phil. I walked into Phil's bedroom saw Amy but wondered and asked, "Where is Judy?"

Phil responded, "Judy is a little tied up right now but will join us soon." 

Phil then asked me to come over across the room. As I walked past the bed, there was Judy, bound and gagged.

Phil laughed and said "I TOLD YOU JUDY WAS TIED UP" and now it's your turn!

Amy was behind me blocking me from going out the door while Phil tackled me and took me down to the floor. Amy quickly started tying my feet while Phil held me down. Phil was a good 35 lbs heavier than me and a lot stronger.

With my feet retrained, Phil turned me over on my stomach and double chicken winged my arms. I couldn't move. This gave Amy the opportunity to tie my hands securely. Then Phil sat me up, back to back with Judy.

At this point Phil got a rope and started tying us together. I started to ask what was going on but Amy quickly cmamped her palm across my mouth and made it clear that no talking was allowed.

Now tied back to back, Phil just stood over us and handed Amy a piece of duct tape which was quickly placed across my mouth.

Phil then jokingly said that he knew we belonged together and said this was his way of connecting us. Then Phil said that he and Amy had an agenda, started making out and then made wise cracks how nice it was to kiss a beautiful girl and that I should try it but then added sarcastically, "Oh, I almost forgot. Hard to kiss when you are both gagged!"

Phil and Amy left us alone for very brief periods. During those times Judy and I would try something to get loose, but being tied back to back, unable to make eye contact or speak, it was difficult. I tried reaching for her knots but couldn't. I also discovered in trying to untie Judy, that Amy and Phil had placed gloves on Judy so she couldn't use her fingers! We were there for the duration--No Escape!
 

I want to know!

By the way, great story Rachel! 

I was minding my own buissness one day when my first mate, Dan, came to tell me there was a new kid in town. He did a bit of spying and came back telling me that the kid was 14. I am 16, keep in mind, and he was very lucky I was offering freindship. I sent him a letter, inviting him to my group. But he declined so bad that he burned the letter and sent back the ashes. What I wanted from this 14 year old boy was his speed, endurance, etc. He would be an Excellent messanger. He joined up with the dragons, so, I had to trick their foolish leader into giving me Scot. I challenged him to a duel. I also wrote up a contract which he signed. The first game was Red-Rover. How we play Red-Rover, is pretty Complex. You play as you normally would, except, with the kids you break through are your prisoners, If you have a team member that is a prisoner, and you run through them, ypou can either free a teamate, or take a prisoner. We always went for Scot, and we called him over sometimes too. Well, the contract stated that whoever was in the other teams prison box at the end of the games, gets one point, meaning, if the person gets three points, they belong to the other team. The next game we played was Manhunt. We plsy that game the usual way. Well, when we got Scot, we put him in his own prison with his own two guards. At the end of that game, he also had a pount. Belive it or not, we played the next game, Capture the Flag with prisoners. In that game you take prisoners, as well as the flag, whoever is the other teams prisoner, when they GET the flag, then they get a point. Scot got three points. HE belonged to us. So, we took him.

My sory will continue at a later date.

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One day Britney and I went to the beach. After we were laying down for awhile, Britney suddenly asked me if I had ever been tied up or if I had ever done the tying.

"Why do you ask?" I said.
"I was just thinking about it," she responded.
"I've tied up a few people, but I'd rather be tied myself."
"Were you able to get out?"
"Yea, nine times out of ten I could, they never really did a good job."
"Who's they?"
"My ex-girlfriends."
"I bet I could tie you REAL well!" Britney suggested.
My heart jumped at possibly findiing another girl to tie me up.

"Oh yea?" I questioned.
"Yea, and you won't get out!"
"Well let's go find out," I said to her.

With that, we packed up our stuff and headed to her house. Once we got there, she took a shower and suggested that I take one too since the sand will probably make me itchy and if I was to be tied and not get out, it would be rather uncomfortable. I agreed and went and took one.

I came out with just a towel wrapped around my waist and went into her room. To my surprise, she wasn't there. I looked around for a few seconds and then out of nowhere I feel this wet cloth on my face covering my nose and mouth. I tried to yell but couldn't.

"I'm chloroforming you, pretend to pass out," she instructed.

With that, I mocked passing out and fell back into her arms where she placed me on her bed.

I heard her rummaging through some stuff and then she rolled me onto my stomach. She proceeded to tie my hands behind my back rather tightly. When she was done, she tied my ankles and above and below my knees totally immobilizing me!

"Try to get out," she said.

I feebily tried to move, but couldn't. I tried to twist my wrists out of the rope but couldn't. I squirmed around for about 15 minutes before she helped me up and moved me to the chair by her desk. From there she proceeded to tie my hands behind the chair with even more rope!

"You can't get out, can you? she inquired.
"Umm...it doesn't look that way," I said.
"Well good, I need you to stay in one place for a little bit," she said.
"Why?"
"You'll find out soon enough," she said evilly.

She went out of the room and I heard her open her linen closet door and walk into the bathroom. She turned on the faucet and I guess went to the bathroom because I heard the toilet flush too.

When she came back, she had 4 wet washcloths, duct tape, and some socks.

"What is all that for?" I asked.
"Shut up!" she said and proceeded to stuff 2 of the washcloths into my mouth. I tried to spit them out, but she immediately started plastering strips of the duct tape over my packed mouth. She started by putting a strip over the middle of my mouth to seal the cloth in. Then she put one right under my nose and one over my lower lip. She concluded with wrapping even more tape around my head about 4 times effectively sealing the washcloths in my mouth. I thought she was done there, but boy was I wrong! I guess she thought the tape wasn't enough, so she then took one of the other washcloths and tied it around my taped mouth with a sock. She did this in almost the same way she used the tape. The first sock was tied in the middle of the washcloth, the second over my upper lip, the third over my lower lip and the last one over my chin to hold the washcloth securely. She later told me it was for "extra security." As she stood back to admire her work, she told me to try to yell. I got just enough air in through my nose to make a decent attempt but only a shallow "mmph" came out. To my surprise, she told me I was still too loud! I was thinking that she was crazy, but she was definately serious!

Britney went into her closet and pulled out an ACE bandage 4" wide and about 2ft. long! As my eyes widened in horror, she proceeded to wrap the bandage over EVERYTHING that was tied around my mouth! However, when she was halfway through the bandage, she looked on her dresser and saw one washcloth remaining.

"What shall I do with that?" she asked with a small gleam in her eye.

She took the washcloth, folded it into a rectangle and placed it over my eyes. She then took the rest of the ACE bandage and wrapped that over the washcloth and my eyes, blinding me! The only thing not wrapped with anything was my nose. She obviously realized this and said to me:

"What should I wrap over your nose?"
I immediately began shaking my head profusely hoping she wouldn't try to smother me. Luckily she was just kidding, LOL. Instead she told me to try to get out again. Of course I couldn't, but she left me struggle for a little over an hour while she watched soap operas after which she decided to tease me a little, which led to other things.

When we were all done, she asked me if her tying and gagging were good. I told her they were the best by far that I've ever experienced. We continue to do this on an almost regular basis and it's rather fun.

Sorry if this story's a little dull, it's 2am and I'm kinda tired. Let me know what you think.

James

I've asked around and haven't found anyone who uses them.

By the way, To Lee:
We didn't tickle each other in the closet.

On this day, Dan lost the poker game and got tied up. Don picked how to tie him and went to work. Don put Dan under a small wooden table, tieing his two ankles apart to the cross beam near the floor. Taking off Dan's shoes and socks made the future obvious. Next, Dan's hands were tied together in front of him, and the rope was threaded through a support that held the table's legs to the top. For a ten year old, Don tied excellent knots. I know, I had been on the recieving end more than once. Then Don added a gag. We didn't use gags too often, we prefered blindfolds, and we enjoyed hearing each other swear at the torture. For a gag, Don used a small wiffle ball (a plastic ball that is full of holes for breathing) and tied it in place with a bandana. The Don really shocked me. I think my eyes opened wider than Dan's did. Don pulled a pair of real handcuffs out of his pocket. he had to work around the rope to put them on, and listening closly, I could almost make out Dan saying "That's not fair!" though the MMMPs of the gag. 

Don started timeing as Dan pulled uselessly at his bonds. The two minutes came and went and off we went after Dan's helpless and horribly sensitive feet. Have you ever heard a gagged boy laughing uncontrolably? It wasn't pretty. After a minute or two his mom came in. Don and I both froze. His mom bent a bit to look at her son. Here it came. She looked at his face, and through the gag and his gasping laughter, he was trying to say "handcuffs", but you wouldn't know it unless you knew it. Mom looked at his face and did not bend low enough! she didn't see the cuffs! "not too much longer now." she warned.

We eagerly returned to poor Dan's feet. I'm sure we got him cussing a blue streak, but we couldn't make out any of it through his gasping laughter. after another couple of minutes him mom came back in. She told us it was enough and time to let him out. We replied that we would right away, and no more tickling for this session. The she took another look and this time she saw them. You could not imagine the rage on her face. She ordered an immeadiate realease and once Don let Dan out, she grabbed the cuffs. She demanded to know where they had come from and Don just kind of stared silently. She confiscated the cuffs which suited me just fine. I had been afraid she would insist on Dan getting some payback. Thankfully not. She didn't say anything to us after that, and soon I left. It's funny. Don was angry and scared at being caught. I was angry at Don for not saying they were his and where he got them. His mom was angry at us for the whole situation, and only poor Dan wasn't angry.

When I got home I had a nasty surprise. Him mom had called my mom, and blamed the handcuffs on me. I told the truth. They weren't mine, and I did not know where they come from. I was not believed and got grounded for two weeks. I woudl gladly have volunteered to be be tickled in handcuffs twice as long as Dan, compared to the grounding, disbelief and attitude I got from the whole business. That was pretty much the last time we played that game. 

"What should we do now?" asked Jesse.

"I dunno, any ideas? replied Elise.

"I have an idea, follow what Im doing," said Jesse with an evil sound in his voice.

Then he bent down by my feet and started to run his fingers up and down my barefeet. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! I started screaming. I looked over and Elise just removed Dan's socks and started tickling his barefeet with her long nails. Me and Dan were both screaming. (Jesse knew my feet were extremely hyper-ticklish because one day we were sitting in a tree and I fell and got my feet stuck in a branch and was hanging upside down, then he removed my socks and started tickling me. I told him to stop cuz they were my worst spot, but that's a different story.) 

Anyway they were still carrying on and Jesse pulled a medium sized brown feather out of his pocket. He got the feather from ealier when we were walking around, he likes birds and collects feathers. (Dont ask me why, he's weird.) He started going in between my toes with it. I started screaming even louder. Then he stopped, but not for long. Him and Elise switched. Now Jesse was tickling Dan's feet with the feather, and Elise was using her nails. I was still screaming, but the feather tickled alot worse. After a while they stopped. They got us good, but we were going to get them back.............I might continue later....................Feedback at my email please :-)
katief6789@yahoo.com 

Got to go for now but that was just the beginning of my first time being tied up....more later.

Kristy 

James

Mark

One weekend in the beggining of summer after school's out , me and my 5 other friends have a major paint ball war and camp out.My five friends are (fake names) Jerry ,Mark ,Steve ,Amy and Crissy.We all around 15 years old.Now I before I go any further I should probably tell something about myself that is relevant to the story.Although I don't like to brag everyone that knows me will tell you I am a master marksman. Be it Hunting bow , rifle ,sling shot or in this case paintball I have very good aiming skills which is why my friends nicknamed me sniper.But on to the story , Amy has a cabin by the lake with two sort of campsites and a maze of trails connecting them so its a sweet place to have paint ball fights.But an interesting twist we only put into the game recently is you can capture someone and tie and gag them.Since none of us are decent knot makers we all use duct tape since its easier and a good gag(my favorite by the way)
To capture someone you had to hit them anywhere besides the head or chest which were kill shots and you would be out of the game.If you were hit elsewhere you had to sit down and wait for the person to come and capture you if he didn't come for some reason after a certain time you could get up and leave.The game ended when one team was either captured or killed.But I hope I haven't bored you with details so here we go.We arrived at the cabin at about 3:30 pm and we immediately started for the two campsites to pitch the tents which would serve as bases then teams were chosen.
The teams were me chrissy and mark against Jerry ,Steve and Amy.With that done the stage was set and we went to our bases.

"What should we do first guys?" Chrissy asked.Mark shrugged but I said "I will do some spying on them". "Ok go" Mark said "We'll wait here for your report" Then we started giggling cuz lets face we are not a serious bunch of people and talking like that just struck us as funny.Any way I set off into the bush not on the trail since I'm a sniper and stick to the trees for cover.To describe what I was wearing I had on my favorite army camoflouge I got for my birthday so it provided great protection since people couldn't see me very well.I also had my special paint ball gun which has I nice scope on it so I can be decently far away and take a shot.Anyway I was creeping along and hello I spotted Steve walking along the trail rather slowly.Now my first mistake was getting closer (I have a bad habit of trying to get as close as I can for fun to people) my second mistake was toying with Steve.I was only about 10 feet from him and I aimed a shot to the right of his head and pulled the trigger.The shot splattered on a tree beside him.All of a sudden He pointed in my direction and yelled "SNIPERS HERE" Suddenly Amy and Jerry popped out of the bushes and saw me instantly and painted me in both of my thighs.DAMMIt I thought but there was nothing I could do.They walked over to me and pulled out a roll of duct tape and wrapped it a few times around my wrists behind my back."Lets go Sniper"Amy said.Steve couldn't stop laughing at my error.
We walked back to their base where I was sat on a stump where my legs were taped.Then Amy walked over to me and pulled off a long piece of tape and carefully placed it over my lips.She then she sat down on my knee "Thank you Sniper, we couldn't have down it without you". I was puzzled at what she ment so Jerry stepped in."We knew we couldn't have risked an attack on your base with you around so we waited and set up a trap knowing you would try your little recon sniper thing" he said."And now that your safely away at our base it should be easy to overun your allies."She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek(Did I mention that Amy has short black hair great body and is a huge flirt? she does it to all of us)Then she said "Hog tie him in the tent.We'll have a snack and then go finsih them off!"I was carried to the tent layed down on a sleeping bag and securely hog tied.I tried moving and wriggling but it was no use I was stuck good.For awhile I listened to them talk couldn't quite hear what they were mumbling but then I heard a few laughs with foot steps coming to the tent.Steve opened up the tent and he had a huge mustard stain on his pants.I immediately started giggling even though my mouth was taped shut.He slapped me lightly on the cheek and said"You won't be so funny after we get snipe so lay quiet there while I change.He threw a towel over my head so I couldn't see him change and withdrew it after he was done."Bye Bye Sniper" he said All I could say back was "mmmmmmmmppphhhh!" He said something else but I wasn't listening I was staring at his discarded pants lying beside me or more specifically the shiny object in the pocket he forgot about.His pocket knife!!I heard them leave and made my move.I rolled on to my side and tried to grab the knife from his pocket.It took a few tries but I finally clenched it in my taped hands.In a few short minutes I was free!
I grabbed a spare roll of duct tape and left the tent.I walked over to the stump and almost laughed from the irony.My paintball gun!I was amazed they didn't take it with them but there was no time to think about that I had to go and help my teammates.I started off but stopped suddenly and I thought "They have made it there already and have probably captured someone.They might even be on their way back maybe I should for them hear? I walked into the bush for about 20 feet and squatted behind a rock I had a clear view of their campsite so all I had to was wait.A few minutes past when I saw movement on the trail.When they came into view I was glad I stayed behind.Amy walked proudly up front while Jerry and Steve carried Crissy who was taped around her wrists and feet and torso.She also had a large amount of tape on her mouth.They entered the camp and sat their captive on the stump."Well with Crissy captured and Mark been killed I'd say the game goes to us."Amy gloated "go get other prisoner would you Jerry?" She asked. Jerry walked over and unzipped the tent and immediately cried out "Oh Shit , he's gone" They started looking around into the bush worriedly.Through the cross hairs I could've easily painted Jerry or Steve but Amy was behind Crissy and once the action started it would've got bad."Do you think he's watching us?" asked Steve "Hmmm I'm not sure but I bet he went and tried to help at his own base it takes awhile to get there by bush and not by trail so who knows?"Amy said "Well he's probably talking to Mark right now."Jerry decided."We have to be ready for him."
"Well I can't wait anymore I've been holding it for a long while I'm going to pee by the beach before I explode!"said Steve."Take your gun with just incase Steve"Amy said.With that Steve started along a trail that led to the beach shore.I couldn't believe my luck or their carelessness.I silently followed Steve to the beach with him always in my cross hairs.

that is part one I'll be back in a bit for the conclusion what did you guys think?it was a fun summer!

Thanks for reading guys .Comments are appreciated and let me know if you wanna hear more I have stories that don't involve the camp and some that do.Thanks again

We were hangin out at my house first before I went to his house to sleep over. We were playing on the computer when we got into the topic of the basketball team. He was on the team this year for his middle school team, and I was on my middle school team last year. We got into the topic of the uniforms, and I told him that our coach had made us wear either briefs or compressoin shorts instead of boxers. My mother, being wierd, made me wear briefs, but now I don't have to wear them anymore. For the practices however, she made me wear boxer-briefs, which are like boxers only they fit like briefs. We decided to call these death clothes, and I told him that if he made me angry he would have to wear them.

We went to his house, and I bet on a game. The person who loses wears the death clothes. I won and I made him wear the boxer briefs (this was late at nite). I then convinced him to let me tie him up in them, because I told him that I beat him 3 times, therefore I should get to do something else...

I have to go! Sorry I can't finish! I'll continue later.

Hope you guys liked it! I would like some feedback!

The rope was about 20 feet long and she had it loosely wrapped around her hands. That was about the best he could ever do and she seemed to be just playing along. I was about to take the rope when she told me not to pull to hard or the rope would fall off. I agreed and told her I knew and explained he ties me up as well.
I told her I could tie it a little better, explaining to her that this way she would not have as much trouble keeping the rope on. She agreed but said told me not to tie her to tight. I assured her I wouldn't and started to unwind the rope. Brandon started protesting, he did not want her to get away but we convinced him that I was only doing it a little tighter. He seemed happy with that and watched as I started to work.
All I did was take the rope and find the center, I looped the rope around so that it had two slip knots close together in the middle of the rope. I told her to put her hands through each loop and then took the long ends and pulled them tight closing the loops around each wrist. This held her hands tightly together. She started getting a little nervous so I showed her how easy it would be for her to escape, by pulling her hands apart the long ends of the rope would slide and the loops would open up. This satisfied her and I returned the long ends of the rope to Brandon. he pulled his rebound captive around the yard a little more.
After a few minutes of this he tells her he needs to go to the bathroom. 
She starts teasing him that when he goes inside she will escape. No sooner than she gets this out of her mouth he pulls her over to me again for me to guard while he is inside.
It was going to look really weird me standing outside wearing a two piece bathing suit holding the end of a rope that was tied to a girl I had just met five minutes before . 
I wanted her to stay tied up but Didn't want to stand out in the open either I had an idea that would get me off the hook. I suggested we tie her to the oak tree in their yard. Brandon's only reply was you do it for me.
I told him to bring her to the tree, I had her sit down with her back against the tree I had her cross her legs, what I call Indian style. Taking one end of the long rope that was tied to her wrist I wrapped it around the tree and tied it to her left ankle, then taking the other end wrapping it in the other direction tying it off to her right ankle.
I noticed that she didn't realize that the way she was tied the slip knots would no longer work, if she tried to pull her hands apart the way it was tied to each ankle would make it impossible, also it was impossible for her to stand up or straighten out her legs. Brandon started toward his house so I went back to my sun bathing she replied thanks a lot as I walked away. I made my way to my place in the sun and positioned myself in such a way that I could see her every move. 
It only took a few minutes before she realizes she can not escape. I watch her as she twist a turns tryng to look at the knots.
After a while of struggling she starts calling me .She calls me back over .I start back across the yard to where she is tied she starts laughing and tells me " you tied me too tight I can't get loose.
I laugh and tell her I thought that was the whole Idea of being tied up.
I get on my knees in beside her ,she says just untie my ankles that way I can get free.
Thats when I decide to have a little fun. She seemed to be in a good mood about the whole thing so I thought I would play with her for a while. I reached up and pulled the scrungy holding her hair back off and streched it over her eyes. Her long brown hair falls free and she starts twisting her head from side to side trying to find some light in her make shift blind fold.
She turns her head in my direction and says are you having fun? I reply yes aren't you?
she says no not really .Now take that off my eyes and untie my ankles. I tell her she will have to wait .She says "WHAT DO YOU MEAN WAIT??? I tell her "I don't want Brandon mad a me for letting you go".With that said she re news her fight against her bonds twisting and turning trying to find so slack in the ropes that would let her escape.Gritting her teeth at me she demands "LET ME GO"!!!
I say NO NO!! now just behave until he gets back or else!!!she replys "OR ELSE WHAT?I give her a quick tickle on the ribs ,she jerks and starts rocking back and forth as much as her bonds will let her, and says "OK OK DON"T TICKLE ME". 
I'm now starting to enjoy my new found power over my new friend.It was amusing how easy it was to make her behave. If she called for help I would just cover her mouth with my hand and give her a good tickle. After a while all I needed to do was threaten to tickle her and she would calm down. 
Too soon Brandon returns wearing a towel for a cape, he also thinks he is Batman .He is eating a bunch of gummy bears.No sooner that he walks up. she Says "TELL HER TO UNTIE ME BRANDON" .He says NO and I reply HA HA HA .I tell her I always wondered what it felt like to be tied up but was afraid ask anyone to do it.She says WELL UNTIE ME I"LL TIE YOU UP AND YOU CAN SEE FOR YOUR SELF"!!
I tell her no way especially when I'm only wearing a small swimsuit.
she says "I HOPE YOUR ENJOYING THIS !!!HOW LONG ARE YOU GONNA KEEP ME HERE???.I laugh and tell her maybe all night.
I then ask Brandon for some gummy bears he gives me the bag and I ask her if she wants some she says no but I insist..I put a few in her mouth which she quickly spits out .I say " Now Now you Gotta Eat.She says "I DON"T WANT ANY LET ME GO!!!!!!"
So I shove a few more in her mouth and cover it with my hand "Now Swallow!!!I hold her there until she eats them . after a while I decide its time to let her go.So I untie her left ankle then her right .as fast as I can I run inside and lock the door.As I run across the yard she says "That's ok I'll get you some time" And she did But I'll save that for another Time. 

Nikki

Old fashion Caught Snooping or ADIDAS style, I mean. Only that... with stories... and starring boys too

John walked into the living room, and just as he appeared in the door, I suddenly jumped off the chair, and onto his back. He got such a fright; we both fell to the floor with a crash. 

“What the fuck? What are you doing????!!!”

John was really confused, but I held on tight to him, so he couldn’t pull me of him! He tried to stand up, and as he did, suddenly someone pulled me off him. It was Jeff!

“What are you playing at, you idiot?!”

Jeff said, as he grabbed me. Well, at least I tried!!

“Hey, get off me!!” 

I protested as Jeff held my arms behind me. John stood up, and looked at me shaking his head in disappointment.

“No sister, that’s not how you attack someone, this is how!!”

Jeff let me go, and sort of pushed me into John, who twirled me around, and sent me to the floor. He came down after me, and grabbed my waving wrists. He pulled them back behind me, and sat on my legs, so I couldn’t kick him.

“See? That is how you attack someone! You have much to learn! Ha ha!”

“Yeah, I nearly had you, if it wasn’t for Jeff!!”

I said angrily. Jeff went out of the room, and then came back with 2 bandanas. He tossed one of them over to John who tied my wrists tight with it. John then pulled out another bandana from his pocket, which had a knot in it. He quickly gagged me with it, and I didn’t have much luck trying to shout. Jeff came over with the other bandana and tied my ankles together tightly. Then, to make matters worse, John tied duct tape over the knots, so I couldn’t pick at them!! 

“There! That should hold you!”

Jeff said, as they both stood up to go out of the room. I was expecting tickle torture, but thank god, they didn’t!! This time was the worst, cos my wrists and ankles were tied so tight, and the duct tape wrapped around them was even worse! The Jeff came back down stairs. He went over to the TV and turned it on MTV.

“Thought you would want something to listen to!! Ha ha!”

His usual sarcasm annoyed me. I was lying on the floor for about half an hour listening to crappy bands like Good Charlotte, and Eminem!! Then Justin T. came on with Rock Your Body, and I have to admit, I always liked that song, and had a secret love for him! ;)

Finally after about 45 minutes, my brothers came down stairs. Jenny was walking behind them, and they all came into the living room. They took no notice of me, and just sat down to watch MTV! I mmmppphhhdd impatiently, and then John laughed, and they both untied me! Again, we all laughed it off. For some reason, it was kinda fun! Jenny was tied up as well upstairs, and they must have untied her too.
Later that day when Jenny was gone home, I pleaded with John and Jeff to teach me the ropes, so at least when they captured me, I would have at least a chance to get free! Jeff said,

“No, we couldn’t do that, then it wouldn’t be fun anymore!”

John agreed, and they both went upstairs. I figured that them tying me and my best friend up, was like an enjoyment for them. And they didn’t want anything to ruin it! I mean, it wasn’t every day they tied me up, cos they had lives too, you know! They both had jobs, and went out nearly every Friday and Saturday nights, with their friends! After a couple of occasions of them tying me up, I began to see the funny side of it. I mean, it was kinda fun having your brothers chasing you around the house and tying you up!
They never did it to hurt me or anything, just for fun!

The funniest thing about it all was that our parents had like no idea about any of this going on!!! It always happened when they went out. It made the days more interesting though!

I can recall another time quite recently as a matter of fact, when Jeff and John had their little fun and games! But it’s very long so I’ll post it seperatly!

I know, my posts are like Angie Federico's, and my brother has the same name as her brother!! *Freaky!!

I was a bit edgy posting at first, cos I thought people would think I was making it up cos they're both similar, but i swear on my like they're true!

We were playing another game today, and we bet that the loser had to wear "death clothes" which in this case it was briefs. I also added that the winner could decide what to do with them after this. I won, so he went and changed into the briefs.

I decided that I would tie him in them. I took out 2 20' ropes and tied his hands in front of him palm to palm. Then, I tied his hands to the head of his bunk bed, then tied his feet in the dame fashion to the bottom. He was now tied hands overhead to his bed. I then started to tickle him. He was only wearing briefs, and he was struggling hard to break free of my grasp. Then I decided enough was enough, and untied him.

Sorry it was short but I'm in a rush. Hope you liked it!

One day I was over Britney's house and her older sister, Jessica, came home from the store. It was early in the afternoon and there was no one home. Britney was watching soap operas and I was playing around on her computer when all of a sudden I felt something poke me in the back and a girl's voice say to me, "This is a stick-up! Get up and walk over to the bed." I looked to my side and saw Britney standing there grinning so that meant that Jessica was the one "holding" me up. I tried to ask what they were up to, but Jessica quickly covered my mouth with her hand as her other hand was still pointed at my back. Jess commanded to her younger sister, "Get something to tie him up with." Britney disappeared down the stairs as Jess told me that if I yelled or tried to get anyone's attention that I would be sorry. Of course, with me being the antagonist, I tried her. I yelled for all I was worth (not that it would have done any good because there was no one home) all the while Jess was telling me to shut up. Finally she had had enough and clamped her hand back over my mouth. 

Jess was 23, blonde hair, blue eyes, athletic with long legs so she didn't have too much of a problem holding me still, however I still put up a fight. I flipped her onto the bed and we wrestled for a little bit until Britney came back with a whole bunch of rope. 

"Help me tie him!" Jess yelled to her sister.

I wasn't having a very hard time with Jess but once Britney came back, I was being double teamed and couldn't fend both of them off anymore. Britney grabbed my ankles and tied them together then she helped her sister tie my hands behind my back. They flipped me over, sat me up and tied above and below my knees then tied some more rope around my chest pinning my arms to my sides and making it rather impossible to move. They then rolled me off the bed and sat me in computer chair and began tying my hands to the chair as well. I was beginning to wonder where this was all leading to, when finally Jessica told me.

"You're our hostage now!"

"Yea, we've been planning this for weeks," Britney chimed.

I wasn't too unhappy about my situation except for maybe being overpowered by two girls but they are both extremely good looking. Britney is 21, light brown hair, blue eyes athletic and long legs just like her sister. They both go to the gym almost everyday so they're definately in shape.

"So now what?" I asked.

"Now we have some fun," Jessica told me.

"Britney, go get the 'materials'."

As soon as she left, Jess straddled me in the chair and told me that they were going to have to "knock me out", but that she wasn't going to wait for Britney to come back and that she'd do it herself. She covered my mouth with one hand and pinched my nose shut with the other, effectively sealing off my airway. I struggled to get free, but I couldn't move because of the ropes. She looked into my eyes and said that she was going to make me pass out. Just when I was about to lose it, Britney came back with their "materials", saw what Jess was doing to me and yelled, "Jess, we don't do that anymore! Let him go!"

Jess looked at me and let go. "Fine!" she said and then gave me a wry smile. Britney had come back with a whole mess of stuff. She had washcloths, duct tape, bandages, cheesecloth and a few towels. I had no idea how they were going to use all of the things they had, but somehow they did. 

Jess told Britney to "go ahead and get started" and she walked over to me with one of the washcloths in her hand, got behind me and clamped it over my nose and mouth. 

"This is so you don't fight with us anymore when we try to tie you...pretend to pass out." After a brief struggle, I "passed out" and went limp. To my surprise, they started to untie me but quickly learned it was just so they could tie me better than they had before since I was struggling with them. After they undid all the rope, they stripped me down to my boxers and wrapped a towel around my waist. Jess then straddled me in the chair again while Britney tied my hands behind the chair with the rope. While that was happening Jess took up the washcloth Britney had used to "knock me out" and clamped it over my nose and mouth again. I pretended to already be knocked out but it was hard to breathe since the washcloth was wet. 

"Jess!" Britney yelled

"Relax, its just till you're done tying him. So if I were you, I'd hurry up." Jess retorted.

Just as I was about to pass out for real, Britney finished tying my hands and ankles again. Jess took the washcloth off my face and went to the next step. She took some more rope and again tied above and below my knees but this time she took the other towel and wrapped it around my legs. I had no idea what she was doing until I heard the duct tape rip! I quickly came out of my "knocked out" state and asked her what she was doing. She told me that they were going to wrap me up so I wouldn't get free. I tried to tell her that what they had done was enough but Britney covered my mouth and put a stop to that. Jess took the tape and started wrapping around the towel that was around my legs and came all the way up to my thighs. Then she wrapped more tape around my already tied hands behind the chair. 

"There," Jess said, "try to move."

I tried to move but coudn't budge.

"Good," Britney said, "onto part 2!"

"You're not done???" I yelled.

"Not even close," Jess and Britney said together.

So here I was, tied, taped and completely helpless with two beautiful girls as my captors. Could I really complain? Technically I could, but that wouldn't last for long...

"Open wide," Jess cooed as she stuffed a washcloth into my mouth, "good, now one more," she then stuffed a second into my already packed mouth, "excellent, now try to talk." I only managed a few mmphs and jumbled words but at the same time I was trying to spit the two cloths out of my mouth. Jess saw this and quickly told Britney to take care of it. 

Britney stuffed the one washcloth back into my mouth that I managed to spit out, then had her sister hold them in with her hand while she prepared the wrappings. She took a washcloth, folded it in half and wrapped it around the center of my mouth with a sock, effectively cleave gagging me while also covering my mouth as well. I thought that's all she would do, but she then took 3 more socks and tied them all around the washcloth. 

"Try to yell," she said. I yelled and it was pretty loud, so they both decided that I had to be gagged better. Jess grabbed one of the bandages and another washcloth. She folded the washcloth in half as her sister did to the first one, had her sister hold it over my mouth, and proceeded to wrap the bandage and the washcloth around my mouth. Britney then took the duct tape and wrapped that over everything and told me to try to yell again. Again, I yelled but this time it wasn't even a yell. It was more like a dull peep. Jess didn't think the gags were effective so she took the roll of cheesecloth that Britney had brought up and began wrapping it around everything that was already over my mouth. She even wrapped it under my chin and around my head, so it looked like I had a giant toothache! This was rather effective though because I couldn't open my mouth at all and it was forced shut over the washcloths that were gagging me. 

"Don't we have to blindfold him too?" Britney asked.

"Oh yea, I forgot about that," Jess giggled.

She took yet another washcloth and tied it over my eyes with a sock, effectively blinding me. So here I was, bound, gagged and blinded by my girlfriend and her sister and there was nothing I could do about it. Not that I really wanted to of course! 

"Try to yell now," Jess instructed. I did as she said but couldn't make any noise whatsoever. Unfortunately, Jess didn't think the gags were good enough.

"We have to do something else, he's still too loud."

"What else could we do, Jess? He's helpless."

"I have an idea," Jess said.

I didn't find out till later what she used to do this, but she took the last washcloth and tied it under my nose, smothering me! I was wrapped in tape and towels, gagged with about 4 washcloths, blindfolded and now I was being smothered! I struggled to get free but couldn't even move...let alone breathe!

"No! We're not going to do this to him! He's helpless enough," Britney said as she untied the washcloth from my nose.

"We'll just see if he can get free, instead." They let me struggle for about 3 hours before they let me go. When I asked Jess about the smothering, she just told me that it was all in good fun. Overall the experience was fun and I would do it again.

Maybe Canuck can start a "contact" page...

(Virginia BTW)

<3 GlitterGal <3

I don't know if this counts as a story, but I can tell you about my 'prisoner transport kit'. It is quite simple really: all I do is get some legcuffs (you can buy them in many joke shops - they say on them that they are for 'official police use'), a pair of handcuffs (again joke shop) and a length of chain to attach the two together. The best chain to use is the kind which people like to attach to their wallets and it dangles from their belt at the front to their back pocket where the wallet is. That seems to be the fashion nowadays, the chain wallet, I mean. It is just about the right length.
I often 'dress up' in this 'outfit'.
It it also good to have a special belt so you attach the chain and the cuffs to it - you can get thick leather belts with a serious of 'rings' on it. I have one.
Well, put on the belt. 
Put on the leg cuffs.
Attach one end of the chain (the one with the attachment for the belt) to the MIDDLE of the leg-cuff chain (leg cuffs give limited movement for walking, but obviously the chain is much longer than a handcuff chain) and then attach the other end of the chain to the handcuffs (if you need to use safety pins etc. to get the ensemble to come together, fine.). 
Attach the handcuffs to your belt so that they are above the middle of your legs).
Then put your hands in the handcuffs and you'll look like one of those prisoners being transported to maximum security with your legs and hands cuffed so you cannot go anywhere.
One tip I would make. Don't lose the key of the leg-cuffs or handcuffs. It may be embarrassing trying to explain to somebody else what you are doing. I think a good compromise is to use gimmicked handcuffs so that escape is easier (a good magic shop should have them). I have found that even with a key handcuffs can be tricky enough to open, depending on how awkward it is to reach the keyhole. If your hands are cuffed behind your back
(not in this case) in the classic 'arrest' position, it is virtually impossible to open handcuffs even with a key.
A good webpage I have found which shows handcuffs etc. in use is http://www.alexhandcuffs.com/ (it shows picture demonstrations of how handcuffs are used by law enforcement etc. and has no bondage content). 
Also, if you ever wanted to go to a costume party, the above 'outfit' would be good. Get a friend to go as the cop and get yourself one of those orange prison uniforms and you're all set! (Of course, your outfit might be a little restraining, so you'd have to agree not to wear the restraints all night, in case you want to eat, drink, dance, or go to the toilet).

Do you have any more to tell of other times?

After Sam its been hard trying to find another tie up partner (I dont like to use the word "Bondage Partner" cause it sounds too kinky), any girl I've been intrested in has dismissed the idea when I've suggested it to her or called me a freak.

As for not finding another tie-up partner, I think the best way to approach this is gradually. Let tying up become just "something that happens" while you're goofing around, and maybe, just maybe, it could take off from there. It's all luck. If you come off as too eager about tying up, then that would send the wrong idea to people.

Perhaps other readers here could offer more suggestions?

One more thing - I get called "PH" a lot, but my name is actually a reaction to "Richard UK's #1 Fan", and I thought if he could worship his favorite author publicly (which I honestly found annoying), then so could I. So therefore, I am not PH and I am not Sweden's (the country) #1 Fan - heck, the only thing I know about Sweden as a country is that it's the country where Battlefield 1942 (an awesome PC game) was created. Instead I am "PH Sweden"'s #1 fan.

Anyway, please tell your other stories sometime, as I'd love to read them!

By the unwise use of a net pic, she proved herself to be a very talented fiction writer, whose only crime was in posting a ficticious story to a true stories site.

I would encourage Nikki to keep writing, just not on this board.

It seems this horse is dead now, and we can quit beating it.

Nikki, I hope you haven't gone yet, and I hope you'll stay. Let the critics scream and we'll all ignore them. If a critic screams on the internet, and no one listens, do they really make a noise?

That goes to anyone who is 11-18 years old and wants to swop stories.

Just email me. Caleb_spink@hotmail.com

IMHO the few ppl that 'outed' Niki for the 'fake pics'I think were pissed 'cause they belived 'her',until the fake pics."she" did a good job,and everthing was very belivable.Niki asked if 'we' would rather read the boreing stories of what realy happened. Well me peroanly,yes I would.Granteded not as entertsing,,,but to me the 'truth factor" out weighs the other.Mind you I am not against 'made up stories" and I think Nikis stories came from the roots of the trugh. Why? She made a point of saing her freinds wigged out if she talked to much about playing tie up games.How many of us went through that?
Now Niki got all bent out of shape 'cause 'she' got caught,in a LITTLE"fib"They only thing I have to say to her,abiut that...You got caught,NO bigge,,get over it,and dont be so senstive :)I saw maybe 3 ppl post "I caught you"BUT how many didnt care? WAY more than 3 :)

 Niki if you need or want to talk about any thing ,bondage,or not,you can go to my discussion board,and you dont evan have to post as "niki",you can post as anybody :) You can also e mail me,and what ever we talk about will NOT be shared with anyone else(unless you say it is ok)I have been on the internet for going on maybe 5 yrs,and it maybe idealistic,but my word is my bond(no pun intended)"tw" is part of my name,first and middle intinal.One of the reasons,I use "tw" I am a male,but my first name can be mistook for a woman.I have ALWAYS told the truth when it comes to my gender.The only thing I hever 'fudgeed' about is my age,,BUT it is only like a 3yr differance,why? Not sure,I know sounds like such a girl thing doesnt it? :)

Anyways I also use "Tw" because that is what my grandpa used to call me :)He is the ONLY one,it is kind of like a honor to him.Well I am sure that is way to much to tell,as I am sure most of you could care less,:) and I understand.My point is I am 100% for real(and yes not a smart thing to do on the net,but I am a guy,so it isnt that much of a big deal)

 I guess I just want ppl to know some of us are 'true'And I vote for Niki to keep wrting :) as one side note to niki,if you would have said "these are not my g/f's,but this is how they were tied..." You would have been able to contunie uninterupted :) At let me teel you this,I have been around the bondage for a LONG time,and for the most part know when there is a "goof" :) Well you fooled me for a minute or so :) I sure wanted to belive(and I did,,,,somewhat) That those were your g/f/s tied up :)and Like I said I did for a few minutes....Ahh bottom line keep posting,and feel free to e mail me if you want.I now say BACK to the stories,and there have been some super ones in the last few days, :) (including Nikis :) )

Arguing on the internet is like running in the special olympics; even if you win, its still retarded.

Tw: Thank you for honouring your grandpa by posting his special nickname for you on a bondage site. Very touching.

P.S: I had no idea that my original comment would create such a shitstorm. I even phrased it so optimistically so as to allow for an explanation from Nikki (Or "Niki" as some of you would call her, god knows why). I hope future posts of mine get half that attention.

Rohan, since I really liked your last story, I hope this arguing hasn't scared you away. Do you also plan to post more stories here when you can?

It will make your stories much more readable if one can see where one sentence ends and another one begins. Paragraphs are really neat as well.

I just want to play by the rules.

 I will share a true story of when my mom caught me tying up my sister......shortly :)

I glanced over and I saw a roll of duck tape,(Which was from the night before with my brothers). Then the thought came to mind. I got up grabbed the roll and jumped on Kelsey. I wrapped it around her immediately; otherwise she'd beat the hell out of me. That made her weak but she could still move. Then I jumped on her again and wrapped it around her wrists. Then I went down by her knees but she threw me off of her. And she got up and tackled me. But I countered and threw her off and quickly grabbed the duck tape and wrapped it around her knees. Now she couldn’t get up which made it alot easier. So I wrapped duck tape all around her legs, and taped her arms to her stomach. Then I taped her to the ground where she couldn’t move at all. By the time I was done with the tape, it was all gone. I quickly ran downstairs and got a new roll. I came back up took off my socks and shoved one in her mouth and placed a strip of tape over it. 

I went into my closet and pulled out a feather duster. She started to squirm and mmmmmmmppppppppphhhhhhhh. Then I bent down by her barefeet, and quickly ran it across her feet. She went crazy. Her feet are extremely ticklish. That’s her only weakness against anything. I started moving it up and down her feet. She started going nuts. I continued for about 10 mins. Then I stopped and took off her gag. She pleaded that if I were to untie her now that she wouldn’t kick my ass or have revenge on me. So I agreed and untied her. 

I was sitting in my pc chair talking on AIM now, and she jumped on me. That bitch backstabbed me. There wasn’t even a fight, she definitely had me. She started wrapping the other roll of tape around my wrists. Then she went down by my knees and tied them, then my ankles. She taped my arms to my body like I did to her. She went down by me barefeet, and started to scribble her fingernails all over them. I started screaming. (I really wish I had left my socks on.) Then she grabbed the feather duster and started moving it up and down my feet. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I started screaming as loud as I could. 

My brother Josh came upstairs probably cuz he heard the noise. Kelsey dropped the feather duster and darted after Josh. She tackled him to the ground and dragged him into my room. She started wrapping tape around him. I couldn’t really see what she did to him, but he ended up right next to me. She took off his socks and started moving the feather duster up and down his feet. He started screaming too. Then she switched to me and I started screaming again. This carried on for about 20 mins. Then she undid us and we made a truce to never do that to each other again. At least that’s what she thought. Me and Josh were secretly planning on getting her back. But that’s another story. 

Feedback at my email rach1692@yahoo.com tell me what you thought. 

Later, 
Rach

Later, 
Rach

P.S. Pete, you better stop sending me these viruses, I got 4 more today. Im getting really sick of it.

 I have had no problem with post not showing up.

Pete,go to best buy and get norto anti virus,cost around 50 bucks,now there other anti virus,evan free stuff on the web,now if you cant afford that,and trust me I know how that is,Go to your libray and e mail ppl from there,get a free yahoo acct(or many others,but yahoo is more freindly) then e mail from there.Luckly the people you are emailing have virus 'alerts" still it can mess up computers,and guys dont be so hrd on pete,I am sure it was not done on purpose,Unless he keeps e mailing you after you asked him not to.

But there does not seem to be any good stories posted here anymore. This used to be such as fun site. I would love to post more stories about my Adventures In Babysitting, but there does not seem to be an audience!

I have a few more stories about being tied up by Julie, but this site seems to be drying up!!

Please send them. Your stories with Julie were just about the tops with me (along with Janet's recent post).

I've read and re-read your stories several times, and saved them.

I hope this helps people.

Secondly, this is not the place to issue threats to anyone. I am getting tired of what has amounted to a pissing war between members of this group. While the stories might be of bondage during childhood that be it true, false or somewhere inbetween, it does not mean that some of you have to act like three year olds.

Can we return to stories and cut the crap once and for all?

As for the virus, this is why so many companies are switching to "web based" email. A yahoo or hotmail account will not allow virus transfer. I suggest you do what I did, block Pete McEvoy's address so you cannot receive mail from him.

Nikkisurfers "selfbondage" pics are also stolen from the net. Check out reds-realm.net, the sexy-settings link on the left. Ah yes, Claude from Europe looks a lot like Nikki from CT.

Nikki, if you want to stay around and tell stories, that's fine, but please don't use copyrighted pictures and call them yours.

Recently, however, me and my friends have started to stage tie-ups on each other, secretly of course. The first tiem it happened it was just that, it just happened. My friends (i'm gonna change names) Kevin, Alan and Jason were over at my house, and Kevin was being a complete spaz, all hyper and whatnot. He was sitting on my bed and he was starting to get really annoying. To my luck he was lying face down, and Jason was sitting on him to mess with him, and the second I noticed that I said "ok, I'm gonna solve this problem". With that I looked on the floor and the first thing I saw was an electric cord (the kind you plug into the back of a boombox), and I took it and tied his feet together. He didn't seem to care a whole lot at first, until I grabbed a second cord and said "Jason, Alan, grab his arms and put his hands behind his back", which they did with much enthusiasm, to his disappointment though. I took the cord and crossed his hands behind his back, and tied them together. He didn't seem to happy about it, but what was he gonna do? heh. I then moved onto the next step, shutting him up. I went in my sock drawer and grabbed a sock, but he wouldn't open his mouth. I even pinched his nose, but he opened it just enough to let some air in. I tryed forcing it in his mouth, and then he bit me, so I decided to give up on that. I untied him when he said his circulation was starting to get cut off. If it hadn't been for that and the fact that he said "I'm gonna tell your mom" we would have left him there for at least 30 minutes. There has only been one tie-up since then, and I will post it a little bit later on tonight. I'm devising a scheme with Kevin to get me tied up by all of my friends (he knows i like to be tied, hes the only person i've told though). If that ends up as planned I will post it as well. See ya
Matt

My story starts how most true start out, I am at a freinds house, named Brock, he was 11. He said he could get out of any of the stuff I tied him up in faster than I could get outta his. I took some rope he had and tied him up, it took him around an our to get out, so, then it was my turn.

He takes A big coil of rope out and starts tieing me up, he tied my hands together, then my ankles together, then he took duct tape and rolled it aroun my chest and arms, and then around my legs and shins, then he tells me "Try to get out, my feet are getting cold, so he goes upstairs to put on socks and shoes. When he came back down, I had made no progress. He came back down and said, "This will be funny." He takes me by the armpits and drags me up the starirs in his room, me yellaing at him the whle time. Then he puts me in his closet shut the door and locks it. I keep yelling. HE opens the door again and says "Shut Up" "Make Me" I yell back.---- silence---- "FIne I will" HE said, he pulled his shoes off, and stucked both of his socks in my mouth, they weren't completely dirty, they were just a little warm. Then he takes the tape and runs it around my head 10 times. I was gagged, bound and under lock. Then I heard him call someone.....

Who did he call, See what happens...

To Be continued.

First thing he did, was try to tickle me. It didnt really work, so he started questioning me. He took my gag off for me to answer, he asked me questions, only a fool would answer.

Then, he said, "Fine, I will have to regag you, so he took some Violet sports socks and tried to force them in my mouth, so he pinched my nose, and I opened my mouth and he shot the whole pair in, then, he put all of his socks in a laudry basket, dirty and clean, dirty on bottom, clean on top, and pushed me intoo it. Then he slid me into the closet and locked it. 

Aftermath: He let me go, the following day, but got me under captivity many more times. I will post them and name it under, The Series.

Introduction- Let me explain a few things before I start.
Characters and what there wearing- 
Me- 14 years old, average size and height. I usually wear Shorts and a T-shirt, and tennis shoes.
Brock- Shorts and a T-shirt, high socks rolled down, and tennis shoes.

Well, thats about it, now, enjoy the story.

One day, after I just woke up and took a shower and all, My friend, Brock calls, he says

"Hey, Meet me iat my house in 15 minuets, I'll explin then."

I thought, what the Hell? So I went to his house, sure enough, he was right there, he came up to me, and said,

"I called my cousin last night, you know, Sam, yeah, he told me to go to the park to meet him this afternoon at 12, I dont wanna go alone, will you go with me?"
"Sure," I told him, "Why Not?"
"Thanks" he said. 

We started walking down to the park, when we got to a place where there were trees nearby, but it was also clear. We saw a few kids there, all varying ages 11-15ish. There were about 7 of them.

We got to them, when an older kid came up to us and said, "Ah, Brock, ggod to see you, and... who is this?"

"This is my freind, Scott, he said.

I nodded, the kid, Sam, glared at me. "Well, we're gonna play afew of our favorite games, each with a twist..."

We joined the group, Then Sam said, "We are to play Red-Rover, for those of you who Don't know how to play our version, this is how it goes, 'We play under regular terms, but for a few exceptions, when someone breaks through, they pick one from the two to break through, then the, one they choose is a prisoner of the other teams, if one from your team breaks through, they have a choice, either take a prisoer, or free one of their own.' Is that clear?"

I nodded, so did Brock, "Alright, team captins, are Martin and I, I choose first I pick, Aaron, your turn, Steve,..... untill, finally, I was the last guy standing. "Fine, come with me," Martin said. They had us lined up I was next to Brock and a kid named Steve.

Sam called out, Red-Rover, Red-Rover, send Danny right over," He Broke through, then Martin called, " Red Rover, Red Rover, send, Aaron right over, Aaron was Sams right hand man. Sam whispered into his ear, he nodded, and came straight for brock and I, broke through, and took me to the prion pit, there he kept a tight grip on me, him sitting down on the ground, Same as me. An hour later, the game ended.

Then we played a game like Hide-And-Seek, but, with teams, There was a base... Anyway, A little kid named Todd, got stuck in a tree during this, and I went up to get him because the rest were afraid, or, cautious. I climbed the tree and got him with not so much as a scratch. I gained everyone's respect except, Sam and Aaron, so then we played Man Hunt, Partner style. I was paired with Brock, and we split up for a little while to find people and scout around, we were only going to for a few minuets. I went through the woods, and was jumped. Aaron and Sam jumped out from behind a tree, they grabbed me quickly I started yelling help, they pulled me into a clearing where Sam opened a bag and got duct tape and a pair of large socks, bigger and thicker than the ones he was wearing. He stuffed the pair in my mouth and taped it to secure. Then he taped my arms to my sides, and they ran out of the woods to run me into Sams house, right next to the park. 

They ran me into his room, and locked the door, they werre really into bondage, and stuff. He had many things at his house, anyway, Sam said "You stole my cousin, and it really pisses me off." Then, they stuck a dirty sock right on my nose and I fainted....
 

What next? To Be Continued.

Ira, my brother, is three years older than I am. As far back as I can remember, we annoyed each other, and from time to time, Ira would threaten to tie me up. When I was about ten, he actually did it, but I escaped in just a few minutes. As our parents both worked, we were alone some of the time - especially evenings when they went out to dinner with friends or to parties. Anyway, Ira would sometimes get so angry with me, he would threaten to tie me up and keep me tied all night. I laughed. I had escaped every time he tied me.

One night when I was about fourteen and he was seventeen he said he had had it, and he got the rope and bound me and put me to bed. I was free in less than an hour. In the morning, I taunted him and laughed at him and told him how easy it had been to escape. About two weeks later, he tried it again, and I chided him and I was free again in about an hour.

Ira liked challenges, and he decided to research how to tie someone up. Nothing more was said about it for over a month. Then, one Friday night when our parents were away, Ira told me that he intended to tie me up for the night once and for all. I laughed. "I'll be free in an hour," I said. "You can't keep me tied no matter how hard you try."

Carrying a bag with his "equipment" in it, we went to my bedroom. Ira told me to strip. This was something new, but I just laughed and took off all my clothes. Then he had me criss-cross my arms in front of me. He said that since I would be bound all night, he wanted me to be comfortable, and hands behind my back would not be comfortable. He tied a piece of rope to one wrist and looped it around behind my back and then to the wrist of the opposite hand. He then wound rope around my upper body, making it tight. He then took tape and taped my hands into fists. Now I was beginning to worry a little as this was much more than he had ever done before.

I asked Ira where he learned to do this, and he said he had been reading about bondage and he had gotten ideas from a number of places. He then took a piece of rope and tied it to my right wrist, pulled it up and looped it around the rope that bound my upper body, then up around the back of my neck and down the other side, looping it around the binding rope on that side, and then down to my other wrist. Another piece of rope went from that wrist down between my legs and up in back, over the circling rope and back down between my legs and up to my other wrist. Now I couldn't move my hands either up or down.

Ira tied my legs at my ankles, mid legs, under my knees and above my knees. He wrapped each tie with tape. Ira had me lay on my bed, and he pulled my legs up and tied them tightly to the rope that bound my upper body making a very strict hog-tie. I was really tied. I complained, and he just ignored me.

Ira told me to open my mouth, and I asked why. He said he was going to gag me and I said that he could only tie me up and couldn't gag me, but he held my nose until I opened my mouth, and in went a wad of wet rags. He wrapped the tape around my head many times sealing my mouth with the rags inside. I really protested, but it did no good. Ira then put a piece of tape over my eyes.

"Good night," he laughed. "Let's see you get out of that in an hour." It had taken Ira a long time to tie me up that way, and I was really concerned. He left the room and I heard him close the door leaving me there, naked, bound, gagged, blindfolded. 

I struggled and twisted and tried everything I could think of but got nowhere. With my hands bound into fists with tape there was no way I could release knots even if I could reach them. I realized that Ira had really done it that time. I had no idea how long I had been there as I couldn't see anything or hear much. I tried to call out, but locked in my room, nobody could hear me. I thought I heard our parents come home, and tried to call out again, but got nowhere despite making as much noise as I could through the gag. I guess I slept a little, but mostly just lay there wondering when I would be released. It seemed to go on forever. I could squirm around but there was nothing on the bed to help me escape.

Then I heard my mother calling Ira and reminding him that he had a date to help our grandfather do some painting, and that he needed to hurry. I screamed into the gag, but nothing. I heard Ira banging in his room, getting ready, and then he ran out slamming the door to his room. He was gone, and he had forgotten all about me being tied up in my room.

So I lay there and waited. After a long time, I heard my mother calling me, and I tried to answer, but nothing. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, she came into the room, turned on the light, and let out a scream, calling my father. Dad rushed into the room, and both of them were astounded seeing me tied up that way. Mom told him to untie me quickly, but Dad said to wait just a minute. He pulled the tape off my eyes so I could see him, and he asked me if Ira had tied me up. I nodded my head, yes. He asked if I had been annoying and if I had goaded him about not being able to keep me bound for very long. My father had apparently been aware of our tie-up games over time. I nodded that it was true. Dad laughed, but my mother was really upset seeing me, and it was really embarrassing for me laying there naked all bound up that way. Dad said that if I had been stupid enough to let Ira tie me up, I should stay that way for a while, but Mom was adamantly opposed and demanded that he untie me at once. So dad freed me.

I was really stiff and sore being tied up all night, and had to go to the bathroom in the worst way. When I was dressed, Dad gave me a lecture about the dangers of bondage, and they really scolded Ira when he came home. We were told no more tie-up games. But Dad also made me admit openly that Ira knew how to tie me up and keep me bound - even all night.

That was years ago. It was the only time I spent the night tied up - until after I got married. Now it happens occasionally, but that's a different story and not for this page.

Be careful what you agree to, it might happen.
Older and wiser.