BABY SITTER: BOY VERSION

BY OCTAVE

[ part 1 ]

My name is Stephen. My first experience at childhood bondage took place when my folks were preparing to go on a four day trip. I was a precocious child at ten years old, and all of the sitters my folks knew refused to sit for me. Finally, the last one she called mentioned a new girl in town who might be just the right person for sitting me. My mom found out she only lived a few blocks away, so she took time to go there herself and ask if she could sit me for those four days. She would be paid $500.00, plus extra for any groceries she might wish to get. When mom returned, there was a big smile on her face, for the girl had agreed.

It soon became the day the girl would show for her baby sitting job. It was a hot July Wednesday afternoon, and when the doorbell rang my folks answered the kitchen door. I was dressed in only cut off jeans shorts. When Mom opened the door, this beautiful red-headed young lady walked in, a hot red tube top barely holding up her braless breasts, also wearing cut off jeans shorts and carrying a rather large bag. Her bare feet almost made me drool. Of course, my dad stood there open-mouthed, my mom with a slight smile on her face.

"Here is the $500.00 we promised you, and another $200.00 for groceries if you need to buy anything. Come along dear, we need to be leaving."

Finally, leaving instructions for the sitter, they left. I stood there for only a moment, then walked over to Brianna and pulled down her tube top. She just stood there a moment, smiling, allowing me to look. Then she pulled her tube top back up.

"I see what your mother meant by you being precocious. Well, I have two young brothers at home whom I have to sit all the time. So taking care of someone like you will be no problem."

She paused, then snapped her fingers as if she had an idea (which I learned later was already planned).

"I have an idea for a game. You turn around and close your eyes and don't open them until I say so. I also want you to put your arms behind your back and cross your wrists."

"Why? What are you going to do?" I asked her.

"Oh, this is a fun game. Just do it, and you will see."

So, like the gullible ten year old I was (I said I was precocious, not smart about a lot of things), I did as she told me to do. I heard something, but I wasn't certain what. I next felt rope being tightly wrapped around my crossed wrists and tied off very snugly. Next, before I could reach, I felt a leather blindfold being put across my eyes and fastened at the back of my head. I knew now if I tried to run, I couldn't see where to go. Basically, she already had me in her power. But what came next truly embarrassed me to no end. I felt hands at the snap and zipper of my jeans shorts, and the hands pulling them off by the bottoms and felt them fall to my bare feet. I was naked, and the embarrassment was what she was after, after what I had done to her.

"Step out of them," she ordered me. I did so.

She apparently sat down in one of the kitchen table chairs, then helped me into a sitting position on the floor. She pulled up my feet and then tied my ankles together with a long piece of rope, then with something like a long shoelace tied my big toes together, tying the ends to the rope around my ankles. She forced me to roll to my stomach, then pushed my feet as close to my buttocks as possible, hog-tying me (I could actually touch my feet with my hands). Finally, she tried to force a ball gag into my mouth, and when I attempted to keep my mouth shut, she pinched my left butt cheek so hard I opened my mouth to cry out, and that is when she managed to push the ball gag into my mouth and secure it behind my head. She forced me onto my stomach, then with what felt like another shoelace, tied my cock and balls, first wrapping my balls once and pulling the ends down and crossing my balls underneath neatly separating them, did this again, then wrapped them a couple of times t ying the ends, then brought the ends up and around the base of my cock and tying it off tightly underneath it and behind my separated balls. I grunted as she tied them, because it hurt, but at the same time felt good. My cock began to get hard, which really made the ties cut into both my balls and my cock. Then she rolled me to my stomach again.

"Now, you little son of a gun, let's see how you like this. Maybe, if I leave you long enough, you will decide not to ever do what you did to me again. Not to any girl. This is how I keep my brothers in line. By tying them up when my folks are gone and I have to stay with them. And I leave them tied up the entire time."

I struggled with all my might to get away, squirming around on the linoleum floor. I don't know if Brianna stayed in the kitchen, or if she left me alone. I didn't know how long she had left me tied that way until much later, after she untied me. It was about three o'clock when she first tied me up.

The experience was like a dream come true. As I squirmed on the floor, wondering if she was watching or not (hoping she was), I rolled from side to side, back and forth to try to loosen my bonds. On occasion, I thought I felt her hand on my bare butt, but when I stopped to see if it was, there was nothing there. I think she was playing with my mind. I continued to roll around, until I actually reached orgasm. I felt myself spurt, perhaps five or six times. But still I remained tied. So I rolled more. I came a second time. I cock, balls and stomach, not to mention the floor, was wet with my own cum. Still I remained tied. So I rolled more, and came again. It tool longer this time, and I didn’t shoot as much. When Brianna came in she untied my feet from my hands and helped me to my knees. She saw what I had done.

"All right, you naughty boy. I am retying your hands to your feet as you remain on your knees, and I want you to lick up every bit of sperm on the floor. Understand? And you must swallow it once you do. I am removing your gag. Lick, and lick fast. You have an hour. I will be back then."

I didn’t know where to start, or especially where to stop. OK, I bent over and barely touched the floor and felt the wetness. I licked. God, it didn’t taste really good, but not really bad either. So I licked until I thought I got everything off. Brianna came back in.

"Good, you got most of it. I accept that. I am untying your hands from your feet again, but don’t go anywhere."

Next I felt a warm cloth against my stomach, then my penis then my testicles. She was wiping me off! But then, she removed the clothe, took my still bound cock in hand, and pumped me until I came again. God, it was heaven with her doing me!!!!!

She finally untied me, around seven o'clock, four hours worth. She allowed me to put my shorts back on and eat, but I didn't want her to stop. I wanted her to tie me up again. She said she would, but not until tomorrow, Thursday. Perhaps I would like her brothers to come over, and be tied up with them as well. I told her that would be great. She called them, and said they would be over about ten the next morning. They were only a year younger than me, and I couldn't wait to meet them, and be tied up with them. Nothing sexual happened, but she certainly embarrassed me no end.