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TIE ME UP [ part 1 ] Bobby was playing in the family room, he had the usual toys that four year old boys play with. In the corner of the room was a pile of ropes that he used for bondage games, mostly with his mother. Bobby was somewhat bored, he wanted to play tie-up games but his mother was busy. His cousin Cindy was visiting. His mother was watching her while her mother was working. Cindy was a cute little two and a half year old with light blond hair coming just down to her shoulders and bright blue eyes. Cindy was well into being potty trained and was wearing a pair of Hello Kitty training pants. She was a typical pudgy tot with baby fat on her little legs and belly. Cindy was behaving like a typical kid her age and asking lots of questions about stuff. Bobby was answering her patiently but was slowly becoming annoyed. Cindy was asking him what anything that caught her eye was used for, making much use of the single word inquiry "Why?" Bobby was growing tired of it when she spotted the ropes. "Bobby what are these?" Bobby looked at her and answered. "Those are my ropes." "What do you have them for?" "To tie people up." "Why?" "Because I like to." "Why?" "'Cause I do." "Why?" "'Cause I do." "Why?" "'Cause." "Why?" Bobby was becoming really annoyed now! "If you don't stop bugging me I'm going to tie YOU up." "Why?" "'Cause you are bugging me!" "Why?" Bobby picked up a coil of rope and looked at his annoying little cousin. "You stop saying that or I gonna tie you up!" "Why?" Bobby glared at her. "You want me to tie you up?" Cindy looked at the older boy for a moment with those bright blue eyes of hers. "Tie me up Bobby." Bobby was caught slightly off guard by her. "You want me to tie you up?" Cindy responded with that demanding tone that is typical of the "Terrible Twos". "Tie me UP!" Bobby picked up a coil of rope. "You want me to tie you up?" Cindy responded even more stridently. "Tie me UP!" Bobby took the toddler by the hand and led her over to a coffee table which had a bar that ran around the edge of the top with a large enough space to thread a rope through. He had her sit down with her back to the table. Her shoulders were even with the bar. Bobby took Cindy's right arm and placed it along the bar. He then took one of the coils of rope and laid it out. The rope had already been doubled over so he passed the loop through the space between the bar and the table top. He then passed the ends through the loop. He took her little wrist, put it through the loop created and started to wrap her arm to the bar from wrist to shoulder then tied it off... "You like that?" He asked her. She simply replied. "Tie me UP!" Bobby then took her left arm and tied it the same way. Then he asked her again if she liked it. She gave the same reply. Bobby looked at her, she was sitting with her arms tied to the table wearing only the training pants. He took her right leg lifted it up and tied her ankle to the bar, then did the same with her left. Her bottom is now thrust forward. He then asked her. "You like that?" Cindy looked around and tried to move and found that she was going nowhere. "Me like this!" Bobby looked at his little prisoner. He thought, 'Good now she won't bother me!' He went back to playing with his trucks while Cindy was enjoying her bondage. A short time later Denise came into the room to check on her son and niece. She was shocked to find her two and a half year old niece tied to the coffee table in a somewhat obscene pose! She looked over at her son, and in the tone of voice that parents use when they are very angry called out. "ROBERT ALLAN JAWORSKI ! Just what the Hell did you think you were doing?" Bobby looked at his mother and stammered. " Cindy wanted to be tied up." "Bobby tie me up!" Cindy piped up. Denise walked over to the table, released Cindy quickly and asked her if she was alright. Cindy just replied. "Bobby tie me up." Denise grabbed a long coil of rope with one hand and Bobby's right arm with the other, and announced. "Young man you need to be taught a lesson." With that she pulled Bobby's shirt off, laid him face down on the same table he had tied Cindy to and held his arms together while she wrapped them in rope from his wrists to his elbows, pushing his arms together until his elbows touched and cinching the rope. She then tied his arms to his back wrapping rope around his chest and waist. Bobby was crying and protesting as she pulled his pants off, grabbed his under pants, crammed them in his mouth and duct taped them in. She then took another long length of rope and wrapped his legs from ankles to mid-thigh. She then tied him to the table tying ropes at his ankles ,knees, waist, and chest. She left him like that for about half an hour. He struggled for a while, then finally laid still crying quietly . Denise eventually released him and dried his tears. "Well Bobby I hope you have learned not to go around tying little kids up." Bobby looked at his mother, tears still rolling down his cheek. "But Mommy, she said she wanted to be tied up! She really did!" Denise looked at her young son and wondered. She had already been proven wrong by him once before about children in bondage, but those were strangers, this was her baby niece. She did not think that it would be true this time. "Now Bobby, Cindy is too young to even know about bondage. The only reason you know is because you found out from some older girls. "But Mommy she did want to be tied up! She asked me what the ropes were for and I told her and she asked me to tie he up! She really did!" Denise looked at her son. His story could be true, but she still could not believe that a little girl just growing out of diapers would want to be tied up. "Well Bobby be that as it may, you are NOT to tie Cindy up again, understand?" Bobby looked dejectedly at her. "Yes Mommy." He went back to playing with his trucks. A short time later Cindy came into the room grabbed a coil of rope and walked over to him. "Tie me up." Bobby sat there looking at his cousin and the rope in her hand. "I can't" "Why?" "Mommy said so." "Why?" "She's mean!" "Why?" "I don't know." "Tie me up!" "Mommy said I can't." "Tie me UP!" "Mommy won't let me!" "Tie me UP!" Bobby was growing annoyed again. "Go ask Aunt Denise." 'Otay" Cindy picked up several coils of rope and went into the living room where Denise was watching the evening news. She dropped the rope on Denise's feet. "Aunt Nesie tie me up." Denise looked down at the toddler and thought to herself. 'You got to be kidding'. "No Cindy I can't tie you up." "Tie Me UP!" "No Cindy little girls are not supposed to be tied up." "NO! Tie me UP!" "Cindy little girls are not supposed to be tied up." "NO! Tie me UP!" The toddler was becoming loud now. "TIE ME UP!" Denise finally decided to give in and called to Bobby. "Bobby come here." Bobby had heard Cindy as she raised her voice. He came into the room. 'Bobby tie Cindy up." Bobby looked her in the eye. "But you told me not to." "I know but I was wrong. You were right." Bobby had this smug look on his face. "See I told you she wanted to be tied up." Denise was resigned to the fact that he had her. Cindy was still demanding to be tied up. "O. K. Bobby you win, you were right and I was wrong. Now tie her up. Please!" "Yes mommy." Bobby took Cindy, pulled her arms behind her back and started to wrap them in rope beginning at her wrists and working up to her elbows, pressing them together until they touched. He continued to wrap the toddler's arms until he reached her shoulders. He then pulled the rope over her shoulders around the front then back behind her neck before tying it off. Cindy started to wiggle and whispered. "I went pee pee." Bobby noticed the wet spot on her training pants and found a baby wipe. He pulled the training pants off and wiped her little bottom. Then he took a rope, tied it around her waist and wrists, then cinched it, bringing her little wrists tight against her back. He then drew the rope down through the crack in her little butt and up through her little cunny. Bobby threaded the ends under the rope around Cindy's waist and pulled it up. Cindy gasped as the rope is pulled hard between her little labia and pressed against her tiny clit. Bobby asked her. "That feel good?" Cindy wiggled around a bit the rope moving in her little cunny as she did so. "Feel good!" Bobby smiled. "Cool." Next he took another long length of rope and wrapped it around Cindy's ankles. He then started to wrap her little legs until he reached her butt. He then threaded the ends between her legs, pulled them up and tied them off to the waist rope. He stood back to admire his handy work. Cindy was standing almost immobile except for her rocking back and forth. She started to lose her balance and he caught her just as she began to fall, lowering her gently to the floor. Cindy rolled around some with a broad smile on her face giggling away. Bobby looked over at his mother. "See Mommy I TOLD you she likes it!" Denise looked at the bound toddler giggling away as she rolled around on the floor. Bobby was right, the tot certainly was enjoying herself. "O. K. Bobby I guess I should have more faith in you." Bobby picked up a coil of rope, walked over to Denise and grabbed her right hand. "You punished me and you were wrong...Now you get tied up!" Denise was sitting in a blue upholstered chair with wooden arm rests. Bobby took his mother's right hand, pulled it down to the back leg of the chair and tied her wrist to the chair leg just above the floor, then did the same to her left wrist. Bobby then took two more lengths and tied his mothers upper arms to the arm rests. Next he tied her upper body to the back of the chair wrapping ropes above and below her breasts. He took some short pieces and tied the restraining ropes together between her breasts and on either side compressing her breasts. He followed that by tying Denise's legs to the front legs of the chair at her ankles and knees. Finally he picked up Cindy's wet training pants and shoved them into his mothers mouth and quickly duct taped them in. It took a minute for Denise to realize what he used for a gag. She started to grunt and squeal. Bobby laughed and walked over to where Cindy was laying. Cindy was watching her aunt as she shook her head and screeched into the gag. "Why is Aunt Nesie making those funny noises?" Bobby chuckled. "I taped your panties in her mouth." "Why?" "Because I wanted to." "Why?" "Because I wanted her to see what you taste like." "Why?" "Because I did. Ask her if you taste good." "Aunt Nesie, Do I taste good?" Denise screamed angrily into her gag. Both kids laughed. Boy were they going to get it when Bobby untied her. |