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THE TRUE STORY OF BABY SNOOKS
BY PHIL McCRACKEN
[ introduction ]
It is necessary to have an intro into this story as it comes from a
child psychologist. One would question my veracity considering the laws
of Dr.-patient confidentiality. In November 2003 I saw a couple of major
moves in the market that could net an investor a tidy sum especially
with the use of options. I contacted a very good friend who is the CFO
for an international Childrens Charity. I suggested the trades and he
accepted my advice. Three weeks and four trades later he netted for
himself $210,000.00. He also invested $5,000 of the charities money. Due
to the loss of time while the directors debated, they didn't come near
the proportional amount of my friend. The amount was substantial enough
that the directors have now given my friend Cart Blanc to do as he
pleases. One of the directors is a child psychologist. He spends more
time at the charity then at his private practice. He asked my friend if
I would take him on as a client. I accepted him only due to my friend's
request. When asked how much I charge, I told him since he donated so
much of his time I'd take him on like my friend that is for free. I did
ask him for stories about child bondage cases that he may have. By
changing names and dates he told me about the few cases he had. Most
were of traumatic experiences, not the sort I was hoping for. Two weeks
ago after I called him with very good news about two trades, he promised
to send me a copy of his notes on one case that I'd appreciate. The copy
came redacted with names and dates blacked out. The name Snooks was the
Doctor's choice after the character made famous by Fanny Brice. I have
filled out each incident since notes would be a bit boring, however I
have left nothing out and only contributed enough to make the story
coherent. The story will be told from the Doctor's perspective.
List of Character's:
1. Snooks the little girl
2. Jane Doe, her mother
3.John Doe, her father
4. Dr. C the child Psychologist
The Doe family came for family counseling for a problem with their
daughter. I first took a family history which follows. Snooks, the
daughter was 9 ½ at the time of our meeting.
Snooks came into the world the usual way. She weighed 6lbs 7oz. and was
healthy in all ways. Her parents were happy with their bundle of joy
except for one minor flaw, Snooks was fussy. She was always moving about
and cried until someone picked her up. It seemed that she was insecure
and needed the surety of being held.
At the six month checkup baby Snooks lay on the examination table, fussy
as ever. The Pediatrician took Snooks wrists, crossed them then held
them down above her head. Immediately she calmed down. Her mother was
astounded.
"What did you do?" she asked.
"Its an old trick. A baby will feel secure when pinned downed like this.
Although it works better with girls than boys." The Doctor replied.
At the nine month checkup, Jane asked the doctor if he knew of a way to
keep Snooks quite while in the car seat or when ever she couldn't be
carried. The doctor being of middle Eastern descent, was well aware of
the custom of swaddling. That is when you tightly wrap a baby in a
blanket. He suggested it to Jane. She knew it as the Native American
custom of carrying the baby or 'Papoose'.
At three years of age, Snooks often would climb out of bed and go to her
parents room and crawled in with them. A few times interrupting an
intimate moment. If she laid unencumbered, she'd be all over the bed. If
one of her parents held her she'd barely move the rest of the evening.
John suggested tying Snooks to her bed but her mother objected.
The defining moment came when at age five, Snooks had her bath. She was
sitting on her father's lap while he brushed her hair. She was squirming
and fidgeting, not that she didn't want her hair brushed, she just won't
sit still. John, out of frustration took her hands, crossed her wrists
and held them behind her back. Instant calm without a word being said.
Jane saw what had occurred. She got up and told John not to send Snooks
to bed until she returned. John heard the garage door open and a car
leave. When Jane returned she saw John holding Snooks with his arms
around her. Snooks sat quietly watching the TV. Jane had a bag from the
local grocery store. There is a toy section at the store and Jane
remembered seeing something that might help keep Snooks quite. Jane sat
down and called Snooks over to her. She took out a plastic set of kids
handcuffs. Snooks looked wide eyed at the toy as her mother put them on
her wrists.
"Do you like them?" asked Jane.
Snooks nodded and smiled.
Jane showed her the button on top of the ratchet and had her release
herself. Now the kid could sleep and if necessary go to the toilet,
releasing herself and re-cuff herself without waking anyone.
That solved the problem of her crawling into bed with them. Snooks slept
soundly at night and woke refreshed in the morning. The problem was that
being a toy that was used so much they didn't last very long. Snooks
freaked when the first set of handcuffs broke. Jane called John at his
office and told him to bring home another set, two if possible. John
brought home six sets. He had bought all available plastic kids
handcuffs. From then on they had a supply of the toy cuffs on hand.
Snooks did well when she was restrained with the toys. She had been
warned not to tell anyone for if she did they'd never let her use the
little toys again.
For sleepovers Jane came up with the idea of using a sleeping bag. She
convinced Snooks to think of it as a cocoon and what could be more
confining than that? In school Snooks would put her wrists together and
visualize herself cuffed. This worked as she was calm and attentive in
class.
At age Eight Snooks wanted to take her bondage further. She trusted her
father for this type of entertainment. He never cared but her mother
seemed more and more concerned. Snook's aunt was about to have a baby
and Jane was going to help her. Jane would be gone for three or four
days helping her sister.
After her mother left, Snooks brought her father and old jump rope. The
cord was old and worn soft. She asked her daddy if he'd tie her up. She
was tired of the plastic cuffs and wanted something new. John cut the
handles off the rope and then cut the rope in two parts. He tied her
hands behind her back and tied her ankles together. He then tied her
wrists to her ankles, Snooks was hogtied. John placed a large pillow
under her chest and head. She laid quietly for the rest of the evening
watching TV. Snooks never even struggled with the bindings.
For three days, after school and her homework was done she'd ask to be
tied. One that she enjoyed was being hogtied but sitting Japanese style.
Sitting on the floor her daddy spoon feed her. When she needed to go to
the toilet her daddy would untie her. When she came back they'd try a
different position.
John knew that Jane would learn about all the tying so at the first
chance he told her. Jane was upset. John was able to convince her that
Snooks was happy and doing well. To deny her now could have disastrous
side effects.
That summer you could find Snooks tied in the basement in a variety of
positions. She found suspension to be exciting. This worried her
parents. They tried to talk to her about her 'game'. When they wouldn't
tie her, Snooks would be sullen and morose. Snooks would get her toy
cuffs and sit in the closet and not come out. She wouldn't eat or drink
until her parents gave in. As time went on Snooks wanted more elaborate
bondage.
A year later, at night she wanted to be tied with several loops around
her body then secured to the bed. On weekends she wanted to try marathon
sessions. That was what made her parents decide to bring her to me.
The first two sessions were to get a family history. The third session
was for a one-on-one with Snooks. Prior to our meeting, I had Snooks
take several tests to help in her evaluation. IQ and Emotional and other
psychology tests that would show me the twists and turns of her personality.
My evaluation of Snooks was a well adjusted little girl. Snooks was
polite and compliant. Snooks grades in school were good and her
deportment compatible to the teachers desire. Overall Snooks was as good
as gold except she liked being tied up.
In the one-on-one I found that she had no fantasy about being abducted
by kidnappers or pirates. She did not want to be spanked or experience
pain. There was no guilt that needed to be expunged. Most important,
there was NO sexual stimulation to the bondage. She just liked having
her parents, and only her parents tie her up.
The next meeting of Snooks and her parents was to explain my findings.
Before we started I told them a story about when I was a graduate
student and an incident that was discussed in class. That morning in the
newspaper there was a story about a farmer who after harvest he'd sell
his crops and buy a brand new Cadillac. He'd then get a backhoe and dig
a hole. He would then push the new car into the hole. The car would then
be in the hole up to the first door. There was a picture of him pushing
the car into the hole. This was the ninth car to be treated in this
fashion. There was another picture of the rear ends of eight Cadillacs
sticking up out of the ground.
The professor asked the class if we thought the man was in need of
therapy? All but two students thought this guy needed help. The
professor went on to read from the article. This farmer was an active
member in the Grange, a leader in 4H and helped out in the boys and
girls scouts. Did we still think he needed help? Again all but two
students agreed the farmer should be in an institution.
The professor said:
"Let us side step the farmer for a moment and discuss hobbies. How many
of you think you have to have a screw lose to jump out of a perfectly
good airplane or a bridge or a mountain top? Do any of you see the
futility of a jogger running for an hour and ending up at the same place
they started? What is on top of the mountain that compels a climber to
expend all that time and energy to get there?"
The professor paused letting the questions to sink in.
"Are any of those activities different from the farmers? The farmer
isn't threatening life and limb by burying an expensive car. What would
happen if you denied him his quirk? Could he wind up in a tower with a
deer rifle and pick off people on the street? What I'm am saying is, If
it ain't broke, don't fix it!"
The Doe family sat each with a different expression on their face. Each
expression told me something of what they were thinking. Jane Doe's
expression of shock thought I was suggesting that Snooks was fine and to
leave her alone with what Jane thought was a perversion. John Doe knew
he was correct in thinking that stopping the bondage would be more
detrimental then helpful. Snooks looked confused but knew that what ever
I was about to say would be in her favor.
First I agree that Snooks has a problem, especially the way its
progressing and that has to be stemmed now (Snooks looked crest fallen).
I believe that for much of her problem she'll out grow it once puberty
sets in. There is much to be said in that she trusts only you to tie her
and be there for her. I believe we can wean her from desiring so much
bondage. I don't believe we'll be able eliminate it from being a part of
her psyche. She'll be dependent on you until she finds someone she can
have faith and share her desire.
That was four months ago. I saw her once a week for three months and now
once a month. She is still happy even though we have put limits on her.
For extreme bondage, no more than an hour and not more than once a
month. Suspension, no more than fifteen minutes. I have given her
several more limits and she seems to have accepted them knowing that she
has been finally understood.
Thus is the story of Baby Snooks which goes to show you, Truth is
stranger than fiction.