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TUFriend, well, then reason my stories get very long was that I sometimes find it impossible to decide which to omit or not, especially when I can many details from my memory, my diary, and from the memories of my brothers, my sister, my wife, and my brother’s wife, and my cousins, whom I occasionally consult before writing these stories, and who gets a copy of my stories before I post them, for their approval. To
rash357, and once again,
sarumansauron, thanks.
Winter 1966-67
Betty
Part VI
Conclusion
(f/f+m)
Angela did her homework. Generally, after completing her homework on each subject, she would show her work to me, as we were on the same grade and I always got higher marks compared her. She told me to nod if she got the correct answer, and she told me to shake her head if she got it wrong. As it would give me something to do while tied up, I agreed.
Generally, she would show me the questions, read it aloud to give extra emphasis, then tell me her answer. All I had to do was to nod or shake my head. Generally, she took her school work seriously, and mostly, her answers were correct. When they were wrong though, she refused to remove my gag so I can tell her what the answer was. She simply went over to her textbooks until she got it right. Then she would ask me again if she was right. Generally, that worked well as almost all her mistakes she corrected successfully. Expect for a few items. So she has got the choice of ungagging me or not getting the right answer.
“Well, I can ask you later, or Mom and Dad when they got home, what the answer is,” she reasoned, “so you stay gagged!”
How can I argue with that?
Poor Louise, Maggie, and Betty. They were basically ignored as Angela lavished all her questions on me. They vied for her attention, but were ignored. They tried to escape, and that was when Angela said, “stop it!”
They did, and they just out until we get to be free.
After thirty minutes, she finally was done with her homework. She called Henry, and when he arrived, she ordered that I be released from the chair and my ankles be untied, but my hands should remain bound and I should remain gagged.
Henry dutifully did as ordered by his elder sister, while Angela herself untied Betty, Maggie, and Louise’s ankles and knees, but not their hands, and they remain gagged.
We were helped to get on our feet, and we were marched to the living room, where we were seated on the couch. Our knees and ankles were retied, but our gags were removed, and we were once again given a drink.
“Come on, untie us Angie!” Betty complained. “It’s been more than an hour!”
“Oh shut up! I’ll release when I want,” Angela snapped, “and not a minute sooner!”
At that moment, Mrs. Dale, Angela and Henry’s mother, arrived.
She was used to seeing us tied up, so she didn’t raise any fuss.
She greeted us all, and we greeted her back, even if it was awkward as we were tied up.
“Well, I’m glad you’re all having fun. Do you like to be freed?” she asked.
Betty was the one who replied. Even if she wanted to get free, she said, “Well, that our captors decision. We’ll be free when Angela decides to.”
After all, in our games, nothing would be worse than running to one’s parents to get oneself freed. You would never hear the end of it if you did just that.
“Well, don’t leave them like that for too long, even if they’re having fun,” Mrs. Dale admonished before proceeding to the kitchen.
“Guess what?” Angela said appeared before us carrying a couple of clean handkerchiefs. This time, I later learned, they were Henry’s, as Angela didn’t want more of her handkerchiefs to be sodden with our saliva.
“We’re going to be gagged? Do I get prize for guessing it right?” Maggie replied.
“Right you are! As for your prize, you really want some ‘special treatment’?” Angela replied as she shoved a wad of handkerchief in my mouth.
“Um, nevermind. Just gag me like the rest of us,” she backed down. After all, after seeing how Angela gagged my sister, who’d want that?
“Good for you,” she said as she went and stuffed her mouth with another wadded handkerchief. She went and did the same to Betty and Louise.
Henry took the roll of duct tape and he taped our mouths with multiple strips like before.
***
A few minutes later, the phone rang. Henry picked it up.
“Hello Andrew,” Henry greeted, indicating that it was my older brother. “Um I think you better talk to Angela about that. Angela, its Andrew.”
I listened intently as Angela talked with my brother.
“Oh hi Andrew. Well, they’re here. Well, they’re a bit tied up right now. Well, maybe, maybe not. They just can’t talk with you right now. Okay I’ll tell Tom and Betty to come home early. You’re going to go here? You really don’t need to. Your parents told you to fetch them? Well, I’ll be waiting!”
“Henry, quick, get the water gun! Load it!” Angela instructed her brother. “I’m going to get him first!”
“Right!” Henry said as he bounded off. He returned a minute later and handed her the water gun.
“Go and look at the window and tell me when he arrives,” Angela said.
“Okay,” Henry said as he dashed off to the window.
I could see everything from where we were seated, and all of us looked intently.
“He’s here,” Henry whispered to Angela.
Angela quickly stood in front of the door and pointed her pistol at it.
A few seconds later, there was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” Henry shouted.
The door opened, and Andrew has a gun pointed at Angela.
It was strange. Andrew did plan to get Angela, and now they were at a standoff.
Suddenly, both of them broke into laughter.
“We could say this one’s a draw, and forget about tying each other up, at least for today,” Andrew proposed as soon as the laughter died down.
“Well I guess so,” said Angela.
“Well, can I see your captives? Where’s my brother and sister?” he asked.
Angela proudly showed us to him.
“Happy Birthday, little sister!” he said as he looked at us. “Looks like you’re wrapped up like a present!” He turned to Angela. “How long do you plan to keep them here?”
“Forever!” Henry shouted.
“Yup! Forever,” Angela concurred.
“That’s a long time!” Andrew laughed. “Unfortunately, we got to go home in a half-hour,” he said.
“Well, they’re going to remain tied up until they absolutely must go free,” she declared.
Andrew agreed to that. After that, Angela asked him for his help on the remaining items still unanswered on her homework. Well, the ones that I said were wrong.
Henry opened the TV and all of us bound and gagged ones watched with him his favourite cartoons.
We were all released about thirty minutes later. Betty and Maggie swore holy revenge on Angela, but both said they enjoyed our game that day. All of us congratulated Betty on being tied up for the second time, but the first time legitimately without getting in trouble.
We ate a quick snack prepared by Mrs. Dale before we went home.
At home, my parents and me and my siblings gave our presents to Betty, even if the Birthday Party proper would have to wait until Saturday. Andrew told us that Barney went home early because he remembered that he had to wrap his birthday gift for his sister, and told him where Betty was.
The next tie up game would involve my brother Andrew and my little sister. It started in a very unexpected way. What happened? Read the next part and find out!!