So, after being a lurker on the old board, I thought I should post my own story. Although I have had other TuGs, this is the only one that really sticks in my mind other than ‘it happened. About me, I am 21, 6’2, male. I prefer to tie than to be tied. This story takes place when I was 13.
So, we were visiting a family friend (we visit about once a year, they live pretty far from us). He was originally a friend of my father, but as I have matured he has become a good friend to me as well. Back then at 13 I was too ‘cool’ to be with the old folks. So, I relegated myself to the lesser of two evils, which was entertaining his 9 year old daughter (let’s call her Kay).
So, we’re in her room, and she has a classic Playstation and a Dreamcast, but only one controller for each. So we take it in turns to play. During one of my goes, she got bored (everyone knows 9 year olds have the attention span of 5 seconds) and started poking my side. I’m quite ticklish there, so it makes me flinch and I tell her to stop. She doesn’t, so I hold her hands together at the wrist in front of her with one hand (I had much larger hands than she did). Realising I couldn’t play the game and hold her at the same time, I grabbed a skipping rope that was nearby, and tied her hands simply in front of her. Just a wrap around with a simple knot. So I leave her tied like that, even though hands bound in front she could easily still pole me. But she doesn’t, she just sits there while I keep playing.
About 20 mintues later, we get a call for dinner. I release her and turn the game off. The dining table only had space for four people (both our parents), so we went to the living room and sat on the couch. We hadn’t been eating long when she asked if we could play the ‘Knot Game’ as she called it after dinner. I was a bit surprised. I had been playing the occasional TuG (like soldiers etc as boys do), but I hadn’t planned on turning this into one. I obviously agreed, and once we had eaten, we went back through to her bedroom.
This time, I tie her a bit better. For a start, her hands were behind. I didn’t know any fancy techniques (I barely do now haha, all I really know is the tie around the limbs, then tie it down the middle). I tied her hands roughly the same way (just around with a simple knot, but a bit tighter). It wasn’t very good, and being a 9 year old girl with small hands, she slipped out in a few minutes. She then tied me the same way. Unlike her, my hands were too big to slip out, so I had to fumble for the knot (she was about as bad at this as I was haha). This repeated a couple of times over, until I asked if she had anything else we could use. Turned out she had another two skipping ropes, one thicker and one thinner than the one we were using.
So, using these, I use the thinner one to tie her hands, and thick one to tie her ankles, and the middle one to tie her hands to her ankles. I can’t remember if I’d seen the hogtie before, so no clue if I ‘invented’ it her. It took her a good 10 minutes to escape from this one, because of her slim hands as well as my rather shoddy technique at the time. She continued to tie my hands simply behind me, and I to hogtie her. We did mix it up a bit, such as knotting in a different place or using the different ropes. This carried on for about another 2 hours before we had to leave.
These games carried on for a few more years on the annual visit, but after I was 17 (and she 14) they stopped quite suddenly. Not because we no longer wanted to play them, but more out of lack of opportunity (things like no visiting for long enough, or they were away at the time etc).
So that was my first story, although it wasn’t the first time I’d played a TuG. Should I ever recall another (or perhaps another happening in the future), I’ll be sure to post about it!