Heroes and Villains, a childhood TUG story

Postby BondageWolf » Wed Oct 26, 2011 12:04 pm

One day when I was 9 years old my cousin Jane was babysitting me and our other cousin Martin (not their real names btw). At that time Jane was 15 and from what I can remember at that time looked almost like she was already an adult. her hair was blonde, straight and smooth. Martin was 11 and kinda tall for his age he had short spikey brown hair. Martin wanted to be a super villan and said that I could never defeat him. Of course we went back and forth like most children with a bunch of 'uh huh's and 'nuh uh's but eventually we just decided to start finding costumes. I went for a princess hero look, and pulled my long brown hair into a half done braid (lol), while Martin found a black sheet for a cape and a small black Zoro like mask with an elastic string that held it in place. While all this was going on Jane was doing her homework, and when she had finished she came in to see what we were up to. Well, appearently Martin had found some handcuffs in his search for a villains costume (Janes dad was a cop) and decided to use them because at that moment when she walked into the room Martin guided her over to a chair and cuffed her hands behind her back. At that time I wasn't paying a lot of attention to what was happening while working on my outfit in the other room, only that I could see them and noticed he had helped her over to the chair. She said it wasn't funny and to let her out but Martin wasn't planning on that anytime soon. He also had a scarf ready and while she was complaning and ordering him to get the keys, Martin pushed the scarf between her lips and then tied it tightly behind her head. I wasn't sure why I found myself so caught up with watching that happen back then, but I couldn't take my eyes off the scene. I finished my costumes and came into the room watching everything as it happened. Jane was making a lot of noise trying to talk, and eventually scream, through her gag. None of our parents would be home for another hour and a half, so her cries for help went unheard by anyone who could actually release her. They noticed that I had came in and I said in my best impression of a super hero for him to "Release her and turn youself in!" He laughed in that over the top villain way, "MUHAAHAHAAH" and said "never!" Jane said something through her gag that could have been "Oh brother" but it was hard to tell, and rolled her eyes. Martin and I exchanged a few more words and then "You cannot beat me!" Martin said as he moved forward and acted like he was punching me, making a PFFTH sound as he did. We were fake fighting for a few more minutes as Jane continued to struggle trying to find a way to free herself. After some time Martin and I got tired and sat down for a moment to rest. Jane had also gotten tired but when she noticed that the two of us were standing right next to her her head shot up and she looked kind of angry at us. I told Martin maybe we should let her go, but he said he didn't know where the keys were. Janes eyes got wide at that and her struggling began anew. "Well looks like she's stuck then." Martin said to me, then he had a evil twinkle in his eyes. He leaned over and whispered into my ear. I giggled and agreed. Jane noticed none of this. Martin got on one side of Jane and I took the other side. She mummbled something that sounded kind of threatening and Martin said in his best dastardly villian voice "You're not in any kind of postion to threaten anyone my dear. muhahahahah!" Then he looked at me and we both started tickling her sides. She gasped in shock and then started giggling uncontrolably. The giggling soon turned to shrieks and screams aas she twisted and wriggled in the chair. "Stuumph!" she begged but we didn't listen. We don't know how long it went on for but by the time we stopped tickling her we were all gasping for air and Janes cheeks were wet with tears from laughing so hard, she was extremely ticklish. A few minutes after we stopped all of our parents came home to find me and Martin watching TV and Jane still in the chair. When our parents came into the room Jane flew into a new fit of pleas for help. They asked what happened here and Martin said "We were playing superheros when Jane got stuck." Jane's dad Bob took out his keyring and found the handcuff key and removed the cuffs around Janes wrists. Her mother set to work trying to untie the knot at the back of her head, and it almost didn't loosen, but she finally managed to remove the gag. I guess martin was very good at tying knots. Jane stood up and rubbed her wrists and shot a death glare at Martin. I ran over and hugged her legs, hoping she wouldn't look at me like that. She looked down and smiled at me ruffling my hair just a little. Our parents weren't very mad, or at least mine weren't, they just ordered us never to touch uncle Bob's handcuffs ever again.
The end.

Thanks for reading :big:

Re: Heroes and Villains, a childhood TUG story

Postby xtc » Wed Oct 26, 2011 2:35 pm

Thanks for posting but, if I may pick my usual nit, paragraphing would make your story much easier to read.
Sorry, I'm picky but I do want to enjoy your otherwise well-presented story.
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Re: Heroes and Villains, a childhood TUG story

Postby sarumansauron » Wed Oct 26, 2011 3:48 pm

Cool story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: Heroes and Villains, a childhood TUG story

Postby viking » Fri Oct 28, 2011 2:54 am

good story :big:
like xtc said "paragraphing would make your story easier to read" but beside of that it was a good story.
if you got more stories then it would be a pleasure to read them :D
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape