## The Brown Polyester Belt (M/f)

Post by markusthe1st » Fri Jul 08, 2011 8:11 am

The first time with my cousin Tina came after I had been tying up my aunt, Tina's mother. She was the first person I had ever really played TUGs with. You can read the story here: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=2524.
One fateful day, she decided to put an end to our tie-up games. I remember it like it was yesterday. We were driving in the back of a Jeep, and there was a coil of rope just sitting there by my feet. I couldn't stop thinking about it.
Squeezed in the back with Tina on one side and my aunt on the other, we were getting close to home. I finally just blurted out to my aunt, "Can I tie you up?" Driving down the highway in a jeep, the wind noise was really loud.
She said, "Huh?"
I pointed to the rope and asked her again, only louder. To my surprise, everyone else in the Jeep heard me too. Yup, I had officially embarassed her with our tie-up games.
She nodded, "No," but pointed to my cousin Tina and said, "Why don't you tie her instead?"
Tina heard and said, "It's okay, you can tie me." At least that's what it looked like she said. The important thing was that she nodded her head "Yes."
So I grabbed the rope - it was old and dirty and very thick - and reality set in: there was no room in the back seat to really tie anyone up. I tried, but the rope was so thick that it was hard to tie a knot. Tina turned to me and stuck her hands out in front, but her small wrists and the huge rope made it impossible.
Not to mention I had an audience of three grownups watching the whole time now. I'm sure my uncle and his friend in the front seat wanted to know why I asked his wife such a question. He was never around when I tied my aunt up before, so the question had to make him wonder.
I finally gave up, pulling the rope off of her wrists.
"We can try again when we get home," my cousin said.
Walk the mile first... then have the fun!

### Re: The Brown Polyester Belt (M/f)

Post by markusthe1st » Fri Jul 08, 2011 10:52 am

So, we got home about 10 minutes later. We were coming home from a swimming trip at the lake, and living less than a mile apart, they decided to drop me off at home first. I was supposed to sleepover that night, so the plan was that I would run up and get my things and then come back downstairs to get a ride to my cousin's house.
Tina came upstairs with me while I got changed and grabbed some extra clothes. Sitting in the laundry pile was one of my mom's polyester belts. She basically wore these huge dresses all the time, and each one had a matching belt. This one was dark brown with small white stripes, and was like a long, thin silk scarf. No buckles, all fabric. Still hung up on tying up Tina, I grabbed the belt and threw it in with my clothes. I also grabbed a jump rope in my room and a couple of bandannas. I couldn't find my big section of clothesline anywhere, mainly because my dad had already taken it back to use for, well, a clothesline!
A few minutes later, we were pulling into their driveway. It was summer and around dinner time, so it was still pretty hot outside. I threw my things inside and came back outside. Tina and Janie, her younger sister by a year, came outside a couple moments later. We were playing behind the garage near a huge tree and she just came out and asked me, "Are you going to tie me up now?"
I ran back inside and grabbed the brown belt and jump rope, then met Tina behind the garage again. Janie had taken off to play with one of her friends. So, I tied Tina to the tree, wrapping her hands behind it, but the trunk was pretty big, so her wrists didn't even come close to touching. She was really playful and started kicking me and yelling, "Help."
So, I used the jump rope to tie her ankles and a bandanna to gag her. She was laughing the whole time.
Walk the mile first... then have the fun!

### Re: The Brown Polyester Belt (M/f)

Post by barefoot99 » Mon Jul 11, 2011 1:50 pm

did you tie tina up anymore after that?
BAREFOOT AND CUFFED, THAT'S THE ONLY WAY TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

### Re: The Brown Polyester Belt (M/f)

Post by markusthe1st » Tue Jul 12, 2011 7:33 am

Oh yes... two more times that night during the sleepover. More to come, the brown polyester belt was used a LOT over the course of the upcoming years of tugs with my cousins!
Walk the mile first... then have the fun!

### Re: The Brown Polyester Belt (M/f)

Post by barefoot99 » Thu Jul 14, 2011 3:48 pm

post more please
BAREFOOT AND CUFFED, THAT'S THE ONLY WAY TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

### Re: The Brown Polyester Belt (M/f)

Post by viking » Mon Jul 18, 2011 3:42 am

good story so far. can't wait for the next part
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

### Re: The Brown Polyester Belt (M/f)

Post by markusthe1st » Thu Jul 28, 2011 12:13 pm

Finally, I had her tied to the tree. She was really playing up the whole "damsel in distress" thing, yelling (pretty loudly) through the bandanna cleave gag, "Help me! Somebody help me!"
She started struggling a lot, and I discovered a fatal flaw in the brown polyester belt: it stretched really easily. When I first finished tying her hands, they were wrapped around the tree behind her, but at least a foot apart, because the trunk was just too big. After she struggled for a while, they were now further apart, and she was hopping - with her ankles tied - around the base of the tree to stretch the belt even further!
"Hey, you can't do that!" I told her. But she just laughed and kept hopping back and forth until the point where she had enough length so she could fall to her knees and pull as hard as she could to stretch the belt even further. It was fast becoming a failed experiment with the belt, but we were both having a lot of fun. She eventually was able to pull her gag out of her mouth and leave it hanging around her neck. I walked over to untie her, but she just said, "No - I'll get it."
A moment or so later, she was sitting next to the tree untying her ankles. The belt was now twice as long as it originally was, but at the time I had told myself it was useless for tying her with. Boy, was I ever wrong - more on that later.
Walk the mile first... then have the fun!

### Re: The Brown Polyester Belt (M/f)

Post by markusthe1st » Fri Sep 02, 2011 9:07 am

Once she got free, she asked me "if I was done" now - meaning was I going to tie her up again. I couldn't believe how eager she was to play! At the time I felt like I need some "real" rope, because of the way the belt stretched, so I told her I wanted to tie her up again, I just need to find some more rope, because all I had was the jump rope. She told me to look in their garage, which was really more like a carport with walls, as it didn't have a door. And, it was loaded with stuff, mostly paint cans and other supplies like that.
She came with me, and to my surprise, I discovered the garage had support poles - perfect for tying someone to! So, I did - I tied her hands behind one of the poles with the jump rope. We chatted as I looked around the garage, and she spun around the pole, moving this way and that, trying to get loose. She did eventually, after about five minutes.
I found another section of rope, but it was pretty short - only about six feet long at the most. She let me tie her to the pole again, but this time I tied her ankles together too, and gagged her with the bandanna. I couldn't believe how much she could move around, even with her hands and feet tied together and to the pole. She didn't just struggle a little, either - she struggled a lot. I could tell she was having fun proving to me that she was better *because* she could get out when I tied her up.
This started a little rivalry that went on for a few years. Again, she got her hands loose, and untied her own ankles and took off the gag, throwing it at me before running out of the garage. Yup, she threw a gauntlet at me, and I was only too eager to try again.
Soon, dinner was ready, and then TV with her parents. At one point my uncle asked where Tina was, and my aunt jokingly said, "Probably tied up in the basement." Just then Tina walked in, and I realized, the basement! Poles, a spare bed, and out of the way of the household! My aunt had helped me again, without even realizing it.
More on that later.
Walk the mile first... then have the fun!

### Re: The Brown Polyester Belt (M/f)

Post by bound-black-girl lover » Sat Sep 03, 2011 12:42 pm

Yes--you DEFINITELY have to bind and gag your girl cousin in the away-from-prying-eyes basement!

### Re: The Brown Polyester Belt (M/f)

Post by markusthe1st » Fri Sep 09, 2011 10:19 am

Unfortunately, that night didn't bring the explosion of TUGs I had expected, not that the day itself wasn't awesome enough. I mean, looking back, I now had a new TUGs buddy in my cousin that didn't require my parents going out for me to tie her up. She was my age, eager to play the "damsel in distress", and pretty damn good at getting free all by herself.
Nope, that night brought on a 4-hour game of Monopoly that had the parents going to bed angry at each other, and the rest of us crashing all bleary-eyed on the living room floor in our sleeping bags. The next day we were off early, heading up to the mountains for a picnic with the whole family. It wasn't going to be until the following weekend that I got to tie up my cousin once again.
Come Friday afternoon, I was walking over to my cousins house, where I was going to spend the night. It couldn't be a more perfect situation for tie-up games, as my aunt and uncle were going out, and their friend, who was supposed to be watching us, was actually having some friends over for a card game, so us kids were the last thing on his mind.
While he played cards in the basement, we watched TV in the living room. I began a little game with Tina where I would tie her hands behind her and she would struggle and get free. At this point in my bondage experience, I had not yet learned about cinching, or any real, proper way to tie someone up. I got lucky with my aunt because of sheer brute force in that I used so many of my mom's belts, that the number of times it was wrapped around her and tied off made it impossible for her to escape.
With Tina, I only had the same couple of pieces of rope I had used the weekend before, but as long as she was playing, I was tying. She sat on the edge of the sofa and put her hands behind her for me to tie. Once I was finished, she would struggle, stand up, walk around the room, and eventually wriggle herself free. On the third time, I tied her ankles together too, so she hopped around the room instead, but still got free after a few moments.
My other cousin Janie watched us the whole time. After she saw Tina hopping around the room, she said, "That looks stupid." Janie was about a year and a half younger than Tina, who had just turned 13.
When Tina came back to the sofa again and handed me the rope, I asked her if she wanted to help me ambush her sister and tie her up. She said yes, and asked what I wanted to do? My great plan was simple - I would tie her hands, she would pretend she couldn't get free and ask her sister to help. When she did, Tina would pull her hands free and grab Janie, using the rope on her instead. I would jump in with the other piece of rope, and together we would both tie her up.
So, the plan was set and we were underway. Only one problem: I tied her hands too good and she couldn't pull them loose! The one time all night that she didn't get free easily was the one time I/we counted on her to be able to! It was comical, because while she was struggling to just pull her hands free, I was sneaking up with the other piece of rope. Janie saw me and said, "Oh no you don't" and started running around the room! I caught her, as she didn't try very hard to get away at all, and finally tied her hands together behind her back.
Tina was still tied the way I had left her. I was like, "What happened?" and she said she couldn't get her hands free. I laughed, but didn't untie her. With both of my cousins hands tied, I wanted to find some more rope in a hurry. The only thing I could think of was the brown polyester belt I had left outside the weekend before.
Leaving them tied in the living room watching TV, I snuck out to the back yard. At first I couldn't find it, until I had walked right into it! Mt cousins had tied it to a branch on the tree and had somehow stretched it out very long. It was at least 20 feet long at this point, easy. I had to climb up to get it, and once I returned to the living room, both Tina and Janie had untied themselves and were watching some movie on TV.
The two pieces of rope were sitting on the sofa, so I grabbed one and headed towards Janie. To my surprise, she put her hands behind her back without a chase this time. I tied them with the piece of rope, then used the other to tie her ankles together. I went all out this time, and gagged her with a bandanna too. She made me promise not to blindfold her, because she wanted to watch her movie.
I headed towards Tina with the brown polyester belt, but just then our "babysitter" walked in and found Janie all bound and gagged on the floor. He was a little drunk, so he just said something like, "I'll be back in ten minutes. make sure she's untied by then."
So, I untied her, but made plans for later that evening once we were going to bed. Around 4:00 AM, I had a surprise for Tina that involved my extra-long brown polyester belt.
Walk the mile first... then have the fun!