## A school tie

Post by lasse672000 » Tue Sep 01, 2009 12:02 pm

She sneaked in the room. Her mother sat in the sofa, as she had promised. Still sneaking, the girl went over to her mother, put an arm around her neck and whispered: â€œDonâ€™t make a sound, or youâ€™ll die! Stand up and put your hands on your back!â€ in her ear. Her mother nodded and complied.
They were rehearsing a school play and had come to the scene where the villainess was about to capture and tie the hero up. She was having great difficulties with this scene and her mother had agreed to play the hero against her villainess. Even though it was only a school play, she wanted it to be as â€œrealâ€ as possible. That was why, she told herself over and over again, she now enjoyed stuffing her motherâ€™s mouth full of wadded up handkerchiefs and tying a scarf around her head. Then she obviously just had to follow it up with ropes around the elbows, wrists, knees and ankles. Maybe, but just maybe, she went a little bit too far when she hogtied her mother as well, but no one complained.
She left her mother tied up that way, for a couple of minutes and then went to untie her. She had been unsuccessful in freeing herself, because her daughter was a master knottier, even though she was only 10 years old. In all fairness, she had been practicing knotting almost every day for the past 6 months or so, ever since she learned she was about to be cast as the villain in the play. Why they wanted a girl villain no one explained, but it soon became obvious. One of the last scenes of the play, required her to be tied up, and as it had been written by boys (among them a boy she was dating). The rest was somewhat obvious, she thought.
â€œNow, letâ€™s jump to the scene where I get captured!â€ she said to her mother.
â€œYes, yes, all right! Take it easy, will you!â€ she said with a smile, as she took the wadded up handkerchiefs from her mouth. â€œYou are really getting much too good at this tying up lark, you know!â€ Then she said with as manlike a voice as she could:â€O.K, the game is over! Give yourself up, you heinous criminal!â€Her daughter put her hands in the air and surrendered. She was tied and gagged much the same way, that she had tied and gagged her mother, a little while ago, including the hogtie.
When it was time to be freed, her mother scooped her up of the sofa and carried her to bed, where she only released her from the rope connecting her wrists with her ankles. As an afterthought, the rope around the elbows came off as well. Her hands were released for a second or two, only to be retied in front of her. Last, but not least, a blindfold was put over her eyes. Her mother said â€œGood night!â€ and left her lying on the bed with her clothes on.
The morning after, when her mother came to wake her up, she was tied up the same way as the night before.
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### Re: A school tie

Post by Plueschbabycd » Tue Sep 01, 2009 12:52 pm

Very good the new story. I will see what cam next. I like all story oft you.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

### A school tie pt 2

Post by lasse672000 » Thu Sep 03, 2009 12:01 pm

Her brother had a part in the play as well. Not a major one like hers, but still a pretty important one. Furthermore, he was one of the few people in the play that get to tie her up, but not to be tied by her. When she had practiced her tying-up-skills on him a few times and got it down to perfection, they both agreed that it was time for him to do some practicing on her as well. After all, he was not the one tied up by her; instead, he was going to tie her up, and on more than one occasion, according to the script. Besides, they both knew that he liked tying people up, just as much as she did. So they gathered the ropes and set to work â€œrehearsingâ€.
They had a quick look through the script and saw that it required:
Act 1; a chair-tie
Act 2; being tied to a pole, and finally
Act 3; being tied hand and foot on the floor
They decided that they would start the practice with a simple chair-tie, featured in the first act. He got a chair from the kitchen and forced her to sit in it, all according to the script. Then he took one rope and tied her left wrist to the left side of the backrest. Then he took another rope and did the same thing to her right wrist. The legs were tied together at the knees, but the feet were tied individually to the legs of the chair. â€œNot the most comfortable of ties. For the knees, I meanâ€ she noted.
â€œYeah, I know! Iâ€™m glad Iâ€™m not being tied that way.â€ He brother said. After a couple of tries, they agreed that it was as good as it would get. The pole-tie was a bit trickier, but down in the basement, there were concrete-pillars running along the middle of the room, that they decided to use for practicing purposes. He collected the spare ropes, tied her hands together in front of her (â€˜to stay in characterâ€™ he said), and led her down there.
Having negotiated the stairs safely (not an easy thing, with your hands tied together). He, once again tied her knees together. Then, she had her hands released; only to have them retied behind one of the pillars. Her feet were then secured to the pillar and the ends of the rope around her knees were knotted off behind it, as well. They agreed on that it would look more convincing, that way. As before, it took a couple of tries to get it right, but they were soon satisfied with the result. She looked as if she was not going to get out of any of the first two ties.
For the third and final tie, being tied lying on the floor, they tested a couple of ways, including being hog-tied (which they soon agreed, was taking it a bit too seriously). They once again agreed that, if she would lie stretched out on her stomach on the floor, her hands tied behind her back and her feet and knees tied together, would look best and be the most comfortable in the end. â€œOK, then that is settled. Iâ€™ll leave you now, shall I? You can get free on your own. Canâ€™t you, sis?â€ her brother asked, with a devilish grin on his face. â€œI probably could,â€ she said squirming to get free, strongly emphasising the word probably.
â€œGood!â€ he chimed as he rammed a handkerchief he had hidden in his pocket in her mouth and tying a scarf around her face to hold it in place. â€œIâ€™ll be back in 15 minutes to see how you are doing then, shall I?â€ With those words, he left her to get free on her own.
When he came back down 20 minutes later, she had actually almost succeeded in freeing herself. â€œThis play is going to be awesomeâ€ they both said in unison.
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