At the camp, they had a system of letting us kids take turns being a sort of helper to the junior counsellors for a day or two. That meant running errands for them and so on. My brother and I volunteered, as soon as we heard about this system, along with a few others. They accepted us all, and even promised us, that they would keep whom ever wanted it, tied up when ever possible.
So that way, we would spend most of the two weeks that the camp lasted, tied up one way or another when we weren‘t swimming or playing with the other kids.
Before the “Parents visiting day“, we called our mother and told her we wanted her to bring our hand- and ankle cuffs, so that we wouldn’t get so much chafing from the ropes, because they were starting to get a bit uncomfortable. They said they would and sure enough, when they came they had brought them along. They also, much to the counsellors delight and ours, brought our ball gagges.
“Pease and quiet, at last! Now we have chance to shut these two up! You know, they‘ve been talking non-stop, ever since they got here!†as one of the counsellors jokingly put it. “Now all we need are some kind of tethers, so they don’t run around as much doing other things, when they’re supposed to help us.â€
“Will these do?†my mother asked, and pulled out two chains from her bag, one about 1 metre long, the other one about 1,5 meters long and a couple of locks. “You simply fasten one end of it around the waist, in his case, or to the chastity belt in hers, and the other end around whatever is handiest. Simple, yet effective.â€
“Oh, goody!†the counsellor said. That night, we fastened the ankle cuffs to our beds and they remained there until the day we went home. The hand duffs on the other hand, could be used both day and night.
When it was my and my brothers’ turn to help out, we were told to bring our handcuffs. Then we went to the office (which was the largest building on the site). We were told by the counsellor that our first task were to sorting out the paperwork of the camp that morning. We were taken into a room at the back of the house, and tethered to a couple of chairs, “so we couldn’t get away from our chores,†she told us. She put the cuffs on us and gagged us. Then she left us to deal with the pile of paper that laid on the table in front of us. It was hard work sorting paper with our hands in cuffs, but we managed quite well.
When we were done doing that, the counsellor freed us from the chairs. He left the cuffs on, and lead us, still tethered but now to each other to the canteen, for some refreshments. It turned out to be a glass of water each! Then we were lead back towards the office. I told him, that I had to use the bathroom and he said “Just a moment!†and locked my brothers’ chain to a ring that was fastened to the wall outside of the office in the shade. Then he unlocked one of the cuffs and fastened it behind his back instead. After that, he put the ball gagges back in our mouths.
I was lead to the bathroom and fastened to a ring in there, which was placed low enough for me to sit down and do my business.
When I was done, I was lead back (by a female counsellor this time) and fastened to a ring beside my brother. We discovered that the chains were just long enough for us to sit in the sun, if we wanted to. After we had sat there for an hour or so, my brother was unfastened from the wall and lead back into the office. I could hear the counsellor talking to him through the open window. “We’re going down to the beach for a while,†she told him (and me). “Your task will be to answer the phone if or when it rings.†She told him what to say, when he answered. “One of us will be back in half an hour, so your sister will relieve you. This will go on, until lunch, at least. Now I’ll take your gag out. Who ever are coming along will put it back, when your sister comes in to relieve you. Any questions?†she asked. As I didn’t hear anything, I assumed he shook his head “noâ€. I could hear him clear his throat and then say “Thank you,†after a few minutes.
She came out and asked me, “Did you hear that?†I nodded. “Do you have any questions?†I thought for a moment and then shook my head. “O.K, then. See you in a while!â€
Every now and again, my brother would ask me things and I would grunt the answer back to him. Things like “Are you alright?†and so on. We worked out a system, where one grunt from the person sitting on the outside meant, “yes†and two rapid grunts meant “noâ€. Two slow grunts, that is two grunts with a pause between them, meant, “I don’t knowâ€.
Half an hour later, the same counsellor that had chained us up came back and lead my brother, now gagged, tethered around his waist and in handcuffs again, out of the house to be fastened next to where I was sitting. Then I was brought in to the house to begin my duty. This happened regularly for two hours, so we each got to spend a total of one hour outside and one hour inside the house.
After lunch, we were assigned to different counsellors and locations at opposite ends of the camp. For my part, it was mainly emptying trashcans and sweeping the paths, still wearing handcuffs and the tether.
There were some remarks about me being in handcuffs and gagged, but not a lot. We soon discovered, that more and more kids wandered around the camp grounds with their hands tied up, at least at some part of the day. But there were only a few, us included, that wore gagges too.
None of the grownups interfered unless they had, what they thought, a legitimate reason to do so.