Hey Everyone,
This is a followup to my last story $20 Challenge. You don't have to read the other story to get the idea of what's going on, but feel free here's the link: http://www.tieupgames.net/viewtopic.php?f=12&t=1268
So after the "$20 Challenge" my girlfriend had asserted that she could have just as easily kept me restrained with $10. So a few weeks later I decided to take her up on her offer but make it even harder than allowing her to just buy some of what she had before...
This time we were in target together. I gave her a $10 bill and challenged her to spend no more than the $10 to buy something(s) that would keep me tied down for at least a half hour - same as before, just half the money. The trickiest part was this time there were far more restrictions. The same rule applied: She was not allowed to buy anything she had already used on me before. So no handcuffs, rope, ribbon, tape or industrial strength velcro! Almost unfair right? And this time, if I got out, she was mine. It's been a while since she's let me tie her up. She likes being in control.
She said "ok, what do I get if I win?"
I said "you're not going to win" ha ha
She confidently said "yes I will, and what do I win and it better be good, this is much more of a challenge".
I thought ok, what would she want from me. What is chore-like that I really wouldn't mind doing if I had to. So I said "I'll wash your car". She had a black SUV that was almost never clean, cause well it was black.
She said "OK, as long as you promise to clean the inside and outside. I want it looking brand new when I win".
I agreed, afterall there was no way I was going to lose.
So we split up in the store and met back at the registers. She had picked up some shampoo, gum, some makeup, a set of sheets and rubber bands.
I said "did you find anything?"
She said "yes, see..."
I said "are you going to try and tie me up with rubberbands?"
She said “No, The sheets".
I laughed and said "LOSER!" ha ha I'm sorry but after the first challenge I was expecting something more, something that was really going to hold me.
So we got back to the apartment and she told me to go to the bedroom and relax for a bit. I layed on the bed and watched some TV.
A few minutes later she came in with the pillowcase from the sheet set and said ,"are you ready?".
I laughed and said, "sure, bring it on!"
She walked over and put the pillowcase over my head. The she said, "lay down on your stomach". It was rare to here her say that as she usually would like to tease me sexually while being tied up. So the idea that she wanted me face down showed that she was more serious about keeping me restrained.
She left the room and came back with the sheets. What I didn't know what that she had spent the last several minutes cutting the sheets into several different size strips.
She told me to "spread em". As she dumped the sheets onto the middle side of the bed, where my body wasn't. She grabbed my right wrist and started wrapping a thin strip around it. I thought it was rope and immediately said "wait, you said you got sheets".
She said, "I did, and I'm using them, they are just a little more effective now that I cut them up"
She continue to tie my wrist, wrapping it a few times, and them extended the long sheet piece to the bed corner and pulled it tight. She then went to my left side and did the same with my left hand.
Then she hopped up on the bed and said "still feeling confident".
I really wasn't worried at the time but let me tell you, when you cut up a sheet set there is a lot to work with...
I responded to her saying "yes, there is no way you'll win this one."
She was straddling me reached over and grabbed a small square sheet, reached under my face with it and stuffed it into my mouth, bunching and pushing the pillowcase in my mouth with it. She said, "talking time is over". And grabbed another long sheet strip and wrapped it around my mouth tying it in the back. She said, "no teething your way out of this one". - I had gotten out of one of her previous ties by using my teeth, I think she was bitter about it.
She then grabbed another sheet piece and wrapped it around my eyes. Even though I couldn't see much through the pillowcase this really turned the world black. It also kept me from rubbing the pillowcase off of my head later on.
Now she moved to my legs, tying each of them securely to the bed legs. The bed didn't have conventional posts so each time she tied me to it, she'd use the legs.
So there I was tied face down, spread on the bed. I figured she was done, but she was just beginning…
Next she took a sheet and extended it from my right hand to my right foot. Remember now my hands and feet are already being pulled towards the corners of the bed, now she was making them even more immobile by putting a sheet on that pulled in the opposite direction.She tied my left hand to my left foot the same way. Then she tied strips from my right foot to my left foot and my right hand to my left hand, completing a square of ties going from one part of me to the next. Now I was worried. Partially because I had never been tied spread on my stomach before. The only other time she tied me on my stomach was during a hogtie, but I was able to flip over onto my side when she did that, which helped me to move a bit and get free. Now I really couldn’t move in any direction.
To finish everything off she grabbed another few small sheet pieces and balled up my hands (not that I could move the anyway). She made really tight, thick almost mittens out of the sheets so that I couldn’t use my fingers to help me break free.
Once she finished she said, “My time’s up… Gotta watch my show… good luck!â€She left the room to go watch her favorite show and left me there to try and break free.
I started struggling, hoping something would come loose. Unfortunately for me, the first several minutes of my struggling only got the sheet underneath me (part of the bed) to move. For the life of me I couldn’t figure how to get out. I decided the only way was to get something free and that it would offset this complicated tie up that she created. I concentrated on my right foot because it was the only thing I was really able to move around somewhat. I was able to wiggle my way out of the sheet that was tied from it to my other foot… which didn’t do much to get me out.
Before I knew it an hour had gone by and I was still stuck there. It felt like forever. She finally let me out, but before she did she said "you don't have to clean the car if you let me tie you up in one other way tonight"...
//Stan\\