Fall 1966 - A Game of Commando - Story Complete

Postby Tom Ford » Tue Dec 21, 2010 8:17 am

Its time for another installment of my tie-up adventures when I was a boy. I hope you like this!!!

Thanks to Viking and Sarumansauron for your comments on my last story.
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Fall 1966 - A Game of Commando - Part I (m+/f)

Postby Tom Ford » Tue Dec 21, 2010 8:18 am

Fall 1966

A Game of Commando

Part I

A Clever Plan
(m+/f)


In the last story, Betty and Maggie launched an impromptu game by trying to tie up Angela. I soon was involved and decided to use this opportunity to capture the others. We did, but Betty and Maggie switched sides, and we lost, again.

We still remembered with fondness the games that we played on the wooded hills on our great grandfather’s place, and since we had our own hilly woods in our backyard, we decided to play a couple of games with tying-up being involved. We already played there numerous times, but not with any tie-up games involved. It was usually ‘bang bang your dead’ type of games.

The next day, Saturday, we went to play in the woods. Officially, we called this game ‘Commando’, instead of the usual ‘Cops and Robbers’, ‘Capture the Flag’, etc, but it was simply a ‘capture all the members of the other team’ game. We, or to be more accurate, Andrew, decided to tell Angela about our game. At first, she wasn’t all that interested, until he casually mentioned that there would be tie-ups involved, and she immediately told us that she’d want to join us.

Now, the girls, like us boys, have played in the woods before, but they never had taken part in our stalking games before, with or without tie-ups. They didn’t want games that were too rough.

***

It was Autumn, and the cold wind was blowing the leaves off the trees. The weather was still dry, so it gave us a break. So all of us boys wore jeans and sweatshirts over t-shirts, while Angela, the only girl, wore a sweater, a skirt that reached to just below her calves, and tights over her legs to insulate herself from chilly wind. She also wore a scarf around her neck. All of us wore sneakers with thick socks. Andrew, David, Donald, and I wore hats, as did Angela. All of us brought bags which contains our supplies.

We quickly agreed on the rules. There would be four members for each group, to be decided by coin toss, and we would go to separate ends of the hilly woods. There was a clearing on those parts that would serve as our base. We would go to the clearing and the game would start at a certain time. It was eight in the morning, and we had just finished breakfast. We would wait until the vegetation was completely dry of dew so we won’t get too dirty before we start.

The coin toss revealed the following groupings.


Heads – Andrew (10)
Tails – Frank (9)
Tails – Chester (10)
Tails – Jay (10)
Tails – Donald (9)


The remaining three did not anymore bother to toss the coin because to maintain numerical balance, they automatically became part of Andrew’s group. So it was Andrew, Angela (9), David (10), and I (9) against Frank, Chester, Jay, and Donald. I think all of us knew that our opponents stood little chance of winning given the groupings, but nobody said it out loud.

We immediately agreed on the rules of the game. The objective is to capture as much of the opposite team as possible. Once all members have been captured, they would be gathered in a single place selected by the captors, where they would automatically lose the game. If by noon, not everyone of a group has been captured, the group holding the most captives would win. If both teams have the same number of captives at the end of the game, we would count the total number of captives including the ones who escaped. If both groups have no captives at noon, then the one who had held the most captives before their escape would win. If for example, at noon, all of us were free, but say, Angela and I had been held captive and escaped, while only Frank was captured of the other group and escaped, then they would win. If there were the same number of captured members of each team, then we would either declare the game a draw, or would resume the game after lunch, at two in the afternoon.

We can capture a member of the opposite team by water pistol. If you got hit by a stream of water, you have to surrender to the one who fired on you.

We departed for the clearing at one end of the woods. There, we waited for nine o’clock, the designated start of the game, to arrive. In the meantime, we discussed our strategy. I thought that Angela and Andrew would argue about what to do, but she was quiet as my brother discussed his plans.

“There are many ways we could do it, but I know a sure fire way to win,” said Andrew. “First, let’s assume that they’d come after us. But it would be difficult for us to find them, right? Especially if they split up!”

“How do you know they’d split up?” asked Angela.

“Well, I don’t, but if they don’t, it would easier for us to capture them all. Besides, I’m pretty sure that the twins would be sticking together and Frank and Donald would also be together. I don’t think they’d be foolish enough to split up one by one,” said my brother.

“Go on,” said David.

“Well, the key to this game is to lure them to a place where we can capture them without them seeing us,” said Andrew. “I know a place where there are lots of bushes and plants where we can hide. Then, when they pass, we can simply zap them before they can react. Now comes the crucial part.” He looked at Angela. “Angela, do you want to have the most important role in this plan?”

Not having played this kind of game before, she was eager. “Yes, yes, I would!”

We were all attentive as Andrew continued.

“The next problem is how to make sure they pass through there, or fall for our trap. Just waiting for them to pass would simply take too much time. I propose we lure them there. But how do we do it? I propose that we tie someone of our group in that place. It would attract them like flies to honey, don’t you think? And that one would be Angela!”

“I’m going to be the bait?” she asked.

“Yes,” Andrew said.

The look on Angela’s face told me that either she was pleased that she had gotten a lot of attention, again, or that she was peeved that she would be put on the ropes, again.

“You all want just want to tie me up!” she accused. “But Andrew’s plan is good, and I don’t think they’d fall for the trap if it were the others, right?”

“Yes,” said Andrew. “Now, it’s still a couple of minutes before nine, but we should tie you right now so we won’t waste time setting-up the trap when we get to the site! We’ll tie your hands and gag you here, so when we arrive there, we could simply tie her to a tree.”

David and I were floored by this audacious plan. Clearly, Andrew had thought this through. So that was why he invited her to join our games in the first place!

“Andy, you better hope this works, or you’re going to get it!” she said, then laughed. “Why am I not surprised by this?” she asked as Andrew took a large bandana from his pocket, rolled it into a narrow band, and approached her.

“Now, turn around and put your hands behind you!” my brother asked.

“Don’t tell me you’re only using that to tie my hands,” Angela asked.

“You’d be surprised how effective it is,” David replied.

She first put her hands behind her palm to palm. Andrew wound it then tightened it, but did not yet knot it. It was snug, and if that was all, then it was easily escapable.

My brother asked her to then cross her wrists. She did so and Andrew tied the remain ends vertically, then knotted it on the back of her hands. It looked simple, but it was effective.

“Now try to get out of that,” said Andrew. “Just don’t try to put your hands in front. Trust me, the ground’s dirty.”

Angela tried, but after five minutes, she gave up. “I’ve got to hand it to you, Andy, this really is good. It’s more comfortable than rope,” she said. Although that kind of tie-up technique would prove ineffective in the future, she really didn’t struggle that much as she didn’t want to spoil their game.

“I suppose you’ll gag me next,” she resignedly said.

“Angie, you took the words right out of my mouth,” Andrew smiled. “But I think Tom should do the honors!”

I was surprised—I thought Andrew would do all the tying—and delighted. I wanted to have my revenge. I took a handkerchief, balled it up and put it in her willing mouth. I then took a bandana, knotted it in the center, pushed it between her teeth, and tied it tight at the back of her head. I finished by taking another bandana, folded it into a wide band, and tied it over her cleave gag and tied it in the back of the head.

“Now that’s a well muffled captive!” David remarked.

“Bait, not captive!” Andrew corrected. “She’s part of the team, after all! Well, it’s nine. Let’s go and get ‘em! Tom, you walk behind Angela so she won’t slip or have any accidents.”
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Re: Fall 1966 - A Game of Commando - Part I (m+/f)

Postby sarumansauron » Tue Dec 21, 2010 11:56 am

Good begining! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: Fall 1966 - A Game of Commando - Part I (m+/f)

Postby viking » Wed Dec 22, 2010 8:52 am

great start, i wonder if the trap worked.
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

Fall 1966 - A Game of Commando - Part II (m+/f), (mm/mm)

Postby Tom Ford » Thu Dec 23, 2010 6:51 am

Thanks to sarumansauron, and Viking, for the kind comments.

Fall 1966

A Game of Commando

Part II

In the Forest
(m+/f), (mm/mm)

It was ten minutes after nine. The leaves were dry and free of drew, so we walked as fast as we could. We would’ve run but Angela, bound and wearing a skirt, precluded that. We arrived at the place Andrew was talking about. We all were clutching water pistols, and immediately went to work.

David took a long piece of rope and positioned Angela so she was standing next to a small tree. The tree was young, with a trunk about half a feet in diameter. He tightly wrapped the rope around her waist a couple of times before knotting it in front. He took another rope and tied it over her chest. He didn’t bother tying her ankles or knees to the tree; it wasn’t needed.

“Struggle as much as you can. Make as much noise as possible,” Andrew loudly whispered.

Angela nodded.

We then went behind some nearby bushes and hid.

Angela then began her act. Even though she knew it was impossible, or gave the impression that it was inescapable, she tried her best to escape. Or at least gave the impression that she was trying her best to escape. She also screamed into her gag. Even though the gag I put on her was heavy, the sounds were still pretty loud. Her grunts could be heard within a good distance.

We hid in the bushes as quietly as possible. We were still. My eyes were on Angela, while Andrew was scanning the area around us. Soon, we heard footsteps and voices.

“What the? What is going on here?” I heard Frank say in a loud voice.

I heard them running, and soon, I saw them stop where Angela was bound. Both were carrying backpacks, and both were holding loaded water pistols in their hands.

“Angela? Wow! Talk about lucky breaks!” Donald shouted. “I thought I heard something, but those mmpphss were clearly yours!”

“Chet and Jay must have captured her and tied her here while they chased after the others,” Frank concluded. “We should bring her back to our camp before any of her team mates find her.”

Both of them put their pistols away so that they can untie Angela from the tree.

That was our signal. As soon as they were busy trying to untie Angela from the tree, Andrew dashed to where they were, followed by David and I. We closed the distance between us in a matter of seconds, and soon, both Frank and Donald’s sweaters’ were wet with water pistol fire.

Both looked stupefied, and raised their hands. “It was a trap!” Frank exclaimed.

“Yup!” David exclaimed. “And you fell for it!”

“You two tie them up, I’m going to untie our bait!” Andrew ordered as went over to Angela to untie her.

“Shouldn’t we untie her when we got all four of them?” asked David.

“I’ve got a better idea,” said Andrew as he removed the ropes that secured her to the tree. He then removed her wrist bonds.

In the meantime, I went to work with Frank. He already had his hands behind him. I used a short piece of rope to tie his wrists. It was the wrap and cinch method. In addition, I got a short piece of rope, tied it to one of the belt loops, then wrapped it around the wrists over the original bonds. In the meantime, David tied my cousin Donald the same way, hands behind back, and wrap and cinch.

“So what’s your plan?” Angela, who had removed her gag and was watching David and I tie up our captives, asked. “If you ask me, you should tie me up in that tree and use me to bait the other two.”

Andrew, who was also watching, replied, “So you want to be tied up again?”

“No, but I like to win, and seeing how easy we captured those two, why not?”

“For starters, we have those two,” said Andrew. “I don’t want to risk capture by splitting us up. Chet and Jay, they are only two, and I don’t want to give them an advantage by splitting us up.”

“Huh?” I asked as I prepared to gag Frank.

“Well, I don’t want to leave those two alone, as Chet and Jay might find them and free them. Now, if we have to guard them, we would split up and risk capture, right? So instead of using Angela as bait,” my brother explained, “let’s use those two as the bait! Gag them well, so they can’t warn them. As for you Angela, I have plans for you!”

“Oooh, I’m scared! Let me guess, it involved me being tied up again?”

“No! We’ll tie those two to the trees here. Now, we’ll make it look like that you alone are guarding them. You stand and taunt them and tickle them and try to speak with as loud a voice as you can without raising suspicion. Hopefully, the ruckus you’d make would be enough to attract the twins. We’ll hide as usual. Now, since they think you’re alone, they’ll try to capture you. Let yourself be captured. While they are tying you up and freeing Frank and Donald, we’ll simply dash and ran and take them.”

I was listening as my brother laid out his plans. What could I say? It was brilliant! He’s really smart. No wonder we had a hard time winning more tie-up games than my brother.

“What if the twins separated?” asked David.

“They won’t,” said Andrew. “Unless one of them is captured, they always stick together. But, if they do, here is what we do. If only one of them approached you, Angela, then you two, Tom and David, would dash out and attack him. I’ll stay hidden to back you up in case the other one would try to capture you. If both of them appeared and tried to capture Angela and free his teammates, all three of us would attack together.”

We accepted his plan, for we have no better ones. We then tied Frank and Donald to two young trees similar to the tree that Angela was tied to before. We took extra care to gag them thoroughly. Their mouths were packed with cloth, and we covered their lips with long strips of cloth tried around heir heads. They had heard our plans and we had no intention of letting them warn the twins of the impending trap.

The three of us hid behind some thick bushes that were just within a few feet from Angela and the two captives. We waited. We were close enough that we could hear and understand Angela’s bluster.

The dialogue below might not be her exact words as I did not quote her verbatim in my diary, but I wrote the gist of it. Her voice was loud and ensured that wherever the twins were, they would hear her.

“Frank and Donald! Captured! You can’t beat us! Captured by a girl! Wait until the others hear of it! You know you’re screwed, right! Well answer! Oh wait, you can’t because you’re gagged. You’re pathetic! You’re waiting for the twins to rescue you? Well, fat chance of that happening! You should be thankful that a beautiful girl like me caught you! At least that’s something to boast about to your friends! Do you think I’m beautiful? You better answer right or you’d regret it!”

And it went on like this for the next fifteen minutes. It was very hard not to burst out laughing as she strutted around like a peacock in front of our captives and mercilessly taunted them with insults ranging from humorous to the lame. She then tickled them, all the while talking about how they are being punished for being “mean” to her in the past and how girls are better than boys and how boys are as dumb as a rock. She first tickled Frank mercilessly, then Donald. I was beginning to feel sorry for them and would that the twins would arrive so that they’re agony would be ended.

“You boys are so dumb! We girls are superior to you every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every week of every month of every year of this every century! I know you want to laugh, Frank, so I’m doing you a favour! That’s it! Laugh! Laugh! Don’t worry Donald! You’ll have your turn! You know? Andy told me that after we capture the twins, we’ll leave you tied up all day long and we’ll tickle you while we’re at it! We’ll then leave you hear for the bears and the snakes and the snails and the birds!”

Both boys’ faces were red. Fortunately for them, it would soon be over.

We heard the voices that we were waiting for—the twins.

“Hold it right there, missy,” I heard Chester say as he came into view and pointed his water pistol at Angela.

“Yeah, drop it!” Jay said as he came forward.

Angela turned around and saw them approaching her. “Don’t go nearer!” she said. “I’m armed,” she said as she pointed her pistol at their direction.

Fortunately for us, Chester went right in front of the bushes we were hiding in as they cautiously approached Angela. We wasted no time.

I immediately shot Chester. Andrew then dashed out to Jay, whose pistol was pointed at Angela, who pointed her pistol at Jay. Jay saw Andrew and immediately tried to shoot his attacker, but as he did so, he forgot about Angela who was in front of him who immediately ran forward and shot him with water. Andrew was wet with from Jay’s water gun, but it didn’t matter. We won. And rather easily too. Besides, even if it failed, David would have set things right.

It was over in less than thirty seconds. Both were stunned.

“It was a trap!” Chester said.

“Yes it was,” Angela crowed, “and you fell for it!”
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Re: Fall 1966 - A Game of Commando - Part II posted

Postby sarumansauron » Thu Dec 23, 2010 9:21 am

Very good story! I would like to have had so good you experience as yours in my childhood. Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Fall 1966 - A Game of Commando - Part III (mmf/mm)

Postby Tom Ford » Sat Dec 25, 2010 7:49 am

First of all, Merry Christmas to everyone!!!

To sarumansauron, thanks for the kind words.

Fall 1966

A Game of Commando

Part III

Sweet Victory
(mmf/mm)



Both Chester and Jay raised their hands in surrender. David emerged from the bushes while Andrew and rummaged our bags for ropes and other tying materials.

“Hands behind,” Andrew ordered as he took a twelve foot rope, folded it, and tied it around Chester’s wrists. The wrists were bound tightly and securely. The rope was long enough that my brother was able to wrap it around Chester’s waist and knot it there after he used it on his wrists. He stuffed a rolled up sock in his mouth and secured it with a long piece of cloth tied tightly around his mouth and head three times before being knotted at the back of his head.

I used a shorter rope to tie Jay’s wrists from behind. I then used another shorter rope to pull his elbows as close as I dared to. My ropes were tight, but my inquiry on whether it hurt or not yielded a negative answer from my captive. Satisfied, I was about to gag him but David insisted on doing it. I complied as I gave him a wadded handkerchief. David put it in Jay’s willing mouth. He then asked him to put his lips together as he got a roll of duct tape from his mouth and plastered his face with six long strips across his mouth from ear to ear.

In the meantime, Angela untied Frank and Donald from the trees but kept them bound otherwise.

“We’ll march them to our camp,” Andrew indicated. “Grab one captive each and let’s go!”

We did. I took hold of Jay, while David took Frank. Angela grabbed Donald while Andrew had Chester. Careful to ensure our captive’s safety, we marched them towards our camp.

When we arrived, we debated what to do. Angela insisted that they be bound for a further thirty minutes as penalty for losing. On that, we agreed, but balked at her suggestion that we tickle them during that period. We were not opposed on principle to the concept of tickling your captives, but because in the last cops and robbers game, we agreed on no tickling. Angela, however, insisted.

Finally, Andrew decided that since Angela had been the bait on the capture of the entire enemy team, and that she was the only one to be tied up on our side as a result, and that we couldn’t have won without her, she should have the privilege of tickling them. But only for five minutes.

“Well, okay,” Angela said, relieved that she would be allowed to tickle our captives. She later told me that she expected that her request would be denied.

“But how about us?” David and I protested.

“Well, you did insist upon no tickling, and I must hold you to your promise,” Andrew replied.

David and I were crestfallen.

“But I think I’ll allow it. For five minutes only. But first, let’s tie them to the trees over there,” he pointed to a couple of trees marking the boundary of the clearing where our camp was.

We tied them to the trees. The trees on this part of the woods were thick, and so we just wrapped long pieces of rope around the trees and our friends. We have brought enough rope to tie an army, so there were more than enough to use for our purposes. We tied them identically—we used a very long rope to mummify them to the tree from ankles to shoulders. It wasn’t impressive ropework—here it’s a clear case of quantity over quality, but it’s enough to inescapably hold them.

We stepped back after we finished. From left to right, on adjacent trees were Frank, Chester, Donald, and Jay. We were about to begin the tickling when who should arrive but the younger kids. It was Henry (8), Angela’s younger brother, who found us.

“Hey, they’re here!” he shouted.

Betty (8), my sister, Maggie (8), my cousin and Donald’s younger sister, and Barney (7), my younger brother, arrived.

“Told you they’ll be tying each other up,” said Betty when she arrived. “What are you going to do with them?”

“We’ll tickle them,” answered Angela.

“So, what happened?” asked Henry.

We narrated our game, and as we finished, all of them told us wanted to join the game. However, we told them that it was essentially over, and even if it was not so, they still wouldn’t be able to join our games as they were too young to be tied up.

“Aw, c’mon!” Betty insisted. “We’re here in the woods! They won’t see us! We won’t tell!”

Andrew told them that if they want another such game, then there would be no tie ups, and prisoners captured should simply promise not to escape.

That killed any idea of them joining the game, as they wanted either to tie someone up, or be tied up.

We were interrupted by the sound of muffled laughter, and we saw that Angela had started, on her own, the tickling. She was tickling Frank.

It broke the spell. All of us rushed to join the tickling. Our four captives could do no more than laugh in their gagged state as they could not evade our searching fingers. We gave them breaks of course, as we didn’t want to overdo it. We tickled their ribs, their stomachs, their armpits, their necks, sometimes simultaneously.

Finally, after five minutes, we stopped.

Andrew noted that they’ve been tied up for about twenty minutes. “If there are no objections, we should untie them already,” he said, specifically looking at Angela.

“No objections here,” she said.

The rest of us said that we don’t mind them being untied.

So we untied them. After the usual boastings, and congratulations, we played around more, this time of the non tie-up variety. We basically chased each other and run around the woods laughing. After that, we started a bonfire in the clearing using dried leaves and branches as fuel. It wasn’t until half-past-noon when we went home to eat our lunch.

During lunch, Frank, Donald, Chester, and Jay told us their strategy. Basically, they thought that we would split up by twos, so they did the same. Both of them approached our camp, while looking out for ambushes. Frank and Donald saw Angela bound and gagged, and at first they were surprised and shocked. At first they had no idea why Angela was bound to the tree, then they thought that Chester and Jay tied her and left her there for them to retrieve. They were surprised when we emerged from the bushes and attacked them while trying to untie Angela from the tree.

Chester and Jay told us that they searched long and hard for us, but they didn’t find anybody. After about half an hour, they saw Frank and Donald tied up, guarded only by Angela. They thought that Angela, being alone, would be easy prey and they could easily rescue their comrades. They were wrong of course.

That was the end of our forest games for that day. However, it wasn’t the end of the tie-up madness.

Stay tuned and read the next part and find out!
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Re: Fall 1966 - A Game of Commando - Story Complete

Postby xtc » Sat Dec 25, 2010 11:39 am

A fun story, I look forward to future developments.
Wassail!
Xtc
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but little speedos rule!

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Re: Fall 1966 - A Game of Commando - Story Complete

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:08 am

Very good story!!! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!