## A tie-up competition, with a twist

Post by lasse672000 » Tue Jun 05, 2012 7:01 am

Her parents left to go to a party. She waved good-bye, and closed the door.
“About time they left!” She breathed, relieved. Turning to her babysitter, she asked with gleaming eyes: “Shall we get started, then?”
A week earlier, when she heard her best friend, though being five years older, Monica was going to babysit her, Sarah phoned her suggesting a tie-up competition. Sarah jumped at the chance, and they worked out the basic rules. They agreed on wearing pantyhose and leotards and that the looser would have to stay tied, until just before Monica’s parents came back home.
The babysitter, Monica, gave her a critical look. “Not if you’re gonno be wearing those clothes, we’re not!”
Sarah looked down at her white t-shirt and jeans. ”Sorry! Just a minute!” She hurried into her room, and changed into a dark blue leotard, over her black, thick pantyhose.
When she came back out Monica had also changed into a leotard, hers being black, and black, thick pantyhose. She was holding some ropes in her hands, and was standing by one of the chairs in the dining room. On the table in front of her, was a roll of duct tape and some handkerchiefs and scarves.
“Let me see, if I got the rules of this game straight! We each take turns getting tied to the chair, and the one who get out the fastest is the winner? Is that correct, so far?”
So far, so good! Don’t forget: best of three! Who gets to be tied first, you or me?”
“Seeing as it was your idea in the first place, it’s only fitting you get to tie me up first!” Sarah grabbed the ropes, while Monica sat down, and put her hands behind the back of the chair. She tied them snugly together and to Monica’s torso. Then she tied her ankles to the legs of the chair, and asked:”With a gag, or without?”
“Without, please! Let me know, when to start!” Sarah looked at her digital-watch, and told her to get started, whenever she felt like it. The girls started talking, but within 30 minutes, Monica was out of the chair, tying Sarah to it, instead. Another30 minutes later, they had both managed to get free once.
“We’ll have to settle this by one more round, I think!” Sarah said, as she got her wind back, after finally having wiggled her way out of the snugly tied ropes.
“I think so too,” Monica said, “but not before we had something to eat. I’m starving! Not to mention thirsty!”
After having had something light to eat and drink, and used the bathroom, they returned to the game.
Just as Monica had finished tying Sarah to the chair, the door opened and an unknown man came in.
”What in the world are you doing?” he asked, though not horrified as you might have expected him to be, at the sight of one girl tying another one to a chair. Instead, he went around Sarah, thoroughly inspecting the rope-work.
“You’ve made a good job of it, but if I were you, I’d just tighten the ropes a bit.” He took the left-over ropes on the table, and swiftly tied Monica’s hands, torso and feet to another chair. “This, my dear, is how you do it properly! Silly me! I almost forgot!” He grabbed two of the handkerchiefs and put one of them in her mouth, sealing it by using a scarf, then winding about half the roll of duct tape around her head. Then he proceeded by silencing Sarah the same way, and retying her even more snugly than before, to her chair. Then he took a roll of tape from his pocket and wound half of it around Sarah’s wrists, covering the knot, and the rest around Monica’s, making it all but impossible for them to get free. He took out a cell-phone and dialled a number. “My work here is done.” was the only thing he said, before ending the conversation. Before leaving them, he wrote something on a piece of paper, and put it on the table.
The girls soon stopped trying to get free, and just waited for Sarah’s parents to come home, which they did about two hours later.
“You seem to have had a good time, I notice.” Sarah’s mother asked, seemingly not bothered by the fact the girls were tied to chairs, gagged and wearing leotards and pantyhose.
Later that night, her parents told Sarah, who now was safely tied to her bed, that they had arranged it all when they overheard their daughter’s conversation on the phone a week earlier.
“I hope you liked it!” her father said. “And as for us tying you now; well, let’s just say we wanted in on the fun, too!”
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: A tie-up competition, with a twist

Post by Jenny123 » Wed Nov 05, 2014 10:27 pm

This short story is really a tie up competition and interesting story. Nice reading.