So the first tug I ever played was with my older sister. This was a long time ago, I was 10 and she was 12, it happened when we were home alone after getting back from school. We went to a catholic school and were still in our uniforms. Me in a white shirt, blue slacks, black dress socks. She was wearing a blue skirt, white shirt, and blue knee high socks.
We were in her room studying, I was reading my history book on her floor, she was doing math on her bed, she kept putting her feet in my face. I warned her that if she did it one more time I would do something about it. She pushed her luck and put her foot right over my mouth and nose. I left her room and went to mine where I grabbed 2 pillow cases. I crept back to her room and ran in, grabbing her and pinning her arms behind her back. I proceeded to bind her wrists and ankles with the pillow cases. I was pretty good wih knots thanks to the Boy Scouts. Ske kept kicking and yelling for me to untie her but I wasn't having it. I went to her sock drawer and retrieved some white knee high nylons, walked back over to her and stuffed them in her mouth. She was furious. I spent the next hour laying next to her getting payback by tickling her and placing my foot over her mouth to keep the stockings in.
I have more childhood stories that I will post later if anyone is interested.