it was cloudy weather and Sarah was over at her grandma for this Wednesday as her dad was working.
but she had felt bad all day.
"Grandma... i don't feel well"
her grandma layed her arm on Sarah's forehead and said "you are a little warm, i think we should check your temperature".
Sarah's eyes widened and she said "no, i can't be sick now. it's summer vacation, i should be sick when it's school or something. IT'S NOT FAIR".
it didn't take long before Sarah was placed in the sofa across the TV with Mr Stratos next to her and a temperature reader in her mouth. today she was wearing a knee length pink dress with purple flowers and white tights.
"not fair" she said.
grandma came back in the living room with a cup of warm milk and honey in it and took the temperature reader that said 39 Celsius (or 102,2 Fahrenheit for those who wants).
"no doubt you got a fever" she said.
"darn it, i'm all itching as well" Sarah said as she started to itch around her "and what are those red dots on my arms?"
"oh... seems like somebody just got the chicken pox" Grandma said as she studied Sarah's arms.
"WHAT? i got this from a CHICKEN?" Sarah said confused "does that mean you have to take me to a veterinarian instead of a doctor?"
"no dear, of course not. but you will have to rest and whatever you do don't scratch yourself, it will only do everything worse" Sarah's grandma took the phone "i will call your dad and tell him about the situation"
Sarah grabbed the cup of hot milk and honey on the table and had a sip of it.
"lame..." she said depressed.
she was planning on going out in the woods with Mr Stratos later for an adventure, but there was no doubt that she would have to put those plans on ice for now.
she started to scratch herself on the arm again.
"you where not supposed to do that" Mr Stratos said.
"i can't help it. it itches all over my body".
"well you heard your grandma, your only making it worse so stop it"
"it's not that easy... is there anything we could do so i'm unable to scratch my self? you know being unable to move at all, kinda like when i'm..." Sarah's mind brightened "of course, if you tie me up then i wont be able to scratch myself".
Mr Stratos looked at Sarah and said "usually i'm not so sure about if it's such a good idea to tie you up, but in this case you do make an excellent point".
"grandma, can we stay up in the attic?" Sarah said.
"as long as you just get some rest it's okay".
Sarah and Mr Stratos quickly went up to the attic where she picked up the bag of ropes that she had stored up there. during the last month she had managed to improve the collection of ropes she had, Charlotte had given Sarah one of her ropes that was 50 meters long and with the other ropes she had that meant she had a lot of rope to use.
meanwhile Mr Stratos went to the vinyl collection and looked over the music selection. he started to play an old record with Led Zeppelin and then went over to Sarah who sorted out a lot of ropes and a roll of duct tape.
"do you want me to gag you as well?" he asked.
"yes, and don't be greedy on the ropes or the duck tape. i don't want to be able to move at all"
"i think it's pronounced DUCT tape, not duck"
"whatever, just go ahead and tie me up already"
Mr Stratos started with gagging her, he stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth and wrapped the duct tape around her head above her long brown hair. lately Sarah and Mr Stratos had studied some youtube videos that showed people who got tied up and they had picked a few ideas for how Mr Stratos could tie up Sarah more properly.
he now started to tie Sarah's ankles with a short rope. he wounded the rope around her her feet and then had the rope going between her legs and around the rope again to secure them. he did the same thing around her knees just underneath the hem of her dress.
now for her body, he used the longest rope to tie around her body and arms pinned her back up against one of the poles in the attic. the rope went around her waist and chest a lot of times and finally he tied a knot and then used a rope to tie her wrist behind the pole as well.
now there Sarah was sitting up against a pole tape gagged, tied feet, her arms tied behind the pole and a rope around her body.
"so i guess i'll just ask, are you able to scratch?" Mr Stratos said.
Sarah shook her head. then again was this really a good idea? she felt the itching all over her body and was not able to do anything about it.
and it itched a lot too.
now what? Mr Stratos was sitting in a chair reading a magazine and she was gagged very well too so she couldn't ask him to untie her again.
before she could have just pulled her arms out of the ropes but Mr Stratos had practiced a lot lately how to tie her arms better so that was something she couldn't do anymore.
maybe it was time to remember bringing a knife or something if she would tie her self up.
Sarah's only hope if she wanted to get out was if her grandma came up to check on her, but how long would that take?
heck, she couldn't shout for grandma either.
THE ITCHING, it was really starting to get annoying.
after a while grandma came up, finally!!!
"Sarah, why are you tied up now? i told you to rest" she removed the tape over Sarah's mouth.
she spat out the handkerchief in her mouth and shouted "I'M GOING BANANAS, I MADE MR STRATOS TIE ME UP SO I COULDN'T SCRATCH MYSELF, AND NOW IT ITCHES MORE THAN EVER!!!"
Sarah's grandma was used to seeing her tied up and didn't have anything against her little games, but still this was highly unexpected.
"well do you want me to untie you?"
"i don't care what you do as long as you do something about the ITCHING!" Sarah shouted.
"well how about this, if i untie you first then we can have some ointment on you where it itches"
she started to untie Sarah and then they walked down to the bathroom where Sarah got some ointment. it helped a little but not much.
"now i'm curious, how did Mr Stratos manage to tie you that much?"
"i can show you if you want"
they walked back up to the attic and then Sarah started to explain.
"he first gagged me, but he won't do it this time. then he started to tie my legs like this" Sarah said and she tied her ankles and knees together just like earlier Mr Stratos the teddy bear sat next to her when she was doing this.
"then he took this long rope and did this" Sarah started to wind the rope around her body and the pole as many times as possible. first around her waist and the pole but not her arms.
she then wrapped the rope around her chest so her arms got pinned to her upper body from elbows and up to her shoulders.
she then used the remaining of the long rope to wrap around her waist and the pole and then tied a knot to hold it in place.
now she took the rope she had tied her wrists with and tied the ends of the rope together and started to wrap the rope around one of her wrists and then led her arms behind the pole where she pushed her other arm between the several loops that went around her wrist.
now her arms where tied together behind her back and she pushed them under the rope that went around her waist and the pole.
"Sarah, where did you learn to... i mean... where did Mr Stratos learn to do this?"
her grandma was shocked how Sarah had managed to tie her self up like this, but still seemed to pretend that the teddy bear did everything.
"i found this video on youtube and showed it to Mr Stratos"
"well can you get out again by yourself?"
"nope, i'm really stuck grandma. i can't get free by myself"
"well, don't let Mr Stratos gag you anymore so you can call me in case you need me to untie you again"
Sarah was left in the attic tied up while her grandma was walking back downstairs.
she would call for her grandma to untie her again once in a while if there was anything but she would always go back up to the attic and have Mr Stratos tie her up again until her dad came back from his work.