## The Maid and Me

Post by Switcher13 » Mon May 14, 2012 4:32 pm

Hi All,
I just wanted to share my experience at tie up games as I was growing up. While growing up, we always had a live-in maid who would clean, cook and wash for us.
The first tie-up game I could recall was at age 13, we had a maid named Dodie (an alias). She took real good care of me and had a very good sense of humor. One time while she was sitting down at the kitchen table preparing dinner, I playfully sneaked up behind her and threw rope around her, pinning her to the chair.
Surprised, she said, "Huh? What's this?"
I said, "I'm a great warrior and I have captured you!"
"Oh, is that it?" she said while smiling, "Well, better make sure I can't escape then, but let me finish slicing up these vegetables."
So she sat there somewhat awkwardly slicing up veggies with her arms roped above the elbow. Meanwhile, I boldly squatted down beside the chair to tie her legs together. She just smiled. as I bound her ankles together.
When she was finished with her work, she said, "Ok, you can now make me your prisoner."
Elated, I tied her hands behind the chair and kept her tied up until it was time for her to make dinner.
I have a few more stories about my adventures with Dodie and our other maids if you're interested.

### Re: The Maid and Me

Post by Sharklad » Mon May 14, 2012 10:55 pm

Yes please.
If you scream, you shall be gagged, simple as that.

### Re: The Maid and Me

Post by markusthe1st » Thu May 17, 2012 8:51 am

That was a fun story. Definitely write more.
Walk the mile first... then have the fun!

### The Maid and Me Again!!!

Post by Switcher13 » Thu May 17, 2012 3:53 pm

Another instance where I tied up Dodie was when I happened to "catch" her doing some chores by the shed in the backyard. I stuck my toy pistol in her back and announced that she was now my prisoner. She just smiled and dropped what she was doing and raised her hands. I marched her into the shed where I had prepared a chair and my ropes beforehand.
It was a warm summer day so she was wearing a t-shirt and a skirt that went to just above her knees. I remember she had a ready laugh and a really good sense of humor.
She sat down in the chair and I pulled her hands behind the chair and tied them together. I knelt down in front of her and bound her ankles together.
At this point, I have to say that I liked looking at Dodie's legs since she almost always wore a skirt. So this was the first time I got to touch her legs as I was tying her ankles together. I even went so far as to tie her legs above the knees so I could touch her nice legs more.
All the while Dodie was giggling and laughing (I think she was tickled by my tying and touching her but I never did find out, lol). I even gagged her loosely with a bandanna. I released her when my mom was about to come home.
Hope you guys like this...

### Re: The Maid and Me

Post by Jenna » Thu May 17, 2012 5:08 pm

Nice story. :)
Hope to see the other ones too if you're going to add them. :D
.[Jenna Thompson].
Feel free to message me for a role play.
My MSN to add me on is; jennarawr@live.co.uk

### Maid Bebe

Post by Switcher13 » Fri May 18, 2012 3:33 pm

Thanks for the comments guys! Appreciate it!
Here's a story of another "misadventure" with another maid.
Bebe was a petite girl. She was somewhat stout but light-skinned. She liked to wear short skirts or short shorts. Our games started innocently enough. I found out she was iicklish so I took the opportunity to poke and tickle her, especially on her sides, where she is particularly ticklish.
One time while she was cleaning the house, I grabbed her playfully by the side so she naturally shrieked and fell onto the couch. I kept up the tickle assault until she was out of breath. She lay there gasping for breath not realizing her short skirt had hiked up revealing a pair of creamy thighs.
It was then that I realized that I had to get my ropes on her ...

### Maid Bebe Part 1

Post by Switcher13 » Thu May 24, 2012 9:14 pm

I hatched my plan when my parents were going to be gone the whole day. After breakfast and after Bebe washed the dishes, I "ambushed" her as she was coming out of the shower. I grabbed her by the waist and handgagged her. Needless to say she yelped although she calmed somewhat when she saw that it was me.
"What do you think you're doing?" she asked.
"I'm kidnapping you for ransom," I replied.
She grinned somewhat uneasily and said, "Well, OK I'll play along but not too long. I have chores to do."
Happily I nodded and I proceeded to "drag" my victim to my room while handgagging her and pinning her arms behind her.
I made her sit down in a chair and I proceeded to tie her wrists behind the chair. All the while she was pleading (in character, grin) not to tie her. She was wearing short shorts so I really got a good view of her legs as I squatted down in front of her and tied her ankles together. And just so I can touch her legs a bit more, I tied them above the knees.
Her bound wrists and ankles were then secured to the chair. I then brought out a bandanna and cleave gagged her. She was smiling as I was gagging her so I believe she was enjoying the game.
AFter this I stepped back to admire my little handiwork. Petite Bebe was now helplessly bound and gagged on the chair. She squirmed as I went out of the room to go take a leak...
(to be continued)

### Maid Bebe Part 2

Post by Switcher13 » Sat May 26, 2012 2:15 am

When I returned, Bebe was squirming in the chair, unable to escape. I went behind the chair and she looked apprehensively over her shoulder. I then poked her side and she squeaked behind her gag, I poked her other side and she screamed, I then grabbed her sides and she erupted in laughter. I poked and grabbed her sides, neck and even her thighs. She was laughing hysterically when I was done with her.
She was gasping so I removed her gag.
"Are you going to release me now?" she asked.
"I'm not done with you yet," I smiled evilly. I released her wrists and ankles from the chair but kept them bound. I made her hop to the bed where I gently pushed her face down. I attached her wrists to the headboard and her ankles to the bottom of the bed.
"What?" she asked as I regagged her. Again I stepped back to admire the petite maid stretched on my bed. I sat beside her and she again looked over her shoulder. I walked my fingers up her exposed legs and she squirmed, giggled and then laughed. This time I attacked her thighs and legs and she tugged at her bonds in vain.
When I finished, she was panting and sweating from the tickle attack. She had to take another shower (grin).