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Fall 1966
Nancy
Part IV
The Turning Point
(m/f), (mm/f)
I pondered what to do while looking at Betty and Nancy.
“Shouldn’t we untie Nancy?” Louise asked.
“Can you get a glass of water?” I asked as I untied David’s little sister from the chair. However, I kept her hands bound. Her hands were bound behind her in crisscross fashion, the ropes wrapped around her hand vertically then horizontally, then cinched between the wrists, then the trailing ends wrapped around her waist and hands and cinched between her back and wrists, pinning her hands to the small of her back.
I bent down and untied her knees and ankles. Luckily, the ropes on her knees were tied above the hem of the dress, so there wasn’t any awkward moment in the untying.
Just as soon as I finished untying her legs and feet, Louise returned with a glass of water with a straw.
“Little sister, could you remove her gag, please?” I asked.
Betty nodded and removed the strips of tape covering her lower face.
Nancy quickly spat the saliva soaked handkerchief and gratefully gulped the glass of water offered by Louise.
“Thanks. Well, I never thought I’d be a hostage when I came here. Usually, I only got tied up at home by David,” she remarked, “and always with Cathy.”
“Oh?” I asked. “So is it okay that we tied you up here, alone?”
“Its okay, I guess. Once I got over the fear of being tied up, it’s not that bad,” Nancy opined. “Aren’t you going to untie the rest of me?” Her hands were still bound to the small of her back.
“No. We’re snatching you away from Andrew and Angela,” I declared as I got a pair of my brother’s socks. I rolled one sock into a ball.
“You are not gagging me!” Nancy firmly declared.
“We have ways of making you open your mouth,” I said. “Better cooperate or you’ll regret it.”
She pouted for a while. “Okay, I’ll let you gag me, but mark my words, I’ll get you back!”
“Have you ever gotten your brother back for all the times he tied you up?” Betty asked.
“I tried. I tied him up pretty good, or so I thought. He escaped in less than a minute and tied me and my sister up. I asked him to teach me about knots, but he refused, so I asked Angela, but she also refused. But once I learned know to tie so you can’t get away, you’ll all pay!” Nancy said.
“Tough words. Now open your mouth,” I commanded.
But before I could insert the sock, Betty grabbed it and was the one who put the gag in her mouth. Nancy gave her a dirty look but took in the sock.
Once it was inserted, I took the other pair and tied it over her open mouth around her head and knotted it, tight. Finally, I finished by putting duct tape over the two socks, six or seven strips which completely muffled any sound she might make.
I then helped her on her feet. The four of us went out of the room. Andrew might return with David any minute now. And we will be seriously in trouble if we were caught. However, Louise put a wrinkle on my plans.
“Tom,” she whispered as we left my room.
“What?” I asked.
Louise showed me the glass that Nancy drank from. “I need to bring it down.”
“Okay. I’ll go to the attic to stash Nancy away,” I said. “I’ll wait for you there.”
Louise nodded and went down. Betty went with her.
I, with the bound and gagged Nancy, went to the attic.
I put Nancy on a dusty old couch when we arrived at the attic. I tied her ankles and her knees above the dress. I then tied one end of a short rope to her ankles, and tied the other end to the legs of the couch, effectively keeping her anchored in place.
I looked at Nancy. She squirmed this way and that. David’s sister’s eyes twinkled as I looked at her. She occasionally grunted, but mostly stared at me in that attic.
Now I only have to wait for Louise, and we can plan our next move.
After a while, Louise didn’t return.
I started to get worried, and I then berated myself on my stupidity. Sending Louise down the kitchen with Betty all the while expecting Andrew to return with David at any moment? What was I thinking? I might as well have giftwrapped Louise for my brother! And Louise would be tickle tortured to reveal my location! Luckily, I locked my room, so Angela was still my captive. I decided to retrieve her and bring her up to the attic to make them easier to guard.
I immediately grabbed my water pistol. With my head spinning with plans and counterplans, I went down. I was nervous as I unlocked my door. I entered my room. I directed my eyes on where I tied up Angela. To my relief, I saw Angela where I left her—bound to the chair, heavily gagged, and blindfolded.
My relief was short lived. I felt my hair get wet, and when I turned around, I saw Andrew pointing the pistol at me.
“Got you,” he simply said.
I have no choice but to raise my hand.
Andrew chuckled as he removed Angela’s blindfold. “Thanks for cooperating in this trap.”
Angela nodded, then grunted loudly.
“You want to be untied?” my brother asked.
She nodded.
“I might as well,” Andrew said. “Thank you, brother, for relieving me of the burden of asking for the keys to your room from Dad. Now untie her.”
“You’ll never win!” I said as I began untying Angela.
“We’ve got Frank, and we captured Louise in the kitchen,” Andrew said. “Betty told me that Angela was in your room, but when I tried to open it, it was locked. Then I heard you coming from the attic, so I hid in my room until I heard you unlock your door. Then I shot you.”
“Well, you still have to get the twins,” I said, referring to Chester and Jay, both 10, who were our other team mates but who were not present at this time.
“Don’t have to. Under our new rules, if you remember, we only have to capture three out of five in order win,” Andrew chuckled as I continued to untie Angela. “All we have to do is keep you for the required thirty minutes, then we win.”
I was quiet for the rest of the time I was untying Angela. Finally, when her hands were free, she removed her gag and spat out the cloth in her mouth.
“Oh! I’m going to get you Tom,” she glared at me. “Andy, let me have him!”
“Lil’ brother’s all yours,” Andrew laughed as I untied the last bit pieces of rope.
“So you’re still not finished,” I heard David call, and I turned back.
David entered the room with his sister, Nancy. Her feet and knees were untied, but her hands were still bound behind her, and she was still wearing the same gag I put on her.
She didn’t seem too discomfited by the fact that she seems to be regarded as some sort of prize to be fought over by both teams. One thing is for sure: no matter what happens to our game, she’d remain a captive. I think she enjoys the attention, and we all knew she didn’t mind being tied up.
“Nancy! Are you okay?” my brother asked.
Nancy nodded.
“She’s okay, right sister?” David said, laughing.
Nancy shrugged, before nodding. Nancy, on her own, walked over to where we were.
“Gmphh mmphh epmmphhh,” she said, trying to talk, obviously failing.
“Hello to you too, Nance,” Angela said as she stood and picked the ropes used to tie her up. “Are you having fun?”
“Mphh,” she mumbled as she nodded.
“Good. Would you like us to untie you now?”
Nancy shrugged.
“She means that either way, its okay with her,” David said. “Isn’t that right, Nancy?”
Nancy looked at her older brother, then nodded.
“In that case, you’ll remain tied up,” Andrew said. “As long as it’s okay with your brother.”
“I think I’ll leave her tied up,” David said. “Less trouble for me!”