First of all, to those who guessed:
I married Louise, and Angela married Andrew.
Congratulations to
TUFriend and
rash357 for getting the right answer!!
To
Viking, thanks. Yeah, my little brother got us good that time.
To
sarumansauron, thanks once again.
Winter 1966-67
Me, My Brother, and My Sister
Part VI
Conclusion
Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on whose point of view it was, Mom’s cooking lasted another hour. I was ordered to set the table and call the others. I did that.
As soon as everybody was around, the food was on the table, and we were ready to eat, I made a move to untie my little sister. First I removed her gag.
“Wait! Don’t untie the rest of me yet,” she said. “I want to eat tied up!”
“Silly Betty,” Barney, my younger brother, replied. “You can’t do that!”
“Oh yes I can,” she said. “Tom or Andrew here can feed me!”
“Oh no young lady,” my mother replied. “I know you’re having fun being tied up, but nobody will feed you. If you want to remain tied up, by all means you’re welcome, but you’d go hungry.”
Betty appeared to consider the matter for a few moments. “Okay, you can let me go,” she said. “But only my hands! Don’t untie my feet or untie me from the chair.”
“Whatever you say, little sister,” my older brother replied as he went to her.
It was Andrew who had the pleasure of untying her. First, he untied the ropes holding her body and waist to the chair, then untied her hands.
“We have got to do this again,” she said as she brought her hands forward and began rubbing her wrists. “But first, let’s eat!”
We had a hearty lunch, and afterwards, Betty, Andrew and I had responsibility for doing the dishes. That meant untying Betty from the chair and untying her legs, unfortunately. Betty tried to weasel out by saying that she was tied up and can not help in the dishes, but my brother was having none of that.
After cleaning up, I was eager to resume the tie-up game with my sister, but Andrew opted instead to go and watch the television. One of our favourite shows would be on that early Saturday afternoon, and I decided that Betty being tied-up could wait until later in the afternoon.
Anyway, it was about three in the afternoon when I decided to get my sister again. I went into my room and grabbed my handcuffs and stuffed a couple of handkerchiefs on my pocket. One of those I again retrieved, folded into a neat little ball, and placed in my right hand.
Sneaking into my sister’s room, I found out that she was not there. Then, I heard voices in my younger brother Barney’s room. Barney, John, Lawrence and Betty were all playing there. I silently cursed my luck. So much for grabbing her inside.
My luck changed for the better, however, when Betty stood up and announced she’s going to get something in her room. I hid behind the door. When she emerged, I grabbed her with my left hand around her stomach and left arm, grabbing her right hand and pulling her behind me. That had the effect of pinning both her arms at her sides. At exactly the same time, I placed my right hand to cover her mouth. My actions had taken her by surprise and her mouth opened as a result. That meant that I easily stuffed the handkerchief inside her mouth. It all happened in a few seconds.
“Shhh,” I whispered to Betty as soon as I could. “I’m kidnapping you.”
Truth be told, if she really resisted, I would’ve a difficult time controlling her, but bless her heart, she gave me her full cooperation.
“Don’t spit it out,” I warned, and she nodded.
“Good,” I whispered as I dropped my right hand covering my mouth, grabbed the handcuffs on my pocket, and cuffed both hands behind her back. I immediately put my freed left hand over her mouth and dragged her to the room.
All the time, she was giggling.
When we were at my room, I closed the door, and began the process of further securing her. I dropped my hand over her mouth so I can get another handkerchief to tie around her mouth.
As I did so, she dropped the handkerchief on my bed. “Oh my God! You scared me! That was exciting!”
I smiled as I picked up the handkerchief she spat out and stuffed it back in her mouth. Then, I put a knot on the handkerchief that I picked up. I put the knot on her mouth over the stuffing, and behind her teeth, then tied it behind her neck, under her hair, rather tightly. I then taped her mouth over the knotted handkerchief, then tied another handkerchief behind her. Then I taped over that handkerchief, then I put a third handkerchief above everything else.
I led her to my chair besides the study table. I uncuffed her, sat her down, threaded the cuffs through the spokes of the chair, brought her hand behind the chair, and cuffed them. I made is so that I cuffed her right hand on the left cuff, and the left hand on the right cuff. Remember, as I threaded the cuff through the spokes on the back of the chair, you cannot switch left and right around, effectively crossing her hands behind the chair.
I did not bother doing anything else, because I was satisfied with how she was.
I drew back and looked at her cute form. “How do you like that?” I asked.
“Mmmpp mmphhh mphhh,” she replied.
“Glad you like it,” I said, even though I had no idea what she was saying.
She shook her head. “Mmmphhh mmphh mmphhh!”
“Don’t bother, just tell me when you can talk,” I laughed. “Well, see you around!” I said, preparing to leave the room.
I opened the door, and she created a ruckus when she saw that I was leaving.
She shook her head, stomped her feet, and made a loud a noise as possible. “Mmmphh mphhh mphhhh!”
“You don’t want me to leave you alone?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Sorry, you don’t get to call the shots around here,” I said as I left and closed the door. But because I was concerned about her safety, I came back after a minute.
For the next hour or so I ignored her by playing with my toys, sometimes right in front of her.
Finally, after an hour, I released her.
“Well sister, still want to play tie-up games with us?” I said, laughing, while I put away the tie-up materials.
“Yes. It’s fun, especially if you’ve got nothing better to do,” she said. “Hey, can you teach me how to tie up someone properly?”
“You have someone in mind that you wanna tie up?” I asked.
“Angela,” she said as she helped me clean up. “What I wouldn’t do to put her in her place!”
“And I thought you were her friend,” I joked.
“I am! It’s just that, among us girls, she thinks she’s the permanent kidnapper and we’re always the victims!” she ranted.
“Maybe I will. You could ask Andrew. I’ll bet he’ll agree to it,” I replied.
“Already asked him. He told me that he’s okay with it as long as you’re okay to it,” said Betty.
“Well, that’s good!” I said, laughing.
It’s true. I spent the next few days, with my brother, teaching Betty the ropes, so to speak. When Andrew was involved, more often than not, I was the one practiced on by my sister, but our efforts bore fruit. Soon, she would become as proficient a tier as any of us.
It would show when we formally initiated Nancy, Betty and Maggie into our group, which was the next major tie-up event of that season. What happened in the initiation? Well, you just have to read the next part and find out.