Sammy sat around at her friend's sleepover birthday party with all of her best friends. Everyone was there, Sammy, Anna, Trish, and of course Amy, because it was her party. Tammy was turning sixteen, and the girls were all over to celebrate it.
Sammy had something she wanted to bring up, but she was scared to. She wanted to tell her friends that she was interested in being tied up, but didn't know how they would take it. She had seen people get tied up on TV before, and now she wanted to try it herself.
"So, what do you guys want to do?" Amy asked. "Sammy, you've been quiet all night. What's going on?"
"I don't know, I've just been thinking about something," Sammy said, unrolling her sleeping bag.
"What is it?" Trish asked. They had all changed into their PJ's, and were getting ready to go to sleep. "You can tell us anything."
"Have you guys ever wondered what it would be like to be tied up?" Sammy blurted.
The girls all laughed.
"Well, we should find out," Anna said. "Let's tie each other up. Amy, go ask your mom if she has any rope."
"Let's all go ask. That's kind of embarrassing."
They all headed upstairs to ask Amy's mom, Brandy, if they had any rope.
"Hey, mom?" Amy asked quietly. "Can I ask you something?"
"Sure, honey," She was sitting around, watching TV. "Anything."
"Well, we were all just talking about something silly, and we were wondering if we had some rope around."
"What's the rope for?" Brandy shut the TV off.
"We wanted to, uh...We just thought we would try...tying each other up. Just to see what it feels like."
Brandy smiled, "Well, if you guys want to get tied up, I'll tie you up. I used to play tie up games all the time when I was your age. I've got plenty of rope around here. You girls go downstairs, and I'll be down to truss you up in a few minutes.
The girls headed back downstairs, but no one really said anything. They were all thinking about what was about to happen. No one expected Brandy to say yes, and even if she did, they weren't expecting her to be the one doing the tying.
Brandy came down, her arms filled with ropes.
"Alright, who's idea was this?" Brandy asked, excited.
"It was mine," Sammy replied in a whisper.
"Good, we'll start with you then, Sam. I was thinking about this, and I think the best way to do this would be to tie your wrists, ankles and knees, and then put you in your sleeping bags, and tie you into them. Just so it's nice and comfortable for you. So let's get started."
Brandy began to tie the girl's wrists behind their backs, and after she had finished, she stepped back.
"I want you all to try to get out, just to make sure it's tight enough."
The five girls struggled, but none of them could get out.
"Alright, let's get those legs bound."
She went around to ever girl, and bound her legs as well. She then zipped them all up in their sleeping bags.
"Is everyone comfortable?" Brandy asked.
The girls struggled and squirmed. They all said that they were as comfortable as can be.
"Good, now, I'm going to come around and tie you in your sleeping bags. I don't want you girls getting out, you know," she laughed at this.
After all the girls were wrapped in their sleeping bags, completely helpless, Brandy looked over her handiwork.
"Oh, I almost forgot, you girls need gags to get the full effect!"
"Mom, we don't really need gags..." Amy spoke up.
"You girls are the ones that wanted to be tied up. I'm just giving you the full experience."
"Alright," Amy sighed. "What if we don't like it?"
"I'll come back down in twenty minutes. If you girls are enjoying it, I'll leave you like that for the night. If you don't like it, I'll let you go. Amy, all I can say now is that I might have to start tying you up more often, if you're enjoying this."
Brandy came back with five bandanas.
"Alright, girls, time to shut you up," she joked. "Let's get these bandana's in your mouth."
She went around to each girl, and tied a bandana in her mouth for a gag. When she got to Sammy, she tied it in loosely, just as she did for the other girls.
"MMMMMM" Sammy groaned.
"What's the matter?" Brandy asked, quickly taking the gag out.
"I was hoping it was going to be tighter than that," Sammy whispered.
"As you wish," Brandy whispered back, tying the gag in tighter than before.
"All of you girls seem to be enjoying yourselves," Brandy said after twenty minutes. "I'm going to leave you girls like this for the night. In the morning, I'll let you out, and then we can maybe have some more tie-up fun."
She shut the light off, and the girls fell to sleep quickly.