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And Yes, we finally won a game!!
Fall 1966
New Rules
Part III
The End Game
(m+/m+f)
While Angela was being bound to the chair, my sister Betty and cousin Maggie rummaged my own tie up bag. Betty soon was clutching a roll of duct tape, while Maggie wadded a couple of handkerchiefs. It was obvious that they wanted to gag Angela.
“Can we gag her?” Betty asked.
“Yeah! We wanted to make her really quiet!” my cousin Maggie added.
I nodded, and Andrew stepped back to watch the show.
“Wait! You two are going to gag Angela?” asked the incredulous Louise.
“Ah huh. We always do that when they tie Angela,” Betty exclaimed as she wrapped a large bandana around the back of Angela’s head like a headscarf.
“Yup! It’s fun!” Maggie said as she stuffed two small handkerchiefs into Angela’s open mouth.
Betty then wrapped the duct tape around over her mouth and around her head about four times. The bandana protected her hair from the tape. She then pulled down the headscarf so that it didn’t anymore cover the top of her head.
Maggie put the finishing touches of the gag when she got a large handkerchief, folded it into a triangle, then tied it over the duct tape cowboy like style. Now, anyone not looking closely would not see the duct tape imprisoning her mouth.
Angela glared at the two girls, promising revenge in her eyes as soon as they can be tied up.
And she didn’t have long to wait. Betty and Maggie’s ninth birthdays were only a couple of weeks away.
Louise looked at Angela, still with wide eyes, and Nancy and Cathy turned their attention from David to Angela.
“Now what?” my brother asked me.
“Donald,” I said. “All of you, can you please get out of my room, please?”
“What are you going to do?” asked Betty.
“I’m going to call Donald and the others,” I said, “and these two would have to remain here.”
As this was my room, they respected my wishes. They all filed out of my room, even as some whined that they wanted to continue to “torture” the captives.
Andrew and I followed them outside when all of them (with the exception of David and Angela of course) were outside my room. I had earlier put my key on my pocket, so I locked my door.
“Okay, let’s go downstairs,” I said to Andrew, again pointing my pistol at him.
He sighed, but raised his hands and he went down, carrying with him his tie-up bag, with me following closely behind. I pointed to the living room when he turned to ask me where to go after we arrived downstairs.
“Go and call Donald’s home. And hold the phone while I talk to Donald,” I said, pointing the gun at Andrew all the time.
Andrew dialled Donald’s phone number, and held the phone up to my head. I quickly told Donald to come. Donald, it turned out, has just finished his homework and chores, and he said that he’s coming right away. You might wonder why Donald fell for that. It was because I was injured, and thus, unable to use my left arm. Nobody expected a tie up game involving me while I was recovering. And he still wanted to make it up to me because of the accident. So he always acceded to my requests while I was recovering.
Andrew and I sat down on the couch in the living room while we waited for my cousin. The other kids were playing at various locations at the house, but after a few minutes, we were joined by Maggie, Betty, and Louise. All of them knew that Donald would be captured as soon as he arrived.
Maggie looked at the window besides the door, and soon spotted Donald.
“Big brother is coming,” she announced.
I readied my pistol, but to my surprise, Betty and Maggie positioned themselves on either side of the door.
Donald knocked, and I told him to enter.
As soon as Donald entered, he was tackled to the floor by the two girls. Individually, Donald is stronger, as he was bigger and older than Betty and Maggie, but he was caught off guard. He fell faster than a house of cards.
I immediately went over to where he was lying face down (Betty was sitting on his back and Maggie on his legs) and squirted his face.
“What’s going on?” Donald asked.
“Don’t you remember? Our new rules state that if I hit you with my water gun, you have to surrender to me,” I said.
“Yeah, but why did you two girls tackle me?” Donald protested.
“Because it’s fun!” Maggie said, the giggled before she got off poor Donald.
“Andrew, you know what to do,” I said.
“Andrew? You switched sides!”
“No, you idiot! I’m also a prisoner just like you! Since I have been captured, I have to do what he says,” Andrew explained.
“All right! Enough talk. Just tie his hands behind his back and gag him!” I ordered.
“Can I gag my brother?” Maggie interjected.
“Oh I suppose so,” I replied.
“And I’ll help!” Betty said.
Donald was soon on his feet, and Andrew, using a long piece of white rope, tightly tied my cousin’s hands behind him. Maggie had plucked a large handkerchief from my brother’s bag, rolled it into a ball, and popped it into her brother’s open mouth. Betty tore several strips of duct tape and used it to seal his lips and ensure that the handkerchief stays in Donald’s mouth.
We then marched him to my room, where we were joined again by Nancy and Cathy, who were eager to tickle their big brother David. Andrew directed Donald to sit on my bed. He tied his ankles and knees, then helped him lie on the bed on his stomach. He finished by applying a loose hogtie on my cousin.
“Thank you very much, Andrew. Now get some rope and tie your feet and knees,” I ordered.
“Where?” he asked.
“On the floor,” I replied.
Andrew, without a comment, got his tie up bag, sat on the carpeted floor, and quickly and efficiently tied his own ankles and knees. “And I suppose you’re going to order me to gag myself?” he asked after doing his feet.
“Let me gag him!” Betty begged.
“Me too!” Maggie joined.
I decided that since he cooperated with me on my scheme, I could at least do him the favour of letting him gag himself. “No. He can gag himself. Just do it good, brother.”
“Thanks,” he said before getting a clean handkerchief in his pocket, folded it repeatedly until it can be folded no more, then put it in his mouth. Then he took a large bandana, folded it into a band, pulled it between his teeth, and tied it behind his head.
While he was doing that, I asked Betty to call Chester, Jay and Frank and tell them to come right away.
Betty nodded. Maggie accompanied her and both went downstairs.
I put my water gun on my study table; now that Andrew was immobilized there was no need to have him covered. I took my toy plastic handcuffs from my pocket and tossed it to Andrew. “Cuff you hands behind your back,” I instructed.
Andrew wasted no time complying with my orders. Within a few seconds, he hands were securely locked behind his back. Well, not really. It has an escape hatch and can easily escape if he wanted to.
Betty and Maggie returned soon after. They told me that the three boys—Chester, Frank, and Jay were on their way. They also asked me if they could tickle the four—Donald, David, Andrew, and Angela.
“Wait until they arrive,” I said. “Then we can tickle all of them together.”
That mollified them. Betty, Maggie, and Louise chatted during the wait. Nancy and Cathy taunted their big brother, and we could see it in his eyes that he promised that he would have his revenge when they got home.
The twins arrived first.
“You got them all by yourself?” asked an incredulous Chester.
I nodded.
Both of them heartily congratulated me. Then Frank arrived.
“Tom, Tom, you’re great! But next time, call us before you try to get them,” he gently chided as he inspected our captives’ bonds.
I laughed. “I’m sorry, but I want to show you that I can get them all even with only one arm.”
“It’s okay as long as you give me the handcuff key,” Frank said as he inspected Andrew’s bonds.
I gave him the key. Frank uncuffed Andrew, and retied his hands behind him with rope, then hogtied him.
“Let’s tickle them,” Jay suggested.
At that, they suddenly assaulted our captives. I only watched as I found it inconvenient to join the tickling with only one hand. They laughed hard and long as all of them, including the girls, tickled them mercilessly. They laughed until they were out of breath, and we exulted in their misery. We had waited too long for this. It is the time to show them that we too can win.
After five minutes, I called a halt to the tickling. They were breathing hard. I smiled and laughed, then I told the bound captives that we were going to leave them and that they better be still nicely wrapped-up when we return. My team mates taunted them, before we all left and went to the kitchen to eat a snack prepared by Mom.
I was nervous throughout the half hour wait. I was paranoid that they might escape and get revenge on us.
“Don’t worry,” Frank said, laughing at my concerns. “Even if that happened, you can’t be tied up.”
“Besides, I’ve checked the ropes and they won’t get out on their own,” Chester reassured me.
Nonetheless, I kept an eye on the girls and my younger brothers. They might have a change of heart and free our captives. It happened lots of times before and their assurances that they won’t interfere scarcely calmed my nerves.
***
When the thirty minutes was up, it was time for us to free our captives. I half expected to be jumped when I entered the room, but thankfully, Frank, Chester and Jay went in first to reassure me. Our captives were still tied. We had won. We boasted a little, then we untied them.
“We won! We really won this time!” I shouted.
“Well, congratulations,” Andrew said, rubbing his wrists.
“But that’s unfair!” Angela protested. “You can tie us up, but we can’t tie you, Tom, because you’re injured! How are we supposed to win?”
“How about this? If we capture the three of you—Frank and the twins—we win, even if you, Tom, are free,” Andrew proposed. “Likewise, you can win by just capturing three of us.”
“Well, that seems fair,” Frank said.
I agreed. “Yes. Yes,” I said. “What do you think?” I asked the twins.
Both of them agreed. “Sounds fair,” they both said.
In practice, this incident aside, tie up games of the usual kind remain suspended as they decided to wait for my left arm to heal. It however, led to the new rule that we can win by just capturing three members of the opposite team. However, the games immediately after this came to focus on the newest member of our group—Louise.
What happened? Read the next part and find out.