Yes, I'm back again...like the new format, but hate the idea of having to edit all those posts...
Chase, I hope you haven't given up on your idea above! You can borrow whoever you want--after all, in Snowden World it's all fantasy!--just so long as you return them relatively unharmed. Leslie for one has her hand up to volunteer, and few others might as well...
Zaphod, Paula might be about to get a big surprise...
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Dear Sally,This is going to be a very long diary entry tonight. I got home from Richie’s about an hour ago, and it’s now well past one o’clock in the morning. That’s no matter—I’m still so excited and aroused that I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep at all tonight anyhow!
At school today, Richie asked me what I wanted to do tonight. I wasn’t feeling very well—I think I might be coming down with a cold—but of course I’d never want to spend Friday night without Richie, so I told him I’d just be happy to spend the evening at his house. He asked what I’d like to do there, and all of a sudden it struck me that this was the perfect opportunity to get him to watch
The Missing with me and hopefully tie me up like I’ve wanted! Thus, I told him I’d be happy just to cuddle up and watch movies if that would be all right with him, and he seemed happy to do just that! He asked what movies I’d like to watch, and I told him I’d have some with me when he picked me up that evening at my house. I grabbed my copies of the
Deathnote movies, of course, mostly because I know Richie doesn’t like them and wouldn’t watch them if he had a choice. I know I’m awful for the deceit, but I wanted him to watch
The Missing with me! I also thought to throw in a couple other random movies that Mom and Dad keep around so it would look that I just happened to accidentally slip
The Missing in with a bunch of other movies I’d just grabbed at random. Yes, Sally, I know it’s awful of me to deceive him like that, but I didn’t dare let on that I really wanted him to tie me up!
Next was my choice of clothes for that night. Usually Richie’s basement is rather chilly, so I usually wear one of my Jack Skellington hoodies, but for tonight, since I was hoping to be nicely tied up, I decided against them in favor of my half-sleeve black-and-white-striped pirate top that I got from Lissy Mabrey (from when she was in middle school—that’s how much more developed she is! And yes, I’m jealous!). I thought about my black-and-white pleated mini to go with it, but I thought that might look a little too obvious, so I settled for a pair of my black skinny jeans and black Etnies. I kept my hair down, but with a little black headband to keep my hair out of my face. I’d barely finished dressing when I heard Richie’s truck pull up to our house, and Mom called out to me that Richie was here right as I finished putting on my shoes. For a second I thought about sneaking my rope into my messenger bag, but I decided that would be just a
little too obvious, so I left it out. I was running a risk that Richie wouldn’t have anything to tie me up with even if he agreed to do it, but I didn’t want to be too obvious!
Well, of course there was Richie waiting for me when I came down from my room (he’s so gallant! <3), and he smiled when he saw me like he always does, and my first thought was what it always was, that maybe he needs to borrow my glasses! Mom said no later than midnight as we were heading out, even though I’m never late for curfew. She worries too much, Sally, but then again you already know that.
I snuggled close to him as he drove us back to Snowden, and he said I looked awful nice to be coming down with a cold. I rather blushed at that, as if he’d guessed my secret desire, but then he smiled (<3!) and said I always look nice, which is an utter lie but I love hearing it anyway! He asked what movies I’d gotten, and I lied that I just grabbed a handful from our video cabinet and we could look at them when we got to his house. I was so looking forward to the night!
Well, wouldn’t you know it but that his sister Abbie and her boyfriend Jaden would be there too? They decided that they too wanted to stay in that night, and it looked like they wanted to hang out with us! Then Richie told them they had to mind their own business so he could mind me, which Jaden didn’t seem to mind. Abbie is so beautiful, and I happen to know that after the fall and that horrible mistake Jaden made by kissing Serenity Mabrey (poor girl, her ex Joey Housely still won’t even talk to her all these months later!), Jaden will go to any lengths to show Abbie how much he loves her. So when Richie told them to go away, Jaden was perfectly happy. The problem was that Mrs. Miyazaki, Richie and Abbie’s mom, was going out with her husband Dr. Miyazaki on their own “date night”, which meant that Richie and Abbie were the only ones left to watch their baby twin sister and brother, Mia and Michael. They’re two now, and incredibly cute, but I didn’t want them interrupting my movie with Richie! It seemed to me like I would
never get the chance to have Riche tie me up!
Well, leave it to that little sneak Abbie to find a way! I suppose it wasn’t nice for her to give Mikey and Mia those doses of children’s Benadryl, but it worked well, and soon the twins were fast asleep in their room. Which finally gave me my chance with Richie!
He smirked when he found the
Deathnote movies in my bag, like I knew he would, and after a couple more picks out of the bag he found
The Missing—and he put it aside! My heart fell into my shoes, Sally, at the thought that after all that work, I wouldn’t get my chance! But luck was still with me, because he got to the bottom of my stack and still hadn’t found a movie he liked! It was my chance!
“How about this one?” I asked as I picked up
The Missing, hoping my face wasn’t too red. “I heard about it, but I’ve never seen it! It was just in that pile of movies I just grabbed, but I never got to watch it!” I sounded like I was excusing myself too much, but Richie didn’t seem to catch on! He just smiled (<3!!!) and asked if I wanted popcorn for our movie. We made microwave popcorn in the downstairs microwave Richie fixed that he had gotten from a yard sale (he’s so frugal!), and got some sodas out of the fridge. I curled up on the basement sofa while Richie put in the movie, hoping I wasn’t so aroused I gave myself away! It seemed that I wasn’t, because Richie didn’t do anything out of the ordinary after sitting down with me; he sat so very close, and of course had his arm around my shoulders, which is arousing enough!
He was a little bored at first, the scenes with Cate Blanchett’s boyfriend and the daughters, but when Tommy Lee Jones (who was Cate Blanchett’s father in the movie) came in and trouble started, Richie got more interested, but the movie went rather slowly for him until the part where Cate Blanchett’s boyfriend and older daughter failed to return home. I was startled by the part where Cate Blanchett found her boyfriend murdered and her younger daughter hiding out, but Richie pulled me even closer, which was thrilling as always! That seemed to get him into the movie, and we were both spellbound until we got to the first scenes showing the older daughter being held captive by the gang, with the cowardly photographer offering to take pictures of the chief with his prisoners. I peeked up at Richie to see how he reacted to seeing the girls tied up, but I couldn’t really tell what he was thinking. As for me, watching those girls with their hands behind their backs immediately got me aroused again, but I did the best I could to hide it from Richie. I was desperate for him to tie me up, but I was equally desperate that he not realize how much I wanted him to tie me up! I didn’t know what to do! I was so desperate, and thinking so much about the time when he “kidnapped” me during the mystery, and I didn’t even know what I said until I said it!
“Maybe we shouldn’t watch this, since you kidnapped me and all! You might get ideas!” Only after I said it did I remember what Leslie said I should do, and I was sure I’d completely messed up and lost my chance! And then—the miracle!
Richie looked at me so strangely for a long time, and I was sure I’d ruined everything, until I saw how hard he was blushing! It’s a little hard to tell because he has a ruddy complexion anyway, and of course his beard, but after a moment I could tell it—he was really blushing! And I don’t really know what I was thinking to have said what I said next, and looking back I can see where it could have been a total disaster, but I said it anyway! I smiled at him, and then I said, “Or do you already have ideas? Is that maybe why you kidnapped me before?” My face was so hot as I said it, and as soon as I did I was sure I’d done something really foolish again! Then he started stammering, and I tried hard to think of something to say to get us out of what we were heading into! But he beat me to it!
“Was I that obvious?” he said, hesitant and uncertain like he almost never is, and that’s when I realized the miracle—he liked it! He liked tying me up! He liked it, and now that I’d mentioned it, he was embarrassed—like he was afraid of me knowing! It was so amazing I almost laughed, Sally—not laughing at him, but laughing because everything I was so afraid of wasn’t even real! I was terrified that he would be repulsed by my wanting him to tie me up, and all along he liked it!
Well, of course I still didn’t want to mess things up now that I was so close to getting exactly what I’d dreamed about, so I was still careful. “Well, you’re blushing!” I said, and I know I was smiling from ear to ear, and I snuggled up close to him to let him know I wasn’t disgusted by what he confessed. “At least you only kidnap
me and nobody else!” I felt him breathe a little deeply, like he was relieved I hadn’t been disgusted with him, then I felt him looking down at me, and there was that little I-caught-you smile that’s so cute on him, and I felt my heart thump!
“You know,
you’re blushing too!” he teased, and I felt my heart not so much thump as stop in my chest! “So maybe…” and then he caught himself, like he wasn’t sure he wanted to say what was on his mind, but I’d already sensed his question—and the answer was
yes! We both wanted it!
“So…” I murmured, my face glowing red I know, “…maybe I’m in danger, all alone in the basement with a kidnapper? Maybe I should escape!” He hesitated a moment, almost like he wasn’t sure I was really saying what I was saying! Actually, Sally,
I wasn’t sure I believed what I was saying! “Before the kidnapper gets the idea to grab me and tie me up so I can’t!” I was laughing so much he must have thought I was utterly silly!
“Oh, you think you can escape me?” he smiled, and he gave a funny little bad-guy laugh, so I jumped up and did my best damsel-in-distress gasp.
“Why, sir!” I played along as a damsel (hopefully) about to be in distress, with my hands clasped together at my breast. “You wouldn’t be such a villain! Surely you wouldn’t tie me up and make me your prisoner!”
Richie had been looking around furtively for a second as if he was looking for something, but as soon as I followed his eyes toward the door, he reached down into the sofa cushions and came up with a big handful of clothesline! It was really going to happen! “Of course I’ll make you my prisoner, missy!” he giggled, jumping up and circling around to cut me off from the basement stairs. “And don’t call me Shirley!” He’s so hilarious! (<3 <3 <3)
“Oh my goodness!” I cried out, playing the part like mad, and I started to run—but not very fast—toward the stairs, making sure Richie could catch me, which he did! Just as I got to the bottom of the stairs, he reached out and wrapped his arms around my waist and dragged me back against him. My heart was beating more wildly than I think it’s ever beaten in my whole life! It was so much fun, and so arousing too! “Oh, help me! Help me!” I cried out in my best damsel voice even as Richie picked me up and turned me back into the basement. “I must scream for help!” I giggled, and gather a big breath to make him think I was really going to scream, and as soon as I did, he clamped his hand over my mouth. He ‘s so much bigger and stronger than I am that he could still pick me up with one arm around my waist and his other hand over my mouth. I was so excited! I squealed into his hand, and I started moistening right away, I was so aroused! I wiggled around a bit as he carried me back into the basement, and I pretended to kick and struggle against him—but not enough to make him let me go!
Well, at least until he brought me back to the sofa, where he lifted me up so he could put me down on my knees on the sofa with him standing behind me! I cried out “Help me, help me!” a couple times through his hand before he took it away from my mouth and grabbed at my wrists. I was having so much fun! I kept playing the damsel part, and I cried out “Sir! Please don’t tie me up! Please! Save me! Save me!” And he laughed his villain laugh as he pinned my wrists together behind my back, crossed over each other!
As much as I was desperate for this to be happening, and no matter how much I looked forward to it, I was startled when I felt Richie begin to wrap the clothesline around my wrists! I must have gasped, because he hesitated a little, as if he wasn’t sure he should keep tying my hands. I did my damsel voice again to reassure him; “Oh my! Help me! Save me!” And I wiggled back against him to let him know I really did want him to keep tying me, and when my bottom brushed against him, well, I could tell he was really enjoying it too! “I must escape!” And when I twisted my wrists a little—but not so much it would loosen the clothesline, of course!—he realized I wanted him to keep going, and he wrapped more rope around my wrists. Oh, Sally, I can’t describe the feeling I had when I felt the rope grip my wrists so firmly, and I realized that he was really tying me up! He would wrap the rope all the way around one wrist, then all the way around the other one, then back to the other again, until both my wrists were tightly wrapped in what must have been a half-dozen loops. I can’t tell you how moist I was when he lifted my wrists up a little and tied off the knot! My hands were really tied! He really was tying me up—but I wanted him to
keep tying me up!
“Gracious!” I exclaimed in my damsel voice, “My hands are tied ever so tightly! I won’t
ever be able to get them free! I must run away before you tie my feet, you villain!” And I jumped down off the sofa, turning toward him, and as I did I twisted my wrists against the cords which tied them, and oh Sally! I didn’t think I could feel any more aroused than that! I backed away as if I was going to run away toward the stairs, and he jumped up and seized me by an elbow, dragging me back to the sofa.
“Not so fast, missy!” he growled in his villain-voice, and my heart was beating wildly when he pushed me down to a seat on the sofa. It was so strange and exciting to fall back onto my bottom and not be able to break my fall with my hands, and the feeling was so intoxicating, Sally! Then he knelt down and took hold of my ankles, pressing them together. Well, you know how small my feet and my ankles are, so he could hold them pinned together with one hand while he got more clothesline with the other. Not that I was going to try to escape anyway! He lifted up my jeans legs a little, and started wrapping more clothesline around my ankles (lucky I wore socks tonight!). I certainly didn’t give him a fight, Sally—I was too busy pressing my knees together and intoxicating myself with the feeling to fight him! He wrapped the rope around my ankles four times, then drew two loops of the cord vertically between my ankles before tying off the knot, and my feet were tied together so tight I don’t know how I didn’t climax right then! And while he finished tying the knots, I heard myself silently telling myself again and again,
I’m all tied up. I’m all tied up! I’m bound hand and foot! I’m all tied up! I love him so much!Oh my goodness, Sally! It’s almost three in the morning! I shouldn’t have looked at the clock, because all of a sudden I’m so exhausted I can barely think! Well, considering what happened tonight, no wonder I’m exhausted! I’ll finish telling you about tonight tomorrow when I’m more awake! For now, I’m going to go take that long shower (even if it’s ice cold, I’m still exhausted!), get ready for bed, and spend the night dreaming about being Richie’s tied-up prisoner! And now it’s not just a dream—it really happened! Good night, Sally! A very very
very good night! <3 <3 <3!!!
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