Originally Posted by: barefootpollster
Last summer, I was staying with my friend and his family for a week at their house at the beach. His dad is rich and has a huge house, and more importantly, a huge boat. I am a 17 y/o boy, 6 feet tall, 145 pounds, size 14 feet, named Mike, he is 17 y/o, 5'6", 120 lbs, size 10 feet, named Ian. Also with us were his parents, his 12 y/o sister, and his brother, 14 y/o.
One day I was staying with them, Ian's parents took his sister somewhere for the day, his brother went to a friend's house, so it was just me and Ian for the day. We decided to go on his boat. We knew this great spot on the bay for fishing and swimming, and it was a beautiful day. Shirtless and barefoot, wearing only bathing suits and life vests, we headed to the dock. Ian was licensed to drive the boat and knew what he was doing, so his parents trusted us with it.
We got underway and were soon at "Lindsay's Cove." Ian called it this in honor of his girlfriend. As soon as the boat was anchored, we jumped in the water for a swim. After swimming around for a little while, I said, "Hey Ian, I bet I can beat across the bay." It was about a hundred yards to the other side. "Your on!" he said. Before we took off, I said, "Loser gets tied up on the boat." He smiled mischievously and said, "Let's go!"
With that we were off. We're both on the swim team at our high school, so it was a pretty fair race. I was in the lead for a while, and got to the other side first, but on the way back, I quickly fell behind and his kicking bare feet were soon a few inches from my arms. Ian touched the boat first and said to me between deep breaths of exhaustion, "Now you get tied up!"
We climbed up the ladder onto the boat and dried off. He didn't waste any time getting me tied up. "Lay down on the deck," he said. "Come on, lets have lunch first," I said. "No. I tie you up now," Ian said. I reluctantly laid down on the deck, face down. Ian tied my wrists, ankles, and knees with some rope he got from a locker. I began to think he would leave me like this, but before I knew it, I was hogtied, my fingertips brushing my bare soles.
"Okay, Mike, I'm going to ask you a question. If you get it right, I won't gag and blindfold you," Ian said, " If not, I'll do both with dirty socks. So tell me, what brand of sneakers do I wear?" "What kind of question is that? " I said. "Wrong. I wear Nikes. Now hear comes the gag." Before I could struggle, he had shoved two dirty socks in my mouth and tied another around my head. He tied another sock over my eyes, leaving me effectively blinfolded. I heard his bare feet quietly moving across the deck, then returning, and then the click of a camera about five times. I mpphhed and struggled, but he just kept taking pictures.
I must have been left there for an hour while he had lunch. It was really hot and I was in direct sun, sweating like crazy. Ian must have been hot too, because I heard him swimming. A while later, I heard the familiar sound of bare feet walking on the deck as Ian returned. He removed my blindfold and gag, which I met with a slew of profanities. "Oh shut up, Mike, I'm still going to tickle you." Then he was on me, his fingers all over my bare soles. I go barefoot a lot and have very tough soles, but for some reason, my feet are deathly ticklish. I was soon screaming with laughter, but still he kept tickling my helpless bare feet. When he had had his fill of torturing me, after about a half hour (!) he again asked me a question. If I got it right I would be released, but would stay tied up for the rest of the day if not. "How about I get to tie you up if I get it right?" I said. Ian responded with, "No. Now shut up before I change my mind. What year did the Civil War end?" I thought back to history class and said "1865". He didn't say anything but just released me.
After being hogtied for an hour and a half, I was greatful to stretch my legs, as well as get out of the sun, as I was dripping with sweat and starting to get a sunburn. As is customary with our tie-up games, I, the victim, thanked the captor, Ian, for tying me up, and vowed to get revenge on another day. We then went swimming and did some fishing for the rest of the day. I got revenge on my friend the next day. More to come...