I was a bit exited, because I was invited to go on a, all expenses paid, boat trip to a "Fantasy island", whatever that meant. I got down to the harbour in plenty of time and stood waiting as the other passangers arrived. There were both boys and girls. At last a loudspeaker anounced that the boat were to leave. We all got on board and settled down for the journey.
About halfway through the journey someone announced that we had to go down to the cabins to change. "Well now, that's strange!" I thought. "I've never been on a trip where you had to change clothes. But I went along with the others. In `my´ cabin I found a tight fitting pair of light blue coveralls and, naturally, I put them on. It was a bit uncomfortable and showed a bit more of my body than I had hoped (I'm a bit large around the waist), but otherwise it was OK. I was just going to have to suck it in, that's all!
Before we arrived at the island, we had to fill in a questionaire. The questions were, how ever, a bit strange. Such as `how or if I would like to be tied up and/or gagged, and if so in what way and for how long?´ and if I had any preferences in clothes. Those kinds of questions besides the obvious ones about diets and other stuff. I wrote that I liked to have my hands tied up on my back at all times during the day and in front during the night and gagged as often as possible. Then I thought nothing of it. The questionaires were collected before we arrived.
When we went off the boat, we were split into groups according to what we had put down in the questionaire. I found myself in a group with three other passangers, one boy and two girls. Two members of the staff, one man and one woman, came over to us and told us to put our hands behind ur backs. The man then tied my and the other boys hands behind our backs while the woman staff tied up the girls. Then they loaded our bags in a van and we were ordered to start walking. The four of us were given a cabin and told that someone would come along and help us unpack. "How are we supposed to go to the bathroom, tied up like this?" I asked. "Don't worry," they said. "Just tell one of the staff and he or she will help you as soon as it is possible. The same goes if you want to be tied up during mealtimes. Someone will feed you."
After lunch, which was fed me by a girl, we all gathered outside on the lawn.There we were basically told that this week we could do pretty much anything we wanted. The only thing we weren't allowed to do was to deliberately humiliate someone else. We could have as much, or as little, cloathes as we wanted. We weren't allowed, how ever, to be completely naked. Bedtime was when we wanted it to be. Those of us that wanted to be tied in bed had to talk to one of the staff, though. For some reason, I allways asked one of the female staff for help. The only set times were mealtimes.
The week that followed was one of the best weeks of my life. We spent much of the days outside playing different sports and games. As it was a tropical island, there was little risk of raining. Some mornings I, along with a couple of other kids asked to be tied like a `X´on the lawn, so we could soak up some sun.
One day, one of the boys asked me if I wanted to go diving with a couple of other kids. "Sure," I said. "But won't it be a bit difficult with my hands tied?"
"No," he said. "We can ask the staff if they can help you." And so we did. The woman we asked said that they had a suit that would allow me to dive and still be tied up. Would I be interested in trying it out? "Sure," I said.
"Good," she said. "Meet me down at the pier in half an hour and I'll have a boat and the diving gear ready for all of you. I'll ask around to see if anyone else is willing to go along. Besides you two, I mean."
Half an hour later, when I came down to the pier, I saw a group of kids waiting for the boat Nearly every one, except me and a few others, had changed into bathing suits. We stepped on to the boat and the woman we had asked before walked up to me with something in her hands. She released my hands and said to us "Go to the front of the boat and put these suits on." I held it up and saw that it looked like a fishtail. It would cover all of me from just below my armpits and it ended in a divers' fin. It was a tight fit, but I managed to get it on. I had just got undressed (except for my underwear) and managed to wiggle my way in to it, when the boat started. The staffmember that went along with us, then went up to me and put on a pair of waterproof cuffs and then linked them together so I had my hands cuffed together on my back.
When we arrived at the place where we would be diving, we were given breathing tubes to have on our backs. She put the mouth piece in my mouth and I dove in. It took me a while to get the hang of swimming like that, but when I did I had the most relaxing time, swimming around and diving in the clear blue water. When it was time to eat, I was helped out of the water and was fed lunch, consisting of tuna or cheese sandwishes and Coca cola. I spent the entire day swimming and diving and had a lovely day, pretending to be a mermaid.
When we went back to the shore in the afternoon and took off our swimming gear I didn't put on my jumpsuit back on. I just had my underwear on and let her tie my hands on my back again with ropes.
All to soon, it was time to go home. Those of us that had our hands tied were released on the dock before going on the boat home. It was a funny feeling to be able to use my hands for the first time in a week! We changed our cloathes, from the jumpsuits that we had been wearing much of the week, to our normal cloathes and off we went.