Postby jennifer » Tue Feb 08, 2011 11:52 pm
My final Story, (Part 4): Free At Last! Well Maybe Not.
No introductions this time, I am just going on with the story.
The light was shinning brightly through the window when it streamed in and fell across my face. Morning had progressed forward quite a bit from when we set out. However, it was beginning to change into day rather than the darkness we had left under. I turned my head slightly trying to block the light from my eyes. However, there wasn't a whole lot I could do about it. The ropes were already uncomfortable for the purpose of trying to rest and the addition of the light shinning in my face was making it impossible for me to get any sleep. I dropped a loud sigh slowly as I finally surrendered to the fact that I wasn't going to be getting any more sleep this morning. At least not all trussed up like this next to my brother on the bench seat in the camper.
I shifted and turned my head back into an upwards position removing it from where I had been resting on the pillow between me and Sean only a few moments ago. Sean looked over at me and smiled. He was aware of my movement, but said nothing to indicate that he had any care about the outcome of it. Coming back to terms with my current reality was really a hard thing to do. Waking up from sleeping and realizing that you are tied up is normally a shocking experience to being with. This was even more so than it usually was for me. I finished righting myself and let out a heavy yawn into the air around where I was seated. Closing my mouth and trying to acclimate myself to the light now flowing into the camper I began to look around and examine my surroundings better. Some things had changed and some things remained the same.
I was still tied up just like I had been when I had drifted off earlier. So was Sean. I had managed to get some sleep despite everything I had working against me. It wasn't very restful sleep, but it was sleep none the less. I had to admire my big brother. He had just sat there and supported me when I was laying against him the past couple of hours. I looked up at him. He was still quiet and stoic as a statue. I was grateful for the sacrifice of his own personal comfort that he had give up so I could get some much needed rest. My hands were still tied behind me and my ankles and top legs were bound as well. I shifted around in the ropes as best I could. I was quite stiff and the ropes were past the point where they were beginning to leave a feeling of comfort. I struggled back and fourth a little trying to gain some slack and a measure of comfort against my bonds.
Mary had tied me securely, but not overly tightly. I still had just a little wriggle room, but not enough to squirm loose. I gave the ropes a couple more tugs and slid forward in the seat a little to allow a little more room between my back and the seat for my bound arms. Sean shifted a little next to me as well. Since I was no longer lying against him, my brother was free to move around and try to get a little more comfortable now. Scott was now sitting across from us as he had been before my little nap. However, his situation had changed. My brother his game boy out and was busy playing away on it. Scott had a little thing that clipped on the top of the system. It provided a magnifying glass for the screen and a small light that allowed it to be played in the dark. Though, my brother was quite enthralled with his game, he made only two sounds. The little clicks when he pressed the buttons and the slight rattle when he moved his arms.
It was getting closer to the middle of the morning. I forget exactly what time it was, but someplace between 7:00 am and 8:30. I had been asleep for a few hours and now that the sun was up, sleep was too difficult to pursue. My brother sitting diagonally across from me had been untied and some point in our journey and had two new accessories to this situation. Scott had a set of headphones coming out of the bottom of the game boy and leading up to his ears. Most likely so the sound if his game didn't disturb me. The second new item he was wearing, was a set of handcuffs. The were the normal type like the police would use with a 3 link chain between the wrists. This was what were making the noises when he moved. My brother was still restrained, but his new position afforded him the freedom to play his game. He was definitely more comfortable than Sean or I was.
"Hey, how did you escape.?" I asked looking across at my brother. He ignored me. I wasn't sure if it was the headphones or if it was intentional. "Scott, when did you get untied?" I shouted. Scott looked up at me and then held up his wrists to show me he still had the handcuffs on. That was all the response I got. Sean on the other hand answered my question. "Mary untied him about an hour ago. He complained that he was bored all tied up like that and wanted to play his game boy Dad had to stop for gas and Mary told him that she would untie him and let him have his toy if he promised to be quiet so you could sleep. Mary untied him while we were stopped and handcuffed him at the same time. She didn't want to wake you by offering to untie you or me." I nodded taking in the explanation. "So, we are going to be tied up for a while yet?"
Sean nodded, "Dad is going to stop at a rest stop in about two hours. I am sure Mary will untie you then if you want her too." I listened to his explanation and just sunk my head down. It wasn't that I minded being tied up normally. However, I was pretty stiff from the ropes and I waned to get comfortable again. Two hours would be a long time since I had been tied up for a while already. "Dad, can you stop so Mary can untie me now?" I asked directing my voice loudly towards the front of the cab. My father shot a quick glance back toward me following the sound of my voice. "Is it an emergency Jen? Do you have to use the bathroom or something?" I replied "No, I am just stiff from the ropes." "Are you in pain?" My dad asked. Again, I shook my head. "No." My father nodded. "Then you are going to have to wait. We are on the high way now and there really isn't a good place to stop for a while. Well, be getting into a town in about an hour. I make a stop someplace there." He replied looking back at me.
I sunk my head down in disappointment. "Alright thanks." There wasn't any point in continuing the conversation. I wasn't going to lie to my father and there wasn't anything he could really do to accommodate my request at the moment. I shifted my gaze out the window. There was a lot of scenery to look at as it zoomed by on the outside. Most of it was forest and the signs that darted the sides of the road. I just sat there and stared out. Like I said earlier, the ropes were beginning to become a little bit uncomfortable. I sat as still as I could not wanting to struggle and exacerbate the problem. I was used to being tied up for long periods of time. Several of our games ended up lasting several hours. The real key to being comfortable was not to struggle.
Scott continued to play his game and my father and Mary talked to each other as they sat in the front of the camper. I kept my gaze out the window. There wasn't much else that I could do at the moment with my hands and feet tied. The harness held me snugly to the seat and the ropes kept me pretty still. My mind wandered. I wondered what Alaska would be like. How long it would take to get there. All the things that we were going to see and do along the way. It was going to be an amazing trip there was no doubt about it. The conversation up front was out of my ear shot and I really had no interest in it anyways.
I kept my focus out the window of the vehicle as we moved forward towards our destination. My thought were my own and I was lost in them. I felt a sudden jolt as my brother bumped into me hard on the side that we shared. I turned my head his direction quickly to see the cause of the disturbance. Sean looked down at me, but his concentration didn't waver. He bumped into me a couple of more times. "Hey, watch what you're doing!" I yelled. "That hurt and I cannot really brace myself here." Sean continued to ignore me for another moment and instead responded with a hard jab of his elbow into my ribs. It wasn't enough to cause any real damage. After all, he was tied up and the ropes around my upper body adsorbed most of the blow. However, it gave my harness a good check to see how it would work if we got hit from the left side of the camper. I shifted a few inches to the right and the seat belts did their jobs pretty well in stopping me. The blow winded me.
"Ouch, that hurt, what are you doing Sean?" I screamed in his direction as best I could. Instead of a verbal response, my brother continued to shift around without a word. He was moving towards me now. Not more than an inch or two. That was all the vest would allow him to do. I was about to repeat my inquiry when I let out a short scream instead. "Eek!" was all I could get out. Somehow a hand had grabbed hold of my bound wrists from behind the seat. I jerked away and repeated my original scream. "Hold still will ya? It's hard to find the knot with you being all squirmy like that." I looked down at my brother daring to open my eyes and find out what was going on. A minute or two ago, my brother right arm was tucked behind his back tied to his other wrist. Now it was reaching around behind mine. Suddenly everything made some sense.
I stopped squirming trying to escape and relaxed as I realized what was going on. I scooted as close to Sean as I could and tilted the little that I could in his direction bringing my bound hands as close as I could. My brother felt around behind me for what seemed like forever. In reality, it was probably only 2 minutes. I suddenly felt the ropes around my crossed wrists loosen a little. I sat still and a minute or two later, the center cinches that really secured my hands fell away. Sean removed his hand from behind me and told me to see if I could squirm loose now. A little wriggling, and the rope that bound my wrists fell free and sat tucked behind me on the seat. I gave my wrists a moment to rest and relaxed again.
Sean quit his squirming around in the seat next to me and just relaxed. He began working his other arm out from behind his back. With the center tie off of my wrists, I began trying to move my arms around me. It was a slow and difficult process with the upper arm bindings that Mary had applied to me. There were at least a dozen coils of rope around my upper body pinning my arms from the elbows up to my chest. Mary had tied my arms down securely to prevent as much movement as possible. She had wrapped them several times. I looked down and located the knot securing the rope without any trouble. I knew where it was from when I opened my eyes. It was located at the bottom of the tie in front of me on my tummy. It was well out of reach of my hands as long as they were behind my back. However, with the new movement I had, I managed to get a hold of it with one of my hands.
It took me a good 8 or 9 minutes to work it free with only one hand to use. It took me another few to work my arms free of the coils given the limits of my movement. Sean just sat there and rested watching my own escape efforts. He had managed to pull his wrists out of their behind the back bonds with mostly brute force. Something that his older and stronger build afforded him and not me. However, it had taken most of his strength to do that and he just sat there resting for the moment. I undid the rope that secured my legs together above the knees. It took a moment or two, but it fell to the floor without much effort.
I realized suddenly, that Mary was looking back around the corner of the front seat. "Well done Jen, it looks like you got out on your own." My sister commented with a smile. Scott just sat there. He missed the best part of the whole performance. He was too enthralled with his game. "Not yet" I commented. "My ankles are still tied and I cannot reach them." I said letting my bound feet fall back towards the floor of the camper. I had tried a couple of different angles, but I could not get my ankles up to the point where I could reach the knots. At least without undoing a couple of points on the vest harness. I finally relaxed and just let them hand a few inches above the floor still tied. I wasn't getting them loose for the moment. However, anything that had been uncomfortable was free now and I had finally regained enough freedom that I was content with my current situation.
Sean having regained some strength from a short rest was now trying to free his upper arms as well. However, his knot was located on his right side toward the middle of his back. A hard place to reach given his arms were pinned from the elbows up. He got a hold of it with his left hand, but the angle was bad and he couldn't see what he was doing. I watched as he tried unsuccessfully to work at the knot. "Hold still a second, I'll get it." I instructed my older brother. With my hands free, I could use my left arm and reach the knot easily. Sean retracted his hand and let me take a shot at it. I had a good angle on the knot and I could see it. These gave me two advantages over him. It took me a good 10 minutes, but it finally pulled loose.
With the knot gone, Sean wriggled against the slacking ropes, and I did what I could. A few minutes later, there was a large coil of rope sitting between the two of us in the middle of the seat. "Thanks little sister. It was a lot of fun. I don't get tied up all that often any more, but it does feel good to get out of those ropes after being tied for so long. Sorry about hitting you earlier, but I was almost loose and I didn't want to loose my only chance at getting free." My brother shared offering a warm smile down at me. I looked back up at him. "I should thank you. You are the one who got your hands out in the first place." I replied returning my smile up at him. It felt good to be free. Both of us mirrored each other with a looks of both relief and accomplishment. Mary was looking towards us from the front seat with a scowl.
"Well, it looks like we have a couple of certified magicians on our hands. I will have to tie the two of you up a whole lot better next time. Don't worry I have plenty of rope." My sister commented pointing down at the bag on the floor. My sister seemed a little hurt in her voice and mannerism. She had been playing tie up since before I was even a thought. She was very talented at tying somebody up and it was a blue moon when somebody managed to get out of one of her ties. Still, somehow Sean and I had managed it. "I guess I don't have to stop now do?" My father commented.
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My father did stop eventually. It was much later than his original promise of when we would stop. With Sean and me untied though that rest stop wasn't needed. Our next stop was for lunch sometime around 11:00 or so that day. We pulled into a restaurant. I don't remember which one, or what we had to eat. The five of us got up Sean, Scott and I slipped out of our vests. Scott cuffs were unlocked and I untied my ankles. It would have been pretty hard walk into the place with them still tied together. Besides, we didn't want too many questions. We ended at a round table by one of the windows in the restaurant we sat down and ordered lunch together.
I did get some unexpected attention from the waitress. She thought my feety pajamas with mary jane shoes was an odd outfit. I had forgotten to change. However, other than a few stares nobody paid it all that much mind. We stopped for an hour or so for the meal and shared some talk about what was to come. We still had a few more hours to drive before we would rest for the night. But it was going to be a lot of fun. We had the whole trip ahead of us, and it was just the most amazing experience we had planned.
After lunch, we headed back to the camper. Scott and I got re-situated into the vest we had worn on the way down so far. My eldest brother left his sitting on the ground of the camper and rode with just the lap seat belt. He was old enough that it didn't matter. The harness was optional for him, that wasn't the case with Scott or myself. My mother had left specific instructions that we were to have them on at all times. Mary handcuffed Scott again. Not that it seemed to bother him. I got the same treatment. Mary had the sets of handcuffs that my parents had gotten each of us at the flee market the later part of the year I was seven years old.
The handcuffs were the real deal. The were not toys. There was no easy open switch and they double locked so they wouldn't loosen or tighten. "Let's see you get out of that. Without the keys of course." Mary said with a little chuckle holding the keys up in front of me. I tugged on my wrists to show they were locked securely together in front of me. With that, Mary took her seat as did my father and we were off again. Mary was right of course. I didn't know anything about how to pick a lock and even if I had been a master at it, there was nothing available to try with. My hands were staying locked together until she released me. This time there would be no miraculous escape on our part.
Sean didn't share this experience. Either Mary lacked enough handcuffs, or he chose not to allow the decision to go forward. He made no comment on the matter and Mary made no attempt to restrain him. She had plenty of rope. However, for now it was tucked back in the duffel bag. I spent the next half hour bored. I looked out the window and focused some of my attention on the handcuffs. They were definitely escape proof. However, they offered a reasonable range of motion, and they were a lot more comfortable to wear than the ropes I had spent the majority of the morning in. Sean and I didn't talk much this time around. He had his own game boy and switched it on as we moved towards our destination.
After a while, I was just sitting there looking down at my feet. They were untied this time, but I still couldn't reach the floor with them. It was a fact that I found rather annoying. I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Do you want to play Jen?" I saw Sean looking down at me as he offered me his game boy from its back. It as one of the old large white ones that Nintendo originally came out with. I just shrugged and reached up with my cuffed hands taking hold of the device. I looked down at the screen and I realized what he had in mind. In my brother's collection was a game game that had an assortment of board games. The cartridge included a version of both chess and checkers. I nodded and took the first move.
Sean and I spent the next two hours passing the game boy back and fourth between us. Each taking a move and then passing it on to the next player. We alternated which game we played. I had learned chess a year or so back, and I was ok at it. Sean beat me almost every match we played. Checkers on the other hand I held my own at. Sean was not all that good at the simple game and I took my share of victories. The cartridge also contained a version of both Othello and backgammon. However, I barely understood either of them and found them boring. Still, it was a fun way to pass the time. Time was the one thing we seemed to have a lot of on our hands. After a while, I really forgot that I was handcuffed all together. It wasn't until the RV made a sudden turn into the park that I remembered the restraint.
It was sometime after 3:00 pm and we had finally arrived at our first destination. We would be camping here for the night. My father had done some research in planning this trip. He had spent a whole day off at the library and the triple A office getting ready. He knew everywhere we were going to be staying and this was our first stop. Our stay would be a brief one, but little did I know what the evening had in store for me.
Jennifer