A Deal is a Deal - Part II (m/ff)

Postby Big B » Sat Feb 09, 2008 8:40 am

Janet and Julie hadn’t even left the driveway when I began hatching a scheme for the next day. In fact, I found it difficult to think about much else. Tie up games could be few and far between, so the thought of binding and gagging them again the next day was exciting.

I weighed my options throughout the late afternoon and evening. I considered tying them back to back, as I had seen with damsels on television. I had a strong urge to hogtie them both on the living room floor and watch them struggle. I contemplated tying them to 2x4’s in our unfinished basement. I felt like a kid in the candy store, unsure of how to spend my money. Finally, I began settling on a plan.

The morning came and I awoke with thoughts of what the day would hold. I cheerfully began making preparations for that afternoon, which is when the girls usually came over. I added a few extra items to my equipment box and untangled my ropes. The waiting would be difficult. However, the real trick would be getting my younger sister out of the house.

In 1976, my sister was obsessed with making my life a living hell. At least, it seemed that way to me. If she caught the slightest inkling that I wanted her to leave the house, you could bet she would stay. She was mom’s little spy and loved to report on my activities. I had to get her out of the way so she didn’t ruin my plans.

Fate seemed to be smiling on me that day. One of my sister’s friends called just after lunch and invited her over to play. The stage was set. Now I simply had to wait for Janet and Julie. Thankfully, I didn’t have long to wait.

There was a knock at the door. My heart leapt up into my throat with anticipation. I eagerly answered the door. Janet was there, but Julie was nowhere in sight.

Janet was looking great. She was wearing a red tank top with white shorts and sneakers. Janet was a brunette and very nicely tanned from many hours in the summer sun.

“Hi, Janet,” I said and invited her into the house. “Where’s Julie?”

Janet shrugged. “She’s at home. She didn’t want to come.”

You know what they say about the “best laid plans”? Mine had just gone down in flames. I was very glad Janet kept our bargain, but I decided to milk the situation for all it was worth.

I narrowed my eyes at her. “Are you two trying to weasel out of our deal?”

Janet replied anxiously, “No! I came back.”

“Yes, but the deal was that both of you would come back,” I reminded her. “Where’s Julie?”

Janet appeared nervous, “I told you, she’s at home.”

The interrogation continued. “And what’s she doing?” I demanded.

Janet was fidgeting a bit. “She’s watching TV.”

“What?” I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in the air. “Well, if the two of you won’t keep your promises, I guess there’s nothing I can do about it.”

“But I kept my promise,” Janet insisted. “Here I am!”

“Yeah, but I’m not sure I want to play anymore.” I was laying it on pretty thick, but she was incredibly gullible.

Janet looked genuinely disappointed. “Hey, that’s not fair.”

It was time to tighten the noose. “Look, I’ll tie you up now, but you and Julie still owe me another game. Deal?” I extended my hand.

“Deal,” Janet said as she reached for my hand. However, I quickly withdrew it.

“But if you two double cross me again, you’ll really be in deep trouble,” I warned.

“Oh, we won’t,” Janet exclaimed. “I promise.” She extended her hand again. I shook it, then grasped her arm and spun her around, grabbing her from behind.

She shrieked, then giggled. I was grinning, as a course of action was becoming clear. I hand gagged Janet as we walked toward my room.

“You and Julie are both in deep trouble for going back on your word,” I said sternly.

Janet began pleading with me, trying to explain that she had not lied. Her insistent “mmmpph”s echoed in the hallway. I gently pushed Janet into my bedroom and closed the door behind me.

“Listen, I didn’t lie to you,” Janet explained. “Julie did.”

“Yes, she did,” I said, “but you’re both going to pay for it.”

I pulled out the chair out from underneath my desk and forced Janet to sit down. Then I drew her arms behind the back of the chair.

She was still trying to placate me. “Listen, I’m sorry. We didn’t mean to make you angry.”

“Oh, you’ll be sorry,” I said. “Anyway, it’s too late for apologies now.”

I started roping Janet’s wrists up. Thankfully, she never fought back very hard. That made it much easier for me to tie her up tight and much harder for her to escape. And I certainly didn’t want her getting loose today.

Janet was still trying to explain. I quickly gagged her with a bandanna to keep her quiet.

I went to work tying Janet to the chair. I wrapped a long rope around her chest and the chair back. Janet’s ankles were tightly tied together with another rope running back to her wrists.

Then I tied a final rope around her legs, just beneath the knees. Her legs were nicely suntanned and incredibly smooth. I wanted to run my hands across them all afternoon, but that would have to wait.

Janet was just beginning to realize how well she'd been trussed up. She began squirming and wriggling to get loose.

“Now don’t go anywhere, Janet,” I said, stabbing a finger at her. “I’ll be right back.”

“Mmm-air rrrrr uuuu go-mmff?” Janet asked, her eyes widening.

“Don’t worry,” I assured her. “I’ll be right back. And by all means, keep trying to get out of that,” I laughed.

She started fighting hard to get loose, as I walked out the door. I got the phone book out and found Julie’s number as Janet kept pleading for help in my room. Apparently she couldn’t get loose. Good. That would ruin my new plan.

I scrawled Julie’s number down and went back to my bedroom. The entire trip lasted less than a minute, but Janet looked relieved to see me.

“Did you miss me?” I laughed. Janet growled behind the gag, still squirming to loosen the ropes.

I was lucky in 1976 to actually have a phone in my room. Not many kids did in those days. I grabbed the phone off the desk and sat down beside Janet.

She looked at me with a puzzled expression on her face. I just smiled and dialed Julie’s number. The phone rang a few times before Julie answered the phone.

“Hi, is this Julie?” I asked. Janet’s eyes grew wider. I just about laughed out loud.

“Yes, this is Julie,” she said.

“Hi, Julie, this is Bill.”

“Hey, Bill,” she said. “What are you doing?”

“Well, it’s funny you should ask that. Janet’s here and she says you didn’t want to come over today. Is that true?”

There was silence on the other end of the phone. Meanwhile, Janet looked mortified. She knew Julie was going to kill her for blabbing too much.

I sat there quietly for a moment, but there was no answer. “Julie?” I thought maybe she had hung up the phone.

“Yes, I’m still here,” she said reluctantly.

“Did you forget that you and Janet both agreed to let me tie you up today?” I asked.

“No, I didn’t forget,” she admitted.

“Well, here’s the thing,” I continued. “Janet’s here. She’d like to come to the phone, but she’s a little tied up right now. In fact, I’m not letting her go until you come over here and take her place.”

More silence on the phone.

I was fighting to keep from laughing. “Would you like to talk to her?” I asked.

“Umm-hmmm,” Julie said weakly.

Janet’s eyes were as big as saucers. I held the phone up to Janet’s gagged mouth. “Say something, Janet,” I ordered.

“Boo-mee helmmmm mmeee,” Janet pleaded. She tried to encourage Julie to come over right away.

I put my hand over the mouthpiece of the phone and whispered to Janet. “You’d better convince Julie to get over here if you ever want loose,” I said. I gave her a stern look. “Understand?”

Janet nodded vigorously. She didn’t realize the whole thing was a sham and was buying it hook, line and sinker.

I pulled the gag out of Janet’s mouth and held up the phone. I bent down to hear their conversation.

“Julie?” Janet said tentatively.

“Hey, Janet, are you OK?” she asked.

Janet looked at me and didn’t know what to say. I nodded my head.

“Yeah, I’m OK,” she answered. “But you’d better get over here right away. Bill’s mad that you didn’t come over like you promised.”

“What did you tell him?” she asked.

“I told him you were watching TV and didn’t want to come,” Janet explained.

Julie snapped at her. “Why did you tell him that? I just wanted to finish watching my show. But, noooo, you couldn’t wait for me!”

Ah, that was revealing. Janet was in a rush to get here, eh? I filed that information away for future reference.

Janet was apologizing. “I know. I’m sorry,” she said. “But you’ve got to get over here right away. I’m tied to a chair and he won’t let me go.”

Julie wasn’t buying it. “Don’t be stupid, Janet, he’ll let you go.”

Janet looked at me again. I scowled and shook my head.

“I don’t think so, Julie,” she said. “He looks pretty mean. Please, please get over here as fast as you ca--mmmppph.”

I had placed my hand over Janet’s mouth again. “Keep begging me to let you go,” I whispered softly. “Make as much noise as you can.” And then I winked at her and smiled.

Relief flooded over Janet’s face as she realized it was a hoax. She began making all kinds of noise. I had my left hand over Janet’s mouth and was holding the phone in my right hand.

“I’m afraid you’re wrong, Julie,” I warned. “I won’t let her go until you come over and take her place. Right, Janet?”

I held the phone so Julie could hear Janet’s muffled pleas. She was really carrying on.

“Are you really going to let her suffer for your mistake?” I asked icily. There was more muffled pleading from Janet.

“OK, OK,” Julie relented. “I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“Just let yourself in when you get here,” I said. “Then try to find us, if you can!” I did my best maniacal laugh and hung up the phone.

I uncovered Janet’s mouth and placed the phone back on the desk.

“Are you going to let me go, now?” Janet asked.

“No. You don’t get free until after Julie is tied up,” I said. “Meanwhile, we’re going to have to keep you quiet.”

Janet protested as I grabbed a small ladies handkerchief out of my equipment box. I had been collecting suitable ropes and gags from around our house for years. I stuffed the handkerchief into her mouth.

“Mmhhh! Ggghhh! Uummmpphh.” Janet looked surprised that I had gagged her so well. I retied the cleave gag to hold the packing in her mouth.

I grabbed a rope, more mouth packing and another cleave gag. “Excuse me, Janet, but I’ve got company coming. And you never know,” I said, “perhaps Julie will free you before I find her.”

Janet started thrashing around and shouting for help. However, I’d tied her too well and she had no hope of getting loose on her own.

I ran out of the room to wait for Julie. Her house was directly behind ours and I could see her approaching the house through our backyard. I hid in a room just off the hallway. Julie would walk directly past me on the way to my bedroom.

There was a small knock at the door, but I never moved. I could hear the door opening as Julie called, “Bill, its Julie. Are you here?”

I stood silently. Janet, however, heard Julie come in the house and started shouting behind her gag.

“Janet? Janet, where are you?” Julie shouted.

“Mmmgggh ummmfff,” Janet was still pleading from the bedroom, but her cries were unintelligible. She was loud enough, however, for Julie to hear it.

Julie’s footsteps were getting nearer. She was moving fairly quickly toward my room, probably figuring that I was with Janet. She had guessed incorrectly.

As Julie passed me, I grabbed her from behind and clamped a hand over her mouth.

“Uggmmmmfff,” Julie squawked.

I quickly looped my left arm around Julie’s left arm, reached behind her back and grabbed her right elbow with my left hand. This effectively held both of her arms behind her back, while my right hand remained firmly over her mouth.

I could hear Janet’s warnings from the next room. “Mmmphmmm gmmfff mmmp”, she was pleading, but it was too late. Julie was my captive.

I forced Julie face down on the carpeted floor, removing my hand from her mouth. I drew the rope from my pocket and began tying her wrists behind her back.

Julie was thrashing around much more than usual. She was probably miffed at the way I’d browbeaten her to come over. She was lying on her stomach, kicking her feet up and down by bending them at the knees. I was sitting on the back of her thighs while tying her wrists. One of her feet hit me squarely in the back – hard.

“Owww, dammit,” I shouted. That was going to leave a mark. I just about rolled over on to the floor, but my passions were stronger than the pain.

Just as I never intended to harm the girls during our games, they never wanted to see me get hurt, either. Julie was immediately remorseful.

“Oh, Bill, I’m sorry. Are you alright?” she asked.

I was still wincing. “Yeah, I’m OK,” I said. It was time to let Julie in on the game. “I’m sorry for frightening you, Julie. Janet’s fine and I’m not really mad,” I told her. “I was just horsing around, like we always do.”

Julie immediately relaxed and became much more cooperative. “Oh, good. You had me scared to death,” she scolded playfully. Then she smiled. “OK, then you can finish tying me up!”

I smiled and continued tying her wrists. Normally, Julie didn’t say all that much. However, now she was playing it to the hilt. She was pleading and begging with me to let her go.

It occurred to me that the kick in the back was probably a blessing in disguise. Julie was turning in an award-winning performance in order to apologize to me.

I helped Julie up to her knees. “Let’s keep you quiet,” I said.

“No, please don’t gag me,” Julie was pleading. “I’ll be quiet.” Her eyes widened as I wadded up a cloth and stuffed it deeply into her mouth. Then I pulled the cleave gag from my pocket and drew it between it her teeth. I’d never gagged the girls so well before.

“On your feet,” I commanded, lifting her by the arms. Julie stood obediently, protesting from behind the gag as we walked down the hall toward my room.

TO BE CONTINUED

Postby Gothit » Sat Feb 16, 2008 2:14 am

Can't wait for the next part!
:)

Postby Big B » Fri Feb 22, 2008 2:12 pm

Patience, little grasshopper. :wink:

The final installment is up. Get it here:
http://www.tieupgames.net/viewtopic.php?t=318