I was 12 years old. I was at my friend's house. His name is Gabriel. We were watching Pokémon. Then, he invited me into his bedroom to hang out. I walked in with no expectation of what is about to happen to me. We played chess for a while. After beating him one time, he took my hand, looked me in the eyes, and told me that we should make a wager on the next game in which the winner gets to do whatever they wanted to the loser. I agreed, but was a little worried about the last statement. I did whatever I could to win the game. I used my pieces in a way that would guarantee me victory, but in the end, he won.
Gabriel gloated about his win, and told me to put my hands behind my back and he tied them with rope. He then tied my ankles. He tied my big toes together. Then, he put duct tape over my mouth. Next, he blindfolded me. Finally, he left me alone without doing anything to me. This was the 1st tied up experience for me in which I was not tortured after being tied up. Gabriel returned to his bedroom a moment later. He released me, and told me that he had fun tying me up, and wanted to do it to me again.
I told him, maybe, but that if he ever lost, he would face retaliation from me.