Our Joint Tale (part 1 Jennifer)

Postby jennifer » Sat Feb 20, 2016 6:55 am

About a month ago, my brother used my account to post one of his childhood stories on this site. It was met with mixed reviews. He mentioned that he and I were going to post a joint story on this board. Well, this is the first part of that story and we will be working on it together over the next month or two until it concludes. The posting schedule for this will vary. With two of us writing it should go faster. However, my proof reader can only process so many writings so there will be a bottle neck there. You might have us post 1 or 2 parts inside of one week and it be another 2 weeks before the next portion of the story hit's the board. It all depends on our schedules and how things flow.

I am posting this story in the more adult section of this board because that is where I think it best fits. As some of you know this isn't the only board I post stories on the internet. That is a major part of why I have been more absent from this board over the past couple of years. There tend to be considerably more interest in my adult oriented stories than my childhood ones and that is naturally so. I have had numerous request from many of my readers over the years for links to some of my more adult works on other sites. I have turned down those requests in an effort to keep my persona on this board from clashing with my posts elsewhere on the internet. This story is going to serve as a window into the nature of some of those other stories. Namely, I am going to share a story that happened to me on this board when I was an adult. Sean has suggested this for some time to me and after a lot of goading I have agreed to move forwards. He is helping me to alleviate some of the work.

I have posted some of the happenings from my college days on this board before. This takes place even further into my adult life after I graduated from college and started my career. Hopefully, it will satiate some of the curiosities that have been sent my way over the years and prove entertaining for our audience here. I am posting this in the more adult section of this board just to make sure I am in compliance with the board rules. Although this story is from my adult life rather than my childhood life, I intend to keep this story as pg13 rated as possible. However, in case something I post here would be offensive to someone reading the more childhood section of this board, I am going to post it here to cover my butt.

Just to forecast, there won't be anything overtly sexual in this story. It's about Sean, Mary and myself, so don't expect any sex oral or otherwise. I am not a fan of incest. However, there are some more adult themed actions that take place so I am keeping this in the more adult section of this board for that reason. Read the next paragraph for the disclaimer about the story before I start.

Disclaimer:

All persons in this story were consenting adults over the age of 25. Nothing posted was done without the consent of the parties involved. There was no intended act of violence or any form of a coercion forced on anybody involved. All forms of bondage carry inherent risks. I do not recommend or even suggest that anyone reading this story try any of this at home. My siblings are both experts in these types of undertakings and have a strong skill set focused on safety. Some of the things in this story could be very dangerous if you don't know what you are doing. While experimentation can be exciting, know your limits and think before you act. There are a lot of topics posted around online about safety involved with bondage. If you are new to it, I would recommend you find someone professional when you are starting out.

While that last statement is a little assertive, I am just covering my butt. Seriously, like the mythbusters say, "DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME!!!!".

It was a hot day. In the lower 80s. (All temperatures in this story are farenheight and all measurements will be in the English system.) I was already starting to sweat as the second set of ropes began to tighten around my legs just above the knees. Sean was the party involved doing the tying. He was using white cotton clothes line a quarter inch thick just as we often did growing up. There was already one 15 foot piece of it wrapping and cinching my ankles. My wrists were tied a little more elaborately. These were crossed behind my back and wrapped and cinched both horizontally and vertically. The second set of ropes was meant to reinforce my legs and further discourage movement. I would be lying if I said I didn't have fear from what was about to happen.

Sean cinched off the second bond on my legs and tied a knot in front of me because it would be further from the reach of my hands. By this point he was in his early 30's and had learned how to tie someone up pretty well. I tested the ropes a little when he stepped back from where he was standing. They were both secure and not yielding to my struggles. I looked over at my brother while he walked across the small deck. Sean wasn't an athlete like he was during his high school and college days, but he stayed in relatively good shape. He had a strong look to his body and maintained a reasonable weight and appearance for his size gender and age. My brother was wearing a pair of blue swim trunks. He had let his hair grow out long during his 20's. But the curse of our family was beginning to catch up with him and his hair line was retreating back onto the top of his head.

I was still small, I always have been and probably always will be. My final height as an adult ended about an inch below 5 ft. My body was in decent shape as well, but I will admit I am not the most attractive female, even in the prime of my youth. My chest was flatter than most men generally peruse and I had cut my hair short for the summer. I had a few boyfriends on and off at this point in my life, but nothing that every got anywhere serious. It would be a few years before I met my current husband. I watched Sean lift the first life vest off the railing to the raised platform that ran alongside my sister's pool.

I was wearing a light green and grey wetsuit. It was a one piece outfit that closed with a zipper in the back and hand long sleeves and legs. I also had on a pair of aqua sock water shoes and even a pair of matching wetsuit mittens over my hands. These would provide a greater limit to the restriction of my hands and provide an additional layer of material between the ropes and my wrists. It was definitely warm to be in a full wetsuit, but it also meant I could spend an extended time in the water and not have to worry about getting sunburn.

Sean walked over from the edge of the railing and opened the life vest he was carrying. It was a dull purple and black in color with 4 straps closing it. 3 of them went all the way around the body and the 4th just closed the top of the vest at the mid chest level. It was the kind of life jacket you could buy from Wal-Mart for 20 to 30 bucks. My brother draped the vest around my upper body and drew it closed. He bucked the 4 straps and secured it in place. Afterwards, be began unbuckling each of the straps one at a time. He then tightened it up significantly and refastened it. This drew the life vest snug against my body and further pinned my arms down inside of it. Sean made a second pass at tightening up all of the straps and then retreated back to the railing.

I stood staring down at the water still unsure about all of this. I gave my arms a few good pools but the bindings on my wrists held secure and the life vest pinned my arms tightly to my sides. Sean picked up a second life vest off of the railing. This one was a little more interesting. It was a brighter red color dominant with blue straps and a reflective panel in the front. Sean looped the second vest around my upper body over the first. It was made of a heavy grade foam to provide more floatation. It was about an inch and a half thick in the back and two inches in the front. The vest also had a float collar behind the head to keep your head above water if you were unconscious. He drew the vest around me and closed it with a large zipper in the front.

Once the zipper was in place, my brother wrapped the two waist belts on the vest around me and snugged them up as much as he could. The vest also had a set of straps in the back that went diagonally up to the shoulders that could be drawn snug as well. Finally, it had two additional straps that fastened between the legs to keep the vest from riding up in the front. I forget what company makes this particular life vest, but it was designed for speed boat racing. Sean spent another two minutes making sure he got the outer life jacket as snug as he could. It was one of the conditions I had provided in order to attempt this in the first place. When the second vest was tight against my body, my arms were completely enclosed by it and I couldn't move them at all. I stood on the edge of my sisters pool still staring down at the water. I couldn't believe I was doing this.

"In you go!" I heard the should from behind as Sean provided a push and the forward momentum.

A minute later I hit the water with a loud splash. My first instinct was to struggle and try to swim. But, I couldn't move my arms at all and my legs were tied together in two places. Water hit my face, but about 4 seconds later the life vest did its job and rolled me over onto my back. I was laying there floating in the water looking up at my brother on the deck of the pool. He looked down at me smiling. I tried kicking my bound legs and found I could generate a little motion propelling myself backwards from the edge of the pool.

"Cannon Ball!" Sean Shouted.

A moment later a huge splash of water shot up and a wave began driving me back from the edge closer to the center of the swimming pool. A few seconds later my brothers head broke the surface of the water and he began to move towards me. Mary's pool was an above ground circular one. I believe it was about 25 or 30 feet in diameter. I haven't stopped to measure it lately. The water was only about 5 feet deep, but with the floatation of the two life jackets, I couldn't touch the bottom with my bound ankles. That just left me unable to swim and floating in the middle of it. Sean made his way over to me. My brother draped his arms around my shoulders and leaned backwards. I suddenly realized what he was doing.

Sean kicked his legs up from the bottom of the pool and put all his weight on me. I began dipping into the water. However, the two life vests actually supported both of our weights rather comfortably and my head didn't dip far enough below the surface to get water up my nose. After about 20 seconds he let go and I popped back up.

"See, you're not going to drown. I don't think you could get your head under the water if you wanted to." Sean explained.

My brother took his arm and ran a big wave of water right at my face splashing me. Instinctively, I tried to splash him back, but I was quickly reminded that my hands were tied behind my back. The cool water did a lot to relieve the heat I was feeling from being in the wetsuit. Sean took a step back and let me just float and explore my situation a little more uniquely. I tried shifting my weight from side to side in order to see if I could get onto my stomach. But every time I stopped moving, the outer life vest rolled me back onto my back. I tested the ropes a few more times, but they were secure and not yielding to my struggles. It was already later in the day that Sunday. I laid there trapped on my back in the water and just stared up at the few white clouds in an otherwise clear summer sky.

A minute later, some noise coming from the platform next to the pool caught my attention and I shifted my gaze. Mary was working her way up the pool steps. My sister was in a dull tan shorts and a matching shirt. Her named was monogrammed above the left pocket. She was in some brown work boots and wore a matching dull looking hat.

"Well, you two got here early. Just thought you would make yourselves at home." She commented looking down at the two intruders in her swimming pool.

"You know I took the whole day off and Steph let our little victim leave a few hours early. We both got here and Jen had a key. Besides, I know where you keep everything." Sean explained.

"Two life jackets?" Mary asked looking down at me. "Isn't that a little overkill, it's not like my pool is lake Erie or something."

"Our little sister was a little scared. So, I thought I would put her mind at ease." Sean explained.

"Well, you still could have waited for me to get in on all the fun." Mary explained.

My sister grabbed a short piece of rope that Sean had left hanging on the railing of the pool deck. Then she just jumped right in with us. I watched as my sister worked her way across the pool to where I was floating on my back. She grabbed ahold of my ankles and began to wrap the piece of cord between them. A moment later she drew them backwards towards me and tied the short piece of rope off someplace on the back of the life jacket. My hands were completely covered by the second vest, but this basically pulled my feet into a hogtie type position. I put up some resistance to the maneuver, but it did little good being already tied up as much as I was.

"There, that should be make things a little more interesting for her. Keep an eye on her, I am going to go an start dinner. You two have fun." Mary explained.

I watched as my sister worked her way across the pool again and climbed out. Her uniform from her work place was pulled snug against her figure as she exited the pool into the hot summer sun. Sean shot her a little smile and then turned his attention back to me. With the addition of the new piece of rope, I had no mobility at all in the water. However, my brother intended to change that. He came up behind me and took hold a loop on the back of the outer life jacket. Sean began dragging me around the pool floating on my back. I spent the next 45 minutes or so being drug around the pool in a couple of directions and not being able to do anything about it. My brother rolled me a couple of times, but made sure I ended up on my back within 20 seconds of doing it with each pass.

I won't lie and say it wasn't a scary experience for me. Being in the water unable to move was quite frightening. I struggled quite a bit trying to free myself. However, Sean was always right there watching me. It was a very interesting experience floating in the water and struggling. But it was also a lot of fun which, is the whole point to this kind of stuff after all. A little while later I heard Mary exit the house and I began to smell meat hitting the grill. Hamburgers if I remember correctly. Half an hour after that, I heard my sister making her way over to the deck of the swimming pool again. By this point she had changed. She was in a short sleeveless red dress that dropped just down to her hips and some flip flops.

"All right, you two play time is over. The food is ready and we should eat while it's hot." My sister explained setting a tray with some burgers down on a small table on the deck.

Sean dragged me over to the deck side of the pool by the collar on the life vest. My brother dipped under the water and got underneath me. Sean easily lifted me up the side of the swimming pool and set me down laying on my side up on the deck. Then he pulled himself from the water and shot me a quick smile. The ropes had taken in quite a bit of water during this little exercise. This made working the knots loose to untie me impractical. Sean resorted to getting a pocket knife and cutting them just below the knots to free me. He released my legs and then helped me unbuckle the life vest so he could get at my hands. My brother cut the ropes loose and I shed the water mittens from my wrists. My arms were somewhat sore from being in the ropes for well over an hour. But, with a fair amount of rubbing I worked the circulation back into them comfortably.

While I was rubbing my wrists, Mary finished fixing me a plate. It was a couple of hamburgers and some chips. Simple but good food. I took it gratefully and started eating. My experience in the water had drained a good deal of my strength and the food was a welcome meal.

"So, did you have fun?" Mary asked looking over at me.

"Yeah, it was still frightening, but I had fun." I replied.

"Good, this should be an interesting week for the both of you." Mary replied. She lifted a glass of wine she was holding in her hand like she was making a toast. Sean repeated the gesture with a can of beer and I did as well with a glass of lemonade.

To be continued. . .

Well, that is the first part of this story. This story took place when I was 26. I had started my career working for my college roommate Stephanie. Mary was still running deliveries for a medical supply company and I will leave what my brother did for a living a mystery for now. We had all managed to get the same week off from work that summer and originally, we had planned to take a vacation together. However, about a month before we were going to leave there was a major problem with where we had planned to go. So, Mary suggested that Sean and I just come over to her place and we could spend the week together doing some of the same stuff we had done as children. It was going to be an interesting week across the board.

That concludes the first part of this story. I apologize it took me so long to get this posted. I had some personal delays and my proof reader went on vacation last week so it took a little while. Let me know what you guys think as always and are you interested in Sean and I continuing this tale.

Jennifer

Re: Our Joint Tale (part 1 Jennifer)

Postby xtc » Sat Feb 20, 2016 9:58 am

Godd to see the family firm still in business.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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Re: Our Joint Tale (part 1 Jennifer)

Postby Batsiiii » Sat Feb 20, 2016 2:11 pm

Wonderful to have the both of you back!

Re: Our Joint Tale (part 1 Jennifer)

Postby FeliDaKitten » Mon Mar 14, 2016 11:20 pm

Really looking forward to see where this story is going :)

Re: Our Joint Tale (part 1 Jennifer)

Postby Plueschbabycd » Tue Mar 15, 2016 5:05 am

Yes I also wait for next part. :)
"Don“t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

Re: Our Joint Tale (part 1 Jennifer)

Postby canuck100 » Mon Apr 18, 2016 6:38 am

Plueschbabycd wrote:Yes I also wait for next part. :)


Same here!