The Next Chapter Part 3: The Quick Learner

Postby jennifer » Mon Jan 12, 2009 7:44 pm

Hello again everyone. Sorry for taking so long to post this next part of my story. I had a lot going on over the holiday season and not a whole lot of time on my hands. I finally got around to finishing the third part of this story. I hope everyone enjoys it.

Amy was seated back in the easy chair. She was still tied hand and foot as I had left her at the end of the last part of the story. It had been about half an hour now and she was still struggling back and fourth against the ropes that bound her. I had turned on the television as she requested and even let her pick the show. I don't remember what it was. Probably something suited to her age group. Amy had been watching the show intermittently as she struggled against the ropes. Still, it didn't have her attention. I believe my sister was much more interested in the ropes she was in rather than the television at the moment. This served as a separation point for the two of us. I usually could concentrate on the world around me and let the tie be a secondary thing to me. However, Amy was pretty engrossed with the whole situation. Not that I could blame her. Then again all children have a short attention span at that age. They are usually drawn to the thing most important to them at the moment. In her situation that was probably being tied up at the moment.

My attention was mostly on her as I watched her squirm and seek a means of escape. She wasn't having a whole lot of luck with the matter, but that didn't seem to bother her under the circumstances. My sister was not shy about trying to get out. I gave her another 10 or 15 minutes to explore the matter before I finally asked her how she was doing. Upon my question being asked, Amy took a moment to catch her breath and shifted her attention over to me. "I'm not going to escape am I Jenny?" "Nope." I replied with a quick smile. Amy gave the ropes a last couple of tugs and then she sat up and looked towards me. "Are you ready to be untied?" I asked her. My little sister nodded and I went over to where she was sitting in the easy chair. I leaned down and untied her feet. Once her legs were disjoint I had her turn around and set about the task of freeing her hands. After about 2 minutes Amy pulled her hands free of the ropes. She looked up at me with a look of disappointment and relief. She had failed to escape, but she looked like she was glad to finally be able to move again.

I gave my little sister a few minutes to recover from the ordeal and get comfortable again. I recollected the ropes that I had tied her up with and put them aside neatly while she began to relax a little bit more. Once my task was completed I looked over at my sister. She was refocused on watching the television while waiting for me. Her head turned towards me quickly when I clicked it off and got her attention. "Sorry about that Amy I just wanted to talk to you for a minute before you went back to watching your show. I just want to make sure that your okay. You didn't get hurt did you?" Amy gave me her attention and assured me that she was okay. I took a moment and checked her wrists and ankles for rope marks, but there wasn’t anything too serious. I knew that she would be fine.

Once I was sure that my little sister was okay I proceeded onto the next part of the plan. “So, Amy now you know what it’s like to be tied up. What did you think of it.” (You can tell I don’t remember the dialogue.) She replied something to the affect that she had enjoyed the situation and that she would like to try it again sometime if I offered. “You’re a lot better at tying me up than I am at doing it myself. I can get out when I do it, but I was stuck real good.” Amy commented as the conversation began to take roots. I nodded and smiled back at her. “I have had plenty of practice over the years. Scott, Sean and Mary used to tie me up all the time when I was about your age and ever since then. I got pretty good at doing the tying myself. Would you like me to show you how to tie somebody up good Amy? That way with some practice you’ll be as good as the rest of us our.” The second part of my plan for the morning was taking full shape. I watched the suggestion sink into my little sister’s head like a stone in a pond. Her response to the question was of course affirmative and she had quite a bit of excitement to the situation.

Amy hopped down from the sofa scooted her way across the living room the where I was seated on the sofa. She stood in front of me and looked up at me with a wide eyed look of anticipation. I lifted one of the coils of rope off of the sofa next to me and began to unfold it towards the ground. Amy watched as I let the length of the rope drop to the floor as I took hold of it with both hands. “Are you going to tie me up again and show me how to do it this time?” Amy asked me. I shook my head. “No, I thought I would show you how to tie someone up and then I will let you tie me up if you want to. Then we can see how long it takes me to escape from the ropes. That’s only fair isn’t it.” Amy nodded. “Yeah, it’s fair, but your not going to escape. I won’t let you.” My little sister smiled back.” “We’ll just have to see about that.” I replied as I took the first piece of rope in my hands.

“Okay Amy,” I began as I took hold of one of the open ends of the rope. “When you tie someone’s hands up you have to start by tying one end of the rope around one of their wrists. Usually you do this behind their back, but I am going to do it in front so I can show you how to do it.” I took the loose end of the rope and wrapped it in an overhand know around my left wrist. Then I brought my hands together in front of me. “Next, you take the long end of the rope and wrap it around both of the hands like this.” I took hold of the long end of the rope with my teeth and began wrapping coils of around my wrists in front of me. “You need to make a lot of loops like this and make sure you pull it real tight with each loop. Otherwise your prisoner will just wriggle out of it in a few minutes. Oh, and make use your hands not your teeth to tie someone else up. I am just doing this so that I can show it to you.” Amy continued to watch me as I used my teeth to make about 7 or 8 coils around my wrists with the ropes. Once I finished the coils I was holding onto the last 2 feet or so of unused rope from the tie.

“Okay Amy now this is the important part. This is what make it really hard for someone to escape. When you get down to the last few feet of rope or so, you need to wrap the middle of the tie to tighten it down.” Amy looked at me with a look of confusion. I wanted to make sure that she got it so I told her to just watch. I wrapped the remainder of the rope around the center of the ropes binding my hands. It had enough length for a good 4 or 5 turns before I was down to the last three inches. “You see Amy you go like this and it tightens the coils on the rope down so that I cannot pull my hands out of it. Finally, when your done with the ropes in the middle of the tie you need to tie a knot.” I swung my hands a little to reveal the final part of the tail from the other end of the rope. “You want to leave a little piece of rope on the other end of it so that you have something to tie a knot with. Usually you want to use a square knot to finish off tying it together.” I continued my explanation and explained the process of how to tie the knot.

“When you tie the knot Amy you want to make sure that the person your tying up cannot reach it with their fingers. Otherwise they’ll just untie the knot and escape from the tie up. That’s why you tie the knot on top behind the wrists so that it’s away from the fingers.” Amy listened to my explanation and soaked up the knowledge I was feeding her. I let Amy try and tie the knot on my hands. I couldn’t do it with my teeth. At least not where I wouldn’t be able to untie it later. It took her a few tries to get the knot correct, but she managed a fair one and my hands were tied together in front of me reasonably securely. “Nice job Amy, see if you do this the correct way it’s really hard to get out of it.” I struggled and pulled against the ropes several times to demonstrate how well my hands were bound together at the wrists. Then I proceeded to stand up and face the front of the living room.

“Where are you going?” Amy asked “I thought I was going to tie you up?” I took a moment to regain my balance and then I answered her question. “Don’t worry, you will get a chance to tie me up. I just want to move my hands to behind my back so that it will be harder to get out.” With that, I leaned down and stepped my feet through my tied hands. The balance was a little trick, but after a few minutes I stood up and reentered my hands behind my back tied good and snug. It wasn’t the most secure job that I had ever experienced, but it was fairly secure. I wasn’t all that good at tying my own hands, but it was a passable job. If my wrists were tied to my waist I probably wouldn’t be able to escape. “Wow I didn’t know you could move your hands around to the back like that!” Amy commented as I took a seat letting my arms fall between my back and the couch cushions. I scooted back in my seat and looked over at my sister.

“Okay now Amy when you tie someone up you want to tie up their hand first, but then you also want to tie up their feet. Unless, you want them to run away or kick you. You tie up the feet exactly like I just showed you with my hands. So, I thought I would let you tie up my feet by yourself and we would see how good of a job you can do.” Amy gave me another smile and a look of pride came over her face. She quickly retrieved another coiled up piece of rope and began unwrapping it for use. It took her a while to sort out the ends of the rope and get it untangled. Once she was done, my little sister hopped down and knelt beside where my feet were positioned. I pulled them together to make it easy for her. I also explained that I would cooperate with her and make this as simple as I could. Amy tied off one end of the rope around my right ankle leavening a short tail like I showed her. Then she began wrapping the rope around my legs. I had to remind her to pull it tight with each pass. But after the first few coils she caught onto the idea.

My little sister had a little bit of trouble with the whole matter. My bear slippers were pretty puffy and they pushed the sides of my feet apart somewhat. This made it difficult for Amy to tighten the coils as ideals as she should have. Still, with my pressing my legs together and her pulling she accomplished a reasonable job. Once she finished tying my ankles with coils Amy proceeded to wrap the center of my feet just like I had show her on my hands. Again I had to instruct her to make it tight otherwise I could just wriggle out of the loose coils. My sis took the advice to heart and soon my ankles were touching securely. Finally Amy finished the job by tying a knot on top of my ankles. She got the knot on the second try this time. Surprisingly, it looked pretty secure. “There, now you can’t untie the knot with your feet.” Amy stated repeating what I had earlier. I had to laugh at the implication. I couldn’t untie a knot with my feet if I had too. Especially with my teddy bear slippers on over them.

Amy stood up and told me to try and escape from being tied up. I told her that she wasn’t done yet and that she should get some more practice in. I had her repeat the exercise and tie my legs together both above and below the knees to reinforce the first part of the job. It was a little overkill, I could tell from the first few struggles that I attempted that Amy had done a decent job for her age group. When she finished off the third set of ropes, Amy told me to go ahead and try to escape. She stepped back and watched my efforts carefully. I twisted my hands around behind my back to show her that I couldn’t manage to dislodge them and pulled my legs against each other. My wrist held pretty secure for the time being. I wouldn’t be able to free them without bringing them in front of me by passing through my legs. My lower limbs were another matter all together. Having my legs tied in three places made it impossible to separate them no matter how many times I pulled against the ropes. I put on a show for my little sister and demonstrated just how well tied up I was.

Amy gave me a warm smile of satisfaction with the fruits of her labor. She hopped up on the sofa next to me and picked up the remote from where I had deposited it. She flipped on the television and turned on a show. I don’t remember what it was. Probably sesame street or barney. Either way it was a show geared towards her age group that I had absolutely no interest in. “Well Jenny, since you can’t get out you’re going to stay tied up while I watch this. I let you out when it’s done.” Amy deposited the remote and settle back into the couch seating herself comfortably. I was less than happy with the ultimatum. But there wasn’t much I could do about it. I just made the best of the situation. The two of us just watched the show as it unfolded and I couldn’t help but pick up on how proud Amy was that she was holding me prisoner. When the show ended, Amy clicked off the TV and started the process of untying me. She had learned more than I had meant to teach her.

She began with the ropes above my knees. It took her a long time because she lacked the strength that I had to untie a tightened up knot. Amy worked her way down my legs and freed my ankles last. Then and only then did she free my hands. Younger siblings pick on everything you show them it seems. After about 20 minutes of untying I was finally free of the ropes and able to stretch. I took a moment and worked the feeling back into my limbs. Afterwards I gave Amy a compliment on the fine job she had accomplished. I asked her if she wanted to play again some time and she responded that she would like to if I would. Once we finished the conversation, I collected the ropes and neatly coiled them up. Then I returned them to my room where I put them back in the dresser drawer.

After I was finished putting everything way I finally changed out of my pajamas and set about fixing lunch for the two of us. It was another couple of weeks before I played another game with my little sister. However this would be the first of many and Amy was finally part of our inner circle. The introduction to the subject had gone over pretty well. Amy seemed to like being tied up and she wasn’t too bad at doing the tying. At least on a basic level. Unfortunately, Amy couldn’t keep a secret and I caught a good lecture for tying her up when my parents got home later that evening. Still it was worth it and I didn’t get in any real trouble over it. My mom knew it was inevitable but she would have preferred if I waited a little longer. We had several other games before I left home for college and I will share some more of them another time. Thanks for reading,

Jennifer.

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Re: The Next Chapter Part 3: The Quick Learner

Postby William F Somebody » Thu Jan 15, 2009 4:25 am

Ha! That was pretty sneaky on how you made her tie you up again in guise of teaching her!!!