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Fall 1966
The Afternoon Adventures
Part II
Nancy's Turn
(m+/f+)
“Aren’t you going to tie her feet first?” Nancy asked.
“Later. Right now, I’m going to do you first,” I said.
She just shrugged, walked towards me, put her hands behind her, and turned her back on me.
I took a long piece of rope and tied her hands behind her identically to the way I tied up Louise, that is, I tied her hands crossed, horizontally then vertically, then cinched it in the middle, tight. The long trailing ends were wrapped twice around her waist and her hands, then cinched between her back and arms, pinning her hands to the small of her back.
“I suppose you’re going to gag me,” she said as she began tugging and experimentally testing her wrist bonds.
“Well, maybe not, if you don’t like—” I began, but I was cut off.
“Aw! C’mon! I want to be gagged just like Louise! She can’t have all the fun! Please!” she said, vehemently demanding to be gagged. I was actually only kidding that she had a choice in the matter. I was going to gag her anyway, but her insistence caught me by surprise. “If you don’t I’ll scream until you have no choice.”
“Yes,” David interjected. “Nancy and Cathy always wanted to be gagged when they’re tied up. They’ll scream their heads off it they didn’t get their way.”
“HELP! I’M BEING KIDNAPPED! PLEASE COMmmmpphhh!” Nancy started to scream, emphasizing her point.
Andrew immediately covered her mouth with his hand. I went and grabbed another handkerchief, wadded it, and was about to gag her when we were stopped.
“What’s that racket?” Mom said, clearly, coming to the living room when she heard Nancy screaming. “Nancy, are you alright?” she asked as she eyed her, Louise, who was already gagged, and Angela, who was not.
“Yes Mrs. Ford,” she replied.
“Do all of you want to be tied up?” she asked the bound girls.
“Yes, Mrs. Ford,” Angela and Nancy said while Louise nodded.
“I thought so. I knew you like these games. Then why are you screaming?” my mother asked. “Are you hurt, or are the ropes too tight? You were loud enough to wake the dead!”
“No, Mrs. Ford. Tom said that I may not be gagged, so I screamed so that they’d have no choice on the matter but to gag me,” Nancy said.
“Well, in that case, son, better gag her and gag her good, because if I hear another loud scream like that, I’m going to end this game and you’ll all be in real trouble,” Mom warned.
When mom left, Nancy smiled at me and said, “Tom, gag me or I’ll scream even louder!”
I rolled my eyes. I wish some of my other victims would be openly willing as Nancy, but then, where’s the fun in that?
I prepared another handkerchief, rolled it into a ball, then put it in her open and willing mouth. I then taped her open mouth to hold the handkerchief in. I used about five or six strips to seal her mouth similar to what I had done to Louise. Her eyes told me she was happy. She then turned her head, looked at Louise, then grunted.
“You want me to gag you like I did Louise,” I asked.
She nodded.
I looked at David.
“Go ahead, Tom. She’d endured worse,” he laughed.
Needing no more encouragement, I grabbed another large bandana, and like Louise, I fashioned a headscarf to protect her hair from the tape. Finally, I wrapped the packaging tape over the tape, over her mouth, and around her head.
“There! That’s a nice little captive,” I said as I gently pushed her into the couch.
Our attention now was drawn towards Frank and Angela.
Frank, while I was tying and gagging Louise and Nancy, had already tied Angela’s hands behind her back. I walked behind her and inspected her bonds.
Her hands were tied in a crisscross fashion, vertically and horizontally, then cinched in the middle. The long trailing ends were wrapped twice around her waist and wrists then cinched between her hands and body. This type of tie was rapidly becoming standard for all of us. The final knot was big, and I didn’t see the exact knot, because it was wrapped several times with tape. As it was unreachable by Angela’s fluttering fingers, there was no chance of her untying her own knots, and there was little chance that Louise and Nancy would untie Angela’s knots.
I immediately did the same for Nancy and Louise. I doubled down the knots to increase the knots size, bunched the remaining trailing ends up to the knot, then taped it a couple of times.
“How can we escape then?” Angela pouted.
“You won’t,” Frank said. “Speaking of which, I think its time for you to be quiet!”
We all knew what that meant, especially Angela.
“Oooh! It’s my turn!” Betty squealed as she began to dig into Andrew’s bag for a suitable wad to pack her mouth. She then took hold of the roll of duct tape and tore a couple of strips and placed them on the table for ready use.
My sister selected two small handkerchiefs, which she bunched up together and formed into a single large ball of cloth. “Open wide, Angie,” Betty instructed.
Angela gave my cousin a dangerous look, then opened her mouth wide.
My sister carefully and slowly put the handkerchiefs inside Angela’s mouth until its entirety was inside it. She followed up by sealing it with several strips of tape. She then used a large bandana to fashion a headscarf to cover the hair at the back of her head to protect it from the tape. She then wrapped tape around the head and over the original tape several times.
I looked at the clock as he finished. It’s exactly two in the afternoon.
We commanded her to sit on the couch. They expected their feet to be tied, but I had other plans.
“We won’t tie your feet,” I said. “However, later, at four thirty, I won’t gag you, but I’ll tie up your feet. Is that a deal??”
Louise and Angela exhaled, visibly relieved that they’re be able to at least move around the house for two hours. Nancy was displeased. She stood up, and stomped her feet rather forcefully.
“She’s saying that she wants you to tie up her feet,” Cathy interpreted.
Angela and Louise gave her dirty looks.
“Well tough! We determine how you’re going to be tied up and gagged, not you!” I said. I wouldn’t have minded tying her feet, but I won’t be forced by my own captive to do so. “So there!!
Nancy suddenly stomped on my feet rather forcefully and unexpectedly. I yelped in pain.
“What is she doing?” Betty asked.
“Yeah! She’s only asking for more trouble!” Maggie exclaimed.
Cathy laughed. “She won’t stop until she gets her way!”
“Nancy, stop it!” David said, dangerously. “If you don’t, I’ll untie you right now, and I won’t tie you and Cathy for the rest of the month! And that’s a promise.”
“Yes! Stop it!” Cathy said. “Nancy, just accept it!”
David’s threat has apparently an effect on her, as she went back and sat besides Louise and Angela on the couch.
It’s really weird when a threat of
not being tied-up can be effective, but in our close knit circle of family and friends, it’s not really that out of place.
“That’s some kind of threat,” Andrew laughed.
“Yeah! Who would’ve thought?” said Frank.
“Nancy and Cathy, ever since I tied them up the first time a few weeks ago,” David explained, “really likes to be tied up and gagged. I thought I could use the fact that I could tie them up pretty much whenever I like to my advantage! I always say, don’t do that, or do this, or I’ll tie you up, to them, but they’ll do whatever it is they aren’t supposed to do to get themselves tied up. Sometimes, they’ll make enough trouble for me and they’ll tell me the only way they’ll stop is if they’re tied up. Isn’t that right, Cathy?”
Cathy laughed. “Yes! We would pester him, tease him, until he had no choice. Or sometimes, we just asked him to tie us up, and he always does.”
“Yes, sister. The only thing I could do to get my way is to threaten to untie them a little early or not tie them up,” David laughed. “Then they’ll really behave!”
“Does your parents approve of this?” I asked.
“Yes. As long as they’re happy and keeps them out of their hair. They both said that the two girls became much more behaved when I started tying them up!” David said. “In fact, Mom tied them several times when I wasn’t around.”
“How did they do that?” Andrew asked, curious.
“Oh they simply went and asked their Mom to tie them up,” David said.
Cathy continued. “Mom’s pretty good at this. At first, Mom would hesitate, but then I’d say, ‘David isn’t around to tie us up, so could you do it?’ She does it to keep us happy.”
“Couldn’t you tie each other up,” Frank asked.
“Well, we could, but we could always escape, and we liked to be tied up together, at the same time,” Cathy said.