
Anyway, I've been told that my stories are very short. Good, but short. So I'll put a lot of detail into this.
It was a Saturday, and I was watching Degrassi. My Brother had a soccer tournament that day and he was leaving in 15 minutes. I would have the house to myself, for once. Just as I was thinking how I would spend that sweet, sweet hour and a half my brother burst into my room. Of course, he was holding rolls of duct tape. I rolled my eyes and stepped over to him.
"Listen, Connor. Just go finish getting ready and we can go this later-" I said, but I was cut off by him pulling my leg and me falling to the ground. My Dad yelled at us to stop roughhousing. "You heard him, get off!" I was on my stomach now, and he was just putting the tape on my wrists behind me. He wrapped it around fully a few times and then ripped it off. He then secured my arms to my body at my stomach and a little above my chest with the tape.
I figured it was no use, so I sat back and let him put a sock in my mouth then tape over it multiple times. He wrapped the tape 3 times around my legs at my thighs, knees, shins, and ankles. He was about to put me in a hogtie when Dad called and said it was time to go.
"I'll be back," He said, tromping out the door, leaving me completely immobile. The door shut and locked and I gave a little sigh. I laid on my side and tested the tape. He did a pretty good job and wrapped it multiple times.
I laid for a little but then thought to myself that I wasn't going to let this ruin my day. I got on my butt and slid myself over to the stairs. I slipped down one step at a time, and soon reached the bottom. I got on my feet and hopped for the kitchen to get a knife. I looked in every drawer, but there was nothing. I cursed a little into the tape but then made my way to the bathroom.
My Dad keeps his razors in the bathroom, so I reached up for the cabinet. I couldn't reach, so I jumped and fell on my tip-toes... which made me fall over into the toilet. My bottom was stuck in there, and it took a great effort to wedge myself out. I squirmed my way over to the stairs again and pushed myself back up. I was right back where I started. A haf hour had already passed, believe it or not.
I was sore all over and breathing heavily. So I hoisted myself onto my bed to watch more TV until they got home.
When I woke up, my brother was home and he was in the process of wrapping me in more tape. He had hogtied me and I hadn't even noticed, and now he was just wasting the tape and covering every piece of me not covered in tape. I tried to yell at him but forgot that I was gagged. He finished off the tape and I growled at him, but then there was something that shocked me.
I was completely tied up, but I was comfortable. Not hot, and tight, but just the right way. Connor turned off the light and turned on my shows and left without a word.
For once, it was not that bad.
