Myself: 5’11”, Hazel Eyes, Brown Hair, Slight Build. Hair-length was slightly past the ears at this time due to being in a “goth stage” think anime styled, thin athletic build. Wearing a white dress shirt, black tie, black dress pants, and black dress shoes, with a goth style trench coat (it was October and again goth phase)
Brent: 6’1” Brown short hair, blue eyes, muscular build. Wearing a blue t-shirt and jeans.
It was Friday after school and we were walking to my place for a sleep over. Brent started chatting about sports and recent movies. So I added what I would to the conversation. Somehow we got into the topic of horror movies and spy movies. I had a secret obsession with tie-up scenes and those movies typically had the most. I recommended renting some to watch. We stopped at a nearby rental store and picked up about five horror movies before heading back to my place. My parents would be gone for the weekend on a business trip.
We slapped in several movies, and after watching for awhile a scene came on where a couple were caught by your typical psycho-killer (I think the movie was Benevolence) and tied up with duct tape. I was nervous for the next part of my plan, but decided it was now or never. “I bet I could get out of that easy”. Brent just stared at me. “You think?”
“Yeah! I mean its not hard, movie actors don’t even know how to tie people properly.” We talked back and forth about it for a good chunk of time before Brent agreed to the bet. If he tied me up and I couldn’t escape I would do his homework for a week. If I escaped, Brent would have to wear a dress shirt and tie to school for a week (he hated wearing them, and I was developing a bit of a clothing fetish at the time).
We came up with a scenario and some rules for the games. I would need to sneak upstairs and download a computer file to a flashdrive and escape back downstairs out the front door without him “catching me”. Brents goal was to catch me, tie me up, and not let me escape. He had a “fake chloroform” rag that he could use to subdue me, but he only could use it three times to make it fair, that included if I was tied up and started to escape he could put it over my face and “knock me out” and retie my bonds as tight as he wanted. Also the tie would be only with duct tape and it would be a chair tie.
We shook on the rules, the only thing was we didn’t have any supplies! Brent and I walked to a nearby grocery store and bought several rolls of silver duct tape. We also picked up some snacks for video games later during the sleep over.
Once we got back home, Brent put on a ski-mask and went upstairs to hide. I counted to 100 and headed upstairs. The stairs winded around to an overlook with the computer I was supposed to use. I quickly sat down and logged in, determined to get my secret files. I started transferring the data. “Come on Brent” I started to think to myself, I didn’t wanna finish and not be tied up at all. The computer notified me it was done downloading, I took out the flash drive and I got up to sneak downstairs. Still no Brent. “Well this was easy…” I said out loud as I walked towards the front door. “What was easy!” A voice startled me as a damp rag was pressed over my mouth. He must have sneaked downstairs while I was on the computer, he’s good!
“Ok that’s #1” I thought, keeping count of the fake chloroform uses. I gave a little struggle for the fun of it but eventually slouched into Brent’s arms. Brent dragged me over to a white chair with openings in the back. He maneuvered my arms through and started to tape them at the wrist tightly together. He then moved on to tape around my torso several times, effectively taping me to the chair. He moved on to my legs and started taping me above and below the knees and ankles.
I started to fake coming out of the chloroformed unconsciousness, “What happened…” I said. Brent quickly grabbed one of his dirty socks and shoved it in my mouth. “Mmmmmmphh!!!” I was shocked by this, we didn’t really talk about a gag! It was likely to late to talk about considering Brent wrapped several winds of tape around my face and head. “I never liked your snippy responses anyway!” Brent said laughing.
“Alright agent! Lets see you escape this! I will be back to interrogate you shortly.” Brent went off to use the bathroom. There I was in my living room all taped to a chair wearing a dress shirt, dress pants, black tie, and a trench coat. I started to struggle in my bindings, there was a lot of tape but not impossible to get out as Brent had never tied anyone before and I was pretty flexible due to Tae Kwon Do classes I had taken. I was able to twist out of my wrist bindings and started to use the back of the chair to wedge the duct tape around my arms loose, and just slipped out of it by extending the arms. I then went to work on my legs. “Mmmppppph” I grunted. This was too easy. “I may need to teach him how to tie someone up before we have another game. I am going to win since he is still in the bathroom.” I thought, just then the fake chloroform rag was plastered over my face. I went limp giving Brent the chance to re-secure me. That was #2, one more chloroform use to go.
“Crap. He got me again.” I was soooo disappointed as you can tell.

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