## Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Story Completed!!!!

Post by Tom Ford » Sat May 28, 2011 7:13 pm

Here's what happened after the last story.
Hope you enjoy this!!!!
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### Re: Fall 1966 - The Afternoon Adventures - Part I

Post by Tom Ford » Sat May 28, 2011 7:13 pm

Fall 1966
The Afternoon Adventures
Part I
After Lunch
(m/f)
During the last story, my brother Andrew (10), David (10), and Angela (10) captured Louise (9), Frank (9), and I (9) in addition to David’s sister, Nancy (9). They thus won another game. It was also the first time my brother and I ever tied up Nancy, though it wasn’t her first time to be tied up. Because of a deal that we agreed to, Nancy, Angela and Louise would be tied up for the rest of the afternoon.
We didn’t immediately tie up the three girls after lunch, as we decided to let an hour or two to pass to let the food settle in our stomach. We helped our mother do the dishes then lounged about in the living room, talking to each other and watching TV. It was too cold outside to go out and play.
I can’t remember exactly what show it was, but a bound woman appeared on the TV.
“That’s exactly how you’ll be,” Frank said to the girls. “All wrapped up and with no place to go!!”
Nancy giggled at this. “At least I won’t be alone, right Louise, Angela?”
Louise looked at Nancy. “Well, I don’t really mind, I mean, I have been tied up for two hours before, and it really isn’t so bad.”
“Yeah. It’s kinda fun,” said Cathy, who had previously bound by her brother at their home. “David always ties us up, almost everyday, after school! He tied us a couple of times for exactly two hours. Right, brother?”
“Yes,” said David. “But today, I’ll let Andrew and Tom tie you up. They haven’t tied you yet, have they Nancy?”
“No,” Nancy replied. “So, when do we start?”
“About two o’clock will do,” said Andrew, looking at the clock. It was now one forty in the afternoon. “You three will be freed at four, then you’ll be bound again at four-thirty, released at six thirty, then that’s it!”
“Couldn’t we start now?” asked Nancy.
“Excited to get tied up already?” I laughed.
“I want to get this over with,” she said.
“In twenty minutes, we’ll start,” said Andrew.
“I think you should get ready. Go to the bathroom,” I advised. “I don’t think you’ll be untied for any reason at all during those two hours.”
The three girls agreed and went to the bathroom. At the same time, my older brother went up to his room, and came back a couple of minutes later with a bag. Inside the bag were rope, tape, handkerchiefs and other tie-up materials.
The girls returned.
“We’ve decided that we wanted to start now,” said Nancy.
“Yeah. The waiting is killing me,” Angela said. “Just free us at four, not earlier.”
Louise simply stayed silent, but nodded as the two girls spoke.
“Suit yourself,” my brother said as he tossed the bag to me. “Tie her up Tom, I don’t think you’ve tied up Louise and Nancy before.”
“No,” I said. Louise only became tied up after I injured my arm and Nancy of course, just turned nine earlier in the week.
I grabbed a piece of rope and tossed it to Frank. “You can do Angela, but Louise and Nancy are mine,” I declared. I’ve tied up Angela before, and I’ve really waited for the opportunity to our two newest members of our tie-up circle.
I wanted to tie up Nancy ever since the incident where she tickled us while tied during the previous summer (see Spring 1966: Surprises in the May 2002 archives). Ever since I tied up Angela the first time, I’ve wanted badly to tie up all the girls, but only Angela was of suitable age. Betty was the girl whom I wanted to tie up the most, but Nancy, being a little older, would be okay. She would do nicely.
Louise on the other hand, I knew I could tie up because she’s older as long as she consents to it, but my injury forced me off direct participation either as captive or captor when she finally consented to join our games.
“Can I gag them?” my sister asked Andrew.
“Ask Tom there,” my brother pointed at me.
“Tom, could we?” Betty asked again
“Gag Angela, but I’ll do Nancy and Louise,” I said.
Louise already had her back turned towards me, her hands crossed in and X shape behind her, and I went to work.
I selected a rather long piece of rope. I folded it in half, then treaded its ends through the loop formed on its other end, forming a primitive noose. I put her hands through the noose, tightened it, then wrapped it several times horizontally, then vertically. I finished by cinching it in the middle.
“How does it feel?” I asked.
“Tight, snug, but okay,” Louise replied, as she experimentally pulled and tugged at the ropes.
“Hold on,” I laughed, “I’m not done yet?”
“I don’t think I can get out of this,” Louise replied.
“Well, if you like to walk around with a long tail on your back,” said Nancy, referring to the long trailing lengths of rope that led from her wrist ropes which I held as Louise walked around and about the living room.
“I won’t be able to walk anyway,” said Louise. “I’m sure the boys are going to make sure of that!”
I pulled Louise towards me. I wrapped the rope around her waist and wrists twice, before cinching it tight between her body and hands, prompting a squeal from Louise.
“It doesn’t hurt, does it?” I asked, worried that I might have made it too tight.
“It’s just like a belt,” she said. “A tight belt. But I’m okay.”
I asked her to sit down as I rummaged Andrew’s bag for what I was looking for. I pulled out a large handkerchief, which I wadded into a ball, a large bandana a roll of duct tape, and a roll of brown packaging tape.
“You’re going to gag me? Please don’t! What will we do tied up and gagged for two hours. At least we could talk if we’re not gagged,” she pleaded.
“Oh don’t be a baby and take the gag,” Nancy said. “I’m younger than you and I’m willing to take it!”
“The point is that you’re not supposed to do anything,” I countered. “Open your mouth, now!”
Louise briefly pouted, the giggled, smiled, and opened her mouth.
I put the large wad into her mouth. She mewed as I inserted it with my probing fingers, and I didn’t stop until everything is in. Her tongue involuntarily tried to resist my efforts, but I finally succeed. Betty helpfully had already torn a long strip of tape.
“Thank you,” I said as I took the strip and put it over her lips. I smoothed it so it’d stick better. It was long enough that it went from ear to ear. I took another strip that Betty has helpfully tore and put it a little above over the original tape so now the tape covers her lips right up to her nostrils. Another strip went a little below the original strip which covered her chin. Then three more strips of tape just for the hell of it.
I took the bandana and fashioned a headscarf out of it, covering the hair on the back of Louise’s head. With her hair protected, I proceeded to take the packaging tape, and tightly wrapped it over the duct tape around her head several times.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
Despite the tight gag, she nodded.
I then proceeded to pick up another rope, and turned to Nancy.
“Nance, it’s your turn,” I said.
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### Re: Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures

Post by sarumansauron » Mon May 30, 2011 1:32 pm

Great start! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Part II

Post by Tom Ford » Tue May 31, 2011 7:41 am

Again, thanks to sarumansauron for the comments!!!
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.
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### Re: Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Part II posted!!!

Post by sarumansauron » Tue May 31, 2011 11:23 am

Great adventure. Great continuation. Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Part III

Post by Tom Ford » Sun Jun 05, 2011 8:17 am

Thanks again to sarumansauron.
Fall 1966
The Afternoon Adventure
Part III
The First Two Hours
(m+/f+)
After all the storytelling about the previous tie-up experiences of David, Cathy and Nancy, I explained the rules. I had told the others during the break after lunch about it, and they made no objections to it.
“Nancy, Angela, and Louise,” I began. “The rules are as follows. You can try to free yourselves. If you can get free, then you’re home free for the rest of the day. If not, then the deal will continue until we decide to end it. You’ll be freed at four in the afternoon, and tied again at four-thirty. At the second—”
I was interrupted by my sister. “At the second time, you won’t be gagged, but your feet would be tied up!”
“Betty! I’m the one who should be saying it,” I said, a little bit irritated.
“Sorry!” she smiled. “I just can’t resist!”
“As I was saying, my sister Elizabeth is right!” I said.
I saw Angela and Louise drew a breath of relief, while Nancy was a bit disappointed.
I turned to Frank. “Frank, can you do me a favour and tell the rest of the rules?”
“Sure thing,” Frank said as he took center stage while I sat besides the bound Nancy in the couch.
“You can walk around anywhere you like,” Frank continued. “However, we will not assist you if for example, you want to go in a room and it is locked. You can not go and ask Mrs. Ford or any other adults for that matter to let you go or for any kind of help!”
The bound girls nodded at that.
With the explanation of the rules finished, we sat down into a routine. Betty and Cathy began to chat eagerly. Nancy stood up and went to put the TV on, but had difficulty doing it, being tied up after all. Angela stood up, and having much more experience of this sort of thing, easily opened the TV.
However, much to their annoyance, I quickly got the remote and changed the channel to a TV show that I like, but I knew that girls disliked.
Angela and Nancy growled at me from their gags, but I just laughed. “Sorry girls, but I got to own the TV remote today!”
Betty and Cathy became bored because of the television show, so they went up to my sister’s room. The three bound girls stood up and followed them.
“Well Tom, follow them!” Andrew barked at me.
“Why me?” I asked, irritated by the prospect of babysitting three girls who’ve been bound and gagged—again.
“Because you’re the one who tied them up!” Andrew snapped. “What if something happens to them?”
“We should’ve tied their feet,” I grumbled as I signalled Frank to accompany me. No way was I doing it alone.
I quickly went and followed them. Betty and Cathy first went to their room, and Nancy, Louise, and Angela were about to follow.
SLAM!
The door suddenly closed just before they can enter. Any doubts that that was unintentional was erased when we heard loud girlish laugher from Betty’s room.
“Mmmpphhh!” we heard Angela shout, but, gagged as she was, was pathetically soft. I doubted Betty and Cathy heard her at the other side of the closed door over their own laughter. Frank and I, who followed them, snickered.
“If anyone wants to enter, just say, ‘Please let me enter!” Cathy shouted.
Angela tried to reach for the door knob with her bound hands, but pinned to her back as it was, she cannot reach it as she’s still a little too short and the knob a little too high. Nancy tried her luck but she too was too short.
“I’m waiting!” Betty sang.
“Mmmph mmpnn ummphn,” Angela said, clearly frustrated that she cannot form coherent words.
“What? You want to stay away?” Betty teased.
Nancy picked up from where Angela left off. “MMpmm mphppph mmphhh!” she said. She meant, “let us in,” but it came off unintelligible.
Louse turned and looked at us, and pleaded with her eyes to open the door.
“Sorry,” I replied. “I can’t.”
“The door isn’t locked,” Betty added. “Just turn the knob and enter!”
That ticked off Nancy. Suddenly, she kicked the door. It produced a loud sound.
“What’s that racket?” I heard Mom shout.
The kick was a little too loud. Frank and I immediately grabbed Nancy and pulled her from the door.
“Look, don’t do that, or I’m going to let you go right now!” I scolded.
She calmed down a bit as a result. I swear, Nancy was the most difficult to handle, even if she was the most willing captive of them all.
Angela meanwhile had rested her back on the door, and was able to knock on the door.
“Who’s there?” came the inevitable response from my sister.
“Mphh phh mmph!” Angela replied.
“Sorry, I don’t know anyone named mmphh phhh mmph,” Betty laughed. “My mom said never to open the door to strangers!”
Angela tried to scream but it was a pathetic effort. All it brought were giggles from Frank and I, who watched the entire thing.
Finally after a few minutes of banter and teasing, the door was opened by Maggie and the three girls quickly entered. We followed shortly after.
Betty and Maggie were drawing on a piece of paper using crayons and pencil. Frank and I went to her window to look outside. We mostly ignored the girls.
Angela, Louise and Nancy sat around Betty and Maggie while they drew. Betty then began explaining what she was drawing.
After a while, Nancy stood up, and quickly went out the open door. I immediately followed.
“Hey Nance, wait up!” I said as I caught up with her. “Where are we going?” I asked, then slapped myself for forgetting that she was gagged.
Nancy just shrugged and continued walking down the hallway.
She stopped outside Andrew’s room, then grunted.
“Oh that’s Andrew’s room. That’s off limits,” I said.
Nancy grunted, then shrugged before stopping right outside my room.
“Oh that’s my room. Want to go in?”
Nancy shrugged, and then I heard another grunt of a different sort. I turned around and saw Louise.
“Bored with Betty’s art already?” I laughed.
“Mpphh,” Louise grunted, then affirmed it by nodding.
“Mmmphhh,” Nancy grunted at Louise.
“Mmmmm,” Louise grunted back.
“Mmm Ppphmmm mphhh,” Nancy replied.
I was perplexed by this communication. Did they really understand each other? (They didn’t. When I asked them later about it, they said they really had no idea what the other was saying, so they simply pretended the other could understand what they’re saying and carried on a conversation on such an assumption.)
Nancy finally ended the conversation when she gently tapped with her foot the door to my room.
“Oh right, we’re supposed to go in,” I laughed as I opened my door.
The two girls entered the room and walked around. I watched them as they went to my bed and sat there, then started bouncing themselves on it.
I simply laughed. This was simply too much.
“Mmmmmpphh!” I heard a third grunt and I looked at the door. It was Angela, with Frank.
“Hi to you too!” I greeted.
“We noticed you were gone, so went looking for you,” Frank said.
Angela quickly went to where Louise and Nancy were and started to bounce herself off my bed like the others girls.
That continued for the next ten minutes or so when they slumped on my bed, tired.
Frank and I played with some of my toys while the girls were laying on my bed. After a while, we grew so engrossed with what our playing that, when some fifteen minutes later, I looked to check on the girls, they were nowhere to be seen!
I uttered a curse, and Frank and I quickly exited my room, regretting that I left their feet free of the ropes.
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### Re: Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Updated! Part III!

Post by Wyatt9999 » Sun Jun 05, 2011 8:59 am

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### Re: Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Updated! Part III!

Post by sarumansauron » Mon Jun 06, 2011 9:28 am

Great continuation! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Part IV

Post by Tom Ford » Sat Jun 11, 2011 8:39 am

Thanks to Wyatt9999 and again to sarumansauron. Here's part 4.
Fall 1966
The Afternoon Adventures
Part IV
Maternal Involvement (m+/f+)
We went down, and saw them walking towards the kitchen. I tried to stop them, but it was too late. Mom saw them, and greeted them.
“Hi girls,” Mom said as she prepared a snack for us. She didn’t think it unusual at all that there were three girls bound in front of her. After all, this sort of thing happens all the time at our house.
“Are you okay?” she asked as she noticed the tightness of their bonds.
“Mmmpphh,” they said while nodding.
“That’s good. Do you want me to untie you now?” she asked.
This is it! IF the girls nodded, then the game is over.
Nancy and Louise looked at the clock. It was a quarter past three. They shook their heads.
“So you want to stay tied up?” Mom asked. “Tom! Andrew!” she called.
Andrew appeared from the living room, while I went forward.
“You’re the one who tied up these three girls?” she asked.
“Yes Mom,” we replied.
“How long do you intend to keep them this way?” she asked.
“Until about four,” I said.
“Is that okay with you girls?” Mom asked our captives.
“Mmpphhh!” They nodded.
“You three really are enjoying yourselves, aren’t you?” she asked.
Nancy immediately and vigorously nodded at that. Louise and Angela looked at Nancy, and taking their cue, nodded as well.
Mom inspected their knots. “I don’t think you can get away on your own,” she observed.
The girls nodded at that.
“I’m the one who tied them up,” I can’t resist saying, “so I know that they won’t escape!”
“Good work!” she said. “Just don’t leave them tied up too long.”
Andrew and I nodded at that.
“Well, have fun. When you three are free, I’ll have some snacks for you. Do you like orange juice? I’m sure your mouths would be really dry when you’re ungagged,” she said.
The girls nodded.
With that, my mother continued her preparations, while the three girls walked towards the living room, where we saw David watching TV. Andrew and David permitted the girls to handle the remote, who changed the channel to where there was a show to their liking. Angela, who had the most experience being tied up among the three girls, did the changing of the channels. Frank and I lingered around the living room, letting the three girls watch the show in peace for the remainder of the time.
Four o’clock in the afternoon finally arrived, and it was time to temporarily free the girls. Andrew, David, Frank and I untied them.
We all gathered around the kitchen table to attack the snack prepared by Mom. Angela, Louise, and Nancy gulped down glasses of orange juice—their mouths were dry after being gagged for so long.
“So, how was your day?” Mom asked.
We all looked at each other. “It was fine, Mom,” Andrew replied. “We had lots of fun.”
“Oh, and did you three girls had fun too?” Mom asked, looking at our recent captives.
“Yes, yes, it was great,” Nancy said without hesitation. She looked at her sister, Cathy with a look of superiority of someone who has gotten something both wanted and only she got it.
“It was okay,” said Louise. “Though I’d rather make the tie-ups a little shorter. If it was too long, it wouldn’t be fun anymore.”
“It was fun,” said Nancy. She looked at Betty. “Did you have to close the door in our face? That was rude!”
“Sorry! I couldn’t resist,” Betty said as she giggled. “It was funny!”
Mom then asked us to tell her about the incident. We pretty much told her what happened.
“So you agreed to this,” Mom said as she looked at Nancy, “in exchange for tickling them a couple of minutes and thirty minutes freedom?”
“Yeah,” Nancy said enthusiastically.
“Isn’t that a little unfair?” Mom asked.
“Unfair? Well, I don’t think so,” Nancy said as she munched a sandwich. “After all, we’re having all the fun, and the boys get stuck watching us. Yeah, it was unfair to them.”
We all looked rather strangely at her. Although we all enjoyed these sort of games, she was the first one to openly admit to like being tied up.
“Well I think you boys too should experience the fun that Nancy, Louise, and Angela enjoyed,” Mom said, “It’s only fair. Right girls?” Although couched as a proposal, it was a virtual ultimatum, and we knew it.
“It’s okay, as long as I get tied up,” Nancy said.
“What do you mean?” Andrew asked, although he knew exactly what she meant.
“I think you boys should get tied up too,” said Mom. “What’s good for the goose is good for the gander, after all.”
Andrew, Frank, David, and I exchanged glances. “But what about the girls?”
“I want to be tied up again!” Nancy said, and pointed at Louise and Angela. “And they agreed to be tied up with me!”
Angela was completely caught off guard by Nancy’s enthusiasm, “Its okay with me, but someone has to tie up the boys, and I can’t do that if I’m tied-up.”
“It’s alright with us, as long as we get to tie up the girls again,” Andrew offered.
“Frank, Tom, David, and Andrew will tie up the girls, and I’ll tie up Andrew, after he ties up Tom, David, and Frank,” Mom suggested. “Louise, is it alright with you?”
Louise looked at Mom and the others, and nodded. “Yes, Mrs. Ford,” she said.
We all agreed to it. Frank, Andrew, David and I weren’t too thrilled by the idea. We were supposed to be the captors! But we dare not oppose Mom. Why should we be tied up when we violated no rules? But I suppose her sense of fairness prompted her interference. It would be the third time that we were tied up by Mom, and the first time when we get tied up by her without tying her up first. Of course, we could easily get out of it by cancelling the girls’ tie-up session, but I guess we’d rather be tied up ourselves and see them get tied up than forgo tying up the girls.
We went to the living room to prepare ourselves for our coming captivity while Mom cleaned up the kitchen.
“So, who will go first?” my brother asked.
“Me! Me! I want to go first!” Nancy said, brimming with happiness.
“It isn’t fair that you get all the fun!” Cathy complained.
We all rolled our eyes at that.
“Brother, I think you should tie her,” Andrew suggested.
I was more than happy to comply. I took from Andrew’s tie up bag a long piece of white soft rope. “Come here,” I said as I pulled Nancy towards me.
Last edited by Tom Ford on Sat Mar 10, 2012 3:04 am, edited 3 times in total.

### Re: Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Part IV posted!!

Post by Wyatt9999 » Tue Jun 14, 2011 7:52 am

oh very good and suspensful

### Re: Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Part IV posted!!

Post by canuck100 » Tue Jun 14, 2011 8:36 am

Your stories are very addictive. I always want to read more of them!

### Re: Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Part IV posted!!

Post by sarumansauron » Tue Jun 14, 2011 11:01 am

Great continuation! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Part V

Post by Tom Ford » Sat Jun 18, 2011 9:01 am

Wyatt999, Canuck100, and sarumansauron, thanks for the kind comments!!!!
Fall 1966
The Afternoon Adventures
Part V
Tying Us Up
(m+/f+), (m/m+), (F/m)
David’s sister was more than happy to comply. Without any prompting she put her hands behind her and I began to would the rope around it.
I wound it a couple of times vertically, then horizontally, cinching it in the middle to secure it. It was a long rope, so I wrapped it a couple of times around her hands and waist, cinching it tight between her hands and back, pinning her hands to her back.
I gently pushed her so she was sitting on the sofa. I got another length of rope, wrapped a short piece of it on her ankles, cinched it, knotted it off, then used the remaining trail of rope to tie her knees together, above her dress.
“Finished,” I said as I looked at the adorable, helpless Nancy as she fidgeted and tested her ropes.
“Aren’t you gonna gag me?” she asked.
“Nope! Deal was, we’ll leave your feet free earlier, and leave your mouth free now,” I explained.
She pouted, but thankfully, didn’t scream this time.
Andrew meantime took care of Angela. He tied her identically to how I tied Nancy. Her hands were tied behind her, crossed, with the rope wound vertically then horizontally then cinched. The remaining trail of rope was wrapped around her hands and wrists, then cinched between her hands and her body. He used separate pieces of rope to tie her ankles and knees, which were tied above the skirt of her dress.
“There! Perfect!” Andrew exclaimed as he looked at Angela.
David did tied-up Louise a little differently. He took a roll of duct tape, and simply taped her hands behind her and her arms to her body. Luckily she was wearing a sweater because of the cold weather, so the tape didn’t touch any skin. He finished by taping her ankles and knees, above the hem of her dress, like all the others.
After the girls have been tied up, it was the turn of us boys to be bound.
My brother had picked up a long piece of white rope and looked at us boys. “Okay, let’s get this over with. Who wants to be first?”
Frank, David and I looked at each other before Frank came forward. “I’ll be the first,” said Frank.
Andrew signalled with his head for Frank to approach him. He tossed his rope to David and said, “Do Tom while I tie Frank.”
I sighed. I didn’t expect to be tied so soon, but as my big brother said, gotta get this over with. I put my hands behind my back, and soon, David tied it with rope. The tie was basic—my hands were crossed and bound horizontally and vertically and cinched at the middle, then the remaining ends were tied around my waist and hands and cinched in between my wrists and back. It was done tightly. My feet and ankles were tied by wrapping rope around it and it being cinched in the middle.
At the same time that I was being tied up, I saw Andrew tying up Frank. Andrew tied up my friend identically as he tied up Angela—hands tied behind back and around the waist, and at the knees and ankles.
David and Andrew towered over us as they sat us side by side on the couch. Andrew got another piece of rope from his tie-up bag and approached David. David promptly put his hands behind him.
Now at this point, it was weird to see Andrew tie up David. Up to this point, more than any other pair, those two were more often than not, like Frank and I, on the same side of the tie-up equation. When they were on opposite sides, it usually was the result of chance, as a result of chance, and when they had a choice, they always were on the same team. Which was not surprising because David was Andrew’s friend since both could remember. Not that it meant that they were going to ease up on each other when they were on opposite sides.
Andrew quickly tied his wrists behind him. David’s hands were crossed. The rope was wound horizontally then vertically, then cinched tightly. The wrist rope was not long enough, so my brother got another lengthy rope and wrapped it over his waist and hands. He cinched it between his wrists and back, pinning his hands to his waist. He finished by getting two shorter lengths of white rope, which he used to bind his ankles and knees. He then guided his friend to the couch where he sat besides me.
So now it was only Andrew who was left. Donald, Chester and Jay were the only ones missing to complete the picture.
“Are you gonna call Mom, or are you gonna just wait for her to come here?” I wondered aloud.
Before my brother could answer, Mom arrived, answering my question. She looked at us and inspected our bonds.
“Are any of the ropes too tight?” she asked.
“No,” we all replied.
My mother retrieved the tie up bag of my brother and rummaged it for something to use. All of us who were bound hand and foot looked at her and wondered what might be her next step.
She retrieved a long piece of rope and began to unwound and untangle it. “You know kids, it’s been a long time since I’ve played a tie-up game,” she said. “Your Aunt Rachel, your father and his brother, your Uncle Richard, and I play this sort of thing all the time when we were kids.”
My mother pulled his oldest son’s hands behind him and began to tie it up. I can see that she knew what she was doing. She took a long piece of rope, and folded it into four parts. She tied one end of a rope on his right hand, leaving a quarter length of rope trailing, while she took hold of the longer trail of rope. She crossed my brother’s arms, with the right hand below and the left above, and began to tie it using what I now call a square lash. She made three turns around his wrists, before frapping it between my brother’s wrists twice to tighten it. She then tied it over the lash more conventionally, horizontally then vertically, then tying the remaining length around his waist.
“There! I don’t think you can get out of that on your own, son,” my mother said as she took another piece of rope. “Can you please sit down?”
Andrew complied and sat down at the edge of the couch besides David.
“Thank you,” my mom said as she bent down and tied Andrew’s ankles. She wrapped it a couple of times before cinching it in the middle. Then she took another piece of rope and did the same for his knees.
After that, she stood and admired her work.
Andrew started fidgeting.
“Mom,” I said, “I think we can get out of this. What do you say?”
“Oh I’m sure you could,” she said.
“Well, if we get out of this,” I boldly said, “can we tie you up?”
The others looked at me as if I’m crazy.
“Is that a challenge? In that case, I’m not yet done,” my Mom said.
“But Mom, you can’t gag us! That was only supposed to happen earlier this afternoon,” my older brother protested.
“I won’t gag you,” Mom said. “Don’t start yet,” she instructed as she left and came back a few minutes later with brown packaging tape.
“Could you put your hands into fists?” she asked as she demonstrated in her left hand then positioned Andrew so his back was to my Mom.
Andrew complied, then Mom proceeded to tape his fists. She then did the same for all of us.
“But Mom, how can we get out!” I protested.
“You don’t,” said Mom as she continued. “If you get out of that, I’ll let you tie me up, but I don’t think you will. I know that you were thinking that you could easily escape by untying each other’s knots because you’re not separated from each other. That’s the reason you issued that challenge, right?”
I nodded. Well, there goes my plan!
It was the first time this has happened, and it introduced a new innovation to our tie-up games.
Last edited by Tom Ford on Sat Mar 10, 2012 3:05 am, edited 3 times in total.

### Re: Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Updated!! Part V

Post by sarumansauron » Mon Jun 20, 2011 12:21 pm

Great continuation! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

### Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Part VI

Post by Tom Ford » Mon Jun 27, 2011 9:29 am

Again, thanks to sarumansauron for the comments!!
Fall 1966
The Afternoon Adventures
Part VI
The Second Two Hours
“What’s the time? Four thirty? Well, I’m going to go and prepare dinner. Try to get out if you can. If you can’t, then I’ll untie you at six thirty. If you succeed, you can tie me up after dinner, after I do the dishes. Is that okay?”
“Yes Mom,” Andrew and I replied. The others also signified their agreement.
“Well, take care, and don’t do anything foolish. Cathy, Betty, let’s leave them,” she said as they went to the kitchen, leaving us children stuck in the couch. It was obvious that Betty and Cathy wanted to be with us, but they obeyed my mother.
As soon as we bound kids were on the living room sofa alone, Angela suddenly laughed.
“What’s so funny?” David asked.
“Ha! You thought that you boys would get off scot-free while we girls were tied up here in the couch! You’ve got another thing coming!” she boasted.
“What? You agreed to it,” Andrew said.
“Yes, but you all voted for Louise and I to do this, so it wasn’t exactly voluntary!” Angela replied. “Bet you didn’t expect this.”
We had to admit that she was right. It was totally unexpected.
“Are you really going to tie up your Mom if you escape?” Louise asked.
“Yes,” I said. I tried flexing my fingers. It was useless. They were stuck.
“I want a gag,” said Nancy. “I don’t think we’re really tied if we can talk like this.”
“Speak for yourself!” Angela snapped. “Look, I always prefer to gag my prisoners, and if your captor wants to gag you, then you have to comply. But if they offer not to gag you, you have to take that opportunity!”
“Well, do you think we can get out?” Louise asked.
“I don’t think so,” Frank said. “Mrs. Ford is right. If our fists aren’t taped, then we could easily untie each other, but not like this.”
“You shouldn’t have issued that challenge to Mom, Tom,” Andrew said. “If you hadn’t, she wouldn’t have taped our hands, and we could’ve escaped. Then we can tell Mom that we can tie her up!”
I have to agree with my brother. I just didn’t expect Mom to do this to us.
“I know! I’ll scream so that she’ll have to gag us!” Nancy exclaimed.
“Do that and I won’t tie you up again up at home!” David hissed at his sister.
“Aw! You’re no fun!” David’s sister pouted. Nancy sulked, but didn’t press the matter further.
“Wait! You’re really going to tie up your Mom?” Louise asked.
“Yes! We’ve done it before! Twice in fact!” Andrew replied.
“And she always got away, and tied us up afterwards,” I finished.
We decided that we simply would wait the time out. We passed the time talking to each other about life and other things we were interested in. Soon, the conversation was divided between Angela, Louise, and Nancy on one hand, and Andrew, Frank, David and I on the other.
At about five thirty, Dad arrived and frankly surprised upon seeing us. He took one looked at us, then laughed. “Who tied you up, kids?” he finally asked.
“Mom did,” Andrew replied.
“You must have done something really naughty!” he said, then laughed as he walked to the kitchen.
***
We could already smell the aroma of the dinner being cooked and readied as the minute of our deliverance neared. We made a guessing game of what our dinner will be (it was pretty much decided that David, Angela, Nancy, Frank and Louise would eat dinner with us). Finally, Andrew decided to put an end to the mystery by standing up and hopping to the kitchen.
I was curious too, so I stood up and hopped. The others wondered whether they too shall hop to the kitchen, but none followed me.
“Hey Mom,” I heard my brother say as I approached the kitchen.
“What time shall we eat? I’m hungry,” I said as I smelled what was being cooked.
A small note. I cannot remember what we ate that night. I was hoping to find it in my diary, but apparently, I neglected to record it. It might be chicken, beans, or some other food, but I can’t simply remember.
“As soon as you’re free,” said Mom. She looked at the clock. “That means in fifteen minutes. Girls, could you set the table?”
“Can’t get free?” Betty teased us as she and Cathy began to prepare the huge dinner table for all of us.
“What do you think?” my brother replied. “Could you pull the chair for me? In my usual place. I want to sit.”
“Say please,” Betty teased.
“Please,” Andrew obliged.
Betty giggled and pulled his chair.
“Hey, me too!” I added.
Betty sighed, then smiled, and pulled my usual chair. I hopped towards it and sat.
As the girls set the table, and Mom finished the finishing touches to our dinner, she said, “I’m surprised you didn’t escape,” said Mom.
“How can we escape? We cannot pull our hands from the ropes, and we can’t use our fingers to untie each other’s knots,” Andrew protested.
“If you were alone you’d be right. But you’ve got company. And you weren’t gagged,” she said. “You could’ve picked each other’s knots with your teeth.”
Andrew and I looked at each other and gave a collective sigh. It was that simple. Sure, we haven’t tried that before, but we had two hours to try, and we might have escaped.
“How do you know?” asked Andrew. “Have you ever escaped a tie-up like this?”
“When I was your age,” she said, “I was tied up like that too. Except we didn’t use tape. It wasn’t that plentiful during the time. Instead, your father and uncle used socks in my hand to keep your Aunt Rachel and me from picking each other’s knots. But we weren’t gagged. So we simply used our teeth to unravel our knots. I would’ve used socks on you, but you already are tied up, and so I simply used tape.”
Six thirty quickly arrived and the delicious food was put before us in the table. I badly wanted to eat, but I was prevented from doing so by my bonds.
“Betty, can you call your father?” Mom asked my sister as she went and untied my brother Andrew. “Andrew, untie your brother and the others, okay?”
“Yes Mom,” he said. As soon as he was free, he quickly untied his feet and knees, went over to where I was, untied my hands, then went to the living room to free the rest of the gang.
As for me, I was so hungry that after my hands were freed, I didn’t bother to untie my feet. I instead hopped to the bathroom where I washed my hands. I hopped back to my chair. I decided to untie my feet and knees after eating. However, I was precluded from eating by the fact that the others were not there, and we had to say grace before we eat.
Ten minutes later, we finally were complete. Mom and Dad were the only adults in the table, where there were eight kids—Andrew, me, David, Frank, Angela, Betty, Cathy, and Nancy. Our parents didn’t mind. This often happens to our home and to the home of other parents, as we kids had a habit of staying at one another’s house until well after dark. After grace, I quickly wolfed down my food, which earned me a scolding from my mother.
After dinner, I finally untied my feet. And that ended all tie-up games for the day, and for the weekend for that matter.
Angela and Frank stayed over, while David, Nancy and Cathy went home, accompanied by Andrew and Dad, after dinner.
All in all, it was a fun day. So many things happened that were totally unexpected.
The next tie up game would also involve Mom. How was she involved, well, read the next part and find out.
Last edited by Tom Ford on Sat Mar 10, 2012 3:06 am, edited 2 times in total.

### Re: Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Story Completed!!!

Post by xtc » Mon Jun 27, 2011 11:57 am

Thank you, Tom. I look forward to reading about the next events.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
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### Re: Fall 1966 -The Afternoon Adventures - Story Completed!!!

Post by sarumansauron » Mon Jun 27, 2011 1:27 pm

> xtc wrote:Thank you, Tom. I look forward to reading about the next events.

I agree.
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!