It had been several weeks since he had tied up his sister Lizzie. He had never intended to. He just meant to annoy her and get her upset but one thing led to another. It’s what mischievous little brothers do to “pain in the ass” sisters. Once he had her bound and gagged things started to get complicated. Her best friend Miranda dropped by. He told her a lie and she fell for it. She actually let him tie her up too. Thanks to some quick thinking he made a video of his captives and the threat of putting it on YouTube meant they would not squeal on him.
A short time later his lie found its way to his mom Joanne. She didn’t know it was a lie. Unbelievably she volunteered to be tied up too. She thought she was helping him with his homework. It was a pretty good lie. He also got that on video. It was those videos that had him in the mood he was now in.
He had watched each of them more times than he could count. He had watched many more on YouTube. He was hooked. The challenge of tying someone up excited him. The idea of recording it doubled the thrill. He was an addict in need of a fix.
His most desirable target was Miranda. Matt had never noticed how pretty she was until he had her tied up. He had been there while she grew up but he never paid attention to her. She was just his sister’s friend. Little brothers don’t care about the friends of big sisters. Not until they notice that the skinny little girl they met years ago is growing up. The problem with Miranda was that she was rarely around without his sister at her side. There wasn’t much chance of getting her alone.
His most cooperative target was his mom. Joanne had a weakness; she always believed what Matt said. It’s part of the maternal desire to believe that your son is a good kid. His past record should have branded him as a trouble maker not to be trusted but she always gave him the benefit of the doubt. Matt felt a little odd about tying up his mom again. He knew it was possible but he knew that if it didn’t go perfectly he could end up in big trouble.
His most likely target was his sister Lizzie. Matt would really prefer to tie up just about anyone but his sister but there were too many factors in her favor. She was the easiest to get alone. She was available almost any time. And there was another attraction to her; one that he at first considered a negative but after some serious thought he now viewed as a positive. She wouldn’t just let him tie her up like the others did. She wouldn’t believe any lies or fall for any tricks.
The first time he tied her up she let him because she thought it would get him into trouble. That wasn’t going to happen again. No amount of deceit would fool her. The next attempt would result in a major confrontation. There would be resistance. That’s what he was counting on.
Three easy captures had been a good start but he was beyond that now. He wanted a real take-down. He had seen a few ambushes on YouTube and he was fascinated. The struggling and the screaming excited him. Wrestling the victim into submission; silencing the calls for help; it was what he wanted. The more he thought about it the more obsessed he became. He set a goal for himself; take her down by surprise as quickly as possible.
Several days of planning were put into action after an announcement was made over breakfast; several of them as a matter of fact. Dad informed mom that he would be working late and not home for supper. Mom was also going to be out as she had a dinner party with her book club. She told the kids they were on their own and gave them money to order a pizza. Lizzie said that she was going to Miranda’s after school for a few hours but would home to eat.
Matt said nothing but smiled. Had any of the others been paying attention they would have seen that the smile was a little more evil than usual.
When he got home he went about making sure that everything was ready. He had planned every last detail and was confident that his scheme would work.
First he examined the bonds. He had realized early that he would have to immobilize her hands as quickly as possible. That meant taking her by surprise and using the most efficient means to bind her. After doing a bit of research on the internet he arrived at the conclusion that handcuffs were the solution. He didn’t have any and the chances of obtaining some were about zero so he looked for an alternative.
He found a website on which a clever fellow had made a pair of cuffs by putting a slip knot at each end of a short piece of rope. Once the cuffs were on behind the victims back any attempt to escape would only make them tighter. Matt found plenty of rope in dad’s garage and had made one in no time.
He cut up the rest of the rope into several various lengths. Each had a specific purpose; knees, elbows, etc. He then wrapped a piece of white tape around the ends of each rope and used magic markers to color code them so that he could grab the appropriate rope at a glance. He knew that even the slightest mistake could result in her obtaining her freedom. He had to strike fast.
Next was the gag. He had seen many types while on the internet. The most effective was a large wad stuffed into the mouth and then secured with a cleave gag. The most visually appealing to him was a ball gag. The cleave method was the easiest for him but he wanted the ball gag more. He would have to find a way to make one which wouldn’t be easy. Not too many household have a red rubber ball and a leather strap lying around. Then he had a moment of inspiration.
While waiting outside of the bathroom for his mom to finish getting ready to go out he could hear her cursing. Then the door flew open and she came storming out. She was angrily muttering to herself and the only words he could make out were ‘god damned pantyhose’. She went into her bedroom and the door slammed behind her.
Matt entered the bathroom and closed the door. In the waste basket was a pair of pantyhose. Curiosity got the better of him. What had they done to get her so pissed off? He pulled them out and held them up. A long run, from the knee to the ankle, had ruined one leg. It was then he had a brainwave. Using mom’s manicure scissors he cut off the good leg. He rolled up the bad leg and the panty into a ball and inserted it into the good leg. He placed the wad in the middle and tied a knot on either side of it to hold it in place.
He held it up to look at it. He stood in front of the mirror. He placed the wad in his mouth and pulled back on the ends of the stocking. It was half cleave gag and half ball gag. Not only would it work but it looked neat too. Problem solved.
Now that his gear was ready he had to put it in place. The plan was to attack when she walked into her bedroom. For several days he had been observing her habits. When she got home from school she would enter her room, put her school books on her desk and then lie down on her bed to check her phone for messages. From the moment the door closed until she was on her back was on average eight seconds.
After seven seconds he would enter quickly. She would be half onto the bed with her back to the door. He would grab her, force her down and apply the rope cuffs. The gag would be hidden under her pillow where he could easily reach it. The other ropes would be tucked away between the stuffed animals decorating the foot of the bed.
He went into her room and put it all into place. Then he removed a few books from her shelf and filled the empty space with a wireless video camera. The entire capture would be recorded on his computer. Once again the plan was to blackmail her to avoid prosecution. He had considered that this time she may not give in to his demand but it was worth the risk. After all if he was grounded and sent to his room he would have the video to fill the time.
Everything was ready. Now all he had to do now was sit and wait for her to come home. The only thing that could spoil his plan is if Miranda were to show up with her. Then he would have to scramble to get his stuff out of the room before she came upstairs. He was relieved when he saw Lizzie walking down the sidewalk alone. What he didn’t know was that Miranda was never a threat.
When Lizzie heard that there would be no parents at home she broke a few rules. She didn’t go to Miranda's. She stayed at school and studied in the library. She didn’t have to study but she knew that someone else was going to be there and she was hoping to catch that person’s attention. After last class she slipped into the change room of the gym. Then she traded her t-shirt and jeans for a slightly more attention getting look.
She had borrowed a blouse from her mother (without asking). It was sleeveless, slinky and sheer. The light pink fabric clung to every curve. The outline of her brassiere clearly showed through. She put on a pair of white tights with a herringbone pattern. A very short denim skirt was next. Then she finished her ensemble with another item she had borrowed from mom; a pair of white pumps with three inch heels. She walked with a wobble to the library and sat where she could be seen.
Her plan worked. She got the attention she wanted and the person in question was soon sitting with her. After an hour of chatting and flirting Lizzie realized she had better be getting home. She reluctantly said good-bye and left. She departed in such a hurry that she didn’t notice that she had forgot to change.
Matt noticed. When he saw the blouse and the shoes he recognized them. He was thrilled. With that outfit in the video there was no way she could squeal on him without getting herself into trouble. He went and hid in the bathroom ready to make his move.
Lizzie came upstairs and looked into his room. When she didn’t see him there she called out ‘Hey little twerp, where are you?’
He called back ‘I’m in here. If you need the bathroom in the next hour or so you may want to use the one downstairs.’
‘Gross’ she said ‘don’t forget to turn on the fan!’
He heard her door close and began counting the seven seconds. He opened the door and burst into her room. The situation was not as he had anticipated. She had put her books on the desk as usual but she was not at the bed.
Her priority was to return mom’s clothes and shoes immediately. She was standing with her back to the door in the middle of the room. She had pulled off the blouse and thrown it onto the bed. She was undoing the skirt when Matt charged in. He watched as it slid down her legs into a pile around her ankles.
She turned and stood for a moment in only her bra, panties, the tights and the heels. Then she reached out to slam the door shut on him. As she stepped forward the skirt around her ankles tripped her and she fell towards Matt. He grabbed her outstretched hand and caught her. He couldn’t stop her fall. With him holding her arm she twisted as she dropped and landed on her side. He continued the attack.
He rolled her face down and passed one end of the rope cuff over the hand he was holding. Then he twisted her arm up behind her back and put his knee onto it to hold it down. Her other hand was palm down on the floor beside her head. He grabbed it and pulled it behind her. The second slip knot was soon over her wrist.
Lizzie had not put up much of a fight so far but now that she was over the initial shock she began to struggle and curse. Matt watched as the loops that restrained her tightened with every twist of her body. With the capture now moved to the floor his other restraints were out of reach. He had to get off of her to get them. Closest to him were the ropes; the gag would have to wait.
He stood and grabbed his color coded bonds from their hiding place. When he turned back to her she had rolled onto her back to face him. She flicked her foot and tossed the skirt aside. A deadly stiletto heel grazed his shin as she kicked at him. A second kick caught him on the knee. He ignored the pain and dropped to his knees on the floor. He tried to get a rope around her ankles but she was writhing too much.
He had to lie down across her legs to pin them to the floor. He loosely got a rope around one ankle and then the other. As he pulled the slack out it drew her feet together. Once they were securely side by side he looped the rope a few more times, cinched it twice and knotted it. She was still bucking and kicking. A second rope below the knees took much less effort to apply now that those deadly feet had been subdued.
He rolled her back into a face down position and tied her elbows pulling on the rope until they almost touched. He stood and went to get the gag.
Once again she rolled over and kicked at him. With her legs bound together her aim was much less accurate and she missed but not by much. With his knee throbbing Matt rolled her over for the third time and tried to gag her. He sat on her waist to hold her still. She twisted her head from side to side and refused to open her mouth. He was about to pull her hair when he remembered something that always pissed her off.
He grabbed her bra strap, pulled it as far as it would go and released it with a snap. She was furious and attempted to say something very profane but as soon as her lips parted he jammed in the panty hose gag. He almost got his fingers bitten as he stuffed it in. As he pulled the ends together behind her head he discovered just how stretchy nylon can be. He didn’t want it to fit loosely so he yanked on it as hard as he could to get all of the stretch out of it.
Her head pulled back to an uncomfortable degree; she mmphed at him as much in pain as in anger. When he was satisfied it would stay in place he knotted it. When he released the gag her head went back down to the floor and then she went crazy. She rolled and twisted. She bent her knees and tried to kick at him as he sat on her.
Matt was tossed off and landed on his injured knee. The stab of pain made him pause for a moment. He grabbed the last piece of rope. The easy part was passing it between her wrists. The hard part was getting it between those thrashing ankles to complete the hog tie. In never occurred to him to just pull the shoes off as they jabbed at him.
He finally slipped the end of the rope through and pulled her feet towards her hands. When her fingers were a few inches from her feet she groaned in pain. Normally he would have backed off an inch or two but the ache from his knee dulled his good judgment. He gave the rope another tug until her fingertips touched the heels of the shoes; then one last knot to complete the job.
He sat back so that he wasn’t blocking any of the action from the camera. Lizzie put on one hell of a show. She tried to reach the knots at her ankles but was already at her limit and it was too painful to go any further. She twisted and turned every which way but didn’t find any slack in her bonds. She rubbed the gag against the floor but it wouldn’t budge.
Matt smiled. It had been a battle but he had won. Lizzie continued to struggle for another five minutes but was eventually too tired and too sore to continue. She lay still and whimpered. It no longer sounded abusive. She was probably begging to be released but all Matt could hear was “mmph mmph mmph”. He liked it.
As she lay there he explained that once again he had made a video. He didn’t even have to threaten with YouTube. If mom were to see the high heels she would be in as much trouble as him. When he asked her if she promised to keep silent she nodded in agreement.
He ungagged her and began to un-tie her. She was flinching in pain as he picked at the knots.
‘I don’t know why you did this to me’ she said in an upset voice ‘and I don’t want to know but just promise me one thing; don’t ever do this again. I don’t care how much trouble I get into or if the world sees me like this; I will tell mom and dad.’
He was about to give her that promise when he thought of something. It had not been part of his original plan but it certainly made sense now.
‘I will give you my solemn promise to never tie you up again if you do one thing for me.’ She looked up at him with a questioning gaze. ‘Help me to get Miranda. You don’t have to do anything but set her up. I’ll do the rest.’
With surprisingly little hesitation she said ‘It’s a deal.’
He finished untying her and then they ordered the pizza. He let Lizzie pick the toppings. The rope marks looked nasty and if they were still showing when mom or dad got home he would have to try to talk her into either hiding them or staying in her room. Letting her have her way with supper was just the first step in getting back onto her good side.
The pizza would be delivered in half an hour. Lizzie put mom’s stuff back carefully so that she wouldn’t notice it had been taken. Matt tidied up his ropes and the gag and had just enough time left over to watch the video before the food arrived.