Part Three
Prologue:
In Part Two, Tina and her older sister April reminisced about growing up and all the games they played, especially when their older male cousins found excuses to tie them up with their babysitting aunt. Tina revealed that she promised the boys they could tie her up again because she lost the bet, and April asked her sister to do the same to her, for old-time's sake. As we begin, Tina is approaching the boys, leaving her sister thorougly bound and locked in her room.
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Tina looked around for the boys, finally locating them in their bedroom, just down the hall from their mother's room.
"There you are."
"Hey Tina - is mom upset?"
"Not really. I reminded her how we all used to play games like that when we were younger."
"That's good. You were gone for a while, so we expected the worst."
"We were just talking - well, I certainly was anyways."
Tina couldn't help but smile at her own comment. Right now her sister wasn't saying very much at all.
"Your mom's tired right now. She's resting securely in her bed."
"That's good. Is it too late to finish up on that bet?"
"You mean the bet I lost?"
"Yup. You know, where we get to tie you up again?"
"No, you can tie me up again. I'm leaving tomorrow morning, so it's now - or it will have to wait until the next visit. What did you have in mind this time?"
The other boy spoke out this time, interrupting his brother: "Can we tie you to the post in the basement? There's one in the garage too."
"I don't think so. It's too cold and damp tonight. Plus it's getting late. I was thinking more like you could tie me up on the bed, or maybe even on the floor in one of the bedrooms where the nice rugs are."
"Okay, let's do that," said the older boy. "I'll go get the rope and stuff. I hid it so Mom couldn't find it."
Tina thought about her sister's hidden rope stash and smiled a little. Like mother, like son, she thought.
"Okay, I'm going to put my bed clothes on so I can be more comfortable. Where are we going to do this?" Tina asked.
"My room,"" said the oldest boy. "We'll meet you in there. That way, if mom wakes up, I can close the door."
Tina went downstairs to the guest room to change. The house was nice and warm, and after all that struggling earlier, she was eager to change out of her previously sweaty clothes.
She decided on a slip-over black nightie; one long enough to reach the top of her knee. It matched her dark curly hair, and was very light and comfortable. The material was soft and satiny, but the nightie looked more like a sundress. Perfect to get tied up in, and not too revealing for the boys.
She met the oldest boy on the stairs, carrying the bounty of ropes and bandannas in a couple plastic shopping bags, and followed him to his room. She could tell they were both excited about this whole new game.
Once there, they started pulling the ropes and stuff out of the bag and dropping it on the bed. The bed was larger than Tina expected - a wooden frame with head and foot boards, and small posts sticking up about six inches at each corner. Dressed like she was, she hoped the boys weren't planning to tie her spread-eagle to it.
The room had a huge closet at one end. The door was wide open with the light on. From what Tina could see, it was mostly empty. Hmmm, large, well-lit empty closet with a clean, comfy rug and another door the boys could close. She had a feeling she just might get tied up in there.
As the boys untangled the ropes, she spoke up, "Okay, it's getting late. You two almost ready?"
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Back in April's room, not much had changed. With her arms bound up tightly behind her, there wasn't much she could reach with her fingertips, making the untying of an errant knot an impossibility.
Every tug of her legs against the rope hogtying them to her upper body only made all the ropes binding her feel tighter. With the blindfold so tightly in place, her senses were heightened. Every sound caught her attention.
She first heard the click of the lock, securing her further in her room, and thought, "Good thinking little sister!"
Next she heard footsteps in the hall and on the stairs, and wondered if the boys had Tina all tied up to a chair downstairs again. Or did they talk her into something else? When she heard a door upstairs close a short while ago, she wondered whether the boys were in one of their rooms, quietly tying Tina up one more time.
As she rolled off her side, onto her back, and back again, she quietly wondered just exactly what they were up to.
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Back in the boy's room, Tina was seated on the floor in the middle of the closet. With her wrists behind her and her ankles together, the older boy was busy tying her wrists while the other tied her ankles. In this position, she felt small compared to the two boys, who were on their knees and hovering over her as they wrapped and tied their ropes. It made her realize that in real life, she was barely and inch taller than the oldest boy. At 5' 3", many people considered both her sister and her te be petite women, but Tina never bought into that.
Just like she had done to her sister, her nephew had held her wrists parallel to the floor, and was tying them tightly together midway up her back. She wondered for just a moment if tying women up were instinctual to him - it took her a few years to learn this technique.
Equally at work was the other boy - he had crossed her ankles this time before tying them together with a very long piece of rope. No hopping around this time, it seemed.
"Wow, you really learn quickly! What made you think to tie my wrists like this?"
"One sec," the boy said, as he cinched the knot binding her wrists.
"Oooh, I felt that," she said. "Guess it doesn't matter, since I already have some marks on my wrists. It's not too tight."
Without missing a beat, he grabbed a much longer piece of rope and started tying her upper body. Only this time he made a big lasso-like noose and put it loosely over her head. He took the ends and threaded them around behind her back and over and around her bound forearms, lifting them slightly as he wrapped the rope around her.
The other boy had finished tying her ankles, and was preparing the bandannas to gag her with.
As the older boy wrapped the rope around her upper body, neatly framing her breasts, she asked again, "Did you think about tying me up like this on your own?"
"Not really. Do you like it?"
"Um, how do I answer that one? It's pretty impressive for the second time you ever tied anyone up?"
"Cool. Thanks," he said. "I learned this on YouTube."
"Really?"
"Really. It's called Shibari. There was a video that shows you how."
The other boy was ready and standing up before her with bandannas in hand.
"Time to gag you now," he said.
"Let me finish first," the older boy said.
He took the final length of rope and tied it around her waist, just above her hips, and then tied it off around her wrists, pinning them to her back. Somehow she had ended up getting tied up a lot like she had tied her sister.
"How's that?" the boy asked, while the other had never left his post, and was still standing over her with bandannas in-hand. Bound hand and foot, looking up at him made her feel even smaller and more helpless. After all, the bandannas were meant for her.
Tina tested the ropes, wriggling her whole body in the process. She was still sitting upright, with her hands bound up behind her and her ankles crossed and tied tightly together. It took some effort to sit upright like this, but she managed as both boys stood up, stepped back, and watched her struggle.
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Back in her bedroom, April had managed to wiggle over to the end of the bed. She could barely hear the boys talking to Tina in the other room, and strained to get closer to the door where she might be able to hear them better.
From the sound, she could tell that they ended up in her older boy's room. The one with the big four-poster bed, and even bigger closet. A perfect place to hide your aunt that you don't want your tied-up mother to know that you are tying up! But seriously, if April was untied, and happened to check on the boys, all they would have to do is close the closet door to hide their bound and gagged aunt.
She chuckled as much as she could, as much as the knotted bandanna in her mouth would let her. She wondered if the boys had brought another chair into the closet to tie her sister to? She tried not to think about it much, but being blindfolded and helpless didn't give her much else to think about.
As she quietly listened and struggled every once in a while, the stress of her day started to disappear altogether.
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"I think you two got me good again," Tina said as she stopped struggling for a moment.
"You bet we did," said the oldest boy.
"Okay, then. You can go ahead and gag me now if you want to, but like before, you have to let me go in a half-hour, okay?"
"Can we blindfold you too this time?"
Tina smiled inside for a second - she was ending up getting tied more and more like her sister with each passing moment. We're they going to hogtie her next? She didn't dare speak up and give them any ideas.
"Okay. Just don't keep me tied longer than a half hour if I can't get free myself."
"We won't. Promise."
"Thanks for that. It's not like I can stop you all tied up like this. I have to be able to trust you. If I can't, I won't let you tie me up again."
The boys were silent for a moment, but soon a cloth was stuffed slowly into her mouth, which she opened wide for him. Another cloth was wrapped around it, squeezing the first cloth back into her mouth. As he tied it off behind her head, she tried to talk some to test the gag, but only muted grunts came out.
Shortly afterward, another cloth was wrapped over her eyes, taking her sight away.
Both boys worked her onto her side first, and then her stomach. She felt a rope being tied around her wrists, and her ankles being grabbed and drawn closer to her wrists. They WERE hogtying her after all. Within a couple moments, she was equally as bound as she left her sister April. Talk about karma!
"Okay. That should hold you for now."
Tina murumphed and mewed softly into the gag. It had been many years since she was hogtied, blindfolded and gagged all at the same time, and it took a moment for it to sink in.
"I'm going to start the timer now."
Tina nodded and murumphed a little louder.
"And, go!"
"Remember, if you don't get free, we get to tie you up again," the older boy said. Tina did not remember agreeing to that bet again, but she was certainly not able to respond for the time-being.
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With the blindfold taking away any semblance of time and space, April had fallen into her own little bondage fantasy. In it, a tall handsome man had taken her out to dinner. He was strong and charming, so she did what she never does on a first date - she invited him back home.
Once there, after she changed into something more comfortable, he revealed that he was really a professional burglar. She had nice stuff, and he was going to steal it from her, once he had her all tied up.
And tie her he did - expertly. She was left thoroughly hogtied, gagged, and blindfolded by him, alone in her room, as he went through the house taking her valuables, and checking on her every once in a while.
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Tina tried hard to get free at first, but the way she was tied made it really hard to move much at all. "Shibari on YouTube," she thought. Just what did she start with the boys? Did that mean the Internet was back up?
Now they wanted to tie her up again. She was starting to understand how Auntie Angela felt, and wondered if this is how it all started with her. She turned her attention back to her own body, and the many ropes that held her in place and made her so helpless.
Unlike earlier, where she could watch TV and move a little in the chair, right now she was completely immobile. Her wrists were pinned to her back, and tied to her ankles. The ropes wrapped over and around her breasts and upper body just kept everything in place, while the blindfold made her second-guess everything as time seemed to stand still. And the gag... well that was just there, stuffed in her mouth as a constant reminder that she couldn't even really call out for help, even if she wanted to.
Were the boys still watching her struggle around? Were they walking around the house, and thinking about checking in on their mom? She tried to listen, but at first it was really quiet. One of the benefits of being tied on the floor was that she felt their steps when the boys walked around the room. They were being quiet, but were still close by, only moving occasionally. She wondered for a moment how much time had passed already.
In the main part of the boy's bedroom, she noticed that the boys had stopped moving altogether, but she didn't hear any doors opening or closing. She hoped they didn't fall asleep on her, and immediately pushed the thought away. What Tina didn't realize was that she had dropped the key to her sister's room in the closet, and the boys had found it.
Thinking it was strange that the key they all knew so well - the only one like it in the house - just appeared on the floor near their aunt's newly bound wrists, they decided to quietly check-in on their mom. After all, they had both cleared the stuff off the closet floor to accommodate their aunt, and that key was not there before they got started.
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April was lost in her burglar fantasy, and started to quietly mew and talk into her gag. She squirmed and scooted her bound body closer to the middle of the bed, where she could roll around a struggle to pretend she was fighting off the "burglar".
She didn't notice when the boys quietly slipped the key into the lock and turned the handle. It wasn't until one of them walked in and gasped that she turned her head towards the door.
"Whoo air," she mumphed as loud as she could, thinking her sister had come to untie her. Both boys stayed quiet, but took a long look at their mother, who was as tied up as they had left her sister on the floor in the closet. On the floor beside the bed was a bright red ballgag lying in plain sight.
They quietly backed out of the room and headed towards the stairs to go downstairs where they could talk, leaving the door wide open.
"Whoo air?" she said again as they quietly slipped away.
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Tina felt the subtle footprints on the upstairs floor for a while, and tried to scoot along the floor towards the closet door to see if she could determine better where they were coming from. Lucky for her, the boys had left the door wide open, and she was able with a lot of effort to slowly work her way out of the closet and into his room.
Without her sight, it was tough to know where she really was, but it felt like her face had brushed up against the bedspread at the foot of the boy's bed. Since no one stopped her or said anything, she knew the boys had left altogether. Her current location meant she was only a few feet away from their bedroom door.
She thought for a moment that she heard her sister murmphing in the distance, but how was that possible with her door shut and locked? Then she remembered that she held the key in her hand when the boys tied her. In all the excitement and struggling, she must have dropped it.
"What if the boys found it? Damn, why did I let them blindfold me?" she thought. She was starting to feel more like Auntie Angela more now than ever. "Blindfold me? Sure. Hogtie me tightly on the floor in your closet? Okay, good idea!"
Tina decided she would work her way back into the closet to try and find the key. It seemed to her like she had been tied up longer than a half-hour at this point, but knew from experience that the blindfold really messed with her feelings about time. One thing was certain - all this struggling and moving around was getting her really tired.
The real thing to wonder about was where the boys had gone to, and if her sister was still okay. Off in the distance, she heard her sister murmphing muffled words one more time.
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Meanwhile, at the bottom of the stairs...
"Okay, so who do you think tied Mom up like that?"
"Had to be Aunt Tina, unless someone broke in or something."
"If that was what happened, why did Tina have Mom's bedroom key? And why didn't the real robbers come find us too?"
"Maybe they tried to, saw us tying Tina up, and thought we'd stay out of the way?"
"Right. No way - I'll bet anything that Tina tied her up like that. She had too. Did you see how well she was tied? Tina's got some skills. Better not get on her bad side!"
"I know, huh? Seems like Mom's been holding out on us - did you see that red ball-thing on the floor? What do you think that's for?"
"Gotta be some kind of gag. I mean, you can't tie it around her eyes, and it's too short to go around her body. The ball probably goes in her mouth or something."
"You think? I wonder what that looks like when you use it on someone? Maybe Tina will let us use it next time?"
"I don't think we should try and push her too much. I think this is a lot of fun too, but it's suppossed to be for fun, and that thing looks pretty serious to me. As far as Mom is concerned, she can do whatever she wants."
"Maybe she'll let us tie her up too? She must like it if she let Tina tie her up like that."
"I don't know - that seems really weird to me. I mean, tying up Tina is a blast, but she's our aunt. We don't have to live with her. I don't know about Mom. I just don't think I can."
"So, what are we gonna do?"
"You mean about finding Mom all tied up like that?"
Just then the alarm on his cell phone went off - the 30 minutes was up.
"Crap, we gotta go."
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Just as Tina reached the closet door, she faintly heard the alarm off in the distance. Shortly afterwards, she felt the footsteps on the stairs, and the floor heading towards her. Rescue was on the way! The 30 minutes was finally up. Just in time, too; she was exhausted from the all struggling and crawling.
"Hey Tina, how did you get out here?"
The boy pulled off the bandanna, and Tina realized that she had worked her way out the bedroom door, instead of back into the closet like she thought. Damn blindfold!
"Muwummph, hummpf," she replied, shaking her hands and feet to indicate she wanted him to untie her.
"Hold on, I'll have you free in a second. Let me get that gag off you."
Seconds later she spat out the cloth in her mouth and stretched her jaw in a few different directions to relieve the pressure left from the gag. Another boy walked into the room, and together they started untying her. First the rope hogtying her wrists and ankles together was removed, then she sat up like before and the two boys worked together to untie her wrists, ankles, and upper body.
"Okay, that was some experience."
"Did you like it?" asked the older boy, who was still untying her wrists.
"Um, I guess," she said. "I mean, it was pretty tight, and the position was, well, really hard to escape from."
"Yeah - it's called a hogtie, and you didn't get free at all - not even a little."
"I know what it's called, silly."
Just then her legs were free, followed soon after by her upper body and wrists.
"I wish I hadn't let you blindfold me, though. That was the longest half-hour ever!" Tina rubbed her wrists for good measure. The marks were about the same as before, but now her ankles and arms just above her elbows were also lightly marked.
She had to distract the boys so she could locate her sister's bedroom key, but how? The clock on the bedside table confirmed her suspicions - just about an hour had passed since she left her sister all tied up in her room.
"Hey boys, don't you have to go hide your ropes downstairs," she asked.
"Nah," the older boy replied. "I mean, Mom already knows about us tying you up, and I'm guessing about how you lost the bet and got tied up again, right?"
"Um, right," Tina said, very quietly, with her eyes staring at the floor.
She didn't count on him being so nonchalant about the whole thing. The way he was acting now, she'd have to wait for him to fall asleep before she could try and let her sister free.
"So I'll just keep them in my huge closet over there where we tied you up for now."
"Okay," Tina said. "If you think that's a good idea."
"I do. Besides, you lost another bet, and I want to tie you up again."
"Um, okay I guess," Tina replied. "Not tonight I hope. I'm exhausted."
"Just what was he up to?" Tina thought to herself. He was definitely acting differently all of a sudden.
He finally broke the silence, "Maybe. You should probably go untie Mom first, then you can come back in here. I'll decide then what I want to do."
He handed her the key to her big sister's bedroom. Just as she thought earlier, the boys found it after they tied her up and she lost track.
"I know Mom doesn't want us to know about her getting tied up."
"You're right about that," Tina said.
"Honestly, I don't want her to know that I know. I'm not sure how I feel about it."
"I can understand that."
"But I do know that I really like tying you up like this."
"I can understand that too."
"So, if you're okay with it, I'd like you to check back in once you set mom free. My little brother is already in bed, and it would just be you and me."
"What did you have in mind? I am your aunt, after all, and I'm much older than you."
"Nothing like that - I'm learning a lot about this 'tie-up-thing', but I know it's fun and I like it a lot. And you make a really great person to practice on!"
Tina wondered if Aunt Angela ever had a conversation like this with Mark or Jack. It wasn't like she wasn't having fun tonight. On the contrary, it was the most fun she's had in years.
"Well, okay. But if I say 'No', or 'I've had enough', you have to listen to me. It's all about trust. Understand?"
"I do. I love you as my aunt and I never want to hurt you."
"Wow, thanks," she replied, taking a moment to compose herself. "Okay. You've been great at listening tonight so far. I don't have any reason not to trust you. And I have to say, you really know how to tie a girl up!"
He smiled at that, almost blushing.
"I'll see you in a little while, I have to go and let your mother free."
"You really tied her up good!"
"I've learned a few things over the years for sure. I'd ask you to help me right now, but I understand it might bother you."
"It would bother Mom a lot worse," he said jokingly. "I'm glad it's still a secret, even if it isn't."
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The light of the room flooded April's eyes, ironically temporarily blinding her as the blindfold was pulled from her eyes.
"Mummmppphh"
"Hold on big sister. I'll have you free in a couple minutes."
Tina methodically untied her sister, in the reverse direction from where she started. First the rope tying her ankles to her upper body was removed, then her ankles, and finally her upper body and wrists.
With each section of rope that was removed, April sighed another sigh of relief. For some reason, Tina left the gag in place as she untied her.
"Mmmmhummphhph?"
"Hush," Tina replied.
When the knots holding her wrists gave free, April reached up and removed the gag herself.
"Geeze! What took so long? I was starting to get worried that something happened!"
"Blame it on the blindfold, big sister. I told you they were going to tie me up first, and then start the clock."
"Okay, okay! I was in my own little world here, so it was all good. Help me put this stuff away. I don't want the boys to find it."
Tina and April both grabbed the ropes and bandannas on the bed and stuffed them into her bag.
"Do you really think that matters? They know that you know that I let them tie me up twice."
"Hey, whatever happens between babysitters and their clients is none of my business. As long as they aren't bugging me, I'm going to pretend that nothing happened."
"Okay, you're the 'Mom'. You get to make the call."
Tina thought it was funny that both the mother and the son felt the same way about the whole issue. She was glad that at this point she didn't have any boys to contend with.
April grabbed the bag and took a last look inside, before putting it back in the closet.
"Hey, little sister, where's the ballgag? I don't see it in here."
"I left it on the bed - you said you weren't in the mood for it tonight, remember?"
"Oh, yeah, I remember. It'll turn up; I'm too tired to look for it now, anyways."
April tossed her bag full of rope back into her closet, and jumped onto her bed. In a seemingly simple move, she had twisted around, pulled down the covers, and slipped under them in no time flat.
Just then, a crack of thunder shhok the house and the rain returned, pelting the house even harder than before.
"Good night, little sister. I'm bushed," April said, drifting off and oblivious to the storm.
"Sweet dreams, big sister. Me too."