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Fall 1966
Louise's Initiation
Part II
Playing While Tied Up
(f/f), (m/f)
Betty, Maggie, and Louise were surprised to see the erstwhile captor tied up.
Angela and I quickly filled them in on what happened.
“So Louise has to be freed when Angela gets freed,” said Betty happily.
“It means that if Angela here wants to keep you tied up,” Andrew said, looking at Louise, “she has to be tied up, and if she wants to be freed, she has to free you.”
“Can you take it, and will you chicken out?” Angela asked.
“I can. I’ll prove to you guys that I can play too as much as you,” said Louise in an almost subdued manner.
“Here are the rules. You’ll pass this part of the initiation if you don’t ask to be untied, or complain about the ropes or if you’re gagged, the gag,” Andrew began. “You can always ask to be untied at any point, but if you do, you’ll lose automatically. If anybody asks you if you want to be untied or ungagged, you must always say no. However, if Angela, Tom, any adult, or I orders you to be untied, you’re home free.”
“What if someone unties me without me asking or if I said no and they still untied me?” Louise asked. “Will that mean I’ll lose too?”
“It doesn’t count. You won’t lose,” Andrew said.
“Don’t worry,” I offered. “We’ll know when you’ve been tied up long enough. That’s why we tied up Angela. If Angela can take it, so can you. Angela will decide when to untie you, because if she can’t stand being tied up, chances are, you can’t too.”
With that, my brother whispered something to Betty and Maggie, then left and went back to his room. I, per the agreement, stayed with the girls.
“Follow me,” said Angela to the three girls—Louise, Betty, and Maggie. I also followed, since I have to keep an eye on them.
We went to Betty’s room. While we walked the stairs, Betty and Maggie kept teasing Louise.
“Hey Louise! You want me to untie you?” Betty asked, smiling.
“No,” Louise replied.
“Oh, I know you want to be untied,” said Maggie. “The ropes are tied up too tight, and you want to be freed.”
“No, it’s not. I like it snug and tight,” Louise said, knowing full well that they were merely baiting her.
I later learned that my brother Andrew deliberately told the Betty and Maggie to do their best to coax Louise into telling us that she wanted to be freed.
We arrived at Betty’s room. Angela declared that she wanted to play with Betty’s huge dollhouse and her smaller dolls.
Betty and Maggie quickly put the miniature house on the floor, and removed the roof, so we can see the rooms and tiny furniture inside. There were tiny dolls that were designed to be played with the house.
The girls, even Louise and Angela, bound as they were, quickly selected the dolls that they want to play with. Betty and Maggie began moving their dolls around the house. When it was Angela’s turn, she turned to me.
“Thomas, could you move her to the kitchen?” she asked me.
“What?” I asked.
“Please? I’m tied up and helpless, and I can’t move it on my own,” she pleaded.
Despite myself, I transferred the doll from one of the rooms to the kitchen with my right hand.
“No, not like that. You must let her walk. She just can’t jump over walls you know,” Angela scolded.
I could’ve simply walked out, or refused, or made a fuss out of it, but instead, I merely put the doll back in the small room and walked it towards the kitchen.
“So Millie (her name for her character doll) walked towards the kitchen to eat with her friends,” Angela narrated as I moved her doll.
“Tom, could you also move my doll?” Louise asked after I was done with Angela’s.
“Yes,” I merely said, and walked the doll from her room to the kitchen. I seated it on a tiny chair around a table where Betty and Maggie’s dolls were already seated.
“Alice also joined them for the snack,” Louise narrated while I moved Louise’s doll.
Betty and Maggie giggled. “Ooh, Tom likes to play with dolls!” my sister teased.
I merely stuck my tongue out at them.
“Alice then decided to walk around the house,” Louise suddenly said, and looked at me.
I got the cue, and walked the doll around. Betty grabbed her doll and walked hers besides Louise’s.
One thing’s for sure. If Louise and Angela weren’t tied up, I won’t do this. Not for a million bucks.
“Then Millie decided to take a nap on the couch,” Angela said.
Due to my injury, I cannot use both hands to play, so I immediately positioned Louise’s doll so it was leaning on the walls. “Alice decided to rest for a while on the while,” I interjected and ‘walked’ Angela’s doll to the couch and positioned it so it was lying on the couch.
Louise and the others giggled. Suddenly I heard a yelp and a loud “No!” I turned around.
It turned out that while I was moving Angela’s doll, Maggie attempted to untie Louise’s hands. Louise immediately made her refusal to be freed known to my cousin.
“Nice try. But no. Only Angela and Andrew can decide when I’ll be untied,” my classmate declared.
I went and checked Louise’s bonds. It was still tight and to my eyes at least, inescapable.
“Betty, Maggie, behave!” I warned them.
They merely giggled then moved their dolls.
For the next few minutes, the girls played with their dolls. Whenever Angela or Louise narrated what their dolls would do, I was obliged to perform the action on the doll. It’s bad enough that I have to play dolls, but the fact that I have to play with only one hand and with two dolls made it a pain.
I was a smart aleck, and tried making suggestions, like having Alice and Millie being run over by a nearby matchbox car, or that the two dolls had a catfight, but I was called silly, and was shot down. Basically, we forgot that Angela and Louise were tied up.
After fifteen minutes, to my relief, they decided to play another game. This time, it was a tea party. Thank God that my younger brothers, John (6), Barney (7), and Lawrence (5) were at my uncle’s house next door, or I wouldn’t have lived down the embarrassment. Andrew himself was in his room reading.
They didn’t drink actual tea, but orange juice prepared by my mother for the occasion, on a plastic tea set that my sister had as a gift on the previous Christmas. Mom also provided us two straws for Angela and Louise when she was informed that they were having their party tied up.
They made me their waiter. I first pulled the chairs from the table in the dining room because Louise and Angela obviously can’t, and also did the same for my sister and cousin because I was too tired to argue with them. Whenever Louise and Angela indicated that they wanted to drink, I had to pour the juice from the pitcher of juice into the cup, and raise the cup so that they don’t have to bend their heads forward to drink.
It was at that point that my brother came downstairs. My mother shouted if he wanted something to drink, and he immediately came bounding down the stairs. He burst into laughter as he caught me holding a cup of juice near Angela’s head as she drank from it through a straw.
“You only need bowtie and you can be a waiter,” he chuckled as he got a cup in the kitchen and poured himself a glass of orange juice. He then inspected the bonds of the two girls. He seemed satisfied.
“So, how’s it going with the two of you? I can’t imagine it’s too bad with Tom here waiting hand and foot on you,” my brother chuckled.
“Fine,” said Angela. “It’s fun. Want to try it?”
“No thanks,” Andrew said. “Louise, so, ready to give up?”
“No. I can stay tied up as long as Angela,” my classmate declared. “In fact, I’m doing rather well.”
My brother joined us. He took over serving Angela, so my burden was lightened with only trying to hold the cup for Louise to drink. Our talk was mostly Louise asking questions about our tie up games and us answering it.
“So what is the longest time you were tied up?”
“Four hours, I think, for me,” I said. “The longest times were when I fell asleep tied up and was only released when I woke up.”
“Yikes!” Louise reacted.
“I think thirty or forty minutes, maybe an hour,” my brother answered.
“Have any of you escaped each other’s ropes?” she asked.
“Oh lots of times,” I laughed.
“Yeah. Especially when we started these sort of games a couple of months ago,” Andrew stated. “We weren’t as good at knots then as we are now.”
“And because we like to help you,” Betty added. “How many times have I freed either one of you?”
I laughed. “Yes, you’re quite a handful!”
“Oh that stops next winter,” Angela laughed. “You’ll be nine, and you’ll be mine!”
“And mine, lil’ sister,” I added.
“And also mine,” said Andrew. “And Maggie too!”
My sister and cousin showed shocked and scared expressions in their faces.
“Oh you horrible, horrible people!” Betty said before bursting into laughter.
We continued our talk for the next ten minutes, after which Andrew went back to his room, and the girls decided to play another game.