I was babysitting these 2 kids, a boy and a girl. The girl was napping. I was browsing this site, reading stories, when- the boy asked me what a TUG is. He was 7, which is the age I got into TUGS.
"It's when you tie someone up, for fun. You know, with ropes or tape or something." I said, using hand motions to describe the situations.
"Can we play one?" He said. I got pretty excited and volunteered to be the captive.
"Go get some tape or scarves or something to use, I'll wait right here." He ran upstairs and came back with 2 scarves, 3 rolls of tape (electrical and duct), and one long rope. I nodded and put my hands behind me. "Do your worst!"
The boy decided to start with tape and wrapped all up and down my arms in no organized fashion. I told him he could do it tighter, and he did. Continuing on that same strip, he wrapped my upper body in tape, connecting my arms. He taped up to my shoulders and down to my fingers before working on my legs.
He took the tape and again, sloppily but tightly wrapped my legs in tape, covering almost everywhere. It was messy, but effective.
"Now what?"
"You can use up the rest of that on me, if you like, or you can tie up my sister. But first you have to gag me."
"What's that?"
"You can stick a sock or something in my mouth and tape over it or make a big knot in a scarf and put it in my mouth, then tie it behind my head. It's supposed to keep me from talking."
"Oh, ok." He took off his sock and shoved it in my mouth, then knotted a scarf as I told him and tied it behind my head. Then, he added plenty of tape over top and another scarf for an otn gag. I made a few "mmphs" and he laughed, then grabbed the tape for a few finishing touches. He taped my feet and toes together, so I couldn't waddle around. "I'm going to get my sister," he said. "Don't move!!!" he took off laughing.
A few minutes he came back with his sister, hands taped behind her, with the same gag as me. She made muffled cries into her gag and struggled. She was 5, so she was completely helpless. He continued to tape her legs and the rest of her body, then put her on top of me when he was done. I smiled underneath my gag but played along, making a worried face and struggled helplessly against the ropes.
After 10 minutes he let us out, but I would have liked to been restrained for longer. He said that he had fun, and I told him we could have TUGS any time I came to babysit.
Later in the same day, he tied my wrists behind me with rope and then attached it to a support beam in his basement, and gagged and blindfolded me with one scarf, but his sister came to untie me after a minute.
(I'll share more stories with these kiddos later. By the way, happy new year!)