## Holiday Hassles (mmmf/mff)

Post by K.C. » Tue Mar 03, 2009 7:43 pm

It was 2 days after Christmas when I had arrived at Anita's house to pick her up to go see a movie. I had dressed warmly for the evening as anyone who lives in the Northeast knows that winters are pretty brutal here. I was wearing a blue T-shirt with a gray long shirt over it, a pair of blue jeans, and my Adidas sneakers. And lastly, a long black overcoat with a gray scarf for added warmth.
After trying her phone two times to get her to come out, I decided to get out of the car and try ringing her doorbell.
"Hey there, little man," I said to Sam (13), when he answered the door. "Where's your sister at?" Even though he was a teenager now, he still dressed like a kid, wearing a Naruto T-shirt and blue jeans.
"Umm...I dunno," he replied, shrugging his shoulders.
"Can I come in?" I asked, realizing this was getting nowhere.
"Ok," Sam said, letting me inside.
"Thanks," I replied simply, hanging up my coat and scarf on their coat rack and kicking my shoes off near the door.
When I got inside, I noticed Karen (15), one of Anita's cousins, watching TV in the living room. She was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt and long gray sweatpants.
"Hey, so your cousins are over for the holidays?" I asked Sam.
"Yeah...," he said, before running off upstairs.
"Hey Karen, do you know where Anita is?" I asked Karen.
"Nope," she said.
"So, Anita's left you in charge of Brian, Sam, and Lily, huh?" I remarked. (Brian and Lily were Anita's other cousins)
"Yep. It's not that hard at all," she said, proud of herself.
"Well, keep up the good work," I said, hiding a bit of my sarcasm since looking after a bunch of teenagers is a lot harder than it looks. "I'll try upstairs," I said leaving her to watching TV.
"Okay."
When I headed to Sam's room, I noticed that Sam was playing Xbox360 (quite the Christmas present) with one of his neighborhood friends, Jack (14), while Brian (13) was busy tying up his sister, Lily (12). Jack was wearing a black sweater and khaki pants, Brian was wearing a green sports sweater and blue jeans, and Lily was wearing a pink long sleeved shirt with white gym sweatpants. Since Sam and Jack were both taking up the bed, Brian tied up his sister on the cold hardwood floor. She was lying facedown on the floor and her hands had already been criss-crossed and tied tightly behind her back. Brian was just finishing tying her ankles criss-crossed together when I got to the room.
"Hey guys, seriously, where's Anita?" I asked them.
"I dunno," Brian said, taking a short piece of rope to hogtie Lily's ankles to her wrists.
"Mmm!" Lily squealed, as Brian yanked hard on the rope. Apparently, Brian had gagged her with duct tape as well. Also, her hogtie seemed to be a bit uncomfortable as there was probably 3-4 inches of slack between her hands and feet.
"Why don't you try her room?" Sam said.
"Fine," I said, heading for Anita's room and leaving them to their games.
When I got to her room, I saw her house clothes laying on her bed, but no sign of her.
"Anita?" I called out, feeling a bit foolish calling out to nobody.
I looked under her bed, but didn't find her there. I then looked into her closet and found quite a surprise. There, Anita lay fully dressed up for going outside (minus her coat), wearing a brown turtleneck sweater, black leggings and black knee-high boots over them. Her wrists had been tied palm-to-palm behind her back and her arms, thighs, knees, and ankles had been tied as well. Lastly, her ankles had been connected to her wrists by a short piece of rope, with about 3 inches of slack in between the heels of her boots and her hands. There was also a scarf tied around her head, covering her mouth.
"So that's why you didn't pick up your phone," I said, bending down to untie the scarf and smiling at her predicament. Anita just rolled her eyes back at me.
However, once I removed the scarf, I found that she had further been cleave-gagged with a large cloth and that there some strips of duct tape over her lips. I carefully peeled off the tape from around her lips, since it's painful to the skin and started to work on the knot of her cleave gag. However, before I could do that, I was gang tackled to the ground by Sam, Brian, and Jack. They twisted my arms around my back and placed my hands palm-to-palm behind me, wrapping a rope around them numerous times before cinching it tight and tying the knot off. Then, they tied my ankles and knees together, again wrapping the rope numerous times around them before cinching and tying the knot off. They then bent my legs up to tie my ankles to my wrists, leaving very little slack between my wrists and ankles. Finally, they finished their effort by placing 3 strips of duct tape over my lips. I probably could've fought back against all this, but figured it would've caused more harm than good since they were much younger than me. So, I turned onto my side to just wait it all out and glanced at Anita, who shook her head with disappointment at me.
"Yeah!" Sam exclaimed once they were finished.
"Told you we could get him down too," Brian said.
"Good job guys," Jack added.
The boys then pulled Anita from the closet.
"No movies for you two tonight," Sam teased his sister, putting his foot on her butt and striking a muscular pose.
"Should've taken us to the mall yesterday," Brian chimed in.
"Mmph," Anita sighed through her cleave gag. I was a bit disappointed as well since I had psyched myself up for heading to the movies this evening.
"Wanna use them as footrests?" Jack suggested.
"Good idea," Sam replied.
They then half dragged, half carried me back over to Sam's room, where Lily was struggling to escape from her hogtie. However, her grunts and efforts told me she wasn't getting anywhere fast. Anita was then carried into the room and placed next to me close to the bed so the boys could place their feet on top of us. Anita and I just stared at each other for awhile before we both turned our attention to the TV to watch what they were playing. After what seemed like an eternity, Karen finally came into Sam's room.
"What the...?" Karen exclaimed when she walked in. "I thought I said not to tie up Lily," she continued, bending down to peel the tape from Lily's mouth.
"She didn't mind. Right, Lily?" Brian stammered.
"Nuh-uh. They tied me up since they didn't want me playing on the Xbox360," Lily said, wriggling furiously in her ropes as Karen was untying her. "And I helped you guys out with Anita too."
"Sorry...you want a turn to play?" Brian offered.
"Okay," she said, and stayed still as Karen continued to work on the knots. When she was finally free of her ropes, she rubbed her wrists and ankles to get some comfort back into them.
"How long have you kept K.C. tied?" Karen then asked.
"About a half hour," Sam replied.
"And how long for Anita?" Karen continued.
"About an hour...you should know, you helped out too," Sam added.
"Oh yeah..." Karen said, absentmindedly. "Should we untie them?"
"No," the boys all said in reply.
"You know she'd be pissed if we untied her," Sam said
"But it's been so long already," Karen said, bending down to untie Anita's cleave gag. "Are you mad at us?"
"What do you think?" Anita said coldly.
"Yikes...well, you should've taken us out yesterday," Karen said defensively. "Turnabout's fair play."
"Bite me," Anita replied.
"See?" Sam said. "We should leave her tied up."
"No!" Anita cried out with frustration, twisting wildly in her ropes. "Let me out, now! It's starting to hurt," she continued, pulling with her feet on her hogtie rope.
"Fine," Karen said. "I'll let you out of the hogtie, but only if you agree on no revenge on any of us."
"Okay," Anita seethed under her breath.
Karen undid the knot securing Anita's wrists to her ankles, leading to a sigh of relief from Anita. She then untied the knot around Anita's boots, keeping her ankles tied together. Finally, she untied the ropes around her arms, knees and thighs.
"Hey, what about my hands?" Anita asked, wriggling her wrists to be untied.
"Just some insurance," Karen said. "I'll untie them just before our parents come back."
"But that's like two hours away." Anita protested.
"So?" Brian asked. "What's your point?"
"Grr..." Anita muttered back to her cousin.
"Mmmph," I chimed in, indicating that I was still tied uncomfortably on the floor.
"Oh, oops, forgot about you," Karen said, ripping the duct tape from my lips.
"Ouch...where exactly did your parents go?" I asked.
"To the casino," Karen replied, as she untied me from my hogtie and released the ropes around my ankles and knees. However, she also decided it was best if my hands stayed tied as well.
"Well, if we're going to wait that long, can I get changed out of my clothes?" Anita said, continuing her complaints.
"But then we'd have to untie you," Sam said. "So, no."
"It's bad enough my new sweater's gotten all dirty," Anita said, looking down at her ruffled turtleneck sweater. "Can you at least take my boots off for me? I don't want to get any more scuff marks on them," Anita pleaded.
"You do the honors, Sam," Karen said. "She's your sister."
"Oh...all right," Sam said, putting down his controller. Anita sat down on the bed and extended her leg out to Sam. He unzipped her boot and yanked it off from her leg and did the same for her other boot. Anita then stood up from the bed and peeled off her socks using her feet.
"Ahh, that's better," Anita said, wiggling out her toes. "So, now what? I'm not watching you guys play video games for two hours like this."
"How bout a movie?" Karen suggested.
"That's what we were originally going to do tonight...before all this happened," I said, wondering if I could slip my hands free.
"Would you rather hang out here in Sam's room?" Anita said sarcastically.
"I guess not, let's head downstairs then," I conceded.
As Karen help lead us down the stairs, Anita whispered something in my ear.
"Make a run for the kitchen, once we get down...there's some scissors there," she suggested.
"Okay," I agreed.
Once we got down the stairs, we both made a mad dash for the kitchen and I reached out with my hands for the scissors in the knife rack
"Guys! They're trying to escape!" we heard Karen yell.
"Hurry," Anita said, frantically turning her hands towards me for me to try and cut through the ropes.
"I'm trying," I replied, trying to maneuver the scissors in my hand while trying to cut through the coils of rope.
"Careful," Anita warned, not wanting to get cut.
"The rope's too thick. They're not cutting that well," I said, not making any progress.
"Oh no, you don't," Karen said, coming into the kitchen and grabbing the scissors from me. She was quickly joined by Sam, Brian, Jack, and Lily, who brought some extra ropes with them.
"Aw crap," Anita said, as they dragged us back into the living room and wrestled us down to the floor. They decided to re-hogtie us to make sure we wouldn't go anywhere. I didn't put up much of a struggle for Karen and Lily as they had done this, but Anita wouldn't go so easily. Even while on the floor, she tried to spread her legs out to prevent the boys from tying her ankles together, but Sam and Jack held them together while Brian sat on the back of her legs while wrapping the rope around her ankles.
"Ow! You're hurting me," Anita expressed to the boys.
"Hold still," Brian replied.
"You're only making it hard on yourself," Sam teased.
Anita then tried to keep her legs as rigid as she could to prevent them from tying her ankles to her wrists. So, Brian creatively tied one end of a rope to her ankles and passed the other through her wrist bindings, creating tension in the rope to force her legs to bend. Unfortunately, this resistance failed as being barefoot and ticklish left her extremely vulnerable. The boys got her legs to buckle from tickling her sides and the soles of her feet. Once this happened, Brian was able to pull her feet back close to her hands (only allowing about 3 inches of slack again) and quickly looped it through Anita's ankle bindings so she couldn't pull her feet away.
"It's too tight!" Anita complained, once Brian had finished tying her. "It really hurts!"
"Quit yer yapping," Sam said, ripping off a strip of duct tape and placing it across her lips.
He then ripped off another strip of duct tape and placed it over my mouth.
So, we ended up spending the next two hours tied up on the living room floor. It definitely wasn't comfortable and my limbs were definitely hurting as time went on, but at least Karen had put on a movie for us to watch as a distraction. Luckily, Anita and Karen's parents called in to check on them and Anita was able to persuade Karen into untying us both before they came back, sparing us the embarrassment. However, there were rope marks on our wrists along with all the aches that come with being confined. There was a bit of scolding that was done towards the kids after the whole ordeal, but thankfully nothing too intense. But still, this wasn't exactly my idea of enjoying the holidays...