## Bored!

Post by lasse672000 » Mon May 25, 2009 4:50 am

It was a rainy Saturday afternoon and my brother had gone to see some friends of his, so I was sitting by the window in my room looking out at the pouring rain, feeling rather sorry for my self. My mother was busy doing something in the next room.
â€œMom, Iâ€™m bored! Iâ€™ve got nothing to do!â€ I said with a sigh.
â€œWell, we canâ€™t have that now, can we?â€ she asked with a smile. â€œWait there, dear. I think Iâ€™ve got something I want you to try on. If you do, you wonâ€™t bored at least and I will have something to write about in my book.â€ With that she left the room. When she came back, she was carrying a bag. From that she took out some rope and strips of cloth. She had also brought a chair from the kitchen. She also had a pair of earplugs.
â€œGreat! Are you going to tie me up?â€ I asked looking at what she had taken out of the bag.
â€œYes I am.â€ she said, â€œItâ€™s for another of my tests. Besides, it will give us both something to do. Now come over here, if you donÂ´t mind young lady!â€ she then ordered with a playful voice with a piece of rope in her hands.
I stood up and went over to her. I crossed my hands behind my back and waited for her to tie them together.
â€œNot like that! DonÂ´t you remember, how I tied you up the last time? Put your palms together!â€
I did so and she started tying them together going a few times horizontally before knotting them off in the middle.
I sat down on the chair, lifting my bound hands over the back of the chair. She took another piece of rope over my bound hands and pulled them through the slats of the chair a couple of times, pulling it tight, making it impossible for me to move around. She then took the third piece of rope and used that to tie my feet together, knotting the ends of the rope to the legs of the chair. A fourth piece of rope was tied around my elbows pulling them together to the point where they almost touched each other. She knew I was flexible enough to cope with that kind of binding, as I was a gymnast.
â€œNow, how does that feel?â€ she asked. â€œIs it too tight?â€
I tried to move my hands. â€œNo.â€ I said. â€œItâ€™s quite comfortable. What happens next?â€
â€œI will gag and blindfold you and put these pieces of cotton in your ears, then I will leave you and go and write this down. Before I put the cotton in your ears, I will ask if youâ€™re all right. You can answer by nodding or shaking your head. OK?â€ She bundled up a piece of cloth and put it my mouth covering it with another piece, tying it off behind my head. She then blindfolded me, making me unable to neither speak nor see anything.
â€œAre you OK, dear?â€ she asked and I nodded. â€œGood. Here come the earplugs. I will put them in and slide the blindfold down over your ears, so they canâ€™t fall out. I know! You said you were bored, right? See if you can get out of the ropes while Iâ€™m away writing this down?â€
I nodded again and she put the earplugs in. I could feel her sliding the blindfold down over my ears, making sure I still couldnâ€™t see any thing.
I sat there relishing the feeling of being tied up for a while, then started to try to free my hands. I soon found out she had done a good job of tying me up, as usual.
As I sat there trying to get loose, I could feel something being put down on the floor next me. Then the blindfold, but not the gag, came off and the earplugs was taken out. I then saw my brother beside me, tied just like me, to another chair. â€œI just couldnâ€™t resist the sight of you two, being tied up side by side! I hope you donÂ´t mind?â€ my mother asked. I shook my head and looked over at him. â€œHow are you getting along?â€ she went on. I grunted through my gag. â€œWhat was that, dear?â€ she asked. â€œOh, sorry! I forgot you were gagged! she said with a smile. â€œYouâ€™re all right, for now? Iâ€™m nearly through writing, but the plot has just thickened. The knight in shining armour (thatâ€™s your brother), that came to rescue the fair princess (thatâ€™s you) has just been captured by the evil queen and is now locked up in the same room as the princess. can they rescue them selves, or are they to thrown down to the dragon, for him to feast on? Dum, Dum, Dum, Duum!â€ she said in a dramatic voice.
â€œYour father will be home soon and dinner is in an hour. See if you two canâ€™t get loose by then?â€ she added in her normal voice.
With that, she put the ear plugs and blindfold back on.
When our father came home half an hour later, we still hadnâ€™t managed to get free and as promised, we were freed by our father by the time dinner was ready, and the chairs were put back into the kitchen.
After dinner, my mother told my father and me what had happened. When my brother came home, he saw me tied up like that and wanted to be tied up the way I was. She had told him the same thing she told me about getting free to dinnertime and then he was tied up too.
That night, our father came in to our room and asked if we had forgotten we were going to spend the next day at our grandparents house. We said we hadnâ€™t. â€œGoodâ€ he said. â€œWe leave just after breakfast tomorrowâ€
â€œDad?â€ I asked. â€œBefore you leave, could you put the cuffs on me for tonight?â€
â€œSure!â€ he said. â€œIâ€™ll even go a step further, I think. Do you want to be cuffed as well? â€œ he asked my brother. He said he didnâ€™t want. My father cuffed my hands in front of me and I lay down on my bed, so he could cuff my ankles. â€œDonâ€™t go anywhere!â€ he said with a smirk. Iâ€™ll be right back.â€ With those words he left the room. When he came back, he was carrying a small piece of thin chain and a couple of small padlocks.
I was told to lay on my back in the middle of the bed and raise my hands towards the headboard.
He padlocked one end of the chain to the headboard and, using the other padlock, the other end to the chain going between the cuffs. This way, I could still move around in bed, but not put my hands down further than just above shoulder height.
â€œComfy?â€ he asked, pulling the sleeping mask over my eyes. I said I was and we all said goodnight to each other.
My brother and I lay and talked to each other for a while and then I drifted off to sleep. It was a bit awkward, trying to sleep with my hands chained that way, but somehow I managed to get a good nightâ€™s sleep anyway.
Whazzzz up!.

### Re: Bored!

Post by Plueschbabycd » Sat Sep 12, 2009 2:34 pm

Hallo I like this story also. I read over and over. But now I realist to witch stroies the are connected. I like if girl tied up with, gag, blindfold and ear plugs. I think we hear sub folder story that are connected.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show