## The Best Babysitter

Post by Writer » Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:44 am

Hi, my name's Tom, but most of my friends call me Tommy. I'm about 13 and a half, kinda short (5'6"), wavy brown hair and brown eyes. I have a good build and usually the girls are all over me at school. I'm gonna describe a story that happened to me just a few days ago.
I had been planning on watching the premiere of "Alice in Wonderland" at 12:00 midnight, but I knew my parents wouldn't ley me go. But they were going to be out of town, so I thought to myself, "Ha, no problem. I'll just sneak out of the house when it's time!"
But then my parents surprised me: they hired a babysitter. No, actually, they called him my "protective guardian during the time we're relieved of duty". I swear, they acted as if I'm a ward of the state. But anyways, the dude's name was Marcus: athletic build, 5' 11", 17 years old, and almost the same hairstyle that I had. He looked pretty chill, so I thought I may be able to get away with this after all. My parents left on Friday afternoon, so Marcus drived to my school and picked me up after class.
"Dude, you have an older brother?" most of my friends were asking.
"Nah," I said, "uhm... family friend. I'm just getting a ride from him."
"Awesome," my friend Danny said, "but don't forget about midnight, alright?"
"Yeah, don't worry," I said, "I got it all planned out."
The car horn beeped, so I ran away from my friends and into the car. "Sorry about that, buddy, but I can't stay parked in a red zone too long," Marcus said. I liked how he called me buddy; he really COULD have passed as my older brother. I looked in the back so I could throw my bag in.
"Hey, can I move this big baseball bag?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure, "Marcus answered, "it's just my clothes for the weekend".
So I moved his stuff then sat in the front with Marcus. When we got to my house, I immediately left my house key and phone on th kitchen counter and ran upstairs to take a shower, since my last classs was P.E. and I stinked every day after it. After my shower, I planned to hang around with Marcus till 10:00, when I would ask if I could go to sleep. Hopefully, he would be as sleepy as I would be. When I was done showering and formulating my plan, I got out and changed into just a light V-neck tee shirt, some baggy black athletic shorts, and a pair of white ankle socks with grey heels and toes. It was about 5:00 PM when I got back downstairs.
I still had five hours of Friday and all of Saturday to spend with Marcus. I decided to just walk to the movie theater since it wasn't so far from my house. Seeing that I lived on a first-story bedroom, I would easily be able to sneak out of the window and into the street. Me and Marcus ended up playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl for about 3 and a half hours, so it was 8:30 when we were getting bored. "Hey," Marcus said, "I got an idea: winner of the last round gets to make the other person do whatever they want for the next 2 hours".
"Anything?" I said, praising my luck.
"Yup, anything. I could have you cook me dinner, you could have us order pizza, whatever, just anything that comes to mind in one hour."
"Alright, you're on!" I said. I felt pretty confident, and if I won, I wouldn't have to be so secretive about my plan: I would just have Marcus bring me to the movies instead of walking in the cold night air. And the best part is,is that he would have to agree NOT to tell my parents!
We set up a stock match: 3 lives each. I was Ike and Marcus was Lucario. We both had one life left after five minutes, but before I could crash down on him a flurry of attacks... he busted open a smash ball and won the match. Oh well, I thought, back to my original plan.
"Aww, poor Tommy," Marcus said as he ruffled my hair a bit. "Alright, I guess I can make you do whatever I want, so stay right there for a while." He left and brought back his baseball bag. What I saw next would forever be imprinted into my mind: 3 long coils of rope, 3 rolls of duct tape, four long red baseball socks, 8 clothespins and two rubber balls.
"W-What is all this?" I said, both intrigued and frightened.
"This, is what I want you to do," Marcus said. "Now turn around." So, nervously, I did, and in no time, Marcus had my hands tied behind my back with rope in a tight x shape. He also tied my arms together and tied my arms to my chest. Once, he pulled a bit hard. "Hey, what the--phhhh!" I tried to scream, but at that instant, Marcus had used a long red baseball sock and cinched it in the back of my head, effectively gagging me. He then wrapped duct tape around my mouth several times, to add extra reinforcement. He then forced me to lie on my stomach while he tigtly tied my legs together at multiple joints. I tried struggling, but it was no use. Then, Marcus finished off by bringing my legs super close to my fingers, forming an effective hogtie. I was now tightly hogtied and gagged, and completely helpless.
"How does it feel, Tommy?" Marcus asked me.
"I looked at him with infuriated eyes. "Ooops, we'll have to fix that." And he produced another long baseball sock and tied it over my eyes. Now I was tied, gagged, and blindfolded. I even felt a new sensation in my shorts, which made me feel very weird but satisfied.
"I see you're having fun," Marcus said. I knew what he was talking about and tried to turn back onto my stomach to conceal my evident erection. "Since I won the bet, you will remain tied up for two hours in this way.. Just wait here while I order some food." And so he left me in my room, on the carpeted floor, hogtied, and completely helpless, hoping that he would release me in time for my plan to take effect. After an hour, he fed me pizza that he ordered, but as soon as he was done, he stuffed a rubber ball into my mouth and restrained it wit layers of duct tape. I was anxiously awaiting the second hour, when Marcus's footsteps could be heard. "Hey, are you ready to be let out now?" he asked.
"Mmpph!" I shook my head up and down. What he did then worried me, for he picked up my body, and placed it on my barren bed. As fast as he tied me up, he soon had me free but took each of my individual, and blood shorted arms and tied them to separate posts of my bed. He quickly took off my baggy shorts and tied my legs in the same fashion so that I was in an X position on my bed. I was now also in just my blue boxers. I tried to shake but stopped at a loud sound from my vell phone's speaker: "Hey Marcus (it was Danny... CRAP!) I was just calling to remind you to bring extra money for food. Remember, meet us at the theater at 11:30 PM sharp!"
Danny was an idiot. "Thanks for your call," Marcus said teasingly. "So... your friend called at about 4:30, while you were in the shower. I just so happened to hear that you were going to a movie? Tonight? While I was supposed to watch over you?" Marcus sounded a bit annoyed, but had a playful tone.
"Well, now I can keep watch on you... fortunately, I was intending on tying you up this weekend anyways, but now I have more of an incentive to KEEP you tied up." Marcus came up and removed the blindfold. "Ok, Tommy. Sleep tight and just relax, I texted your friends that you got 'a bit tied up in other things' to go to the movies.". He laughed happily and left the room, closing the door and shutting off the lights, leaving me in complete darkness, screaming for my life and struggling like mad. It didn't help that all the blood in my body had started to make by erection bob up and down. I couldn't believe that Marcus had tied me up to prevent me from going to the movies! I trusted him... but I guess I didn't give him any reason to trust me. After an hour of futile attempts to escape, I gave up and decided to fall asleep, hoping that my friends would enjoy the movie without me.
END of Friday. Saturday will come soon. What do you guys think? Tommy sure got what's coming to him!
Tie me up, put a sock in my mouth, I promise I won't struggle~
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Post by Boundgal08 » Sun Mar 07, 2010 3:31 am

Yes a good story... though structure is a bit complex! Would be much easier to read, if it was broken down into paragraphs instead of a massive chunk of writing! Though its not bad as some of the stories I have looked at on here!
Though still a nice story, cant wait for part 2
Cheers,
BG
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### Re: The Best Babysitter

Post by Writer » Sun Mar 07, 2010 7:56 am

strange... I thought that I made paragraphs... I'll just double check next time
Tie me up, put a sock in my mouth, I promise I won't struggle~
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### Re: The Best Babysitter

Post by tiedup101 » Sun Mar 07, 2010 8:08 am

I would indent. But, no biggie! Great story so far!
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### Re: The Best Babysitter

Post by Boundgal08 » Sun Mar 07, 2010 10:00 am

Well you have made paragraphs, but not clear ones! It still looks like a big chunk of writing! Though I love the story!
Cheers,
BG
BOUNDGIRL!
Probably the kinkiest woman you will ever meet!
I am a switch, I like to put a man in ropes and also have a man put me in ropes!
I am the 'Queen of bondage'

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Post by Ducttapestar » Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:26 pm

Love it!

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Post by hujikelmop » Mon Mar 08, 2010 1:50 am

Brilliant story, can't wait to hear more

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Post by havok978 » Sat Jul 03, 2010 3:02 pm

Awesome story! Is there anymore?

### Re: The Best Babysitter

Post by Writer » Sat Jul 03, 2010 9:29 pm

Saturday
I awoke to a wet sensation... from my head; Marcus was right above me, dripping water onto my forehead, which was really annoying. "Wake-y, wake-y!" he said in a sing-song manner. "Today's Saturday, and since your movie's over, I don't have much reason to tie you up this morning."
He quickly untied me from my bed and I ran to the bathroom as soon as my legs were free, not caring that I was still gagged. I came back into my bedroom, finding Marcus cleaning up his equipment. "So, how was your first time?" he asked me.
"It was really... interesting," I said.
"You hate it?" Marcus looked sad.
"No, no!" I corrected, "it was an amazing experience, but,..."
"Ahh, you're just peeved that I didn't let you go to the movies!" Marcus ruffled my hair as he walked past me, and headed towards the kitchen to cook a little breakfast.
I was amazed, all right: Marcus could really cook! He was making fresh crepes with bananas and strawberries, along with a huge helping of bacon. "Hey, Marcus," I asked, "would it be alright if my friend Danny came over to play today?"
"Huh? Sure," Marcus answered, tring not to burn the thin layer of fluff, "besides, I accidentally cooked too much food anyways."
Perfect, I thought. I called Danny, and told him to come over for breakfast. As soon as I mentioned free food, Danny hung up and got here in a flash. He was dressed in some athletic shorts, a green t-shirt, and black nike crew socks. I was only in an undershirt and some cargo shorts, barefoot. Marcus was wearing just his white crew socks and a pair of white basketball shorts; he was bare-chested (I grew so much respect for him: wearing nothing while cooking bacon-)...
"AHH! Dammit!" Marcus yelled; some grease just splattered onto his well defined abs. He went into the guest room to put on a white muscle shirt and continued cooking. Me and Danny went to the living room to watch some TV. I told him that I would be back and that I had to use the bathroom.
Instead, I went over to Marcus and asked him, "Marcus, bruh, can we play a prank on my friend Danny?"
"Haha, I thought it would come to this. What you want, a casual inescapable tie up, or-"
"Let's mix in a bit of a kidnapping element, can we?" I intervened.
"Sure; I like the way you think!" Marcus was smiling at me. "DAMMMIT!" more grease went onto his arms. I laughed and walked away.
We ate our food slowly... or it felt very slow, as I wanted to enact the plan as soon as possible. It was during my first bite into the bacon when I heard a rough knocking on the door. "I'll get it," Marcus said. He left, and soon, we heard loud yelling. "ALL RIGHT< PRETTY BOY< HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE 'EM!" The door slammed shut, and Marcus came back into the kitchen, arms above his head, led by a large man donned in all black, wearing a ski mask. He held a gun right at Marcus's neck.
"Don't yell!" the apparent burglar asked. "I'm gonna tell you exactly what's gonna happen: First, I tie up your big brother and you little squirts. Then, I'm gonna take whate I want from this house and vamoose. Hopefully, you're parents will be home in time to feed you.. "
The burglar produced a roll of duct tape and began to duct tape Marcus's hands behind him, and then his arms. Marcus was sat in a chair, where the man taped his legs to individual chair legs. He then taped Marcus's body to the chair.
I was watching with amazement at how well Marcus was acting. He was actually sweating; of course I was a little afraid too at this point, but Danny was about to pee his pants. The burglar then grabbed me quite roughly and took another chair and thied me the same way as Marcus. He then put our chairs back to back and taped them together.
"Now for you," the burglar said, pointing at Danny. The burglar produced another, HUGE roll of duct tape and instructed Danny to take off his shirt and shorts. Danny was scared at this point so did whatever he was told to. What I didn't expect was for Danny to have a hard-on while all of this was going on! I almost laughed, but I had to hold it in.
The man then wrapped Danny's hands in duct tape in front of him. Then, starting from his shoulders. he began mummifying Danny in duct tape. By the time he was done with the huge roll, he had already covered Danny from shoulder to his socked toes twice in two layers of duct tape. Then, he produced three bandanas, and ANOTHER large roll of duct tape and stuffed of the bandanas into Danny's mouth, wrapping tape around his head multiple times with tape. To finish off, The burglar took a long sock and tied it around Danny's wide-eyes.
As soon as he did, I started smiling and silently laughing. "You think that's funny, you little snot?" the burglar came up to me and stuffed a bandana into mine and Marcus's mouth and wrapped tape around our mouths like Danny's and took extra care to cinch the tape tight around my mouth. "Let's see you smile now, boy."
For the first time, Marcus was struggling into his retraints and mpphed through his gag at his captor. The burglar then knelt down beside Danny and hoisted him over his shoulder. He tickled his socked feet slightly, causing a slight reaction from Danny, who was struggling like MAD.
"Well, I think I'll just take this little guy; I'm sure your parents wouldn't want to lose a cute face like his." The burglar left the kitchen and we heard a car trunk slam and a car door slam. The car was heard driving off and by that point Marcus was struggling to move our chairs towards a knife.
I didn't expect that to happen. Marcus was freaking out, when I thought he had planned this whole thing out! Sh!t, I thought, what if this was an unfortunate coincidence and Danny was really kidnapped!? I started struggling too, and I moved around so much that our chairs both toppled over. He hit the floor kind of hard... I looked up at the clock: it was 10:38... I stopped struggling after about 11:29 and accepted fate: we were trapped and Danny was probably lost forever. It was about 2:00 in the afternoon (so we had been tied up for about 4 hours, when I heard a car back up into the driveway... was it my parents?! How was I going to explain this to them?? Someone came into the kitchen; the door was probably still unlocked. It was a young man, about the same age as Marcus, about regular build and wavy black hair. "Heyyy.... sorry about that, Marcus."
Marcus woke up from an apparent nap and started making grunts into his gag. "I know, I know, I forgot to leave you a knife or something before I left..." He began to untie Marcus from the chair. As soon as Marcus was free, I expected for me to get free too, relieved that this really WAS all part of Marcus's plan... well, sort of. The two friends started talking.
"So where's Danny?" Marcus asked.
"The kid? Oh, I brought him to my house for a bit, tied him up in other positions, took a few pics, and now he's hogtied in the living room," said Marcus's friend, Damien.
I was mmpphing to get freed, but no one heard me, or rather, they ignored me. I wondered what would happen next...
TBC
Tie me up, put a sock in my mouth, I promise I won't struggle~
Finding aura is a difficult task

### Re: The Best Babysitter

Post by tiedup101 » Sun Jul 04, 2010 12:37 pm

Excellent!!!!! Continue
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Post by alkaid_ » Sat Mar 04, 2017 1:59 pm

wow! And what's happened next?