my shorties: completed!

Postby viking » Wed Nov 18, 2015 2:28 am

so before i share the story about my final scout trip, i figured i wanted to share what i like to call my shorties.
you see, i do have a handful of stories that i haven’t shared yet, some i didn’t bother writing simply because they were so boring that no matter how hard i pushed my self i still couldn’t concentrate about writing and then i just ended up playing Nintendo instead, and i swear, it didn't help at all no matter how much i tried to push myself into writing them down.

so these stories will most likely never be uploaded anywhere as i still don’t find my self caring enough about them, BUT, i have another category, and that would be the rather short stories.
so i have decided to share them all in one section, i have taken the most interesting of my short stories that i have left and put them all together for one topic, in several chapters, just for your amusement.

so here we go.

Pie in the face:

this story goes all the way back to December 2013. so far we had spent the meeting at baking blueberry pie and cinnamon buns. while we were waiting for the pie that had been placed in the stove and the yeast to do its work on the buns Riley had decided to play on the piano that was standing in the main hall of the scouts meeting house.
the only problem was that this piano belonged to the church, and none of the scouts were allowed to touch it at all.
after giving Riley a strict message a few times she still decided to play on the stupid piano…
it resulted in me telling her to stop playing the piano or we would tie her up.
of course she still didn’t listen so you probably have figured how it goes from here and out.

i came back in the main hall with some ropes i had found in the basement where we usually had our scout meetings.
“last chance Riley” i said.
she ignored me and just continued playing.
i looked at Rodney and Shaun and we all walked over and grabbed her.
“no, i wanna play” she whined as we pulled her away and started wrapping her up with rope.
i was about to place her in a chair but Rodney was a bit against it after Shaun’s accident back during the video marathon.
usually Rodney was strictly against this whole thing about anyone getting tied up, but in this case he found Riley so annoying that even he agreed that tying her up was the best solution.

anyway, after Riley had gotten her arms tied in front of her, feet tied at knees and ankles, a lot of sisal rope wrapped around her body and pinning down her arms she ended up laying down at her side on the floor.
“Tanja, help me” she said.
Tanja looked over at me and said “can i release her?”
“only if she calms down and stops playing on the freaking piano”.
“Riley, i can help you, but only if you do like he said” Tanja said while sitting on her knees in front of her.
“i can calm down, but i won’t stop playing the piano” she said.
Tanja pet Riley’s head and said “in that case there is nothing i can do for you”.

Riley wriggled around some and said “can i have some pie?”
“i make a deal with you” i said “if you still can manage to play on that piano tied up as you are then you will have the first piece of pie”.
Riley looked over at the piano from where she laid on the floor, then started pulling herself like a worm in the direction of the piano where she used her tied arms to get some support from the stool next to it in order to climb up and reach for the piano tangents. then started plinging around on random notes.
Rodney was shocked “what the hell!”
“well, i guess there is nothing we can do to stop her from playing that piano. a deal’s a deal, and maybe if she eats pie she will be too busy eating to play on the piano”.

i came back from the kitchen with a piece of the fresh blueberry pie on a plate and put it on the floor in front of Riley.
she found it a little hard to eat with her hands tied (wouldn’t think that was possible considering how she just played the piano like that) so she ended up laying down on the floor with her face in the plate, chewing on the pie.
“i can’t believe you tied me up like some animal” she said with her mouth filled with pie.
“well you are eating like some animal” Shaun said.
“well you look like an animal” she responded while looking at him before stuffing her face back in the pie.
“hag C**T” Shaun said with a low tone.
“grandpa D**K” Riley responded.
“hag C**T” Shaun said again, but this time a little louder.
“grandpa D**K”
“Hag! C**T!” he was now starting to get really loud.
“Grandpa! D**K” Riley was also starting to get really loud.
“HAG C**T!”
“GRANDPA DI… i think i got blueberry all over my face” Riley said and rubbed her face against her shoulder before she continued “GRANDPA D**K!!!”

i just couldn’t resist. as most of the readers already know, Shaun and Riley ended up together, at the moment of this story they still had not said anything yet about, even though they had been a couple now for a little over a month, still, we all had suspected something for some time.
so i said what everyone else was thinking right there and then “you two are practically meant for each other”.
everyone in the room started laughing, even Riley and Shaun.
those who knew they were together laughed because of the fact that they already were a couple and i was spot on, and those who didn’t know yet laughed because they agreed.

anyway, it didn’t take long before we released her again and continued the meeting as usual.
Last edited by viking on Thu Dec 03, 2015 6:08 am, edited 9 times in total.
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

Re: my shorties: chapter 1; Pie in the face

Postby NemesisPrime » Wed Nov 18, 2015 9:47 am

Guess Riley has a "knoty" personality!

...I'll tie and gag myself now...
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

Re: my shorties: chapter 1; Pie in the face

Postby viking » Thu Nov 19, 2015 12:35 pm

NemesisPrime wrote:Guess Riley has a "knoty" personality!

...I'll tie and gag myself now...


thanks dude, that pun totally made my F***ing day so much better cheers



sneaky kidnapping:

in this chapter, i will once again give a few references to a previous story, the same story that i referred to in the previous chapter actually.
so in case there are any new readers, or if you have a terrible memory, i'll add a link to the story here, so you at least know what certain parts of the conversation is about.

viewtopic.php?f=77&t=24288

this story however takes place in January of 2014, so about a month after the previous chapter in other words.
the rovers had agreed to help out the family scouts arrangements for the weekend, Shaun had volunteered to join me early as possible, so the two of us had already driven at Friday evening so we could start preparing as much as we could in the morning.
you could say that Shaun and i kinda bounded that weekend (absolutely no pun intended) since it was only the two of us the first evening, so we got to talk a lot, Shaun really reminded me about myself when i was in my mid teens.
after breakfast the morning after we already started preparing a grill and a few activities for the kids that would be there.
Olaf and Larry showed up the same morning, while Eire and Ellie would arrive later in the day.
this is one of the strangest January’s i have ever witnessed, there was absolutely no snow at all, but we had a very cold wind coming from Russia the entire month, so it was freezing as F, and also so dry environments around us that the fire-department had forbidden people to have any kind of open fire.
this gave us a problem when it came to the grilling, that was when i looked down at the lake down the hill “hey Shaun, how thick do you think the ice is?” i said.
like i said, Shaun reminds me a lot about myself, so we had a similar way of thinking solutions, throwing the grill and a drill in the back of my Volkswagen, tuning in some Amon Amarth on my stereo, we drove down to the lake.
after a lot of drilling in the ice we finally made it through deep enough to reach the cold water, to check how deep it truly was i removed my gauntlet and pulled the sleeve of my sweater up, the thickness of the ice was about the same as the length from my finger tips to my elbow, so we simply placed the grill in the middle of the frozen lake, while we made hot dogs for the kids, they would skate around us on the ice.

as the kids went home later that day, we would spend another night. at one point Eire, Ellie and Olaf had gone out of the house for a walk and to get some fresh air. Shaun and i got quickly bored, so we decided to grab our shoes and jackets, and got ready to go outside ourselves to have some fun with the others.
i went to check if Larry wanted to come along, but he rather wanted to stay indoor and play games on his phone.
as i pulled on my jacket i realized that Shaun had already left the building.
when i walked out the front door, i felt the cold freezing my mustache, and as i looked around the corner i spotted Shaun who was standing up against the wall with a big grin on his face “dammit, scaring you is impossible” he said.
“not as easy as it is to scare your girlfriend, that’s for sure” i responded. it had recently been revealed that Shaun and Riley was a couple, though they had actually been together since the weekend after the cabin trip when we scared Shaun and Michael (and tried to scare Olaf) to think Riley had gone missing.
i have mentioned before that Shaun was well known about my tie up gear, well, this is when i for the first time truly introduced him to my world of TUGs. i already knew that he was eager about tying up others and getting tied up himself, and for everyone who has been paying attention to my stories involving him you probably know how, so even though he never told me, i had a pretty good feeling at the moment that TUGs was yet another interest we had in common.
when i opened the trunk of my car and revealed the kidnapping bag to anyone else for the first time, you could tell that he was amazed by all the rope i had prepared, just for these kinds of situations.

“are you ready to be my apprentice?” i asked him
“aren’t i already a rover apprentice?”
“i mean my apprentice in kidnapping”
“ah, sure” he answered and laughed a little.
we grabbed one rope each, “remember this one?” i asked him.
“not sure”
“it’s the same one Riley was tied up with when we tricked you”
“please don’t remind of that”.
now to figure out where the others had gone. Shaun studied down the road from the parking lot and said “i think i can hear them over there” while he pointed to the north.
we walked down the road and noticed the flashlights in the distance heading toward us “yup, there they are, and they are coming back” i said, then we both quickly hided in the dark outside the road. it took about a minute before they passed by us, and on my signal we both stood up and walked up behind them.
i hand gagged Eire while Shaun jumped up shouted BOO in front of Ellie and Olaf.
“oh my god, you scared the shit out of us” Eire said as i let go her mouth “what are you two up to?”
“we are kidnapping you” i said as Shaun and i grabbed one arm each of Eire.
“why?” she asked
“because, i’m teaching Shaun how to kidnap people”.

with that we tied her wrists behind her back and wrapped the longest rope around her about 10 times, underneath her breasts so her arms got pinned down. at the moment Eire was 16 years old, she looked pretty much like she always has, she was wearing a white jacket and cargo pants.
we had a short length of rope behind her, so we could hold onto while we walked up and down the road.
now, considering that Eire has been one of my kidnapped victims several times already, i knew that she could handle being tied up and all, but you know, sometimes girls just aren’t in the right mood, after 5 minutes or so Eire seemed to be a little tired of these games, she didn’t really say anything about it, but i could pretty much read her face expression.
so when i asked her if she was tired and if she wanted to be freed again she responded “yes please”.

“rule number one Shaun, always make sure your victim is alright about being tied up, or else, you might get in trouble later” i said as we started to untie her again.
Eire looked at us with a weird look as we removed the ropes “seriously, what made you suddenly figure?”.
"you got awfully quiet" i said.
"yeah, and that is usually a sign that a person is tired or in a bad mood" Shaun added as we bundled up the rope and walked back.
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

Re: my shorties: chapter 1; Pie in the face

Postby NemesisPrime » Thu Nov 19, 2015 4:42 pm

viking wrote:thanks dude, that pun totally made my F***ing day so much better cheers

No problem friend, glad to know I made someone's day better so that's my good deed for the day :)
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

Re: my shorties: chapter 2; sneaky kidnapping.

Postby LordNelson » Fri Nov 20, 2015 10:38 pm

as most of the readers already know, Shaun and Riley ended up together


Maybe someday they will "tie the knot"

Re: my shorties: chapter 2; sneaky kidnapping.

Postby LordNelson » Fri Nov 20, 2015 10:45 pm

“rule number one, always make sure your victim is alright about being tied up, or else, you might get in trouble later”


As someone who has broken rule number one I can tell you that it wasn't worth it when compared to the consequences.

Re: my shorties: chapter 2; sneaky kidnapping.

Postby viking » Sun Nov 22, 2015 1:17 am

LordNelson wrote:
as most of the readers already know, Shaun and Riley ended up together


Maybe someday they will "tie the knot"

well, there has almost been a year since i quit, but i still have contact with most of them, and last time i checked Riley and Shaun was still together, which means they have been together for more than two years by now. who knows? i wouldn't be surprised if they did :) then again, they are still young, anything could happen.

LordNelson wrote:
“rule number one, always make sure your victim is alright about being tied up, or else, you might get in trouble later”


As someone who has broken rule number one I can tell you that it wasn't worth it when compared to the consequences.

yup, so have i, or, i actually witnessed somebody else breaking that rule, twice, so i know really well what consequences it can give :(


anyway, here's the next chapter, though, nobody gets restrained in this story, it's actually about blindfolds, but i think i could consider blindfolds as a part of TUGs, so i'm still sharing it.
TO THE TUG MOBILE!

the "what’s this?" challenge:

during the first half year of 2014 Rodney and i had decided to let the rovers try to be the leader for the meetings themselves. in mid February that year one of the meetings would be a sense test where everyone would be blindfolded and then they had to guess the objects that was in the buckets in front of them by feeling.
Larry, one of the twins, was the one who had the idea in the first place, so we agreed that he should be the one leading this meeting.
of course we had helped preparing everything we needed, and we met Larry about 30 minutes before the others arrived.
today was one of those days when the number of attendants were disappointing.
beside the three of us, only Eire, Shaun, Riley, Michael and Olaf showed up.
oh well…

anyway, the meeting took place outdoor and in the trunk of my car we placed several buckets with whatever we could think about. one at the time we would have them blindfolded and let them try to guess what was in them.
everyone else who was waiting for their turn would sit further away.
“so who shall go first?” Larry asked.
“you are the leader for this meeting, so that is your decision to make” i said.
“okay… Riley” Larry said with a grin over his face.
“Riley! your’e first!” Rodney shouted.
“oh my god” we heard Riley say from the bonfire were everyone else was sitting.
“good luck”.
“thanks”.
when she reached us she was quickly blindfolded. i tested if she was cheating by having a controlled punch toward her that stopped right before i reached her face. she didn’t react, and Riley is very easy to scare, so that proved she wasn’t able to see anything through the scarf tied over her eyes.
this was before Riley had her haircut, so she still had long curly hair. thing is, it was blue…
she had decided to go for a different style and dyed it blue. the reason why she had to cut it so short later was because she regretted and tried to dye it back, but then it turned green instead so she decided to just cut it all off.
anyway, beside of that she was wearing rain clothes, we all did actually, to think we live at the north pole and it was raining in February.

Riley was placed in front of the buckets and asked if she was ready.
“no”
“good, this is the first bucket” Larry said and held a bucket filled with sand.
“oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god” Riley kept repeating as she carefully reached her arm in the bucket “wahhhhh, this is scary”.
she started touching the sand while the rest of us struggled with holding back our laughs.
“ewh, what is this? this can’t possible be good… wait… is it sand?”
“correct, next bucket” Larry said and grabbed a bucket with grass.
“oh no, this is probably something really disgusting” Riley said while reaching her arm in the bucket “ewh, what is this? hey wait a minute… is it grass?”
“correct again” Larry said and found the next bucket that had toilet paper in it.
“oh no, please don’t let it be something terrible” Riley said and started feeling once more “this is… it’s some kind of paper, soft paper… is it toilet paper?”
“correct again”.
now it was time for a bucket of water.
“oh boy…” Riley sighed expecting something really bad “what is this? seriously, what is this? are you guys fooling me? there is nothing in there”.
“yes there is” i said.
“no, i can’t feel anything” Riley said frustrated and started shaking her arm around in the bucket so she made the water fly around and make splashing sounds “wait… this is just water”.
next bucket had a piece of rope in it.
“is it rope?” she said. got that one pretty fast.
Larry gave her a new bucket, this time it had nougat in it.
“what the hell? this is something really soft…” Riley said while fumbling around with the nougat “i can’t tell what it is. honestly”.
“well, i guess that means it’s time for the last bucket” i said and indicated for Larry to put away the one with nougat.
as Larry held up the last bucket with cracked eggs Riley had her arm down in it and started feeling around.
“ewh, what the hell is this? it’s so slimy… and there is some lumpy thing in it… oh, it’s egg”.
meaning that Riley had gone through every bucket, so we now removed her blindfold so she could see everything.
“oh, that’s what it was” she said when she looked at the nougat “this weren’t so bad, i expected you to have something really nasty in them, like worms or spiders”.

next up was Shaun, after the will you be scared if i’m about to punch you test we concluded with Shaun being ready.
unlike his girlfriend he was not as whining about everything, however Riley had more correct guesses than Shaun.
then it was Michael, just like Shaun he didn’t manage to guess as much correct.
during one of the buckets though he suddenly said “hey, i’m gonna scare the others a little” then he suddenly dragged his arm out and shouted “AUCH! something bit me!” while shaking his arm. Eire was sitting with Olaf by the bonfire and we could hear her scream “oh my god, help!”

next up was Olaf, Larry’s twin brother.
“hmm, sand” Olaf said almost immediately when he reached his arm in the bucket.
actually he took them all rather fast.
when he reached the one with nougat he sticked his finger down and just poked it before he said “nougat”.
“how the F*** did you guess that one?” Riley said.
“i smelled it” Olaf said with a smile and licked the nougat off his finger tip.
“you are one insane bastard” Rodney said while shaking his head.

finally it was Eire’s turn. now it was time for some more whining.
“wahhhh, this is the scariest thing i have ever done” she said as her arm was led into the bucket with sand.
“now, what do you think it is?” we asked her.
she carefully fumbled around and eventually said “sand?”
next was the bucket with grass. Rodney decided to stand behind Eire and watch as she stretched her arm out.
suddenly when she touched the grass Eire shouted “WAH! WHAT THE HECK IS THIS!” then she quickly dragged her arm out, she pulled it out as fast as she could and straight back, hitting Rodney in his crotch with her flat hand.
“AH!” was all we heard from Rodney as he folded up his own arms into his pride and joy while he sheared a tear.
“Eire, you just punched Rodney in the nut-sack” Shaun laughed.
“what? oh my god, Rodney, I’m sorry, i didn’t mean to!” Eire said confused with her blindfold on.
everyone else was just laughing.
“that’s okay” Rodney managed to squeak out of his mouth “iv’e had worse”, his voice at the moment kinda reminded of something that would be best to describe as if Mickey Mouse had swallowed helium.

Eire was allowed to continue until the last bucket, she took her time whining through everything though.
when she was done the first thing she did after her blindfold had been removed was to give Rodney a big hug.
“i’m so sorry, i didn’t even know you were behind me”.
“that’s okay” was all he said while receiving the hug, at least his voice had returned to normal now.
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

Re: my shorties: chapter 3; the "what's this?" challenge.

Postby viking » Mon Nov 23, 2015 11:56 pm

alright, next chapter is here, and this time we are going back to the actual timeline we were at, as this is the first story that took place after my final jamboree story.
hope you'll enjoy it cheers

Tess and Ellie is introduced to the Rovers.

during the last half year with my leadership we had a few newcomers to the rover team.
Ellie, Meg, Mary and Tess.
those who have read my previous stories knows about them all, Tess had been a guest during a few scout trips and the jamboree, Ellie and Meg was also part of the rainbow butterflies during the championship, Mary would be Ashley’s older sister that i have mentioned before, but she have never been a major character in my TUG stories before.
just in case anyone wonders about Ashley, she still had another year before she was old enough to be in the rover patrol.
and in case anyone wonders about any other character from the rainbow butterflies, well, those who had not joined the rover team by now had decided to quit, so they were no longer in the scouts.

it late August 2014 it was time for the first scout meeting we had after the Jamboree, the entire meeting went at planning another upcoming scout trip that would be next weekend.
it would be survival trip to test out actual survival skills, and among the things we prepared was the many things we could use ropes for.
what’s interesting about this story was that i for once had almost nothing at all to do with the TUG.
when the meeting was about to end Riley looked at the ropes we had on the table in the basement of the scout meeting house and then she looked at Ellie who had her first rover meeting.
“hey Viking, she’s new, can we tie her up?” Riley suddenly asked me while pointing at Ellie.
“sure, i don’t mind” was my answer while i packed down my knife set in my backpack.
“sweet” Riley said and grabbed a rope “Shaun, do you wanna help?”
Shaun also grabbed a rope and then they both went for Ellie and pulled her up against the pole.

“oh shit” she responded when Riley started tying the rope around Ellie’s wrists in front of her “help me, i’m being kidnapped”. she was wearing the scout uniform and jogging pants, her black hair was tied up in a pony-tail.
Tess who also had her first rover meeting today stood next to them and said “why are you being so mean to Ellie?”
that’s when Riley looked over at Tess and said “she’s a newbie… wait a minute, your’e also new… Viking can we tie up Tess as well?”
“sure, i don’t mind” was my respons once more.

Tess’s eyes widened and she jumped over at the sofa and held around Tanja “help me Tanja, they are kidnapping me” she said with a playful voice.
“don’t worry, i’ll protect you” Tanja said and held around Tess as well.
Shaun kept working on Ellie while Riley tried to pull Tess out of Tanja’s arms.
“Viking, what do we do? Tanja won’t let go of the newbie”.
i sat down and decided to just watch the show for once and let them take care of everything, then i said “personally i would have just tied up both of them if i were in your shoes”.
Tanja looked over at Tess who was having puppy eyes, but for no help as Tanja said “sorry Tess, but i don’t feel like getting tied up today”.
Tanja then pushed Tess away and straight for Riley’s arms.
“traitor!” Tess shouted as she was dragged up against the pole next to Ellie.
Tess was also wearing her scout uniform, but with Jeans, her blond hair was braided.

Shaun and Riley was wrapping a rope around both of them so they got pinned up against the pole and their arms pinned down to their body.
“too bad Mary and Meg couldn’t join you” Riley said “they are also newbies to the group”.
“so like, is it a tradition to tie up the newbies?” Tess asked.
“not really” i answered “it just has a tendency to end up with somebody being tied up at 20% of the rovers scout trips and meetings, the newbie thing is just something Riley came up with right now, your’e nothing but random victims”.
“curse you!” Tess shouted at Shaun and Riley “is it possible that i can have a revenge?”
“nope” Riley responded and stepped back to enjoy the view of her victims.

they let them go again shortly after.
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

Re: my shorties: chapter 4; Tess & Ellie is introduced to the rovers.

Postby NemesisPrime » Tue Nov 24, 2015 12:46 am

A good peice of advice for future scouts: WHENEVER tying lessons are introduced your chances of getting practiced on increase exponentially and almost certain if you're a noob xD
Everyone speaks in multiple languages...But gag talk is universal and a sock in your mouth is the perfect translator!

Re: my shorties: chapter 4; Tess & Ellie is introduced to the rovers.

Postby viking » Thu Nov 26, 2015 1:54 pm

NemesisPrime wrote:A good peice of advice for future scouts: WHENEVER tying lessons are introduced your chances of getting practiced on increase exponentially and almost certain if you're a noob xD


i'll be honest, that really depends on the scout leader or the patrol leader.
in my case, i'm a very open minded person, so i didn't see the harm in them tying each other up as long as the person getting tied up didn't freak out, and as long nobody got tied up in a dangerous way, like rope around the throat or anything being dangerously tight.
but most leaders i have experienced are very strict, and starts yelling at you if your'e tying anyone up, even if the person who gets tied up agrees to it.

anyway, thanks for the reply mate cheers

on to the next chapter!


Meg having fun with the lasso.

i mentioned Mary in the previous chapter, Ashley’s older sister.
unlike Ashley, Mary was a little more of the shy type, and not even close to that hyperactive, they didn’t even look like sisters to be honest, while Ashley was a sporty blonde Mary was a brunette who had other interests.
Mary had been in the scouts for just as long as her sister, but she just hadn’t been around when it came to the TUG stories, that was until now.

during a scout meeting we had found a nice place by the coast where we could throw out the fishing lines and try our luck.
it was september and a cloudy day, so it had started getting colder outside.
everyone was wearing some heavy clothes to stay warm.
Meg and Mary had also showed up this time, but they were not so interested in fishing, instead they sat by and watched everyone else try to catch something.
Shaun had brought along some ropes just in case, not sure why he would need them but he had placed them right next to where Meg and Mary was sitting.

Meg decided to see if she could remember some of the knots she had learned during her time in the scouts, including those i taught her back when i helped the Rainbow Butterflies preparing for the championship.
i was mostly walking around to see how everyone was doing, almost everyone had shown up today, and the rover team was bigger than ever before, so checking on everyone meant a lot of walking forward and backward.
when i approached Meg she gave me the rope and said “look, i still remember how to make this knot”.
Mary sat a few meters in front of her and enjoyed the view of the fjord and the mountains in the background.
“that’s cool” i said “but let me try something”.
she gave me the rope, it was about as thick as my own thumb and i had no idea why Shaun would bring this for a fishing trip in the first place, but i didn’t care, this was perfect for making a lasso.

i gave it back to Meg and showed her how it worked.
a big evil smile occurred on her face as she grabbed the Lasso and said “Mary, don’t move!”
Mary looked back at us and seemed confused “what? why?”
“just keep looking forward and sit still” Meg said.
Mary looked over at the same direction again and Meg raised up as she prepared to throw the lasso.
“and off we go!” she said when she threw it directly toward Mary, we watched as the lasso landed right next to her.
“help…” Mary said confused when she looked at the rope that almost got her.
“just keep sitting like that, i wanna try again” Meg said and pulled the rope back “let’s see… maybe if i stand a little closer”.
Meg tried one more time but missed again.
Mary who now started realizing what Meg was doing looked back at us and said “you failed again”.
“third time’s a charm” Meg said and pulled back the rope one more time and prepared to throw again.
once again she missed.
“charming” Mary said looking at the rope next to her.
“are you kidding me? it missed even more this time, even though i was standing closer” Meg said frustrated.
“here, let me try” i said.

Meg gave me the rope and i opened the loop slightly bigger before i threw it toward Mary.
success! it landed right around her.
“not fair, you have practiced this before” Meg whined as i gave her the rope, but about Meg's comment, truth is, i suck at using lassos, i have tried it several times but it's one of the things i'm terrible at when it comes to TUGs, this time i just got lucky, but of course, i didn't have to tell them that.
Mary looked down at the rope as Meg tightened it below her breasts so her arms got pinned to her side.
at first she didn’t seem to care and just let Meg continue wrapping the rope around her a few times.
then suddenly Meg said “hey Mary, look. when i tighten the rope like this it makes your boobs look bigger”.

Mary’s face turned red and her eyes widened up, Meg had not managed to tie a knot or anything yet so it was easy for Mary to get out if she wanted.
“stop playing with my boobs you F***ing retard!” Mary yelled angry and pushed her arms to her sides so the rope opened up, then she pulled it off herself and threw it right at Meg who was laughing hysterically.

end of that short story.
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

Re: my shorties: chapter 5; Meg having fun with the lasso.

Postby LordNelson » Fri Nov 27, 2015 8:57 am

It's too bad that Meg made that comment, it would have been interesting to see how far Mary would have gone, up until that point she seemed to be playing along.

Re: my shorties: chapter 5; Meg having fun with the lasso.

Postby viking » Sat Nov 28, 2015 5:20 am

LordNelson wrote:It's too bad that Meg made that comment, it would have been interesting to see how far Mary would have gone, up until that point she seemed to be playing along.

from my angle, it seemed more like Mary didn't really care, but knowing her right, i think she eventually would have had enough anyway and put a stop to it, but yeah, i agree with you, it would have been interesting to see how long Mary would have been willing to be tied up.

thanks for the reply bro cheers


NEXT CHAPTER!


Wood chopping.

so once a month the rovers would spend a weekend wood chopping, the wood would be sold after it had dried and then we would use the money to support our scout trips.
this would always take place by the farm next to scoutmaster Karen’s vacation house, and we would usually sleep over for at least one night.
this story takes place a weekend in November, and the first day couldn’t have gone any worse, the ATV managed to get stuck in the mud, and we needed it to get all the lumber out of the woods and to the farm were it would be chopped and packed.
while Shaun, Michael and i was pushing all we could to get that damn thing out of the mud, Ellie came down to us from the farm and said “Riley had an accident”.
we all stopped pushing and looked at her “what?”
“she cut her finger on the saw, Karen is gonna take her to the hospital to sew it”.
Shaun’s eyes widened “Riley is hurt?” then he let go off the ATV and started running as fast as he could up to the farm house.
“i think we should follow him” i said, Michael nodded in agreement.
when we got back up, Shaun and Riley was already in Karen’s car, ready to leave and Karen gave me the keys to the house.
we were on our own.

it had gotten dark, we had agreed to wait until morning before we did anything about the ATV, it would get colder during the night, so maybe the soil would freeze, then it would be easier to push it out of the mud.
we had lighted up the fireplace, and the three of us enjoyed ourselves with a cup of tea in the hot and cosy living room.
“how much wood would a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood” Michael said.
i quickly responded with “a wood chuck would chuck no amount of wood since a wood chuck can’t chuck wood”.
Ellie looked at us confused and said “what?”
i shortly after received a text from Riley who had sent me a picture of her finger with five stings and some dried off blood.
“Riley says she’s okay, but neither she or Shaun will be back for this weekend” i said.
“so it was that bad?” Michael said and peeked at the photo on my phone.
“yup, Karen won’t be back either, she had some business in town, so she would have left tonight anyway, but Eire is on her way, so she will still help us tomorrow”.

i’m not sure how the conversation went on, or how it ended up with it, but Ellie being in the age when these sort of things starts getting interesting and Michael being the typical skirt hunter, it somehow ended up with a conversation about sex.
“i remember when i was in high school, one of my classmates appeared to have a thing for poo” i mentioned.
“what?” was Ellie’s response while Michael laughed out a “for real?”
“i think it was a fetish he had”.
“you can have a fetish for poop?” Michael laughed.
“there are fetishes for everything” i responded “some are more common than others”.
Ellie still seemed a little confused and finally dared to ask “what’s a fetish?”
so for the next minutes we had to explain that to her as well, i know it might seem inappropriate, but she was 15 years old, soon 16, most kids that age has already learned those things from the internet, so i didn’t really think so much about it that moment.
suddenly she asked me “do you have any fetishes Viking?”
“everyone has a fetish, heck, i got at least three”.
“what kind of fetishes do you have then?”
“now that, is a secret” i said, of course i didn’t want to go too detailed onto my personal life with any of them.

the morning after, just like i had predicted, the soil had frozen over, so it would be a lot easier to push the ATV out of the mud. by now Eire had also arrived, so we ate breakfast, had a cup of coffee, and got started working.
we had plenty with lumber that had already been chopped up, so most of the work went at packing it in the bags and sort them out.
the laziest was Eire, who had not been there at all the day before, so it’s not like she could have been too tired to work.
in the end i got tired of her laziness and said “well, if you aren’t gonna help us, then you might as well stay tied up so you can’t work at all”.
“no… i will work” she said, then lifted a piece of wood and sat down on one of the bags we had packed… and there she sat until i said “weren’t you gonna help us?”
“i’m tired”
“so are we, we worked 10 hours yesterday” i said “what did you do?”
“i helped mom at the café”
“for how long, and how much did you do?”
“2 hours… cleaned the tables…” she responded “and Sabella was there too, she had rubbed chewing gum over a table that i had to scrap off… that was mean of her…”
“i agree, that was a dumb thing she did, i would have been pissed, but you don’t have any excuses really for not working, so either you help us out or i’ll tie you up so you have an excuse”.
Eire didn’t respond at first, so i picked a rope hanging from the wall next to the saw and said “last chance”.
her respond was “i’m tired…”

with that i carefully lifted her up by her shoulders and made her stand up against a support pole, she was wearing a white jacket, work gloves, black cargo pants and mountain boots, her long black hair was tied up in a pony tail.
i wrapped the rope a few times around her first, under her breasts so her arms got pinned to her side from her elbows and up.
then i continued the same way but around the support pole as well so she had her back pinned up to it, the rope went around her about 10 times in total.
next i decided to try something i had been thinking about for a long time to try out, and since i had the chance now anyway, then why not, i pulled the rope between Eire and the support pole, then i wrapped the rope around it self so it got cinched, that way i discovered that the regular cartoon tie up we all know has a lack of effect suddenly held much better, even though i still had not tied her wrists together, she still found it hard to struggle against.
just to be sure, i tied a reef knot and led the remaining of the rope toward her wrists and tied them together behind the pole.
“are you done?” she asked me.
“you aren’t gagged, but i think this should do”.
she didn’t stay tied up for long though, when Ellie suggested that i should untie Eire so she could help us work again i asked her jokingly “maybe you wanna be tied up as well? then you don’t have to work either”.
“in that case” Michael said “you might as well just tie me up too, because i’m not working if neither of them are”.
as fun as it would have been to tie all three of them up, i knew that we had to finish the job, and i didn’t want to do everything by myself either, so my conclusion was that play time was over, while Ellie and i started working on untying Eire again ASAP so we could get back to work, Ellie suddenly asked me “hey Viking, do you have a knotting fetish or something?”
“of course!” Michael said with a big smile “now it all makes sense”.

“oh crap, you guys are onto me” i said with a sarcastic tone, then i continued saying with the most serious poker face i have ever used. “let’s just continue working now, shall we?”
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

Re: my shorties: chapter 6; Wood chopping.

Postby canuck100 » Sat Nov 28, 2015 7:42 am

Every time I see that you posted a story, it makes me smile. They're always fun to read.

Re: my shorties: chapter 6; Wood chopping.

Postby viking » Mon Nov 30, 2015 12:44 am

canuck100 wrote:Every time I see that you posted a story, it makes me smile. They're always fun to read.

thanks mate :D glad you enjoy them cheers

and here we go, the next shortie!


Olaf couldn’t stay numb.

so during another scout meeting, it was in late november 2014 and we had a handicapped quiz.
i had prepared a quiz for the scouts and simply told them that they all would get a handicap of some kind to make the quiz harder.
due to the weather (ice cold rain) and lack of daylight we had figured that the best would be to have the meeting indoor so the paper wouldn’t get wet and so at least some of them could see what they were doing, though some would be blindfodled.
this time not many had been able to show up. Tess, Meg, Mary, Michael, Larry and Olaf was the only ones beside me.
i would be the referee to make sure nobody cheated and later declare a winner.
we made it simple, girls vs boys.
on the girls team Tess started with being blindfolded while Mary and Meg would be numb.
on the boys team Michael started blindfolded, while the twins were numb.
those who were blind was not allowed to see the questions, but they would also be the only ones who could move their arms, meaning the ones who were numb would have to guide the blinded ones to the right answer by talking. those who were numb would be allowed to see everything but couldn’t move any muscles below their neck.
everyone was allowed to communicate freely, so the numb ones would have to read the question for the blind in order to let them agree about the right or wrong answer.

originally i had planned that the numbs would be tied up to make sure they didn’t cheat, but since Meg didn’t want to be blind and i knew she didn’t like being tied up i figured the best would be to let the ropes stay in my kidnap supply bag for now without even mentioning it…
that was until i noticed a certain young man who clearly was not able to stay numb at all.
“Olaf, you are not supposed to use your arms” i said strict.
“meh” Olaf responded and let his arm back under the table.
after a while Michael wanted to switch place since Larry was a slow reader and Olaf was not any help at all. so Larry would be the blind while Michael took place as the one being numb next to Olaf.
Mary also wanted to switch place and soon Tess was sitting numb next to Mary who was blindfolded.

still, there was one little problem… Olaf was not able to stay numb!
after i had told him five times, and he still wasn’t able to listen i said “next time, i will tie your arms behind you to avoid cheating”. of course Olaf still had to keep moving his arm around, so i had to prove that i meant business.
i went to my bag, found a cotton rope and walked to Olaf’s chair, then i grabbed his arms and pulled them behind the chair and started tying the rope around his wrists.
he didn’t protest at all, like a kid he just said “hehehe, you can’t stop the arms”.
“you wanna bet on that?” i said and attached his wrists to the back of the chair.
he was wearing jeans and a green sweater by the way.

“what rock band was originally formed by Axl Rose, Steven Adler, Duff McKagen, Izzy Stradlin and Saul Hudson. option one; Bon Jovi, option two; Guns N’ Roses, Option three; Iron Maiden” Tess read the question for her team mates when i walked back to check on them.
“oh, i heard this one before” Meg said “but i don’t remember”.
“i think Iron Maiden” Tess said while looking at the answers.
“no, i don’t think it was… i got a feeling that it was Guns N’ Roses” Meg said.
“i don’t know anything about this, so don’t ask me” Mary said.
“no, i’m pretty sure it was Iron Maiden” Tess said once more “let me have a look on that paper again. what rock band was originally formed by Axl Rose, Steven… Axl Rose… of course it’s Guns N’ Roses… stupid me… Meg is right, cross out two. move your arm more to the right. little more Mary. there you go”.

walking back to the boys again it seemed like Olaf was now more interested in finding a way to untie himself so he could keep bugging me with how he cheated and not being numb.
Michael and Larry focused more on the paper than they cared about Olaf.
“the arms will strike back” Olaf said with a spooky voice when i stood behind him to check that i hadn’t tied his arms too tight or too loose.
the quiz pretty much continued like this. Joe arrived later too, he had been on swimming practice with some actual blind kid he was looking out for so he was excused for being late to the meeting.
Joe jumped in with the boys and got numb himself pretty soon and helped out with the remaining questions.

finally when the time was up i untied Olaf and then we calculated who had the biggest score.
the girls won and thats all for this short story.
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

Re: my shorties: chapter 7; Olaf couldn't stay numb.

Postby viking » Wed Dec 02, 2015 1:28 am

time for another chapter, and i hope you guys will enjoy reading cheers

international exploration.

a few weeks after the handicap quiz, we were now in December and still not seeing any sign of snow. just roads covered in ice.
this time we had an international meeting and everyone had to dress up like they came from a different country and bring something typical from that country.
i personally had chosen Canada, so i had dressed up like a lumberjack with a red checkered jacket and carried a rope and a axe.
Rodney had chosen USA, so he had dressed up like a cowboy.
Meg had originally planned for England, but decided to go for Mexico instead, so she showed up with a poncho and a sombrero.
When Tess arrived i got one hell of a surprise as i suddenly witnessed something i never thought i would get to see.
Tess walked up the stairs in the scout meeting house and pulled off her black coat, showing her outfit.
on top of her long blond hair she was wearing a typical English cap, she was wearing a black sweater and hanging down from her waist was a black and white patterned tartan skirt that reached to her knees.
‘am i seeing right? Tess wearing a skirt?’ was my exact thought at the moment.
now, i have never looked at Tess in a sexual kinda way to be honest, and i still didn’t, to me Tess was kinda like a little sister, but i knew Tess really well, and the truth is that i know she hates to wear typical girly clothes.
she’s the type you to a certain degree would describe as a tomboy, so to see her wear a skirt was a very big surprise.
i say to a certain degree because she did have a girly side too, but it wasn’t exactly a regular side of her.

“oy mate, i’m a Canadian lumberjack and i am about to serve Canadian fluffy pancakes with maple syrup, where in the world are you from?” i said when she walked through the kitchen door.
“i come from Scotland, and i have brought Whisky” was her answer as she held up a tiny bottle.
“WHAT?!” Rodney said shocked “where did you get Whisky?”
“my mom, and don’t worry it’s just a few drops. i don’t have any plans on serving anything with alcohol at a scout meeting, it’s just a smell sample” Tess said.
soon Sabella, Riley and Shaun arrived, they were going for some African country.
not that many other showed up, the twins arrived eventually as well, but they had not bothered looking up a country at all, so they just showed up in regular scout uniforms instead.
beside of us, pretty much everyone had notified that they would not be present at the meeting that day.

after the presentations i decided to make a lasso of the rope i had brought along, it was a long cotton rope, about 15 meters in length.
i showed it to Shaun and said “should we try to catch ourself a damsel in distress?”
Shaun just laughed as we looked at Tess.
“Tess, stand still” he said.
“why?”
before she knew it Shaun tried to throw the lasso at her, but she managed to avoid it “hey, what’s the big idea?”
“damn” Shaun said.
“let me try now” i said and got the rope, but do you remember what i said in a previous chapter about how i actually suck at using lassos? yeah, so i missed as well.
“really?” she said with a raised eyebrow.
we continued a couple of attempts, eventually Shaun managed to throw the loop around Tess and pulled her in, but it only took a few seconds before Tess pulled her arms out again, pushed the rope down and walked out of it.
“let me try again” i said and got the rope.
“seriously? how long are you planning on keeping up with this?” Tess said while i finally also managed to throw the rope around her.
while i kept wrapping the rope around her she said “i’m really not in the mood for this”.
i looked into her eyes and noticed that she had a very serious look on her face.
“alright, enough is enough” i said and loosened up the rope.
like i have said before, when somebody makes it perfectly clear that they don’t want to be tied up, that’s when i stop.

rest of the meeting went pretty much like we had planned.
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

Re: my shorties: chapter 8; international exploration.

Postby viking » Thu Dec 03, 2015 6:08 am

last chapter everyone, i hope you guys will enjoy reading it cheers


my last scout meeting…

…did not have any TUGs, but i actually did have the chance if i had wanted.
it was December 15th 2014, Rodney and i had a system that those who were active at meeting up with their scout uniforms, would be rewarded by the end of the year.
so i had prepared x-mas gifts for those that had a good score, not any expensive gifts, but they would be useful for their scouting in the future.

however, they were different, since Ellie, Mary and Meg had not been involved with the rovers before, they would be given the same black hoodies with the rovers patrol logo on the back that everyone else had. Tess would also have gotten one, but since she was with the rovers during the jamboree she had already received one, meaning she would get the same gifts as the others.

of course, the sweaters needed a lot more gift wrapping due to their size, in other words, those three presents were a lot bigger than the others.
Tess and Riley had noticed, and sometimes i find it amazing how 16 year old girls can act like they are only six.
out of jealousy over the size of the presents they stole one each of the bigger gifts and started running down to the basement with them.

when i followed them i got a little surprise as Caitlin B. walked in the main entrance.
she had traveled all the way to our town, that’s a 5 hour long trip with train and bus, and it was during a school week, just because she wanted to attend my last meeting with the scouts.
i gave her a hug and told her that the others was upstairs, i would be right there in a few seconds.
as much as i appreciated Caitlin’s visit, i still had to take care of those two thieves in the basement.

when i arrived i spotted them around the corner, hiding behind some furnitures, with their arms tightly wrapped around each other and the presents.
“alright, playtime is over, give me those presents back” i said as i stood above them.
“no” they responded together.
“i’ll get my duct tape if you don’t”
“AHH! HELP!” they both said playfully, dammit, when they act up like this it usually means they are playing along, so if i had wanted to, i could have just gone to my car, get the tape roll in the trunk and tie them up with it.
but a thought appeared to me.
as much fun as it would have been, as much as it seemed like they were playing along and possible be okay about one last TUG, for once i told myself no… this is the last time i have together with them, do i really want them to remember me for being the guy that always tied them up?

truth is, most likely they already would remember me for many of our TUGs, but this was supposed to be a meeting with chilling, not a meeting were i would put everyone into a bondage segment.
this was one of those times where i had to show them why i had been picked out to be the leader of this group in the first place, so with a serious tone in my voice i said “stop fooling around, now give me back those presents so we can go back up and enjoy the food Rodney and i have prepared”.
they both sighed, almost like they were a little disappointed.

at the end of the meeting i had everyone sign my rover hoodie, which i later hung up on my wall, and as we all gathered in the shape of a horseshoe, i have to admit, it felt strange to deliver the keys to Rodney, and it felt even more awkward to sing the scout pray knowing that this would be the last time.
it felt weird to say “and for the last time i will tell you, be prepared” and do the scout salute for the final time as well, but even though it all felt weird, it also felt relieving.

i had my reasons why i decided to quit the scouts, and the reasons are rather personal, so i hope everyone will respect that i don’t wanna talk too much about it, all i can say is that i had my struggles, and i realized that i had to quit the scouts organization in order to get a hold of myself, it was the only way i could possible fix my personal life.
it worked really well too, at the moment i let go of the scouts organization everything felt better, it’s sad in one way, considering how much i had achieved during my time there and how much i love spending time out in the nature, the 15 years i had spent with the scouts was one of those things that truly built my character, not forgetting that my time as the rover leader had affected the life of several other youths that i also have to admit were a great gang.

you guys have only been reading my stories about when a TUG came along, but there was so much more about the scouts than just that, i have gained friends from all over the world, seen countries i only have imagined i could visit, the scouts brought me to the top of the Swiss alps, to the geysers and volcanos of Iceland and many other places.

i have helped several people getting through their struggles, building up the self esteem of several of the members in my rover patrol, giving them advices when they needed, been there for them when they truly needed someone strong that would listen too them.
they came to me with every kind of problem, typical teenage issues like watching their best friend steal the girl they have a crush for, menstruation issues, divorced parents. then it was the more serious problems like parents with alcohol problems, the loss of a father who died from cancer, i even had one person coming to me because she got sexually molested by her teacher when she was a kid. that last person was not anyone in my patrol, but still a person i knew through the scouts.
i honestly have no idea how many times someone literally had cried on my shoulder because of their own personal issues.

too bad that i never found anyone among them that could help me with my problems, if i had, then maybe i wouldn’t have had to leave the organization, but to say adios to the scouts was probably the best thing i could have ever done for my own personal struggles.
who knows, maybe one day when i have straightened up everything, i might go back…

anyway…
after the scout salute i said “don’t forget to brush your teeth two times a day”, then i walked into the kitchen to grab my stuff, and as i turned around i saw Eire, Ellie and Tanja right in front of me with a sad look on their face.
“may i help you with anything?” i asked them.
“good bye” they said as all three of them came and gave me a hug…


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so that’s it, that was the ending to my scouting, but hey, i still have one more scout story prepared.
the story about my last scout trip :D
sure, i have shared the story about my last jamboree, and my last scout meeting, but i still had a few more scout trips during the time of September - November in 2014, and the last one of them just so happens to have a TUG involved.
i could have written it in this topic of course and placed it right after the wood chopping story since it took place the weekend after, but it’s a long story, or at least long enough that i didn’t feel like it belonged here with the shorties.
so it will be uploaded in it’s very own topic.

stay tuned!
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape

Re: my shorties: completed!

Postby LordNelson » Thu Dec 03, 2015 4:16 pm

Hopefully you will find the help you need just as you have provided it to so many others. Leaving the scouts gives you the time to pursue other interests and may be through one of those you will find the peace you seek. Good luck to you.

Re: my shorties: completed!

Postby viking » Mon Dec 07, 2015 3:56 am

LordNelson wrote:Hopefully you will find the help you need just as you have provided it to so many others. Leaving the scouts gives you the time to pursue other interests and may be through one of those you will find the peace you seek. Good luck to you.

thanks bro :) means a lot, and in case you or anyone else wonders, i have recovered a lot during the last year.

by the way, the story about my last scout trip will be uploaded very soon as well, and i have a feeling that all those who loves my classic stories might appreciate it :wink:

cheers
Once a scout, always a perverted pyromaniac with a fetish for knives and duct tape