## How would you...

Post by blackice6662 » Wed Jun 03, 2009 2:52 pm

I am a 25 year old girl, and I have long brown hair that goes to the middle of my back. I want to know how you would tie me up and punish me. Make it a kidnapping. If you were to kidnap me, how would you do it?

### Re: How would you...

Post by lasse672000 » Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:29 pm

How about like this?
I had been hiding in the bushes by the path for hours (or so it seemed), but there she finally came. She was dressed in a pair of sturdy hikersâ€™ shoes, jeans and a shirt. Her brown hair hung loose halfway down her back. She was in her mid 20:s and people said that she was quite stunning to look at. I too, was aware of all of that, but I couldnâ€™t let that distract me. I watched her go past me before a couple of steps, before I silently stepped out from my hiding place.
I grabbed her by her waist with one hand and covered her mouth with the other.
â€Gotcha!â€ I softly said in her ear. â€œPut your hands behind your back!â€
She did as she was told and I tied them together as firmly as I could. I took a 2 meter piece of rope and folded it in half. Then I wrapped it around her wrists a couple of times, before I cinched it and knotted it off in the middle, making sure she couldnâ€˜t get at the knot.
â€œPlease sir, donâ€™t hurt me!â€ she winced as I tightened the knot.
â€œI wonâ€™t, if you do as youâ€™re told!â€œ I said in my harshest voice. â€œNow, open up!â€
Sheâ€™s actually a polite girl I thought, as I shoved a bunched up piece of cloth in her mouth and tied in place with a folded up handkerchief. She softly â€œumphedâ€ a couple of more times, as I gagged her.
Then I took her to my secret hideout (in the garage) and told her to lay down on her back, on a (fairly clean) mattress in a corner. I tied her ankles together with another 2 metre piece of rope the same way I had done with her wrists.
â€œI told you I would have to punish you if you went back to the house one more time! But you went back anyway, so â€¦â€
I wiggled my fingers before her eyes (that now were almost the size of coffee cups) and went to work!
For 30 minutes I mercilessly tickled her sides, stomach and ribs, until she could hardly breath and the tears were streaming down her face from having laughed so much. She looked quite funny with her make up smudged all over her face.
When I had finished I, of course, let her go. Before she went back into the house to use the bathroom, she turned to me and said: â€You know, for a 12 year old you sure know how to tie a knot, so that no one can get loose!â€
â€œOf course I can! Iâ€™m not a boy scout for nothing you know!â€ I said in a proud voice. â€œWill you come back week?â€ I then asked.
â€œIf you want me to. But then I get to tie you up! Have we got a deal?â€
â€œI swear on my scoutsâ€™ honourâ€ I said. But behind my back I crossed two fingers.
Whazzzz up!.