This is a sequel of sorts to my last experience with my friend Sara. This occurred a few weeks after the last incident.
Once again, there was three of us collected in front of a movie. Sara, and the other friend who we'll call Andrew, had arrived to hang out with me for awhile, and out of boredom (I think lol) , Sara started to begin to poke me once again. With the same blue roll of tape setting on the table, it was like she was prodding me to wrap her up, like a dog bothers a master with their leash in mouth, to go for a walk. She began to say "poke" each time she got me too, so the natural solution was a piece of tape over her lips.
"Mpmmo," Sara would still try to pronounce, "poke", and she continued to poke me. I started to make fun of her efforts at speech, saying things like, "What did you say? Coke? We could arrange that, but where's your money?"
Of course it was kiddingly, and it wasn't long before I out-annoyed her, and as I changed the volume on the tv she was quick to place and press a large piece of tape over my mouth as I turned around to look at her. I mmphed a lot (I love gag-talk, even when i'm the one helplessly mumbling), and Andrew began to laugh at my predicament. He became distracted, and before you could say, "Rippppp, press, mmph," he too was silenced with blue tape.
Eventually Sara ripped the tape harshly off of each of our mouths, but let me add she was careful to pull her own tape gag off. "You're almost worse like that, but at least you can't insult me, and you end up sounding like an imbecile!" Sara exclaimed looking at me with joking eyes.
Little did she know what she had earned herself! Minutes later I had her wrists wrapped together in front, but I also had her arms bound tightly to her torso. Her thighs and ankles came next, but she was not yet gagged.
Wasn't long before we were disturbed by my obnoxious little sister, whom I had to take to basketball practice. Setting Sara in trunk once again, (don't worry we had the backseat ready to go down for her to communicate with us the whole time if an emergency arose) and drove off. My sister had no idea she was back there, but complained about the bumping noises in the trunk. I said it was the car speakers; im sure she didn't believe that. As we pulled out to drop Sara and Andrew off at church group, I had another friend we had picked up on the way to my sister's practice follow my instructions as I drove. "Pull down that seat, and make her quieter, tape her mouth shut!" I commanded, and I heard the transition from Sara's normal speech to a light, "mmmmph!"
We arrived at the church to drop off Sara, fully intending to leave her bound. It must have looked like a kidnapping right downtown, my heart rate was jacked. Helping the wrapped girl up the front steps, we passed a young mother and her son, she seemed to take a nonchalant interest in the tied up girl.
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Sara told me that when they got down to the meeting, the friendly group supervisor reacted seriously, which made things even more hilarious. "Oh my god! Who did this to you? Are you alright?!" As if she could answer, being gagged and all, Sara mumbled and tried to motion to a pair of nearby scissors, which Andrew eventually used to help her out. When her gag came off, Sara said, "Monte and Andy tied me up! I guess I deserved it though...."