Liam was happy.
After begging, pleading, and cajoling them for months, the ten-year old’s parents had finally acquiesced. They were at last going to grant their son’s secret wish: to be completely tied up and helpless.
That night, they sat Liam down to give him a serious talk about the adventure they were about to undergo.
“Now, Liam” his mom said. “We want you to know what’s going on before we start this.” Liam smiled brightly at them. “Okay!”
“This is completely and totally your adventure. Any time you want it to stop, just say ‘done’. That’s your safeword.”
“Yeah,” Liam’s dad chimed in. “We know you want to do this, bud, but if you feel uncomfortable or unsafe at any point, just say the word.” “Got it.” Liam replied. “I probably won’t, though,” the little boy replied, smiling mischievously.
They both smiled back at him. “Now,” Liam’s mom said. “We need to figure out everything you want to use. Rope? Tape? Cloth?”
Liam shook his head. “No. I want you to surprise me. I don’t want to know anything before it happens.” They both looked surprised. “Are you sure, kiddo?” his dad replied. “Yeah!” Liam burst out enthusiastically. “So when are we gonna do it?”
His dad was about to reply, but his mom cut in. “Oh, no. If you want a surprise, you’re getting the whole nine yards. You’ll get no warning whatsoever.” Liam’s eyes went as wide as saucers. “Really? Whoa. That’ll be so cool!”
***
That night, Liam walked into his bedroom, ready to go to sleep. He saw his brother, Aiden, lying on his bed, reading a book. Aiden looked up, seeing the manic grin on his twin’s face. “I take it they said yes?” he asked. Liam nodded.
Aiden smiled at him. “You’re nuts. You’re not wrong, though; these are fun. I did one like this at Ben’s house.” Liam raised his eyebrows. “Really? What was it like?” “It’s really cool,” Aiden replied. “You feel completely helpless while they’re tying you, but you know in the back of your mind that you trust them. Oh, and then he basically tickled my toes off.”
Liam grinned knowingly. Tickling was a popular pastime in their household. At least once a week, usually more, their parents would herd the twins into a corner and tickle them nuts. They both had pretty much the same laugh, but were more sensitive in different places. Touch Aiden’s feet at all and he would pretty much flip out. Liam’s feet weren’t quite so bad, but pretty much everywhere above his waist was crazy-ticklish. His tummy and bellybutton would always get a very funny and cute response.
However, it never occurred to Liam that Aiden would do the same to him. He was far too preoccupied looking forward to the game to notice his twin’s evil little grin as he hid behind his book.
As the boys lay down to rest, their parents looked in on them. The sweet little faces were endearing, but Liam’s was about to look a little different. The clock may have said it was midnight, but it was tie-up time!
They crept into the room, heading towards Liam’s bed. Their dad’s slowly and carefully untucked the blankets from around his boy, revealing Liam’s slim frame, clad only in shorts.
He lifted the boy out of bed, and carried him out towards the hallway. Little did they know, Liam was not actually asleep.
When his head had touched the pillow, Liam immediately realized there was no way he was going to sleep. He was just way too excited! He heard his door creak open, and realized that it was happening now. They were clearly trying to be subtle about it, and Liam decided to play along. And who knew, maybe when they saw he was awake, it would be more fun!
They brought the little boy into the guest bedroom, where a box of materials awaited their use. As Liam’s dad was about to set him on the bed, he heard a soft little giggle. He looked down, and realized that his son was playing possum. “One second, honey,” he said to his wife. “I think our little prisoner is awake.” He grazed his fingers over Liam’s bare little tummy, and the boy’s eyes snapped open, and he giggled wildly.
He saw his parents standing over him, grinning. “Well, well, well,” his mom said. “Looks like somebody was lying to us!” Liam smiled and giggled, backing up on the bed. What he didn’t notice was that there was not a whole lot of bed to back up on.
With a squeak, Liam plummeted off of the mattress on to the soft carpet below. His parents were on him in a second. His dad fixed his hand over him mouth while holding the skinny wrists with the other. Liam wiggled about, but only out of playfulness. In reality, he was loving this.
His mom grabbed a long coil of soft cotton rope, and started winding it around her son’s wrists. He felt the tightening pressure, and realized that she was better at tying knots than he had thought. Getting out was going to be a struggle!
Now that the boys wrists were secured firmly behind his back, both parents stood. Liam squirmed around on the floor, trying to undo the very secure knots. His mom bent over, wiggling her fingers on his ribs. He giggled and looked up. “What?” he asked, innocence shining in his eyes. “No escaping until we’re done, monkey boy.” she replied. Liam obliged, and lay still on the floor like a good little captive.
While his dad grabbed three separate ropes to secure his legs, his mom picked up a role of Gorilla tape. Liam’s lower jaw just about went through the floor. He had experimented with that stuff before, and he was well aware of how freaking sticky it was. He realized that there was no way he was getting out of this without help. That made him happy.
He felt the soft, but strong rope wrapping itself around and around his ankles, then just below his knees, and then his thighs. But then, he heard the telltale ripping sound of the amazing sticky stuff.
Around and around his body it went: securing his torso to his arms, bringing his ankles back up towards his butt, and then a little bit of yarn to keep his big toes together.
They stood up, satisfied with their work. Liam was wiggling to the fullest extent of his incredibly tight bonds, but could barely move an inch.
His mom bent down to him. “Does this hurt at all, honey? Do you need to get out?” Liam shook his head and smiled brightly. “Nope! This is awesome!” His dad smiled down at the little bound boy. “Good. Because there are a couple final touches.”
He walked back around to the other side of the bed, and found what he was looking for: two strips of cloth and a roll of duct tape. While his mom lifted the helpless child up onto the bed, his dad set the objects down. Liam looked at them, and his eyes widened. But the grin stayed plastered on his face.
First, his dad tied one cloth around his eyes, quite effectively blindfolding him. Then, he balled up the other one. “Open wide,” he said to Liam. Liam playfully shook his head, keeping his lips firmly shut. “Mm-mm!” he mumbled, grinning like crazy. His dad sighed comically. “Well, I guess we’re gonna have to do this the hard way.” With that, he bent over and drove his pinky into his son’s bellybutton.
Liam flipped out. He shrieked, and starting laughing crazily. His dad took the opportunity to stuff the cloth into his son’s mouth, and put a secure strip of duct tape across.
And with that, they were done. Liam was wiggling as best he could, but was not going to be getting out anytime soon. His parents plopped down next to him on the bed, and his mom stroked his hair. “Now that you can’t talk, honey, if you need to get out, just start snapping your fingers.” Liam nodded, and his dad switched on the TV.
About an hour later, Aiden sat up. He looked at his twin’s bed, and saw it was empty. “They must have done it,” Aiden said to himself quietly. Then, a little lightbulb went off in his head.
He had really enjoyed the game that he had played with Ben, and would like to experience it again. But he also really wanted to tickle Liam crazy while he was helpless. Maybe, just maybe…
Aiden grinned to himself as he crept down the hallway to the guest bedroom. He peeked around the corner and saw a little bundle of various materials that was presumably his brother. He noted that Liam had stopped squirming, and had apparently given up on escaping. Their parents sat on either side of him, watching TV. Aiden knew that if he was going to do this it would have to be quick.
And quick it was. Aiden rushed into the room, pounced on his bound brother, and started tickling all over his whatever exposed skin he could find. Liam was obviously not expecting this, and started squealing and laughing into his gag. Their parents were startled at first, but let Aiden continue to drive his twin nuts.
Aiden was loving this! He had never had Liam helpless like this before, and it was so much fun! But, he wanted to hear that laughter. He leaned over and whispered in his brother’s ear: “I’m going to take the blindfold and gag off now. It might hurt a little bit.” Liam nodded. Aiden decided it would be best to do it in one fell swoop, and he ripped the tape off.
Liam groaned into the fabric, but the pain was gone quickly. He spit the fabric out, and Aiden pulled the blindfold off of his eyes. Aiden looked into his brother’s bright blue eyes, and grinned. “Ready for round two?” Liam nodded enthusiastically, but Aiden was suddenly yanked to the side. He squirmed, but found himself firmly stuck in his mother’s clutches, arms pinned behind him and his legs trapped under his mom’s. Aiden grinned.
His dad walked up to him, and heaved the box up onto the bed. “Looks like we’re going to have a second little prisoner tonight.” Aiden stuck his tongue out, and started squirming crazily. “No! You’ll never get me! Never!”
His mom smiled down at him. “Oh really? Well, Secret Agent Aiden,” she said. “If you tell us where you and your comrade are most ticklish, that’s all we’ll do.” Aiden giggled at the new inclusion of the role-playing game, and he shook his head. “No! I’ll never tell you. You’ll just have to find out yous-AHHHHHHH!”
He suddenly felt a soft touch on his bare sole, like a bunch of little fingers. He looked up, and saw his dad rubbing a hairbrush on his feet. “NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I CAHAHANT STAND IT!” Aiden yelled out. “I SURREEHEHEHEHENDERRR!” The brush relented, and Aiden slumped down in his mom’s arms.
Aiden looked up at his mom’s smiling face. “Can you tie me up like Liam? Please?” She looked surprised, but agreed. “Sure? Why not?”
In the morning, both boys awoke to find that all of the rope and tape had been removed from their bodies, and that a blanket had been laid over them while they were asleep.
Liam looked at Aiden, and then suddenly pounced onto his ankles. Aiden shrieked, but before he had time to do anything else, he felt Liam’s small hands glide all over his soles. Aiden squealed and laughed, pounding his fists on the bed. “Aheheheheheeee! Whyyiiiiii?” he managed to squeak out. “This is for tickling me nuts last night while I was tied up!” Liam responded. He didn’t want to overdo it, though, so he let up. Aiden’s red face came into vew.
“Oh, come on, like you didn’t enjoy it?” Aiden said incredulously.
Liam smirked. “I never said that.” Aiden cocked an eyebrow, and poked his brother in the belly. Liam giggled, and pounced back onto his brother. “I can play that way!” he exclaimed.
Their parents looked back in, and saw the twins engaged in an all-out tickle war, with both parties laughing their heads off. They smiled and shook their heads, leaving their darling sons to their games.
END