It happened on July, a few weeks after the "My First Binding Rants". I am still 6.
My parents were on vacation, and I was responsible for a kid my age, so they left me by myself. They ordered food to my house all the time, and all I had to do, was get my babysitter to come and sign anything.
My friend Micheal came to my house to see a movie, I don't remember its name, well there was a scene when the boys get tied by the villains but they freed themselves. It was the perfect chance to be tied.
So I said -"That's obviously fake, in real life, they shouldn't get freed so easily!".
"You're wrong," Micheal countered, it is easy to escape from binds, and if you don't believe, well, tie me up and I will prove you".
Well, that took me by surprise, but, after a while I agreed.
If he could escape in an hour, he will win, but if he couldn't, I could torture him.
So I go up stairs and took some ropes, 3 dark black tights and a bandana, then came down and told him to lay down the floor.
First I forced him to strip off all his clothes, including a blue underwear. Then I made him put on the first tight..
Next I tied his ankles, above and below his knees, and his thighs. Then I tied his wrists, stuffed them into the bottom of the tight.
Finally I stuffed the second pantyhose in his mouth, rolled the bandana and third tight, tied it around his face gagging him (like in the movie). For the final step, I encased his head in the third tight, and gagged him with the hanging leg parts.
Then I put him on his knees and started counting the time while I finish seeing the movie. After an hour of struggling, he gave up.
"Well you lose, so its time for the torture!" I said
"Thazz nos fai" Micheal protest through the gag. They wele moz, they can uni ogeder" Micheal said, but I laughed and the torture began.
I sat Micheal on on his legs and started tickling him, he laughed and struggled like crazy finally, I took him upstairs, took a roll
of duct tape and started wrapping him with the tape, finally I told him, "if you have a good behavior, I won't hurt you", he laugh, then I took out is bandana and sit on my computer to play some games, for over an our we were talking (he was all wrapped).
He confessed me that he actually love to be tied.
I said- "Me too".
Both of us laugh, finally, after three hours, he said -"Well, well, as much as I enjoy to be tied but unluckily now you have to untie me", "Why?" I asked him.
"Because I have been holding up for an hour and I really to go to the bath NOW!", laughing I untied himself, and he runs to the bathroom, after that, we both laugh and decided that the next time, it was going to be my turn to be tied up.
The End.