A Suckers Bet

Postby kateknots » Wed Aug 18, 2010 12:14 pm

Hi, It’s Kate again. Now I am going to share with you how I got Andria to settle her debt.
Read my previous post for details.

A few weeks had gone by and Andy had not been able to pay down what she owed me. I know she felt embarrassed and didn't know how to tell me she was having a hard time. That's when I got a brilliant idea.
Andy knew that I liked to tie people so I had no problem approaching her with my idea. I called her over and told her that I had a way she could settle up once and for all. She was anxious to hear what I had to say. That's when I told her that I wanted to tie her up. I explained that it would be like a bet. If she could remain tied up in any position I say for as long as I say we would be even. I explained that I would forgive $5 of her debt for every hour she remained tied. That meant that she could pay off her entire debt in ten hours. To make it fair she could ask for her bondage position be changed at any time but that would cost her $5. She could also put an end to the session at any time but then she would still owe what ever her balance was at the time the debt session stopped. After thinking about it she agreed to my proposition. She did consider herself pretty tough after all. She seemed confident that she could take what ever I dished out. We agreed to do this on the following Saturday as my parents would be away and we would have my house to ourselves.
I have to admit I was pretty excited about this. I spent the couple of days before planning everything. I gathered a ton of rope several pairs of hand cuffs bunji cord and duct take. I made a new spreader bar out of an old closet pole and gathered many other implements I thought would be fun to try on her.

When the day came I was up early. My parents left by 8am that gave me about two hours to get everything ready. It was a beautiful summer day. Not a cloud in the sky and the forecast called for temperatures near 90. A perfect day for outdoor activities. As luck would have it we lived at the end of a quiet street. Our house had a big back yard surrounded by a tall fence and facing woods. We enjoyed a lot of privacy back there, which was especially good this day. There was a brick patio on one side of the house. My first job was to remove the two large umbrellas that provided shade for the patio. That meant that the bricks would be exposed to the sun for almost the entire day. At 8am they were fine but by noon they would be quite hot.
Toward the center of the yard was the remnants of an old clothes line. All that remained were two 3” pipes sticking out of the ground about six feet apart. There were a set of pulleys, one at the top of each pole. Borrowing a step stool from the garage I climbed up and threaded some of my rope through the pulleys. Since the grass between the poles was pretty thin I decided to do my own landscaping. I got some leftover wood chips from a bag in the shed and spread them between the poles.
With only about a half hour left before Andria's arrival I went inside and took a shower. I changed into a pair of cargo shorts tank top and flip flops. I tied my hair back into a pony tail and went down stairs to wait.
A little before 10am the door bell rang. There was Andy dressed in green fatigues, tee shirt and unlaced army boots. She had a back pack she said contained a change for later. I invited her in and closed the door behind her. She stepped into the living room and dropped her bag on the floor. “ so how what now”she asked smartly. “ You are overdressed” I said. “Lets get you down to your underwear” “Underwear?” She laughed. “What makes you think I am wearing any”?? I had already decided that that we had enough privacy for her to be topless but the rest ...well ....” Loose the clothes” I shouted. Se pulled off her tee shirt to revel a perfectly tanned chest. She pulled off the boots sox's and pants and stood before me in nothing but a ‘g’ string. When I tell you she was perfectly tanned I mean PERFECTLY, not a tan line to be found anywhere!
I led her out back to where I had a pile of white cotton rope waiting. I spun her around and tied her arms together just above the elbow. Then I added more rope below her elbows. I tied her wrist together really tight and finished it off binding her arms just below the shoulders. I took a scarf and cleave gaged her before taking her over to one of the poles. I fastened a single rope from the pole to one of her elbow ties. I pulled her up so she was just slightly bent over and teetering on the balls of her feet. “OK Your time starts now”. I shouted and started the stopwatch around my neck. I had no plans to leave her this way for more then fifteen minuets but if she asked out sooner it would cost her.
Like I said she was tough and she was sowing it. She didn’t really struggle but she did test he bonds. She soon realized that the ground beneath her was, shall we say uncomfortable on her feet, so she soon tried to stand as still as possible. I decided to amuse myself by throwing pebbles at her feet. The first one missed but the second landed squarely on the top of her right foot, A muffled “ouch “ could be heard as she naturally moved a bit causing additional discomfort.
After about another ten minuets I became concerned about the strain on her shoulder. I lowered her from the strapido and retied her in an “X” between the two poles. I rigged her up in such a way that she was totally stretched with the tips of her toes touching the ground. I knew this would place just enough pressure on her toes for them to start hurting after a short while.
I have to admit that she really looked good this way. I knew she was strong and was confident that she could last this way for quite a while. So just to keep it interesting I decided to ad a little torture mix. I came up behind her and began to run my fingernails down her sides from pits to hips. WOW! did she react!! Here entire body began to shake and her breathing I creased three fold. “Ohhh is tough girl ticklish:?? I playfully whispered in her hear. “Now remember if you tell me to stop you it will cost you. Damn I was having fun! With that I began to gently tickle her from pits to hips. I took almost no skin contact to get her screaming madly. SHe was laugh -screaming and teetering about as much as her binds would allow. After about a minute I had to stop for fear of her passing out. I knew her weakness so I changed the subject. As soon as she settled down I gave her a hard SPANK with my bare hand. She quivered and groaned as I took my second and third swat. By the fifth swat she had regained her composure and had adopted more of a f*&k you attitude.
Readjusting her position I still had her between the poles but her feet were now touching the round with her legs spread wide apart. Next I fashioned a crotch harness out of some rope and tied it to her with a few knots in just the right spot. Selecting a nice stiff feather I went to work tickling and teasing her sides nipples and between her legs. I spent the next twenty minuets really driving her nuts!.
I removed her from between the poles and led her over to the patio. I removed her gag and gave her a drink of water. Within minuets I had her staked out on the hot brick surface of the patio. I re-gaged her with duct tape and while I was at it placed several strips of tape on her nipples and other sensitive places.
Yeah I know what you are thinking but it’s no worse then a bikini wax! I decided to let her complete her first hour slow baking on the bricks. She wasn’t going anywhere so I went inside to get some refreshments and use the bathroom. While there I saw my electric tooth brush. I remembered how I has seen pictures on the Internet of people being tickled with just such a think. Why not? I thought and grabbed my electric tooth brush and headed back outside. On my way back I passed through the living room. Andy's boots were still laying where she left them. I reached down and removed the laces , I had an idea.
When I returned she was just as I had left her. Staked out and slowly roasting. She was well into her second hour and still no signs of breaking. She had been through quite a bit but she was tough, and I think having fun. I could still see the fight in her eyes. Then I showed her the tooth brush. The fight turned to fear and pleading... I know she wanted me to stop but she was still too proud to ask. Good, I wanted to torture her anyway.

Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby tieup2008 » Wed Aug 18, 2010 2:25 pm

You certainly have an imagination there for tieups and torture :mouthopen:
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Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Aug 18, 2010 8:51 pm

Gosh, you sound mean! :shock:
What a fun person to be with!!! :big:
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Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby milagros317 » Thu Aug 19, 2010 2:50 am

Great story! Looking forward to the continuation. :D
I would love to be your prisoner, too. :spank;
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet. :D
http://www.mtjpub.com/ezines/TrappedandTickled.html

Re: A Suckers Bet Continued

Postby kateknots » Fri Aug 20, 2010 5:30 am

Thanks for the good responses. SInce everyone seems to be enjoying this I will post the next part now.




I spent the next half hour. torturing Andy with the electric tooth brush. I started on her feet which drove her nuts! I moved from one foot to the other showing no mercy at all. Even so I paid attention to her breathing and every time she would be out of breath I would stop and allow her to recover a bit. At one point I removed the tape from her mouth to be sure I could hear her beg me to stop. I knew she had no intention of stopping the game but she might have decided it was worth two-bucks to get retied. I moved the brush up her legs around her stomach and pits I even gave her taped nips a go. When I stopped she was convulsing with laughter and cursing me between gasps for air!
After she calmed down I ripped the tape from he nipples. This was a scene in it’s self. I started by taunting her. I told her I was going her nips the off. I told her I would give her a quarter a piece for them. I know the tape coming off really hurt because she screamed and cursed like crazy.
Next I asked her if she was thirsty. She said yes, so I stood over her with one foot on either side of her chest. I told her to open wide, as I squirted cold water in her mouth from a bottle. I laughed and taunted her and told her how much fun I was having making her squirm! I continued Andy's watter drinking challenge for a few more minuets. While I was doing that I pressed my bare foot down on her stomach and chest gently grinding her under my feet. What a trip! I have to tell you she was one tough chick but I was far from done.
I decided she had been staked out long enough, at least for now. So I got her to her feet . Cuffed her hands in front of her. Hobbled her with tour pairs of handcuffs linked together. This gave her a about two feet of play. I put a dog collar on her and attached a long leash. I sat in the center of the patio under an umbrella while I made her do laps on the burning bricks. I told her it was 10 cents a lap. I know she hated it but she continued none the less. She began to go around and around, limited by the hobble. She was doing pretty well for 10 laps then I decided to kick things up. I gave her a drink of water and a 10min rest while I prepared the next torture.
I went to the shed and got two buckets and an axe handle. I returned and placed the axe handle across her shoulders. I retied her wrists to the axe handle and then hung a bucket each end. I then ordered her to resume her laps. After every lap I would ad a stone to the bucket. After only 5 laps she could finally take no more. I asked her if she wanted to stop caring the buckets. She said yes. I removed the buckets and that cost her 2-bucks. Then I asked her if she wanted to continue doing laps. She said no that her feet hurt to bad. That cost her 2-bucks. Then I told that if her feet hurt to bad she could continue the laps on her hands and knees. She said “please no”. That cost her 2-bucks.
I brought her into the shade and had her kneel on the grass. I gave her some water to drink. Then I did a little book keeping. “OK tough girl, You started out owing me 50 right?” “Right” she said. “OK. I have tortured you for 2 hrs that's $4 credit bringing it down to 46, Then you did a total of 15 laps that’s $1.50 off bring your total down to $44.5. You follow?” “Yes” she answered. Then I explained that she had me remove the buckets. That cost her $2, then she wanted to stop the laps that cost her another $2 and she didn’t want to crawl over the hot bricks on her hands and knees. That’s 2 more dollars. Soooo she ran up a tab of $6. Adding the $6 to the 44.50 she now owes me $50.50! I continued my lecture. “See what trouble your boot fetish has gotten you into? You have spent the last two hours being tortured in my yard and you still owe me more then you did when you started!” Her beautiful eyes sank. She knew I was wright.
Deciding she had rested enough I led her back out to the posts. I had her sit with her back against one post facing out into the yard. I tied her hands above her head lashing her to the post above and below her elbows. Next I took the spreader bar I had made and attached her ankles to wither end. Then using rope attached to the pulley above I raised her feet up about 3 feet off the ground. Now she was seated in some not so hot sun with her legs up, which added tension to the crotch harness, her toes about shoulder height.
I stuffed a scarf in her mouth just for effect. I went inside and returned with two clothespins and her boot laces. I could see her eyes get wide when she saw me approach her her with the clothes pins. “I am going to put this on your right nip.” I held it up and squeezed it open. I won’t do it for $2. Her eyes swelled but she said nothing. She let out a high pitched squeal when I place it on. Her breathing became heavier but I could tell from her expression she was OK. I repeated the same thing on her other nip. Tears were running down her face but she was determined to not give in.
Satisfied that she was OK, I held up her boot laces, “Know what these are”. Of course she did. I tied the end of one lace around the big toe of her right foot, then arching it back I attached it to the right clamp. I did the same thing on her left foot. Toes tied back and arches stretched. She know whats next. “$8 bucks and I make it all go away”. We both knew there was no way she was going to last for more the a minute. I started the tooth brush. I slowly moved it closer to her trembling right foot. Just before I struck she cracked. A muffled “No please don’t “ escaped from behind her gag. OK . so It’s $58.50 and I don't tickle your feet. I got a tearful “Un Ha” I could see the look of relief on her face as I turned the tooth brush off.
(Now what kind of a sadist would I bee if I did not mess with her a little bit. ) “OK a deals a deal, no tooth brush.” Then I gave her feet a good 30-second spider tickle before letting her up.

“OK,”.I said. “I know I wrecked you pretty fast and maybe I should have tortured you more slowly so you would have lasted longer. But this still does not settle your debt”.
Then Andy gave me a big smile, “Yeah i am wrecked now but what are you doing tomorrow”?

Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby milagros317 » Fri Aug 20, 2010 5:50 am

Wow! You are create and sadistic. (I mean that as a compliment.)
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet. :D
http://www.mtjpub.com/ezines/TrappedandTickled.html

Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby Jason Toddman » Fri Aug 20, 2010 6:05 am

Can I borrow a few hundred bucks from you? I'd be glad to pay you back! :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: :twisted:
Excellent story. Please continue!
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Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby tieup2008 » Fri Aug 20, 2010 7:08 am

Kateknots - You could always borrow money from me and repay the debt in a similar way?
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Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby Suestruggles » Fri Aug 20, 2010 11:58 pm

I love your inventive style of foot torture, like making her un on hot concrete or stand on rought ground for hours.
Sue

Fit to be tied, wants to struggle.

Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby uemndlr » Wed Aug 25, 2010 1:10 am

Hi Kate, you are a brilliant and captivating writer! Hope to read more soon.
One thing, though, when did you lower the price from 5$ per hour (or change request) to 2$?
That means 25 hours of fun instead of 10... oh the envy.

Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Aug 25, 2010 5:49 am

uemndlr wrote:Hi Kate, you are a brilliant and captivating writer! .

Was that a deliberate pun? Captivating is right! (Hehehehe!)
When are you going to continue, anyway Kateknots? I'd love to read more.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby NaughtyNats » Thu Aug 26, 2010 8:55 am

Hey kate. i agree with Sue your subtle foot torture (heat and uneven ground) is just sick. I love it. Got space for a second victim?
:evil: :tied: :tickle: :gag: NAUGHTY NATS :gag: :tickle: :tied: :evil:

Maybe blindfold, maybe gagged, always barefoot

Re: A Suckers Bet

Postby Jason Toddman » Thu Aug 26, 2010 9:36 am

NaughtyNats wrote:Hey kate. i agree with Sue your subtle foot torture (heat and uneven ground) is just sick. I love it. Got space for a second victim?

Take a number. I asked before you did! :big:
Or is it ladies first? if so, what a bummer!
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...