Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby PetSilkenvixen » Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:09 am

I've had some interesting thoughts lately. Thoughts I've had before concerning a time in my youth, childhood specifically, and bondage.

I was brought up in the 1960's, bondage per se was never discussed openly but TV, stories, and movies used it regularly as plot devices, always so the one tied up could be rescued.

This happened when I was ... I have no idea how old I was, I was still in grade school though and played with the neighborhood kids now and then. One day I was playing at the house of two brothers and some of their other friends, in total about six or seven of us. We'd been there pretty much all day, and someone came up with a game to play, a kidnap game! We'd split it in half, three of us would be the kidnapees and the others the kidnappers.

The one girl in the group was picked to be one of the kidnapped, and so were two of the boys, I was one of them!

I really wanted to play this game, but inside I was scared out of my mind! I'd already figured out I liked being tied up, and what if somehow they figured it out too?? A scavenger hunt was on to find things to tie the three of us up with, someone even asked me, "What are you going to be tied up with?", I just shrugged my shoulders and secretly hoped for some way I could get out of it, knowing there wasn't any!

In one of the rooms one of the brothers remembered several feet of rope that was in a cupboard, and he got that, adding it to belts and robe sashes ... that was when the mom called upstairs and said that dinner was ready and everyone had to go home.

Inwardly, I was relieved, and walking home I think I sighed a huge sigh of relief!

It's been within the last year or so, not constantly but now and then, that I think of that and wonder why I was so scared; after all, how would they've found out? Would they have cared? Would we have been gagged too?

I know it was never going to happen when the mom broke the party up. But I still have to wonder how it would've gone.
Christyne

Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby PetSilkenvixen » Sat Jul 16, 2011 7:23 am

Yeah, it would. So what?
Christyne

Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby PetSilkenvixen » Sat Jul 16, 2011 9:07 am

SteveLuis wrote:Have a look at my thread in this section about my childhood bondage memories - I think I understand what you mean by the 'fear', as I mention in that post, I perhaps had the opportunity to be tied up when I was around 9 or 10 by a friend but I didn't make it happen probably out of some sort of fear.

Now I would gladly let anyone tie me up!


Was it the same fear I had, of being "outed" as liking the idea of being tied up?

I remember even having mental pictures of the three of us tied up and cleave-gagged on the floor of the bedroom. Part of me wanted it and part of me didn't. Weird, isn't it?

And like you, nowadays, just say you want to tie me up, and I'll say, "When, where, and whrrmmmmffph?" :) :gag:
Christyne

Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby xtc » Sat Jul 16, 2011 9:31 am

PetSilkenvixen wrote:Yeah, it would. So what?


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Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby PetSilkenvixen » Sat Jul 16, 2011 9:45 am

xtc wrote:
PetSilkenvixen wrote:Yeah, it would. So what?


Stripling!


Thank you!

I actually had to look that word up. For a minute I wasn't sure if I needed to make a defense roll or a saving throw against it :D
Christyne

Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby barefoot99 » Sat Jul 16, 2011 11:09 am

did your friends ever get to tie you up or did you just tie yourself up every once in a while
BAREFOOT AND CUFFED, THAT'S THE ONLY WAY TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby PetSilkenvixen » Sat Jul 16, 2011 12:16 pm

barefoot99 wrote:did your friends ever get to tie you up or did you just tie yourself up every once in a while


Not directly. One of the brothers and I played some kidnap games a couple of times in my dad's attic, one where he was a scientist I had kidnapped, tied and gagged to a chair, then I loosened his hands when he couldn't free himself and he turned the tables on me and tied me up on the floor. And for us being kids, we were really good at tying-up, I couldn't get free either!

Come junior high I started the idea of being the girl and tying myself up. In high school a friend of mine I'd known since 7th grade was getting bitten with the same bug, and I eventually came out and told him what I'd been doing the past few years, and we because steady bondage playmates and until a few years ago, still were!
Christyne

Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby Jason Toddman » Sun Jul 17, 2011 11:47 am

I was lucky. I never had to worry about the fear about being caught liking to be tied up because originally my older brother gave me no choice in the matter. He tied me up anyway to entertain his friends regardless of how I felt. I actually didn't like it at first, and only gradually lerned to because it happened so often. This made little difference to my brother an his friends, who stopped tying me up anyway when I was 12 or so for reasons having noting to do with how I felt about it. Later, when my cousins started tyingme up, they were actually relived when they learned I enjoyed it (even more than they did) and so my friends knowing I loved TUGs was never a problem for me growing up.
Since then however, I've had the same fear about how people would think about it as you and SteveLuis expressed here. One big reason why TUGs grew fewer and further between as I got older and have no been an active part of my life at all since my early 40s.
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Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby PetSilkenvixen » Tue Jul 19, 2011 9:26 pm

Wow, you sure were lucky. I thought I was weird back then, thinking I was the only one who liked the idea of tying other girls up, or being the girl and being tied up myself.....When I was 16 I learned there was not only a lot of people who liked tying and being tied up, but that there also was a word for it: "bondage"!

Then I didn't feel so lonely....except I was still on my own and would be for a while until my friend started looking for ways to get me to make him put something feminine on, and to tie him up that way, usually loaded bets he would end up losing. You should've heard the surprise a few months later when I finally made the decision to confess that I not only liked the same thing, but I'd been doing it for years, and I went with a stuffed bra, undies, pantyhose, all of it, clothing-wise! We were bondage sisters until I once left him in a position I thought he could've gotten out of, didn't, and his wife found him. It was over 3 years before we spoke again and played again, and we still seldom do.

Wanna come to PA? I'll play TUGs with you!
Christyne

Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby Jason Toddman » Tue Jul 19, 2011 10:03 pm

Thanks, but for various reasons (including matters of health) I gave up playing TUGs about ten years ago.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...

Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby PetSilkenvixen » Wed Jul 20, 2011 4:41 am

Awwwwwwwww! I'm so sorry to hear that!

Isn't there any way you can be tied up safely?
Christyne

Re: Pondering a Childhood Moment

Postby Jason Toddman » Wed Jul 20, 2011 7:33 am

Oh, probably. I just couldn't endure stringent ties (like hogties or suspensions) anymore. Ties in reasonably relaxed positions would probably be okay even for longer periods, as long as no joints or other parts of me were stressed and circulations stayed okay.
The real reason I gave up TUGS was mainly an inability to find partners with whom I could have the kind of close (socially not sexually) relationships I had with my cousins and friends as a boy. Many of my adult TUGs relationships have ended badly as well (partially my fault as I am socially inept), which has made me more withdrawn and reclusive in RL over the years.
Dare to be different... and make a difference.
To boldly go where no one in their right mind has gone before...