Missed Opportunities

Postby Kyle » Sat Aug 08, 2009 4:58 pm

Is there ever a time when you think you might have missed out on a tie-up? I ask this because I was reminded the other day of something that happened in the past. I was visiting some relatives who I rarely see when I was about 10 or 11 I guess. There were about 3 girls, all a little older than me, maybe 12-15 years old at the time (although they're my relatives we're not close at all, I think I've seen them maybe 2 other times in my life so I don't know them well). They wanted to play something I've long since forgotten. Anyway, I was to be "punished" and sent to the "electric chair." I was a young and naive and bored younger boy and went along at first. Anyway, they seemed pretty adament about getting me into the chair, to the point I remember 2 of them basically pushed me into the chair and were holding me down as I was rebelling a little and trying to get up. It was about this point my mom called me over for something else and that was the end of the game. I sometimes wonder now when I think about this if the girls were planning to tie me to the chair to keep me from going anywhere. They were definitely pushy about it and seemed like they were ready to physically hold me to the chair. I don't know if it ever occured to them to tie me to the chair or if they even had anything to tie me to it with, but it's something I've wondered.

Anyway, does anyone else have this kind of feeling of something that happened in the past, like you missed an opportunity? I'll never know about this one I guess.

Re: Missed Opportunities

Postby cuffguy85 » Sun Aug 09, 2009 11:38 am

If I only had a dollar for everytime.

I can recall a couple times off the top of my head. Once I was at a party, and there was some dude there that worked some security job. For whatever reason he brought his handcuffs, for which he had no key, but he had already picked them a few times that night. He even asked "who wants to wear these", and for fear of seeming too excited about it I kept my mouth shut. Needless to say he got tired of picking them and he put them away. Bad call on my part.

The second was when I was on my way home from school with a friend and we were in the back seat of his moms car. She had to go in this building to do something work related and left us in the car. There was a roll of tape in the car and me and him were wrestling about in the back, and then he grabbed it and ripped a strip off and went to put it on my mouth. For some reason I stopped him. He put the tape back on the roll and dropped it. Whoops again.

I'm sure theres others I just have to remember them.

Re: Missed Opportunities

Postby JakeJakeson » Sun Aug 09, 2009 12:32 pm

One happened yesterday, Me, and 5 friends were playing golf, 2 guys and 3 girls. Well me and this really cute girl hit our balls into a bushy area, and went to get them. Well our friends driving the golf carts forgot about us and moved on. I saw the chick about to yell out to them, so I hurried up and handgagged her as not to disturb other playing. As my hand mumbled her mouth, I thought "man, I would just like to wrap an arm around her and drop down and stay like this all day". But I let her go. She kinda laughed it off and we went meet the rest of the crew.

Re: Missed Opportunities

Postby paugere » Tue Aug 11, 2009 5:05 pm

First time :
I was 17 years old. During summer I was camping with parents and friends. I slept in a little tent with a friend my age. And he had a rope (used to pull his boat) ...
We spoke about anything late in the night. He pretended, when he was really asleep, it would be difficult to wake him up. I replied :
"So it would be easy to tie you up !
- Sure, he said, and I think I will continue to sleep without any problem.
- Even if your hands were tied behind your back ?
- No problem !"
I said that if I was tied-up, I couln't sleep any more. But I had an idea (of course !).
"You know, give me the rope, and during the night when you are asleep, I am going to tie your hands behind your back, so we could see I you continue to sleep !
- no, I do not want to try it, I never give you the rope !"
I insisted and tries to convince him to give the rope. No way : he didn't want and was even irritated.
"Shut up ! It's late, now let me sleep.
- But ...
- If you insist I am going to tie you up, and I promise, you will not be untied before morning !"
He was kneeling, with the rope in his hands, ready to tie me up. As he was stronger than me I surrendered and shut up. I don't know where he hid the rope, but surely I would not be able to find it ... Soon he was asleep ...

We never spoke again of this incident. It seems that the idea of being tied-up (or tied-up by me ?) was not pleasant for him ... When I closed the discussion I was more impressed by his negative reaction than by the perspective of me being bound. I never got any new opportunity to tie him up ...

On the other side, I missed a fantastic opportunity to be tied-up. I'm sure, when I stopped the game, he was ready to jump on me.
I often dreams about what would have happened if I insisted a little more to tie him up. It would have been easy for him to immobilise me and tie my wrists in front (I was laying on my back ...). Surely I would say him :
"oh no, it's not funny, not in front, it's better if you tie my hands in my back. Let me go, I will turn on my belly".
As he was straddling me (remember, he was very strong, and not me) he was assured that I could not escape. So he untied the rope and let me turn on my bed. Then I willingly presented my wrists, crossed behind my back and submitted to his roping. Perhaps he would also tie my feet with my belt, and find something to make a gag ... What a fantastic night I would have spent, while listening my friend snoring and waiting for the morning to rise ...
But it's only a dream.

What is not a dream, is the rope. His rope. He forgot it, I found it when we leave our camping ... and I never return it. It became MY rope.
It is a solid and soft cotton rope, 6 mm diameter, about six meters long.
About 35 years later I still have it. With the time it becomes softer and softer, but it's always very strong. And I do not count the number of times I used this rope to bind myself.

Re: Missed Opportunities

Postby ricktied » Sun Aug 23, 2009 12:47 am

we all probably do it all the time there's a lot of people who are more than likely curios as to how it feels to be tied up they're just to scared to try it.

Re: Missed Opportunities

Postby Kyle » Sat Sep 19, 2009 10:56 pm

I've mentioned in the past my games with the girl who was my neighbor across the street growing up who I played games with where she'd end up "kidnapped" and I'd "rescue" her, but as far as I remember she never was truly bound. I'd count those in with this kind of thing as well.

I don't think I've mentioned the war games though. I used to play those mostly with the boys on the cove, although the girl I mentioned above played a few times. We had toy guns and would shoot each other, and if you were shot you'd be "captured" and taken prisoner, which usually meant going to the "jail" which was in my backyard. Since I was the youngest kid on the cove for many years I inevitiably ended up captured pretty much every time, but managed to get tied up only once that I remember, and that was really an offshoot of the war games.

I really ought to try to figure a way to bring this up with the couple of people I grew up with who I still have some contact with. Maybe they remember something I don't. I'm 24 and this all happened over 15 years ago so it's possible I forgot a story or two. Surely with all these opportunities something more happened. Don't know how I'd bring this up though.