This story is appropiate for any age. English is not my native language, so please do not insult or offend me for my use of grammar and vocabulary. The story did really happen, but is slightly altered to make it more enjoyable to read. So.... eehmmm.... enjoy.
PART 1
Let me first introduce myself. I am 14 years old, about 6 feet tall (1,80) and I have brown hair. My sister has long brown hair and she's 19 years old. She is about 5"7' (1,68) and she is quite beautiful. Our names are different in the story, to maintain privacy. I shall be called Charlie, and my sister will be called Katie.
It was about 11:30 p.m. when I thought everyone would be asleep. I started tying myself up with the limited materials I had. I eventually got myself in a pretty tight hogtie, with especially my legs really tightly tied together but my elbows weren't tied and I was easily able to get my hands untied. It would only be a matter of 3 to 5 minutes to get my hands untied and after that it would be easy to get out in another 3 minutes. So I was struggling, but I didn't know that my sister couldn't sleep that night. She has had trouble sleeping before, and she was awake this night as well. She heard some noises from my room, but she tought it wouldn't be anything. After a while, at about 00:00 a.m. she decided to take a look though.
She found a hogtied boy and was shocked. "Charlie, what the hell happened?" "ehm..... This is kind of awkward" Katie didn't really know what to think, until she said: "Did you do this to yourself?" I must have been glowing like a red supergiant star. I was extremely embarrassed, but I eventually nodded. "So you like being tied up, don't you?" "Well..... yes...". "You really scared me to death! hmm.... Well, since you like being tied up, let's make it a little bit more interesting, shall we?" "What?". I was trying to get my hands untied, but Katie decided to re-tie them. "Let's make sure you wont escape, while I get some more stuff to get you more comfortable." I was no longer able to escape. I couldn't really reach the knots at all. When she came back she found quite a bit of rope and she had some tape as well. The first thing she did, was give me a gag.
She used the tape to cover all the knots with it. That means that I couldn't touch the knots at all, even if they were in range. She also tied my elbows together, and then tied my elbows to may waist. I was almost completely immobilised. Her rope-work wasn't really that good, but she was aware of that and that's exactly why she used the tape.
"Hmm, I don't really like the way you're tied, I'd prefer a chairtie." She untied my hands from my feet and got me on the chair. She untied my elbows from my waist, got my arms behind the chair and tied my waist and my elbows to the chair. I was actually enjoying it, but I still didn't really know what to think. She tied my feet to a little 'tube' under the chair, so I was unable to get my feet forwards.
"Well, that will do, right Charlie?" I tried struggling but once again she taped the knots. I 'mmmmph'ed but my gag was really effective, no one would ever be able to hear me, not even my parents upstairs. "Good night, sleep 'tight'..... Mooohahahaha (evil laugh)"
To Be Continued